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"Ai Yigu, u1i's cute and beautiful crystal, let's see which man will do this for you in the future!"

I thought of that person again.

Zheng Xiujing suddenly woke up and knocked her head complainingly, picked up the drink in front of her, and drank it all in one go.

It's February, and winter hasn't completely passed, and the weather just now seems to be warming up.

As soon as this iced drink entered his mouth, it made his throat tremble with stimulation and swallowed it quickly. The refreshing feeling in his stomach made Jung Soo-jing moan involuntarily.

Just as I was about to continue pouring another cup, a shadow spilled down, and a big hand blocked the mouth of the cup.

Zheng Xiujing raised her eyebrows and looked up coldly.

Kim Jong-in stood beside him, wearing a hat on his head, and reached out to block the cup.

"what?"

Because he was an acquaintance, Zheng Xiujing was not angry, suppressed her bad mood and asked.

"According to your drinking method, your stomach will hurt in a while."

Kim Jong-in persuaded with concern.

"You want to care?"

Zheng Xiujing was angry and spoke very quickly.

Kim Jong-in moved his hand helplessly, revealing the mouth of the cup, watching her slowly resuming a cup, but he took the lead and snatched it all up.

"Ah!" Zheng Xiujing felt that everyone was drinking and she was acting against each other today, and couldn't help but scream.

Through the table, Kim Jong-in quickly reached over a hand and covered Jung Soo-jing's mouth.

"Speak quietly, do you want to be noticed by others?"

He looked around for a while and carefully observed whether anyone could take pictures of it.

This is an ordinary shop in Jiangbei District. There are not many customers. The boss’s wife leans behind the counter and is laughing at the TV show with relish.

No one took a secret photo, he felt relieved and turned his eyes back.

Zheng Xiujing was looking down at the hand that was covering her, as if she was wondering where to get her mouth from.

Kim Jong-in burst into coldness from behind her neck, shivered for no reason, and quickly let go of her hand awkwardly.

"How did you find it?"

Zheng Xiujing vomited a few times, picked up the tablecloth and wiped her mouth.

"Ambernu, that's very worried about you."

Kim Jong In quickly explained.

Jung Soo-jin snorted, said nothing, and didn't look at Kim Jong-in. She picked up her chopsticks to prepare to pick up the food.

Kim Jong-in smiled slightly and picked up a lobster.

He stretched out a pair of chopsticks horizontally and knocked off the lobster he picked up.

Zheng Xiujing's eyebrows are indeed very beautiful when they are raised up.

Kim Jong-in didn't dare to be completely attracted by this eyebrows and quickly explained: "I'll help you peel the lobster."

Zheng Xiujing was stunned for a moment, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything.

Kim Jong-in took this as silent permission, picked up the lobster that fell on the plate and put it in his own bowl. Without putting on the gloves provided by the store, he started peeling it barefoot.

Jung Soo-jin didn't care about him, but just looked in the open space. Her eyes looked through Kim Jong-in and looked into the void, as if there was someone there.

Finally, he peeled one and put it in Zheng Xiujing's bowl.

“ZzangZzang, done!”

Just like asking for credit, Kim Jong-in grinned, waiting for Jung Soo-jin's reaction.

Zheng Xiujing came to her senses and looked at the lobster in the bowl.

She felt a sudden upset, and threw the chopsticks, stood up suddenly: "I won't eat anymore." She turned around and rushed out of the shop.

Kim Jong-in was stunned for a moment, quickly took out his wallet from his pocket, took out several large tickets of 50,000 won, put them on the table, and said, "Don't look for it anymore" and chased him out.

"Siu-jing, Zheng Xiu-jing."

Kim Jong In shouted in a low voice and grabbed Jung Soo-jin's hand.

Zheng Xiujing shook her hands away, and she didn't give him any good face at all: "What are you doing?"

"I'll give it to you."

Zheng Xiujing suddenly felt a little ridiculous, so she really smiled, smiling brightly.

"What do you think we have?"

She poked Kim Jong-in's chest with one hand and she sneered.

"When he leaves, let me take care of you-"

"Don't talk to me about him again!"

Zheng Xiujing exploded suddenly as if she had been lit with an explosive barrel.

Kim Jong-in quickly protected her with one hand and looked around vigilantly.

Sure enough, in a car on the street opposite, he vaguely saw the light of the flash.

"There is a reporter, go quickly!"

He said in a low voice, Kim Jong-in pulled Jung Soo-jin and strode towards his car.

Knowing that this is not the time to get angry, Zheng Xiujing rarely resisted and obediently got into the car step by step.

There is not much traffic at the Han River Bridge late at night.

Kim Jong In's car was racing through it, avoiding the reporters who might be chasing behind him.

Zheng Xiujing sat in the passenger seat with a cold face, curled up in a ball, leaning her head against the car window.

He awkwardly tried to ease the atmosphere in the car: "Ai Yigu, if he was a reporter from D Club just now, there would probably be rumors about us!"

Observing Zheng Xiujing's reaction from the corner of her eyes, unfortunately, she didn't say anything.

"What's the title? Let me think, 'Krysta1 and Kai go on a late night date during the break,' or 'The general trend boy group has a scandal again, and the fx goddess famous flower has a master'?"

"Jong In oppa," Jung Soo-jin kept silent since she got in the car. Now she finally spoke, even politely calling her oppa, but this made Kim Jong In even more nervous.

"What's wrong? We weren't the same year? Why did you suddenly call me oppa? I'm sorry..."

Looking at Zheng Xiujing's face, his voice became lower and lower.

The car started to drop and stopped.

"Do you like me?"

Zheng Xiujing asked this.

Kim Jong-in only felt a heat surge in his mind, breaking down all his thoughts. The long-standing hidden thoughts were exposed so easily that he was completely panicked for a moment.

"Yes, you do like me, right?" Jung Soo-jin saw through Kim Jong In's helpless actions and confirmed her thoughts more: "Otherwise, who else would do this for me? Except for him..."

Kim Jong-in felt a stream of passion rushing over her head, but this time she felt angry and couldn't help but shout: "He won't be back!"

"I said, don't talk to me about him again!"

Jung Soo-jin clenched her fists, stared at Kim Jong-in's eyes, and said word by word.

Kim Jong In was overwhelmed by her momentum and couldn't help but nodded slowly.

After a long time, Zheng Xiujing finally calmed down and sat back again, stepped on her legs and curled up with her knees.

"It's up to you." Her tone was faint, "It's your freedom to like me, I have no right to interfere, and I'm even very honored. But-"

She met Kim Jong In's eyes again: "I won't respond to you, because I already have someone I like."

"So, please don't have any expectations for this relationship."

"That's it."

She opened the car door, walked down, stood at the outside of the Hanjiang Bridge, put her hands in her pockets, and looked at the night.

Kim Jong In was in the car and looked at her, she finally couldn't help but lay her head down.
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