[Entertainment] Otome's game

what is love?Is it the panic after the heartbeat? Is it because I want to get close but dare not get close? Is it because I have scruples and hesitate.

It's... Picking up the phone countless times, only to put it down in the end.In the end, I will let go,? Because I am afraid,? I am afraid that I will take that step first, and I am even more afraid that I will get hurt when I take that step.

Song Zishu became a member of the coffee shop named 'Chun', and it was Gong Yoo who handed her the membership card,? On the third day after 'Falling', she was waiting for Gong Yoo in the same private room again, this time it was daytime.The typhoon has passed, the sky is cloudless, and there are lush trees scattered outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. She is sitting in front of the window of the private room on the second floor, and Gong Yoo is standing in the garden, beckoning her to let her go down. The breeze blows his hair Tips, flaxen hair dyed by the sun film.

Song Zishu jumped and ran all the way. Oxford shoes with heels were more comfortable than running shoes at this time. The wind picked up the corners of her clothes, and rushed to Gong Yoo like a dancing butterfly.

emergency brake.

Gong Yoo was bumped by her, not really bumped, but a small bubble with a bubbling heart,? bumped by that person, and arrived at his side with a sweet fragrance and a bright smiling face .

emergency brake.

"Just walk over here, what are you running for?" Gong Yoo stretched out his hand and pulled the strands of hair floating on her cheeks behind her ears, seeing that she turned her face slightly to the side to hide, she retracted her hands behind her back, rubbed her fingertips, and looked at her with a smile " The weather is rare these two days, shall we sit outside?"

Just as Song Zishu was about to nod, he remembered that the script and the bag were still upstairs, and wanted to go up to get them, but Kong Yoo told her not to run away, and just asked the waiter to get them down, and took her around the garden for viewing and rest, and walked through the tree-lined path to arrive. The more intimate small garden is a place where only specific guests can go. It is more private and the scenery is more beautiful.

There is a pavilion with white stone pillars in the garden, European style, there are tables and chairs in the pavilion, Song Zishu thought they were going to go to the pavilion, Gong Yoo patted her on the back and motioned her to look at the opposite side of the pavilion, it was a field of flowers, Song Zishu could only recognize the roses and roses among them, and could not name the other flowers.In front of the flowers and trees is a piece of lawn, which is covered with red picnic cloths, and some desserts and food are placed in the center.

Song Zishu tilted his head to look at Kong Yoo, Kong Yoo smiled at her, and took her to the lawn.Song Zishu, who was slowly following behind him, murmured in her heart that old men had too many routines, but the smile on the corner of her mouth did not match what she was muttering in her heart at all. Her smile was too sweet, and she was hit by routines.

Song Zishu is wearing a skirt, which is more suitable for sitting in a pavilion with seats than sitting on the floor, but her champagne-colored skirt is very suitable for spreading on the red tablecloth, and it is even more suitable for her to wear the coat that Gong Yoo took off on her knees. She doesn't want to worry about whether the pavilion is better or the lawn is more comfortable.

Ladies always sit sideways, but men sit very casually, so it's not right to say that they are sitting.Gong Yoo straightened his legs, supported his upper body with his arms, raised his head and closed his eyes to feel the scent of flowers and wind, and sighed contentedly.

"very nice."

The people around her, the wind in the distance, the field of flowers, and the coat on her lap are so nice.

Song Zishu also thought it was good. She pinched the cuff of her coat and looked at the person who closed her eyes. She didn't know what was good, but it was good. It was so good that she couldn't take her eyes off it. There was no such person in the flowers, plants, trees or blue sky. more attractive to him.

No one spoke, only the wind blowing across the lawn, flowers and branches, rustling softly.After a long time or just for a while, the faint sound of footsteps broke the indescribable atmosphere.

Gong Yoo raised his left leg and put it on his right leg, eyes still closed, and smiled at his little girl with the corners of his mouth raised, "If you look at me like that again, we won't be able to understand the script."

Song Zishu blinked her eyes in a daze, Gong Yoo turned her face towards her, opened his eyes, and looked at her, "I like you, how can I concentrate when you look at me like that."

Song Zishu's little heart, whose head was hanging down at once, was beating fast, and it was useless to be able to take the bait even if he despised himself in his heart, but it was so useless that he blushed.Fortunately, the makeup is on, so I can't see it, luckily.

The footsteps belonged to the waiter, and the waiter brought Song Zishu her handbag and computer bag that she kept in the private room upstairs.After the waiter left, Song Zishu changed from sitting sideways as a lady to sitting cross-legged. She wanted to sit on her knees, but her legs were sore and she gave up.

There are paper scripts and tablets in the computer bag, and there are electronic versions of scripts in the tablet. Girls in the new era use tablets to read scripts more, but the general environment still uses paper scripts, so she brings both.Compared with her complete equipment and Gong Yoo having nothing at hand, Song Zishu was a little suspicious that he asked her to review the script if he really wanted to review the script, so he took out his mobile phone, pressed a few times, and signaled to Song Zishu that it was time to start. Take your script with you.

Song Zishu was slightly embarrassed, and simply discarded the electronic device and picked up the paper script to open it. He was interrupted by Kong Yoo just after reading a line. He wanted to check the script, not to check the lines with Song Zishu. They had plenty of time to check the lines. What I want to hear is the biography Song Zishu wrote for his character.

Seeing Song Zishu stunned, Kong Yo asked doubtfully, "You don't write biographies?"

Of course Song Zishu wrote it, but she always felt a little guilty when asked her to tell the biography of her character to the person in front of her, fearing that what she did would not meet what he wanted.There is no fixed pattern for character biography. Some people do it meticulously, and they can set the taste of the characters so meticulously. Some people are very perfunctory, and there are very few who don't write.Song Zishu felt that she belonged to the middle school, and she was not careful enough to fill in all the details that were not in the script, nor was she perfunctory enough to write casually.

If it's this one, it must be very detailed, right?

It's hard to say whether Gong Yoo is the meticulous one, but he didn't criticize Song Zishu's biography, and he didn't come to be an acting teacher. Even if he was, he wouldn't use the teacher's attitude to say anything to Song Zishu.On the contrary, he praised Song Zishu's character biography all the time. He praised her for her delicate analysis of the inner drama of the characters, and praised her for her emotions towards the characters.

The exaggerated Song Zishu's mouth was about to burst into laughter and she was holding back, her invisible tail swung behind her like a hot wheel, and she covered half of her face with a tablet, trying to hide her excitement, but her crescent-shaped eyes couldn't stop her happiness , happily subconsciously acting like a baby, "Such words are usually followed by but, our president often tricks me like this, you can tell me, but what~"

Gong Yoo's arm holding the mobile phone rested on his left knee, with a cigarette in his right hand, and smiled at her, "There is no but, you are doing very well, so good that you don't need a but."

If Song Zishu really had a tail, she would be able to shake a small whirlwind now, but she didn't. The little girl without a tail couldn't hold back her laughter, hugged the tablet and curled up into a ball, her laughter was clear and joyful, Gong Yoo who was laughing also bent his eyes, laughing And tell her "You are much better than I thought."

Song Zishu, who thought she was being praised, took three seconds to realize that this was not a compliment, and suddenly raised her head, "How terrible you imagined me!" It's not as good as your own president!

Gong Yoo smiled and bent down to flick the ashtray into the pumpkin-shaped ashtray, teasing the children, "I was deeply impressed by your basic skills when we worked together last time. Didn't I say that you are very spiritual but you haven't learned the basic skills well?" , Children who rely on talent to eat are not so concerned about hard work, it's human nature." Just teasing the little girl, she pulled her face down, and then she picked it up again in one sentence, "But you are doing very well, so good that it exceeded my expectations, very Great."

Song Zishu wrinkled the tip of his nose, put down the tablet and asked him not to do this, "Just tell me, how do you want me to change?" After a long time, he came to be a student.

Kong Yoo, who put down his phone, took a cookie and handed it to Song Zishu. After she took it, he took a cookie himself. He didn't say how to change it, but asked her, "Do you like being an actor? On that side, do you prefer acting?"

Song Zishu felt that she didn't need to answer the first question. If she didn't like it, she wouldn't enter the industry. What about the second question, "Half and half, I also like the glamorous side, and I also like acting."

"But I heard from President Li that you have no interest in commercial performances and the like. You stand in front of the fans and wait to cheer. You can get a check after just one stop. Why don't you like it?"

"I don't like it, but I find it troublesome. I'm not short of money."

Gong Yoo nodded slightly, took a puff of cigarette and continued to ask, "I remember you said you didn't like Li Junyan, but when I cameo last time, your relationship with the director wasn't that bad. What exactly do you dislike about him? Personality? How to do things?"

Song Zishu, who was chewing the cookie, didn't know what he wanted to ask, pinched the cuff of the coat on his leg and shook it up and down, "There are so many reasons for not liking it, I just don't like it."

"Then you still choose to cooperate with him?"

"Isn't that because of you?"

"I?"

Song Zishu dropped his cuffs, swallowed the cookie, and looked at Gong Yoo, "You took the lead first, and then you withdrew, but I can't leave him alone, I agreed to everything. If we both quit, then he will also It's too awful."

Gong Yoo rubbed the cigarette butt, and looked at him with a smile, "Shouldn't someone you don't like be happy when something bad happens to them?"

"I'm not a pervert!" Song Zishu puffed up his face, "How evil do you think I am? I ruined a good project and I stood by and smiled gloatingly?" What the hell is this brother!

Gong Yoo, who smiled and waved his hands, said that she misunderstood, "I mean, whether you don't like Li Junyan's work style or his own personality, if you don't like it, you won't cooperate. If it's because of me in the early stage, then I quit You don’t have to cooperate at all. I contacted the production company, and it’s not true that he can’t find an actress. His best option is that you are right, but there are no backup options. But you still cooperated, or signed Got an appointment, why?"

"He is very professional." Song Zishu doesn't think this is a problem. "I don't like the way he shoots, but his methods are annoying, which doesn't prevent him from being very professional. Skills, aesthetics, shots, and scripts are all online. I have worked with them before." Among the directors, his standard is very good."

Gong Yoo chuckled, "Then why do you hate him? What is the reason why you hate him so much that you don't want to cooperate?"

Song Zishu was stunned for a moment, tilting his head in confusion, "Didn't I say that?"

Gong Yoo, who bent over to put out his cigarette, raised his legs and crossed his arms, and changed the way of asking, "A director who you think is not bad as a professional, with a script you think is good, sincerely invites you to play the leading role. What is the reason for the cooperation?"

Song Zishu was stunned, the reason why she didn't want to cooperate..."Too tired?" She thought it was the reason when she said it, "Working with him is very tiring, he asks so much to death, and he was already very tired when he cooperated with TV dramas." It's annoying, and it would be even more annoying if you were making a movie."

"Then why did you agree to cooperate again?"

"because......"

"It's not because of me. I've already quit. Even if I didn't quit, you can reject me. It's not a big deal to reject him. Zishu, think about it carefully, think about it, put aside my reason, are you willing to sign the contract?" What is the real reason?"

Song Zishu's little brain was forced to work, and he couldn't turn around a little bit. He didn't know what answer he wanted. He frowned and hesitated for a long time, and gave an answer that he wasn't sure about, "The book is fine, his script is pretty good." interesting."

"Even if you hate the director who wrote the script, do you think the script is good?"

"It's not so annoying. It's just..."

Song Zishu didn't know what to say, his mind was a little messed up, and he pulled the cuffs of other people's coats back and forth with both hands, "The work is the work, and the person is another matter. Whether the work is good or not has nothing to do with whether the person is good or not. Even if it is related, it is the person who created the work." It’s not good, and it doesn’t prevent the work from being a good work. It’s not uncommon to see artists whose works have been handed down but with poor character, not to mention Li Junyan is not so...I don’t know, and I can’t say I hate him so much.”

Guided step by step to the present Kong Yoo saw that the fire was almost ready, and threw out a sentence lightly, "Then have you ever thought that you hate him and think he can cooperate, not because he has any problems with him, but because he has you in him." Things to be afraid of, things to want but dare not reach out for.”

"what?"

Gong Yoo took a sip of coffee from the coffee cup, put down the cup and changed his posture, lay on the picnic cloth, folded his hands behind his head, looked at the sky, and spoke casually, as if he was just chatting, without any special meaning, "I recently found It’s time to watch all your works since your debut, and the one with the best acting skills is the one made by you and Yin Chenghe. You were a little immature when you first debuted, but soon, almost in the later stage of the same work, the unique features of newcomers The constraints are gone."

"Your talent is really great. You are the type of God who appreciates food. But you have hardly grown up. It is obvious that you can see the growth from youth to maturity. Your acting skills need the cooperation of your opponents. , or in other words largely rely on the cooperation of the other party. If the other party’s acting skills are good, you will not be suppressed but will be stronger, but if the other party’s acting skills are mediocre, you seem to be not outstanding.”

"You may enter the industry with the idea of ​​having fun, and you think it is fun, and you happen to be good at it. Or the other way around, you are good at this thing, and you think it is fun. Everyone says that talent is more important than hard work, but talent A child can only play in a small area, surrounded by hard-working people, and his talent will be praised. But if he meets someone who is equally talented and hard-working, there are only two possibilities, he also works hard or Get out of the way."

Gong Yoo closed his eyes, crossed his legs and curled up, in a leisurely posture like basking in the sun "People who can live easily and get what they want without working hard, most of them have a fear of those who work hard, because they are I know, hard work is easier to succeed than not hard work. That kind of fear manifested on the outside may be disgusting, it may be avoidance, in short, I just don’t like it. You have to work so hard for what you do. Isn’t life good if you don’t work hard. "

"Zi Shu, have you ever thought about what will happen ten or twenty years later? Have you ever thought about how your life of playing the same game will come to an end. It's just muddling along and just playing like this for a lifetime, and look back at the relaxing time at the end. You can’t find a past that can make you remember deeply in your life. You still set a goal. Even if you work hard for half your life, you may not be able to achieve that goal. It can be regarded as running towards a goal. The exhaustion and pressure after running hard can just become life the weight of."

"Have you thought about it? Think about it, take your career and even your life seriously."

Song Zishu looked at him with a blank expression, a little bewildered, and confused, and made her say something she shouldn't have said, "But this is just a game."

Kong Yoo squinted his eyes, his eyes were bright, and when he closed them again, his expression was still relaxed, "Then you don't have any achievements you want to achieve in the game of life. There are levels and badges in the game, but you don't have the badges you want to get? An actress? The trophy, the true admiration of a group of people, or..." The tone changed slightly, but the little girl didn't hear it, "or, a person who makes you give your heart."

"There is nothing wrong with playing in the world. The game is very free and easy. But free and easy means free and easy, free from the world, free from life. The feet can't step on the ground, and the soul can't find a place to go. The game is a moment. Playing out of the real world is fun, but you have to return to reality after all. Your feet have to step on the ground, and your soul has to return to your body. When the game announces the end, you may pass the level, or you may not, but the game is over, life Still going on."

"Continuing life, what should I do? Can a floating soul adapt to a heavy body, and how to adapt to a body that is no longer suitable. When the game is over, you have nothing left for yourself. Do you just wave your sleeves and continue your life without taking away a cloud, or do you get stuck in the game and ruin your life?"

"Zi Shu, you have to think about it, think about how the game will end, and how to continue the rest of your life."

Song Zishu's mind was in a mess, he was holding his clothes and kneading them into balls, his lips were tightly pressed together, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't speak.

Is this a... ending... game?

By the way, this is an ending game.

How to end?Is the customs clearance over?So what is customs clearance?Clear the level after reaching [-] raids?Cleared?Is it over?She wants to return to her own world?So... what about everything now?no yet?

Song Zishu was stunned, her breathing was slow, and her expression was dull.Gong Yoo didn't speak any more, he was as quiet as if he fell asleep.

Gong Yoo didn’t know that his words made her think of an unreal game, what he was saying can be summed up directly as, your face will grow old, your aura will disappear, you have to wait until those things outside of you gradually move away from you Grab something that will give you a foothold.

An actress with only a face has a very short lifespan. No matter how good her looks are, she will last only ten years.The same is true for male and female games. She is young and beautiful and can naturally walk among men, but she will grow old after all, and there will be times when she can't play and doesn't want to play.It was only then that she regretted it, and only wanted to find someone to look forward to Baishou, and she couldn't adapt to the small space of choice.

It is impossible for him to directly tell Song Zishu that your biggest advantage now is your appearance and youth. It would be really offensive and not pleasant to say so.If one gets it wrong, no matter how good one is, the other party will hate it.The roundabout reminder is the care of the senior, and it is only because he really likes her that he will consider her future worries.

Song Zishu is too young, she is really a child to Gong Yoo, if the age gap is too large, nature will become a teacher, and the depth of love will be far-reaching for her.What belongs to Song Zishu's profoundness is that a beauty will eventually turn into a bone, and what can be held in her hands to accompany her through the years to come is not her appearance or even a man, but her hard work now, and she has time to establish herself. Actor fame for eating.With this label, she can be respected by others in ten, twenty, or even the second half of her life, and she can always be praised by others.

This is a girl who was raised and raised, and only a girl who was raised and raised can have such arrogance.If one day, reality slapped her across the face, causing her to fall to the ground and never get up again.Kong Yoo just thought about it and felt distressed. How could such a girl be praised for half her life, how could she accept that she fell from the clouds and disappeared from everyone.

He likes her arrogance, he likes it, so he wants to protect her, he wants to erect a high wall in front of her, and let that day come as late as possible.

The wind blows across the lawn and bends the grass, while blowing through the flower branches can only make the flowers tremble slightly. Only when one's roots are deep enough can one have the strength to resist the strong wind.This is Gong Yoo's way of life, which belongs to his tenacity and strength.He wanted to teach that girl, you have to be strong, you shouldn't avoid me if you are strong, a strong person will obey your heart, if you like it, you like it, there is nothing you can't admit if you like it, and there is no need to dodge it.

But what he didn't expect was that Song Zishu's situation was quite special. Her roots didn't even penetrate the lawn, floating above the floating soil, and she had no plan to take root at all.

Song Zishu looked at her hands. These were hands that could be used as hand models. They were beautiful, soft, fair, and smooth. She could find a bunch of words, a bunch of beautiful words stacked on these hands, but this was not her This is her hand too, sooner or later it will not be her hand.

Since sooner or later it will not be her hand, then she...

"I like you."

Gong Yoo opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a blue sky in front of him. The girl under the sky was squatting beside him, looking down at him, the panic in his eyes could still be seen faintly, but the smile on his face was unreal .

"I like you, I liked you a long time ago." Song Zishu hugged her legs, put her chin on her knees, and said to Gong Yoo, "I like you, and you like me too, let's be together."

Kong Yoo was stunned, and he suppressed the slightest surprise. That is not something to be happy about. If Song Zishu said this to him with his current attitude, it would definitely not be something to be happy about.It's not even as good as when the child was hiding from him. He never worried about her hiding from him, because she couldn't keep hiding.Correspondingly, her hiding means that his existence means a lot to her, and that's the reason why she can't get close.That was a good thing, her dodging was a good thing for him.

So is this confession a bad thing now?

Gong Yoo is not sure, what he can be sure of is that his little girl is afraid, he doesn't know what she is afraid of, but she is afraid.

Under the blue sky, in front of the flowers and trees, Kong Yoo opened his arms and responded to her confession with his chest. The little girl who confessed threw herself into his arms, and wanted to kiss him when she raised her head, but he pressed her head against her chest. The palm of the hand ran down the back of the head to comfort the baby in his arms.The strength is not light or heavy, and it doesn't have any color that would appear in close contact. It is purely soothing, comforting the child who thinks he is calm, but can't hide his panic in his eyes.

Song Zishu struggled twice when she was hugged, the palms on her back were too warm, the afternoon sun was so comfortable, and the pads under her body were also very comfortable, she was so comfortable that she was patted down, and lay obediently on his chest .She lay on his chest, with her ears pressed against his chest, listening to the beating of her heart, whether it was hers or his, it was beating a little fast, not hurried, just a little fast.

Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang.

There is a faint smell of tobacco on the tip of his nose. He doesn't have perfume on him, but she wears perfume. It smells sweet and fruity, and the fruity smell is very good, and the tobacco is a bit dry.

Why is she avoiding this man?Why are you here?This person is so comfortable to hold, with thick chest muscles, and it can bounce back when you stretch out your hand. Why does she hide?

Song Zishu rubbed his chest, put her arm across her waist from the lower abdomen, hugged her flesh pad tightly, and was really curious, "Why am I avoiding you?"

Gong Yoo let out a muffled laugh, his chest trembled, he stroked her head and answered her, "Because you like me."

"I like you, why do I hide from you?" Song Zishu was not the same as the one who messed around with her before, and instead asked the person who was hidden.

Gong Yoo, who has a very good temper, told her along her back, "Maybe it's because I'm my first love."

Song Zishu raised his head, his eyes were full of surprise, and his eyes widened, "I am your first love?!" How is that possible!

Gong Yoo pressed the back of her head and pushed the person back, telling the little girl not to think about the impossible. What he said was "I am your first love." Song Zishu, who wanted to look up again, was pressed on the meat pad again, and reached out to grope up , was caught by him and kissed against the back of his hand, repeating "I am your first love."

Song Zishu wrinkled her face and stared at the slightly raised dot caused by her pressing the clothes, wondering if she should refute, first love or something, dreaming?Don't tell others, it's not like he doesn't know Jin Caiyu, so where did he get his first love?

Pressing her head with one hand and pinching her palm with the other, Gong Yoo, who has 'toys' in both hands, looked at the sky and said to the children, "According to your attitude in playing games, you may not really like anyone, that kind is not because of good looks." , handsome, interesting, nothing on the bright side, purely because that person is that person, because he is him, he is not someone else, so I like it.”

"First love..." Gong Yoo sighed with a smile, and patted her on the head. "First love is all the tricks you know are useless. Even if they are useful, you can't use them on the other party. You are afraid that if you do too much, you will make me uncomfortable." I like it, but I'm also afraid that if I don't do anything, I won't like it. You dare not approach because you are worried that you are not good enough, and you hide from me because I am so good that you don't know what to do, so you can only hide. "

Song Zishu stared at that point for a long time, couldn't help poking it with his hands, and was immediately punished on the back of the head, and laughed all at once, "Is it a good thing for you to avoid me?"

"At least it's not a bad thing." Gong Yoo, who was beaten and rubbed, said, "You said, I'm very important. I'm important, so I can't be too serious. It's not a bad thing at all."

"Then what if I keep hiding?"

"You can't hide forever."

"Even if I hide for only one year, that's long enough."

"It's only been a year, and I still have some patience."

Zhao Yincheng's face suddenly appeared in his mind, Song Zishu turned his head and threw the person out, pulled back the hand held by him, wrapped his arms around his waist and tightened his arms, she didn't care, she liked this person, she didn't have time, she didn't want to listen Those ones.

Kong Yoo felt the strength in her waist and asked her what's wrong, Song Zishu burrowed into his arms, Kong Yoo's upper body trembled when he smiled, and Song Zishu who was close to him also trembled, the two hugged and laughed for a long time, Kong Yoo Pat her on the back to indicate that she can get up, they still have nothing to do.

"what?"

"About the script."

Song Zishu straightened up and stared at Kong Yoo in disbelief, "I confessed to you, confessed, confessed!"

Gong Yoo put his hand on her cheek and said with a smile, "I got it."

Who wants to hear 'received', Song Zishu glared at him, "I confess! We are together! You and I, we, are in love!"

Gong Yoo raised his body with his elbows and said that he was very happy, but Song Zishu couldn't see how happy he was at all, he couldn't be more calm, okay? !How can he be like this, she confessed, and his response after she confessed is that we still have to modify the script?Be sick!

"Do you really like me?"

"Like it."

"How can you like it so much!"

"How should I like it?"

Gong Yoo pinched her face, with an attitude that if she could tell, he could do it, which made Song Zishu angry and even more depressed.What are you doing? !Is it just her little heart pounding?Although she didn't jump a few times, she jumped bang bang!Just jump!How could he still be in the mood to care about any script?Is it human?Is this what a boyfriend who has just taken office for 10 minutes should do? !

Gong Yoo, who was amused by her changing expression, pressed her head and rubbed it, straightened up and hooked her waist with one hand, and took her tablet with the other, brought the tablet over, and the little girl hugged her Set it up, surround people, open the tablet in a new boyfriend posture, and tell the little girl that it's time to work.

Song Zishu laughed angrily, he's tall at work!When he slapped the tablet, he remembered that Gong Yoo could hold her down with one hand, and poke her face left and right with the other hand, which made her even angrier.He slammed his head and wanted to fight him to the death, but he didn't start the fight but was pinched by the back of the neck, his soft flesh was pinched, and he begged for mercy at the speed of light.

The coquettish and coquettish Song Zishu hugged his arms in his arms, pressed against his soft chest, delicately and softly trying to take the route of overcoming rigidity with softness, because rigidity is no match for others.She sat between his legs, leaned in his arms, hugged his arms, and acted softly.

The little girl who was talking about herself didn’t realize that the eyes of the person above her head were getting darker. That’s a man, a man who likes her, even if that man asks her to work within 10 minutes under the title of boyfriend, he’s still a man .

The man gags her mouth and seals it with a kiss.

Gong Yoo's kiss is very special.

His lips were pressed against hers, not moving, as if to make sure she didn't hate him for doing that.Song Zishu closed his eyes and responded silently, and opened his mouth slightly to welcome his invasion.He didn't invade, licked his lips with the soft tip of his tongue, tasted the taste of lipstick, and sucked his upper lip.He never invaded, invaded deeper, only focused on his lips.It felt a little strange, and Song Zishu opened his eyes strangely.

Gong Yoo's eyes were closed, his left arm was around her waist, his right hand was pressed against her side face, and he kissed intently.

Song Zishu waited for a while, but he still didn't wait for the lips and tongue to entwine, and flicked his tongue tentatively, but he pushed it back, pushed it back? ? ?

Song Zishu's whole body is not well, Kong Yo put her lower lip in his mouth and let out a muffled laugh, let go of her, and turned into a big laugh, laughing and swaying back and forth with his arms around her, Song Zishu's soul was about to go out of his body, this dammit …

"Where is the machine?"

"...?"

"The moving line of the machine, where was the moving line of the machine when I kissed you?"

"...I...fuck?!"

Gong Yoo pinched her chin and nodded, "Don't swear."

Song Zishu immediately uttered a curse word and "Are you sick!"

Gong Yoo, who felt like he wanted to kiss her, held her back before Song Zishu wanted to hide, but instead of kissing her, he bit her lip. It wasn't heavy, but it wasn't light, enough to make Song Zishu Feel the force but no pain.Song Zishu slapped him on the back, it was super loud and absolutely painful, the painful Gong Yoo took a light breath, Song Zishu who hit him was frightened, froze and dared not move, Gong Yoo smiled and squinted his eyes and moved over Kiss her, this time a peck.

"We have ground rules to follow."

"..."

"Work is work, love is love, okay?"

Song Zishu refused without even thinking about it, "How can it be so clear!" I thought that Kong Yoo would start a long speech to describe to her in detail, what method he could use to distinguish clearly, but Gong Yoo said that there is really no way to distinguish clearly, and he will tell her in one go. Emboldened, "Let me just say it, I couldn't tell the difference!"

Gong Yoo nodded again to affirm her and said, "That's right."

Song Zishu raised his head, "It was originally!"

Gong Yoo, who supported her arm to lift her up, got up, bent down and picked up her tablet, script, and his mobile phone, and then reached out to Song Zishu, waiting for her hand to rest on his palm, holding Song Zishu's hand. Hands lead her back.Song Zishu asked him where he was going, Gong Yoo smiled and said, go to a place that can be clearly distinguished.

Where can it be clearly distinguished?The private room of Song Zishu and others before.

Song Zishu didn't know what to distinguish here, so Kong Yoo pushed her to sit on the side, walked to the opposite side of the table, put down the things on his hands and sat opposite her, tapped the table with his fingers and said that there was this barrier. So, don't get too close, treat it as a conference table, and you can do things.

Song Zishu couldn't believe that this kind of drama, which was more ridiculous than deception, came out of Kong Yoo's mouth. He stared at Kong Yoo with genuine curiosity, "Are you serious?"

"It's not very useful. It's just me and you. My concentration is not enough." Kong Yoo was a little distressed, looking at Song Zishu's eyes with a smile, "But there is no way, I don't want others to be around, others are around." , I can’t kiss you anymore.”

Song Zishu rolled his eyes to the sky, "What kind of kiss are you, who kisses like you, what kind of machine track, you have something wrong!"

"I seem to be a little bit wrong, too impatient." Gong Yoo sighed with a smile, opened her tablet and pushed it towards her, "I should tell you when you confess, wait a little longer, be patient and don't worry. You should Touch your head when you close your eyes and tell you that it is outdoors, even if the store is safe, you should be careful. You should also know when to do things, even if you can't help it, I should hold it back Yes, I should hold back."

"I should hold back. I should hold back kisses, hugs, and physical contact. Even if you are in front of me and tell me that you like me, I should hold back. Even if your fragrance floats over, your smile So beautiful, your eyes look at me, I should hold back. Even if I fall into the river, even if you become the river, I should hold back. I should hold back, you can do what you want, I must We have to be patient, so that our pace can be harmonious."

"I should hold back."

Gong Yoo shook his head and smiled bitterly, pressed the service bell and said to Song Zishu, "Unfortunately, I don't seem to be able to bear it as much as I imagined. You are too attractive, and I am just a man, sorry."

Song Zi shrugged her shoulders and attacked with such blunt sweet words. These words are actually nothing, really nothing, but she was poked, and her heartbeat was more than twice as fast as when she confessed before.How could it not be poked, such a powerful person told her, facing you, I