[Entertainment] Come to the bowl

After the meal, WINNER's manager drove Papa Song back.

Before leaving, Father Song rolled down the car window, poked his head out and said excitedly: "Yilin, you must come to play at home when you have time."

Nan Zhi first glanced at Song Minhao with a smile, then sweetly agreed, and then Papa Song put down the car window and left contentedly.

After Papa Song left, Song Minhao insisted on sending Nan Zhi back to the dormitory, but she pretended to decline a few times, and then complied in a contrived manner.

The night was falling, and there were no people on the street anymore. The moonlight streamed down quietly like flowing water, and the cool breeze blew gently.

The handsome and tall boy and the slender girl walked slowly side by side, and their hands hanging by their sides touched each other from time to time.

Song Minhao only felt that the place where the two people's skin touched seemed to draw a pinch of hot little flames, which directly heated up to the bottom of his heart.

He sneaked a glance at the girl beside him, her profile was exquisite, her white skin was delicate and radiant, like the only orchid he had carefully raised.

Looking further down was the girl's soft lips, and the black mask hung on her delicate jaw, making her lips even more rosy, as if it was his favorite watermelon flavor.

Song Minho!

What are you thinking!

The boy bit his lip in frustration, then shook his head, as if trying to get some unspeakable thoughts out of his mind.

His gaze was so intense, how could Nan Zhi not be able to feel it, she deliberately licked her lips, and then squeezed them lightly, her apparently purest appearance revealed a faint beauty at this moment.

After a while, Song Minhao's mood calmed down.

He suddenly desperately wished that this road could be longer, longer...

In this way, he will spend more time with Yilin, more...

Nan Zhi also hoped that this road could be longer, after all, the notification sound of increasing favorability almost never stopped along the way.

I don't know when will be the next time we meet!

Just when the two of them were immersed in their own thoughts, suddenly a teenager stepped on a skateboard and swished past Nan Zhi, almost knocking her down.

Thanks to Song Minhao's sharp eyesight and quick hands grabbing Nan Zhi's wrist, she was saved from a fall.

If it was scratched, Nan Zhi would not be able to explain to her manager tomorrow.

If the agent knew that she had slipped out, she would probably have to be upgraded from a key observation target to a key confinement target.

Song Minho looked at the back of the skateboard boy, and suddenly felt an unknown fire in his heart.

Not even an apology!

What kind of skateboarding in the middle of the night, what if his Yilin gets hurt!

I don't know when Nan Zhi has changed from Yilin to his Yilin.

The boy on the skateboard gradually went away, Song Minho quickly turned around, wrapped his hands around Nan Zhi's shoulders, and inspected carefully, seeing that she seemed to be fine, he was relieved.

When his eyes caught the girl's loose shoelaces, he smiled helplessly, squatted down slowly, with a smile on his lips, and tied her shoelaces seriously.

Looking up, you can see the girl's fair and delicate calves. The light moonlight seems to cast a milky white halo on them, which looks extraordinarily attractive.

Her whole body seemed to smell of sweet milk.

System: "Ding! Song Minho's current favorability: 70"

Looking at the top of the boy's head, Nan Zhi was suddenly a little curious.

I don't know if the board is tight or not?

She reached out her plain white hand and touched his extremely short hair lightly.

It may be because his hair is very soft, not only does it not prick you, but it even feels fluffy.

Nan Zhi laughed all of a sudden, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, charming and seductive.

When the girl's hand lightly touched the top of his head, Song Minho's heart tightened, and his throat became more and more dry.

Yerin!

Men's heads can't be touched!

Will be excited!

After tying his shoelaces, Song Minho raised his head and met Nan Zhi's crooked smiling eyes. He coughed lightly, stood up, and said, "Okay, let's go."

After finishing speaking, he naturally took Nan Zhi's hand and walked forward.

No matter how long the road is, there is an end, and GFriend's dormitory will arrive soon.

The two stood still under the streetlight in front of the apartment. Song Minhao looked at Nan Zhi, as if he wanted to say something, hesitated for a moment, but only choked out a dry goodbye.

After Nan Zhi responded, she turned and walked into the apartment without hesitation, but she was silently counting down in her heart.

5...4...3...

"Yirin!"

Song Minho who was standing under the streetlight suddenly called out to her.

System: "Young man! Only three numbers have been checked!"

Nan Zhi who was standing on the steps curled her lips, turned around slowly, and looked at him suspiciously.

The girl's suet jade-like skin shone with a pale golden luster under the dim street lamps, and her black hair, which was neatly pinned behind her ears, was gently lifted by the breeze, which was astonishingly beautiful.

I don't know if it's because the dim street lights are too ambiguous, or because the affection has already taken root in the young man's heart.

Song Minhao seemed to have made up his mind, and walked up to Nan Zhi step by step, and stood still under the steps.

"If... if I win the final, would you be my girlfriend?"

The boy pretended to be calm and said, closing his eyes and not daring to look at her, but secretly clenched the corner of his clothes with the hand hanging by his side.

The dim light shone on the boy's body, stretching his shadow long and thin, making him look a bit lonely.

"No."

Nan Zhi said calmly.

"Ah! I was too abrupt! Yilin..."

Song Minho's eyes dimmed all of a sudden, the loneliness in his eyes could not be concealed, and he spoke incoherently.

It turned out that she didn't like him!

It was as if thousands of needles had penetrated deeply into his atrium, and dense pain surged up all of a sudden.

"Don't you want me if you lose?"

After a while, Nan Zhi said with a light smile.

The eyebrows and eyes are curved like crescent moons, and the red lips are slightly hooked, bright and sweet.

Hearing this, Song Minho suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with unbelievable joy.

"I want you! I want you! I want you whether I win or lose!"

Excitedly, Song Minho pulled Yilin into his arms and hugged her tightly, the corners of his mouth raised high.

Nan Zhi tiptoed against his arms and gently rubbed against him, a smile appeared on her lips.

The two lingered for a while, Nan Zhi kissed him lightly on the forehead, and then went upstairs.

Song Minho raised his hand and gently touched the place where she kissed, smiled foolishly, jumped on the spot happily a few times, and then walked away.

In the blink of an eye, it's time for the finals of Give Me Money 4, because GFriend's schedule is too full, and the manager's attention is tight, so Nan Zhi can't go to the scene to support her male ticket.

Although there is no way to go to the scene, the live broadcast can still be watched.

Taking advantage of the standby time, Nan Zhi sneaked to the bathroom and watched LIVE on her phone.

Maybe it's because Song Minho has already proven his strength, winning or losing is not so important to him anymore.

Nan Zhi felt that his boy ticket was super relaxed, and he was simply enjoying the stage.

When he sang "okeydokey" with zico, there was a big problem with the sound, but he still didn't change his face and finished the stage with a calm demeanor.

Explosive international long-distance calls for her male ticket!

The song sung in the second round was not produced by Zico, but the feelings he really wanted to convey to the fans through the song.

Although Song Minhao lost in the end, in Nan Zhi's heart he won.

He proved that he is not an idol without strength, and also proved that his strength is no worse than any underground rapper.

After the game, Nan Zhi immediately called Song Minhao.

"Our Oppa did a great job!"

Nan Zhi said sweetly.

"But I'm still in a bad mood, what should I do?"

Song Minhao said pretending to be distressed, but actually hearing Nan Zhi's soft voice, the corners of his mouth were already grinning to the horizon.

"Then let me praise our Oppa!"

Nan Zhi actually could hear the smile in Song Minhao's voice, and couldn't help but want to play tricks on him.

"Okay!"

Song Minho said excitedly holding the phone.

"Well...my boyfriend invented the first carbonated water personal technology of domestic idols"

"My boyfriend is very good-looking, but unfortunately he is a fool."

"My boyfriend has a big misunderstanding about acting like a baby."

"My boyfriend is still the leader of the idiot world in the village."

Every time Nan Zhi said a word, there was another black line on Song Minhao's forehead on the other end of the phone.

"Ah! Zheng Yilin!"

Song Minho feigned anger on the other end of the phone.

"Well, I'm here!"

Nan Zhi responded with a grin.

After the two got together, Nan Zhi successfully unlocked the skill of mouth cannon. Song Minhao was pissed off by her every time, but as long as she kissed him on the chin a few times, his heart would soften .

What can I do for such an annoying little fairy other than pampering her!

"But I just love Song Minho like this! What can I do!"

Holding the phone in her hands, Nan Zhi spoke slowly, her voice full of affection.

"Me too, I love you very much!"

Facing the phone, Song Minho said sincerely and solemnly.

Falling in love is so sweet!

As if dyed with freshly picked honey, the sweetness reaches people's hearts.

The two of them switched from flirting mode to greasy mode all of a sudden, and they chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.

Nan Zhi glanced at her watch and trotted all the way back to the waiting room. Luckily, her manager hadn't come back to talk about the advertisement, so she was relieved.