"Ah, I'll give you a poster and an autograph from my treasure when I go back, just shut up, how about it?"

While Xu Hui was struggling, Hani quietly put her lips to the other's ear and blew hot air.

In the eyes of others, she didn't speak at this moment, just gritted her teeth. Hani didn't expect that ventriloquism, a personal skill she had been practicing for a long time, would finally come in handy.

"Jinjia, what do you mean?"

A poster + an autograph, Xu Hui's eyes lit up, and she decisively chose to defect.

If this kind of thing had been placed in the past, whether she was interested in it or not, Hani would not have given it to her for nothing, but now it is different.

Lee Hyun-cheol's position in their hearts has become more and more special, and everyone has more or less a trace of admiration for her, and maybe one day it will usher in a flashpoint.

"Of course, I, An Xiyan, have made a word, and thousands of troops can't catch it back. ”

In order to be able to gag this sister's mouth, Hani can be said to be open-minded, and no fan wants his favorite idol to see and hear about his black history.

"My poster, my signature. ”

The thought of that out-of-print thing leaving him forever made Hani's heart bleed.

The other party is Xu Hui, a sister of the same group, which makes her feel distressed and find a little comfort at the same time.

Once most girls are infatuated with someone, especially to the point of die-hard, even if that person makes a big mistake, there are still people who go to eat her, which is the biggest difference between female fans and male fans.

But strictly speaking, the original intention of Lee Hyun-cheol on Hani's meal is completely different from that of Jung Chae-yeon.

One is that it is slowly sublimated from ** rice to die-hard rice, and the appearance association on the popular surface is gradually attracted by the connotation of this person, so as to enter a deeper level.

The other is that it has evolved from a simple meal to a crazy meal, and he wants to be happy in bed with an idol.

Hani swore an oath with his teeth, maintaining his previous posture as always, but the strength between his arms was much smaller, and Xu Hui rarely got a chance to breathe.

“call~~”

Xu Hui rubbed Hani's arm up and down, and just like that, a dirty deal ended in eye contact between the two.

It was also after this ** that Xu Hui realized a problem.

Hani's nickname of 'Brother An' is not called in vain, since she was a trainee, she has even heard in the mouths of some trainees that she has beaten up a few male trainee seniors who want to flirt with Park Jung-hwa.

Later, during a small talk, this matter was brought up and talked about, and it was admitted by Li Haoyang, of course, there are exaggerated parts, the lesson is true, but it is not beaten too hard.

Now that I think about it, Hani, who is called 'Brother An', is not physically useless, she is just lazy.

Exercising, which is good for her health, is chronic suicide for her, but the brute force is used in other people's places.

Lee Hyun-cheol guessed the truth and falsehood just by looking at the reactions of these two people, and he didn't bother to inquire into Hani's attempt to hide his black history.

"Okay, okay, if it goes on like this, Hui will leave a mark on his neck, and it's not good to cause misunderstanding among the people around him. ”

With his understanding of the poems over there, and Xu Hui's almost all the second half of the sentences, he also guessed the complete content.

As soon as he opened his mouth like this, Hani couldn't continue, and Xu Hui in his arms got up slowly.

When I moved my neck, I didn't forget to sigh with "Hey Yigu" in my mouth, as if I had entered old age in advance.

"Really, I would have changed my words when I knew that I learned this poem in school..."

took out the makeup mirror and took a picture in the direction of her neck, and the dark blue on it made Xu Hui's face as ugly as constipation.

If there is a regret medicine sold in this world, it is not good to offend Hani.

Xu Shuzhi and Le, the two eldest sisters, held wine glasses in their hands to watch the excitement, clapping their hands and laughing heartlessly.

As long as I don't get involved, fortunately, I let them make trouble.

"So, why did you tell the story of Xiyan Oni from the beginning, now it's good, after all, you have to eat a trench and grow wise. ”

Park Zhenghua witnessed the whole process and shook the braid at the back of her head very old-fashioned.

Accidentally passing over the side of Lee Hyun-chul's cheek, the faint fragrance of his hair caused him to squint his eyes, and his face was full of enjoyment.

"It seems that Hani has taught you a lot, eat a trench and grow a wisdom, and use it well....."

Although Korea is deeply influenced by its traditional culture, many poems and idioms have evolved into different ways when they are combined with the local culture.

For example, there are some Korean idioms and colloquialisms that Lee Hyun-chul can't understand.

After others explained it to him, he suddenly realized that the expressions of this idiom or colloquial saying were different in the two places.

Therefore, although the schools here will hold Chinese classes, what people learn is Chaoxian Chinese characters, and they can't understand the Chinese set.

This is also what Ernie told us, and she said that it was famous over there. ”

Park Zhenghua raised his neck proudly, and suddenly realized that many people in the circle knew that Lee Hyun-chul had studied there before, and his language skills were not comparable to his own Ernie's half bucket of water.

"That's true. ”

Undoubtedly, Seo Hui and Park Jung-hwa's explanations made Lee Hyun-cheol's senses towards Hani a lot more intimate.

She has seen a lot of idols who claim to know Chinese, but how much she knows about them, she can only laugh.

Although I had never heard Hani talk to him in Chinese, I was still surprised that Hani had studied there for less than two years, and he definitely couldn't master much Chinese.

On the contrary, I have memorized a lot of these earthy love words and love poems.

"I love you like a moth to a fire..."

Brain made up for hani in the dormitory, his hands clenched into fists against the tips of his chin, and he said such a thing to his poster with beautiful eyes, and li xianzhe couldn't help but shudder.

There are people who are cloudy, God makes people, and he will make them crazy, worthy of Brother An, are not ordinary people.

"Oba, what's wrong with you?

Park Zhenghua looked at him nervously, the little girl still hasn't forgotten the picture of Hani's bottle of soda splashed on him, I heard that people take a cold shower and then blow such a cold wind, it is easy to catch a cold.

As she reminded her, the others were all over the table looking for the remote control, trying to adjust the temperature of the air conditioner.

Li Xianzhe naturally couldn't say what the real reason was, so he raised his hand and scraped the bridge of the little girl's nose.

"It's nothing, it's just that I thought of something just now, you look at you, because of your words, everyone doesn't move their chopsticks, they all put their minds on me, it's rare to be an orator for a while, are you all fascinated?"

Park Jung-hwa wrinkled her pretty little nose, and she didn't know what mood she was in right now.

In the past, I was too well protected by my four sisters, and those of the opposite sex wanted to contact me, so they were blocked outside by the four doors.

Although I have watched a lot of TV series, I treat such intimate contact between men and women, which only exists in front of my eyes but cannot be experienced in person.

Now Lee Hyun-chul seems to treat her as a sister, but this skin-to-skin kiss makes Park Jung-hwa's heart beat faster.

The little girl didn't speak, and she began to have an inexplicable greed for this closeness in her heart, which was quite a novelty. 2k reading web