[Korean Entertainment] Male god please flop

When she woke up again, the sky outside was bright, Feng Jin rubbed her eyes, and then got up from the bed.

She still had the smell of salty sweat on her body, she couldn't help but frowned, and while taking off her clothes and heading to the bathroom, she recalled what happened before going to bed.

Feng Jin, who came out of the bathroom refreshed, tilted her head and wiped her wet long hair with a towel.She fell asleep lying in the nanny's car after finishing the tidying up after the concert, but she didn't have any memory of the rest.The actual date on the phone was just one day later, so who sent her back to the dormitory?Or, who carried her to the bed?

Her first reaction was Lei Wen. After all, apart from Lei Wen and his assistant, Park Shengzai was the only one who could get into the nanny car.The assistant sister is a girl, how could she be able to hug her?Park Seung-jae, as a male manager of a female artist himself, has many taboos, and it is even more impossible to take the initiative to do such things.All that was left was Raven.

When she was sitting on the soft sofa, she just heard a light knock on the door. If it wasn't for the quiet surroundings, there was only the rustling sound of her wiping her hair, which probably would have been ignored.

Opening the door of the room strangely, Feng Jin looked at the man standing by the door with his mouth open, his dull expression was too obvious, which made her look a little more stupid.

"Hehe, what's the matter? You look so surprised."

Jin Jaejoong was leaning against the door frame, holding a Japanese book in his left hand, a pair of framed glasses on his nose, and a gentle smile on his lips.

Behind him is the bright and bright living room, and the bright light wraps around from behind, which once again gives Feng Jin an illusion as if a god has descended.

"Big beauty, why are you here?"

Silly Feng Jin just looked at the man in front of him, staring at his fair skin and deep eyes, looking like a nympho who lost his soul.

"I'll wait for you to wake up." Zaizhong put away the book in his hand, put it on the table beside him, then reached out for the towel hanging in Feng Jin's hand, and gently wiped her hair: "Come together Just wash your hair, and you won’t be afraid of catching a cold.”

The soft touch on the scalp gave the illusion of distortion, Feng Jin followed the man's strength and turned his head sideways.

The two walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. Feng Jin stiffened his back and asked Zaizhong to wipe his hair. The heating was turned on in the warm living room. Coupled with the soft touch on the head, it was obvious that he had just slept. Wake up, but now I feel a little drowsy again.

"Don't fall asleep again." Seeing Feng Jin's head hanging to the side, Zaizhong couldn't help but tapped her forehead lightly, with a slight smile in his voice, "I'll cook it for you." Porridge, would you like to try it?"

Seeing Feng Jin looking back at him, Zaizhong got up and went to the kitchen.

Feng Jin immediately pressed Zaizhong's shoulders, telling him not to move: "I'll just carry it, Brother Zaizhong, you should sit in peace."

With that said, he ran to the kitchen in a hurry.

Just now when I accidentally touched the tip of her ear, the warm touch felt like a scorching real fire, burning to her heart.

She has always known how much Jin Jaejoong has influenced her, but just touching her makes her blush and her heart beat faster, how can it be good?

Shaking her head, Feng Jin immediately dispelled the chaotic thoughts from her mind, and returned to the living room with two bowls of porridge. When she raised her head and was about to speak, she saw Zai Zhong sitting there so elegantly, covered in Scholarly and Confucian, the outside light shone obliquely from above, hitting his body, as if even his eyelashes were shining.

Such gentle presence is simply blinding.

"Brother Zai Zhong, don't look at me like this, or if I do something impulsively, you can't rely on me."

Sitting next to Jin Zaizhong, meeting his dark eyes that seemed to be shining, Feng Jin couldn't help but blushed again, immediately stretched out her hands to cover those beautiful eyes that made people feel possessive, and said pretending to be domineering.

"Hehe, don't worry, I will never rely on you." He stretched out his hand and pulled down the slender palm covering his eyes, and Jaejoong simply didn't let go, instead he put it in his arms and squeezed it from time to time. "Try it quickly, I learned it from Mr. Lei Wen, and I don't know if it tastes good or not."

I don't know why, but I always feel that today's Jaejoong is particularly greasy. Although this kind of sweet and greasy feeling is very happy, it is also a bit inexplicable.

Feng Jin tried to withdraw her hand but failed, so she glanced at him coquettishly and angrily: "If you don't let go, how can I drink?"

Jaejoong let go of his hand silently, then picked up the book on the table and read it, but whether he was actually reading it or not, I don't know.

What Jin Zaizhong made was the oatmeal porridge that Feng Jin had always liked and never got tired of eating. Ever since he ate the oatmeal porridge made by Lei Wen himself, Feng Jin disdained the health-preserving porridge bought from outside, and couldn’t afford to taste it at all. smell.Every time Lei Wen made something that caught her fancy, Feng Jin would pull him to learn it. After all, Lei Wen couldn't be by her side to take care of him all his life. He also has his own life, but if you get used to it With Lei Wen by her side, how would she adapt to life without him?

Habit is a terrible thing.

It's just that he didn't expect that Zaizhong would also learn this porridge recipe, but he didn't know whether he knew she liked it or Lei Wen told him.

Picking up the spoon, Feng Jin scooped up a little bit, then put it in his mouth, chewing slowly.

Jin Zaizhong stared at Feng Jin, his eyes behind the lens looked at her non-stop, trying to see something from her expression.

He specially learned this porridge from Mr. Lei Wen. Several times he saw Feng Jin drinking only porridge without eating when he was in the background, and the expression on his face was always happy and satisfied, which made him want to learn it. I want the other person to show that expression because of the food I made with my own hands.Fortunately, oatmeal is not difficult to learn, and he is not a "kitchen killer". After learning it twice from Mr. Raven, he has almost mastered the skills and cooking.

He raised his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and scratched the porridge's hibiscus with a spoon at a faster speed, with a satisfied smile on his face.

He can be with this helpless girl, the first advantage he has is his appearance.

This sometimes really makes him dumbfounded.How many people like him because of his appearance, and how many people are the first to judge everything because of his appearance, denying his efforts.

But Feng Jin is not like this, when she likes his appearance, she just likes him purely, but she will not deny him because of his appearance.Getting along for a long time is one reason, but if she was just like everyone else from the beginning, maybe he wouldn't look at Han Fengjin, a pink and tender little girl, differently.

The second advantage may be his understanding of Feng Jin.

Feng Jin is a foodie, and she also cooks some delicacies by herself, and enjoys them occasionally.

And his advantage lies in the aspect of cooking.

In the image setting announced by s?m company at the beginning, he is similar to his mother in the group, and he must be able to show his cooking skills.But no one knows that his culinary skills are just enough to keep people full without eating bad food.After all, how can a trainee have the spare money and time to learn cooking?

Feng Jin can also be regarded as a major incentive, leading him to go farther and farther on the road of cooking.

When she recalled her thoughts, Feng Jin had already finished the bowl of porridge, and after finishing eating, her eyes were still looking at him brightly.

Zaizhong pursed his lips and smiled, the slightly shy smile made Feng Jin divert his attention again: "How is it? Is the taste okay?"

It's not only good, it's almost as good as Lei Wen's. It may also be because the person who cooks the porridge is in the middle, so the feeling is even more different.

"It's delicious! Really! Great, how long have you studied in Brother Zhong?"

Looking at the blushing Feng Jin, the smile on Zaizhong's face deepened: "It's okay, I haven't learned for long."

Every time he smiles, Feng Jin blushes subconsciously, this is one of the few weird hobbies between him and Feng Jin.Others may think that Feng Jin always blushes, but Feng Jin still blushes after they have known each other for so many years, isn't it a bit hypocritical?

But he actually likes Feng Jin's blushing and shining eyes, which makes him feel that she cares about him, and maybe Feng Jin also knows his bad taste, so he will cooperate extra.

Otherwise, if she, who was able to fool those managers naturally by acting, would be exposed if she always blushes when he appeared?

"But brother, your injury is not fully healed, you just keep moving around, it's not good for your recovery."

Feng Jin suddenly remembered that Zaizhong's leg was not intact, she immediately widened her eyes and looked at Jin Zaizhong, as if he was an ignorant child.

Zaizhong rubbed Feng Jin's half-dry hair: "It's okay, it's almost fine, and I've taken care of it." Looking at Feng Jin's obviously disbelieving eyes, Zaizhong sighed and comforted, "I'm still here. Don’t you know? It’s really bad for the future if you don’t take good care of this injury.”

Feng Jin frowned and said, "It's good that you know, what's your next activity?"

"I'm going to go to Japan soon, and I won't be back for a long time."

"Hmm..." Feng Jin lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head again, "I'm pretty much the same. After finishing the new album, I think I'm going to go abroad for development. When the time comes, Zhengzhu and the others will rule the country."

"Brother Zhong, after you go to Japan, you have to take good care of yourself...don't be wronged, otherwise, I will worry."

Is it true that people in love want to stick together, even if they don't stick together, they still hope that the other party is within their sight?

Feng Jin, who is in a relationship for the 'first time', doesn't understand, but it's often done like this in TV dramas, so she also takes it as normal.

"Worry if you're worried, and I'll be worried about you, too, right?" Jin Zaizhong stretched out his hand, stroked Feng Jin's hair hanging on her chest behind her ears, then gently rubbed her eyebrows and eyes, smiling very proudly: " As long as you put me at ease, otherwise, I will never let you go in my dreams."

Shouldn't it be 'even a ghost will not let you go'?

Feng Jin, whose focus shifted, thought blankly.

The two had a rare time to rest together, and they were tired of being in the room, even if they just stayed and watched TV, they still felt extremely satisfied.

After the break, whether it is TVXQ's hero Jaejoong or KO, they will be busy with their respective acting careers again.

The author has something to say: After the inspiration is interrupted, the well-worn scene becomes like this ==

Fei You wants to say that everyone who writes and reads the text should be careful not to be interrupted, the feeling of being interrupted is really too irritable, okay?