"Come on, drink..." Holding a bowl of steaming sober soup in your hand, the snow-white bean sprouts paired with bright red peppers, and a few small pieces of chopped green onions were sprinkled on it, unconsciously opening up people's appetite. Carefully stepping to the gap in the living room, facing Song Ji-hyo, who was drowsy on the sofa wrapped in a thin quilt, An Zai-shaped showed a gentle side, "Be careful to be hot, drink slowly..."

"Kang Sang Mida (Thank you), please, sir~" carefully took the sobering soup handed to her with both hands, and felt the warmth from the sharp bean sprout soup through the ceramic bowl. Song Ji-hyo, who was troubled by drunkenness, carefully brought it to her face and drank it in small sips. The refreshing and spicy taste made her originally confused thoughts wake up a lot without realizing it."

"It's delicious..." Unconsciously, the bean sprout soup in her hand had already bottomed out, and the alcohol was almost gone. She put down the porcelain bowl in her hand and looked up. The caring look on An Zaiying's face made her feel warm. She looked down and saw the conspicuous stain on her chest, which immediately made her expression embarrassing.

...

"I'm not drunk, An Jae-sing, you..." Why do drunk people like this sentence? Carefully support Song Ji-hyo, who was already drunk, and drive to a certain apartment building in Rishan where the other party is counted. An Jae-sing looked at Song Ji-hyo, who was already confused by her. Just now, he had fully understood that the other party was drunk. After getting drunk, Song Ji-hyo showed his desire to become extremely powerful and he had to try everything. Even if An Jae-sing didn't react quickly, she would have to drive the car away directly. Seeing the other party sitting in the driver's seat and starting the car. Even An Jae-sing's always calm person was scared and sweated and hurriedly stopped him.

"Open the door, I'll open the door..." When she came to the floor where Song Ji-hyo lived, before An Jae-sing could react, she first broke free from the other party's support, ran to the door, picked up the key at hand, and poked it tremblingly, "Why, can't you open it? Aishi! Open the door!" She felt that she was being tricked (?), and Song Ji-hyo, who couldn't open the door lock, immediately showed her bad side and started yelling and knocking on the door in front of the door.

How could it be opened? Looking at Song Ji Hyo who was yelling at someone else's door, holding the key and poking it around. An Jae-sing hurriedly stopped the other party from getting angry, hugging him tightly with one hand to prevent her from running around. Then, she entered the password (password lock) of Song Ji Hyo's house at the other door, and what was shown in front of her was the familiar room decoration.

"It's time to get home!!" Song Ji-hyo, who saw his room, was originally like a koala leaning against An Zai-sharp, immediately became excited. She threw down the leather bag in her hand, kicked the high heels tied to her feet away, and stepped on the cold floor with barefoots. In a short while, she had already walked into the bedroom.

"Be careful..." Shaking her head and looking at Song Ji Hyo who became excited again. She carefully placed her messy high heels on the shoe cabinet, then picked up the bag still on the floor and walked towards the room. Not only did the door, even in the room, they were messy, and the drunk Song Ji Hyo. The traces of the chairs, cushions and coats were visible...

Wait, coat?! I found something amazing. While tidying up the messy An Jae-sing left by Song Ji-hyo, suddenly I saw the conspicuous coat on the floor. Why did this dress look so similar to the one Ji-hyo was wearing just now? An Jae-sing who held the thin clothes in her hand suddenly felt a very bad feeling in her heart.

"So hot..." Sure enough, a seductive voice came from my ears. I turned my head and looked at the large area of ​​white skin exposed in the air, as well as the beautiful black lace edges tightly wrapped around. Fortunately, when I saw Song Ji Hyo who had not yet taken off, An Jae-sing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, without an overly awkward scene.

"So hot, so hot, damn!" However, it was obvious that An Jae-sing still thought everything too simply. Song Ji-hyo, who was drunk at this moment, was not predictable by his common sense. Song Ji-hyo, who had a blush on his face, muttering to himself, but the movements in his hand did not mean to stop at all. Before An Jae-sing could react, she had already taken off her lower pants and threw them on the sofa in the living room. Yingying's buttocks and the same black lace edge that obviously matched the upper body were already showing her stunned An Jae-sing without reservation. And now the other party's plan was obviously not just about taking off the clothes outside.

"Wait a minute, this can't be!!" A pair of jade hands were already on the beautiful black lace on the chest. With just a light action, he could take away the annoying restraint that made him feel uncomfortable. An Jae-sing hurriedly stepped forward to block it, and covered Song Ji-hyo's clothes with a panic look on the other party's chest to cover the beautiful black lace edge. This time he saw him off, he looked at Song Ji-hyo who was still confused and said, "Oh, Song Ji-hyo, can this thing be taken off casually in front of a man? If..."

"You yell at me, woo~~" stared at An Jae-sharp, who was shouting at him with anger in front of him. In an instant, Song Ji-hyo's eyes were covered with mist. Without warning, the other party started to cry like a little girl who was wronged, looking at Song Ji-hyo who was sobbing in front of him with red eyes like a rabbit, and her weak appearance with pear blossoms and rain, An Jae-shar, hurriedly began to comfort her softly. This drunken madness is really a waste of life.

"Okay, I won't yell at you anymore, don't cry..." At this moment, Song Ji-hyo was like a child who was out of temper. He listened to An Jie-sharp comfort and gradually leaned on the other person's body and closed his eyes, like a little cat, looking for a comfortable position on his chest that could make him feel at ease for some reason. In a daze, she just wanted to sleep with this warmth.

"Finally, is it over?" Looking at Song Ji Hyo who gradually became quiet, An Jae-sing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This drunken madness is really a big deal. His heart was like a roller coaster and was made by Song Ji Hyo.

"Ugh, uh~~" It was indeed not that simple. Looking at Song Ji-hyo who was rushing toward the toilet and the conspicuous stain on his chest, he still couldn't escape the fate of being vomited. Looking at Song Ji-hyo's embarrassing back helplessly, who was trying to make the wine?

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"Mianne (sorry), I've caused you trouble..." Although I didn't remember much about my crying and making noise when I was drunk, I saw the messy appearance in the room and my naked body (I didn't take it off all), Song Ji Hyo immediately felt that her face turned red as if it was burning. This time, her face was so embarrassing, "Let you see my appearance." She carefully tightened the quilt tightly on her body, because there was nothing else inside except the close-fitting clothes. Thinking of this, the temperature on Song Ji Hyo's face rose a lot.

"It's nothing, don't take this kind of thing too seriously. You took care of me when I was drunk, even if it was a reward..." Looking at Song Ji-hyo, who was embarrassed and blushed with a embarrassed face, An Jae-sing also revealed it in two or three appropriate sentences. If you continue to talk about this kind of thing, it will only make things even more embarrassing. It would be better to just expose it and not mention it.

"However, Song Ji Hyo, be careful when drinking in the future, that..." Speaking of which, An Jae-sing really didn't know the name of the man who drank Song Ji Hyo in the bar just now. (It was completely ignored)

"Bao Changshu." Carefully reminded in pángbiān. Now when she recalled the prospect just now, Song Ji-hyo said with fear. If An Jae-sing had not arrived in time to rescue him from Bai Changshu, then the result of his today would be really unimaginable. Thinking of Bai Changshu's harmless smile on his face, he decided that he could not speak of the disgust of the yin test.

"That, about..." Looking at An Jae-sing, who was puzzled by the side, Song Ji-hyo hesitated a little. Originally, she called the other party to come here today to ask him in person why he had modified the script like this. As long as he had a discerning person, he could tell that it was related to him. (All the exposed nude scenes have been modified) But after the drunkenness just happened, she felt a little embarrassed until now, let alone questioning him in person. As soon as she saw An Jae-sing's eyes, she would think of the crying and whistle-making things she did in front of him, which was so embarrassing.

"Well, Jae-shaped, I'll change your clothes first!" He was really useless. He finally got the courage to ask. But the question turned around and turned into a completely different thing. Seeing An Jae-shaped with a surprised look in front of him, Song Ji-hyo only felt that the temperature had dropped on his face and soared again. Oh, Song Ji-hyo, why are you so useless? You don't even have the courage to ask.

"That, actually I want to ask you, An Jae-sing, that..." Wearing a pajamas that are obviously ladies, looking at Song Ji-hyo, who has been stuttering since just now, An Jae-sing's mouth curled up with a smile, which was really surprising.

"That..." Trouble and entangled.

"If possible, I hope you can join my agency..."

"well?!"
Chapter completed!