[Entertainment BTS] 100 confessions and 99 rejections

I found that I may really be restless.

Every time I get tired from filming, I want to take a rest, and I will take a long time to take another film.

But when I am really free, I start to feel that life is so boring.

Of course, the main reason is that no one is with me.

They are all so busy.

"My mother said you couldn't finish wearing all the clothes you bought her."

When I picked up Jung Ho-seok from get off work, he complained to me there.

"It's ready to wear." I glanced at him, not with an unhappy expression, "You don't have to worry about her, and I bought a lot for my mother."

"Hi sister," Taehyung and Jungkook also got into the car, and greeted me obediently.

"How are you guys?" I smiled, "When I get back, my sister will prepare something delicious for you to eat."

"My sister also bought clothes for my mother before." Jungkook smiled embarrassedly when he heard Haoxi talking to me just now, "Mom likes it very much."

"It's fine if you like it," I said sadly, "Look at the unemployed young women like me, besides lying dead at home, or going out to buy clothes and keep fit, what else can I do?"

"How much misunderstanding do you have about the unemployed young women?" Haoxi complained, "You just can't sit still."

"So this is not going to take you home, let me go back to work and cook," I shrugged and started the car, "Do you want biscuits? I bought an oven and made it myself."

I took the paper bag out of my bag and threw it behind me.

"Wow, sister is so virtuous," Taehyung is super good at complimenting others, but the key is that he is so obedient when he smiles.

He and Jungkook ate one piece after another.

"Brother, didn't you say that you often cook at home?" Jungkook suddenly raised his head and said something.

"Ah?" Mr. Zheng who was sitting next to him was stunned for a moment.

"Because our hope sir is very tired after practicing today." I laughed and touched Haoxi's hand, "Why are your hands so cold?"

"Oh? I forgot to put on my coat after sweating just now." He froze for a moment, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Hey Yigu, we still care about me."

"That's not necessary," I handed him another bag of juice, "I can't lose my role as an unemployed young woman."

"vomit…"

The two in the backseat who couldn't accept the way the two of us got along were in that crazy nausea.

It was as if he wanted to spit out the biscuits he just ate.

When they got home, Haoxi first showed them around.

I was back in the kitchen working on my seafood pasta alone.

Because I was afraid that there would not be enough of them, I made a little too much.

The final problem is that the saltiness and lightness are not well adjusted.

"Haoxi, come and help me." I called him pitifully in the kitchen, and then I remembered that there was a guest today, so I pretended to be stubborn, "Haoxi Zheng, come here!"

"What's the matter?" He was called over by me as I wished, after tasting it himself, he gave me a slightly dark look, and added various seasonings by himself.

"Our older brother didn't know how to cook at first, but he was trained by his sister to be able to cook," Taehyung sighed with his arms around Jungkook, "My sister is really amazing."

"Otherwise," I pretended to be proud, "what if the family doesn't know how to cook, there must be someone who can do it."

"The key is that my brother doesn't do it in the dormitory." Jungkook started to eat the snacks at our house, while relentlessly complaining about his brother, "At the same time, he adjusts the saltiness here like a master."

"Hey! You can't take Brother Zhen's place!" Zheng Haoxi began to jump, "Ah, it's almost there, it can be served."

Don't forget to calmly judge whether the taste is in place.

"Okay," I laughed, "wash your hands, you can eat now."

Haoxi and I handed each other a bowl of noodles.

Take out all the side dishes that Zheng Haoxi brought from home a few days ago.

After Taehyung and Jungkook washed their hands, the two brothers came over to look at the table and sighed there.

"Food at home, dinner at home," they looked super happy.

"Isn't this combination a little strange?" I complained to myself, "Don't patronize noodles later, I also asked Haoxi to cook miso soup."

"Dafa," they both smiled, "I'm starting."

After eating, there was really no one to chat with.

But I want to chat, and there is no way to open the topic.

"Why don't you eat?" Zheng Haoxi asked when he looked up and saw that I was staring blankly at them eating.

"The children are really hungry," I sighed, "I didn't even see them raise their heads."

"That's how they eat," he laughed all of a sudden, "you know that, if you go on a schedule, you won't know when the next meal will be after one meal."

"That's right," I thought about it, "I could feel it before."

"Feeling bored?"

He laughed at me and pinched my face.

"No, no, no," I saw Taehyung and Jungkook raised their faces, looked at me eagerly, and immediately shook their heads, "Keep eating, keep eating."

"Hahaha," Zheng Haoxi was amused by me, "We are really cute."

"What are you laughing at?" I turned to him, "what's so funny, I know I'm cute."

"..." He was speechless, "Can you let me say a few words along your lines?"

"No," I began to eat honestly, "I can do this kind of thing myself."

"Brother," Taehyung who had been eating quietly looked at us, "You still don't know who I am, Sister Can'er."

"That's right," Jungkook agreed.

"That's right," Haoxi covered his face, "She seems to be like this all the time."

"Where is it?" I wondered.

"Beautiful, generous, kind, cute, down-to-earth and sincere..."

His long series of breathless words stunned his two foodie brothers, and their eyes were full of admiration.

"Hmm," I pretended to be arrogant, "I know enough... Poof..."

I couldn't help laughing myself by the end.

"It's all tempered," Haoxi looked at his two younger brothers, full of meaning.

His two younger brothers nodded half-understanding, they even forgot to eat the noodles.

"How did brother like sister?" Taehyung asked.

"It's just that she smiled at me." I thought he would say something deep in the routine, but he just said a few very simple words, "When I first saw him, he said that the dancing boy was very handsome."

"That's why he thinks I like him," I shrugged. "Look at him, that's what's called a desperate sense of self-confidence."

"Brother, this is just a daily communication language." Lian Yingnai could tell, "So the first confession was very tragic."

"No." Haoxi scratched his head, "Our family Can is soft-hearted and very euphemistic."

"So this became the motivation for you to come back again and again and never give up?" I understood, "So children, when rejecting others, you must be straightforward, and you must not leave room for others' imagination!"

After speaking, they nodded first, then looked at me strangely.

I turned to look at Mr. Zheng's expression.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that everyone was looking at his color, he smiled, "That's right."

"Teach students according to their aptitude," said my dog, "you can try to refuse if you feel a little bit, and see if she will come to you again."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Mr. Zheng nodded in agreement no matter what I said, and then he realized it and looked at me suspiciously, "Is it right for you to teach like this?"

"I don't know," I replied straightforwardly, "Oh, don't worry, we'll see the situation."

"..." The two younger brothers were dumbfounded.

"Well, I think I'm teaching the kids badly." I covered my face, and after regaining my composure, I looked at them seriously, "Forget what I just said, I just said it casually."

I really need to change this problem.

"..." The two younger brothers were dumbfounded again.

"Are you saying that if we have a child in the future, will I teach you arbitrarily?" I was curious, so I asked Mr. Zheng who was still eating.

"No," he thought carefully, "We can teach them slowly and teach them our good things."

"That's right," I nodded, "I have to learn better after that."

"You're fine," he patted my head and continued to eat.

I also nodded myself, only to find that the two on the opposite side had stopped eating and were looking at me there.

"Have you eaten enough?" I asked.

"No," Jungkook swallowed, "ah, sister, please give me miso soup."

"Soup...soup?" Zheng Haoxi and I looked at each other.

"Shit!" Zheng Haoxi swears rarely, and ran towards the kitchen.

Ok.

The miso soup is undrinkable.

Even Zheng Haoxi can't be rescued, so what can I do.

I fried them some sausage luncheon meat, and they tasted pretty good.

"What should I do?" I looked at myself and felt embarrassed, "Do I have to take a class in the School of Cooking?"

"No need," Zheng Haoxi was also full of grief, but he still tried to comfort me, "It's my fault."

He must have felt ashamed and humiliated in front of his brother.

"What should we do, we are so stupid."

I hugged Jung Ho Suk and watched Taehyung and Jungkook fake crying there.

I seem to be able to foresee what our future will look like.

Crying and chirping.

The author has something to say: You guys really laughed me to death hahaha why are you so cute 233333333

And this kind of driving thing, I'm really very secretive, hahahaha