"You bastard!" Kwon Yuri looked angry, stretched out her palm, and without saying anything, she slapped Long Zhiyan violently.

"What's wrong with me?" Long Zhiyan hurriedly bent his legs, half-squatted down, avoiding the sharp slap, and hurriedly with a little unknown resentment, "Don't always target me like this. Even if I have a good temper, I can't tolerate arbitrary beatings and scolding."

"You! What did you do to Sika?" Kwon Yuri was stunned by Long Zhiyan's sudden toughness, but was immediately defeated by anger on her face. Now, she was completely different from her usual kindness.

"I...what's wrong with me?" Long Zhiyan's voice became weaker. He thought that after all, he was the first mistake. It was late at night, so he shouldn't leave alone, a girl, Jessica Jung, and she couldn't help but feel a little weaker.

"Hmph! What's wrong?" Kwon Yuri gradually calmed down. Considering that there were eight people outside the room, her voice was a little lowered, but the angerful tone could not drop, but instead shed a layer of frost.

Long Zhiyan felt guilty in his heart, but he had always refused to bow his head and naturally would not defame himself too much: "I'm not doing anything, it's just..."

Long Zhiyan was about to speak, but was stopped by Kwon Yuri: "I will tell the director everything you did today. If the director still kept protecting you, I would go to Director Lee's office. I would have felt that your intentions were unsafe, and I tried to believe you, but you actually went to Sika... you bastard!" As he said that, Kwon Yuri slapped him again.

Long Zhiyan could not have expected that someone would start to move as he spoke, but it was not too late. Er Guozi was slapped hard and immediately saw the red seal.

"What are you doing?" Long Zhiyan covered his face, his cheeks felt so painful. He covered his hands with a numb feeling. Although he was a little wrong, he shouldn't have left Jessie Jeon halfway, but he couldn't stand being beaten, right? He was full of anger, but the person in front of him was a woman. The big man had a mentality and could not do anything, so he could only hold back his depression.

"This is already light!" Kwon Yuri glanced at Long Zhiyan and said coldly. Seeing the fingerprints on his face, she still felt a little regretful. It seemed that the slap was a little heavy. However, Jessie Jeon's red eyes just now made her regret suppress her, and she felt that this slap was worthy of slap.

"I just didn't come back with Xika? Who knew that she was so cold on the outside but so brave!" Long Zhiyan couldn't say anything about it. Although he had done something wrong, it wasn't his turn to be slapped in the face. Is it because Kwon Yuri was too violent or she was too peaceful?

"Together... come back?" Kwon Yuri's face gradually calmed down, and her impulsive face gradually calmed down, replaced by confusion and doubt.

"After going out for a walk together, I left her alone. I originally just wanted to joke with Xika, but I didn't expect that she would be so brave that she was so scared that she was scared to be scared to tears. Now, I don't know if you want to laugh at me or if I am going to laugh at Xika." Long Zhiyan sat depressedly on the edge of the bed, headed back, keeping a distance from Kwon Yuri. A good man didn't fight with the evil girl, for fear that she would slap him again.

"Really? Xiaolong, you are so amazing. You can even repair water heaters. If you don't become an artist, you can also become a pipe mechanic!" Lee Soon-kyung's voice sounded outside the door.

"Hmm?" Kwon Yuri heard Lee Soon-gyu's voice and suddenly felt a little regretful in her palms. She glanced over Long Zhiyan, without making a sound, and walked out of Long Zhiyan's room.

"Huh... Yuri, why did you come out of Xiaolong's room?" Lee Soon-kyuk, who was holding his clothes and preparing to walk into the bathroom, happened to pass by Long Zhiyan's room.

"Sika, why are your eyes getting redder and redder?" Lin Yuner's voice came from the living room.

"Oh, why are your tears still not stopping? What should I do?" Choi Soo-young was worried, but she was at a loss.

"What's going on? The more you cry, the more you become? As for how afraid of ghosts?" Long Zhiyan covered half of his face, walked out, stood in front of Zheng Xiuyan, thinking of apologizing, but he watched Zheng Xiuyan rub her eyes constantly, and suddenly realized: "It's really blowing the sand?"

He hurriedly squatted down, disregarding half of his cheeks, grabbed Jeong Soo-yeon's hand that rubbed her eyes, and said seriously: "Don't rub!" There was an unquestionable tone in his words.

Jessica Jung's eyes were slightly closed, and her originally arrogant and savage eyes turned red at this time, which made people feel a little distressed.

"Close your eyes and wait for me to come back." Long Zhiyan hurriedly ran back. As soon as the drawer was opened, the medicine box was opened, and he found a bottle of eye drops. Before he could organize a messy thing, the drawer was not pulled, and he ran out.

"Rolling your head!" Long Zhiyan gently pressed Zheng Xiuyan's head, and her red eyes made people feel unbearable, "Open your eyes."

"Ah." Zheng Xiuyan's eyes opened, and she felt her eyes were sore. Long Zhiyan hurriedly dripped her eye drops.

"Ring your eyes a few times." Long Zhiyan said.

Zheng Xiuyan suddenly felt her eyes clear, and the soreness just now was also lost. Her eyes were faintly cool, and her gaze became clear. She suddenly realized that Long Zhiyan, who was only more than ten centimeters close to her, was clearly exposed in her sight: not very large, but she had clear brown pupils, delicate and perfect nose bridge, and her concentration was gently pursed into a slit lips, and her fair skin formed the delicate face in front of her that made both men and women jealous. However, there were five distinct finger marks engraved on the cheek on the left, and it was slightly swollen. Looking down, it was his shocking neck. At such a close distance, it seemed that even his breathing was so obvious. Suddenly, his throat swelled slightly, and a prominent thing made her stunned for a moment.

"How is your eyes? Does it still hurt?" Long Zhiyan opened his mouth and spoke, a stream of heat spread lightly on Jessica Jung's face.

"It's okay." Jung Soo-yeon immediately stretched her body nervously and did not dare to move.

"That's good." Long Zhiyan saw that she was fine, took a few steps back and put away his eye drops. "I saw a news before that a child had blown sand in his eyes and rubbed it all the time. Finally, the sand penetrated deep into the eye tissue, and his eyes became inflamed in the end, and his vision immediately dropped sharply. Therefore, he could not rub his eyes with his hands until the sand was blown."

"Thank you." Jung Soo-yeon said.

"Just just now, Brother Xiaolong felt very manly, strong and handsome," Xu Zhuxian smiled, with a look of longing.

"Yes, yes, I also saw that Xiaolong had some other places like men besides his voice." Lin Yuner smiled, "It's really the manliest woman in our team."

Long Zhiyan sighed helplessly, was he the most manly woman or the most womanly man? He was a big man who wanted to explain, but he could only hold it in his stomach.

"But, Xiaolong, why is there a five-finger mountain on your face?" Huang Meiying, who had a slow reaction, revealed the first thing she said.

"Haha..." Long Zhiyan's anger was not a single thing at this moment. Kwon Yuri's slap was still firmly torturing his face. The slight numbness made him feel that his face was almost not his. Thinking that Jung Soo-yeon wasn't crying at all, the slap was really confused by being beaten, but all this could not be made public, and his handle was still in Kwon Yuri's hands.

Just slap it, I endure it. Long Zhiyan felt helpless in his heart and ran around. However, he looked like nothing was wrong on his face. He opened the topic and said, "Is the water heater ready now?"

"Okay, the water is hot now, and it can be cooked." Choi Soo-young replied with a smile.

"Then you guys continue. I'll go back to the room to continue studying the song." Long Zhiyan smiled, but pulled the nerves on half of his cheeks, and felt a numb feeling. Has she learned boxing or taekwondo? How could she hurt so much with a slap?

Long Zhiyan, who returned to the room, closed the door, fell down the bed, and the ceiling was embarrassed by him.

"Huh..." Long Zhiyan sniffed, and there was a smell in his room that was not his own.

I stood up and saw that the table was still a mess just now. At this moment, the books were neatly arranged from thick to thin. The pencils and ballpoint pens on the table were also included in the pen holder that I had not been to for a long time. The drawers were closed. All this was so orderly that Long Zhiyan felt scared.

"Who? Who sorted it out?" Long Zhiyan had just read through the drawers in order to get the eye drops, and his desk usually only needs to be integrated once a week because he had to write music every day. Now that he is so neat and clean, he suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure in his heart.

I hurriedly opened the drawer and lay quietly inside the photo.

Who is it? Long Zhiyan was shocked. Could it be that among the nine people, besides Kwon Yuri, someone discovered his male identity?

Recalling the memories, when she was helping Sika with eye drops, she had Yoona and Sooyoung, and first ruled out these three people. Later, after dropping the eye drops, Joo Hyun and Pani also talked, and she should not be both, so there were only Hyoyeon, Yuri, Xiaoge, and Sunny, and Kwon Yuri didn't have to think about it. How could she help him sort it out? She slapped him just now.

Who could it be? Long Zhiyan's brows were locked, and he couldn't think of any reason.
Chapter completed!