"Zheng Haoxi, come here," I called him over with a serious face, "You can try it yourself later."

His face was full of confusion, so he glanced at my computer and understood: "Isn't this something from our concert tickets?"

If you look at yourself, you can tell that you have never bought a concert ticket yourself.

Also "that something", although I haven't bought it, cough...

"One time ago, when my agent took me on a trip, the car stopped by the side of the road and saw a little girl who couldn't help crying." I shifted my position and watched him browse the web bit by bit. , "She said 'Oh, I didn't grab our Oppa's concert tickets...'"

I recalled that day, learning in style.

"Ah, it's cute." Zheng Haoxi held my face and kissed it fiercely, then turned back to look at the computer, "Speaking of which, I really don't have such experience." So, he also decided to give it a try. Grab your concert tickets now.

"Our home internet speed is okay," I encouraged him, leaning on his shoulders, "As long as your speed is fast, please hurry up."

I had an optimistic and confident face, and Zheng Haoxi was also coaxed by me to have an optimistic and confident face.

When it came time for the two confident people to really grab tickets, they were hit hard.

"... "

"... "

The two of us spread out on the sofa, looking hopeless.

"You said we clearly clicked in," I recalled the scene just now, "Why did it get stuck when we reached the payment page?"

I covered my face with the pillow, and Zheng Haoxi took it off again and put it aside.

"Maybe the computer is broken?" He also kept guessing there, "Or is our internet speed not fast?"

Seeing that I took out another pillow, he continued to take it away and put it aside.

"Haoxi, give me a pillow." I leaned towards him, rubbing, "Pillow."

You took it all away, I want a hug too.

"Hold me," he hugged me with one hand, put his laptop on his lap with the other, and opened YouTube, "Look at our bts rea~

I can see that he is super proficient in searching for relevant keywords. It seems that he has really seen it more than once or twice.

"Yoho... jhopexi~ You are quite skilled in operation," I teased him, "Look at this and this."

I saw a rea ​​where a group of female students watched their mv, and when I clicked on it, a group of super excited little girls screamed excitedly all the time.

I couldn't help laughing when I saw it, but Zheng Haoxi looked a little majestic and kept covering his mouth.

"Eh... I haven't seen this kind of stuff much." He was a little embarrassed, "Why are you smiling so happily?"

When he saw me smiling like this, he couldn't help but laugh too, his face full of helplessness.

"This kind of rea is interesting." I seemed to have discovered a new world, "Let's take a look at this flip."

I didn't expect much at first, but it turned out that the dance was very good.

Although they are all girls, their strength is in place.

"What is this, NCT's rea for this?" I flipped through the video list, "A few days ago when we filmed a juice commercial, did you still cooperate?" "Huh? Then why didn't you tell me?" He narrowed his eyes , looking at me, "Yin Canxi?"

"Why?" As soon as he called my full name, I felt weird, pretending to be aggressive, "Why didn't you ask me?"

"Is this basically okay?" He was also aggressive, "Also, don't get too close to those brothers in the future, the relationship is too good."

"Have it?"

I thought about it.

"Have."

He squeezed my hand hard, like punishment.

"It hurts!"

I felt pain, retracted my hands, and stared at him.

After thinking about it, I pretended to cry.

"I was wrong."

He approached and was pushed there by my feet.

"There will be domestic violence."

I didn't let him approach, pretending to be pitiful, "Break ties with you for 10 minutes."

"I was wrong, Can." He seemed to feel that he really hurt me, with guilt on his face, and wanted to get closer, but was pressed there by my feet, "Let me take a look."

"No," I looked hurt, picked up the pillow he took aside and leaned against my back, another pillow covered my face, "Let me be quiet."

Yes, and then I fell asleep with my eyes closed.

He thought that I really wanted him not to disturb me, and sat down on the carpet below, leaning against the edge of the sofa and watching me quietly.

I slept all afternoon and looked at me all afternoon.

When I woke up, he was leaning against it and fell asleep.

in an uncomfortable position.

When I saw this, I felt very distressed.

"Yeah, if you're sleepy, go to bed, wouldn't it be nice?" I pushed him to wake him up, "Hurry up."

He started slowly, but when he woke up and saw me looking at him, he smiled to himself.

"If you want to sleep, go up there."

I said it again.

"My back hurts."

He looked super uncomfortable, clutching his waist.

"Then why don't you lie on your stomach quickly," I got up in fright and helped him onto the sofa, letting him sleep on his stomach. "Then what should we do now? Let's go to the hospital?" If it hurts, don't rush for treatment.

"You rub it for me."

He said something in a muffled voice, and I couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Where is there?" I was nervous, and I lifted his clothes to expose his back, "Here?"

I touched his back, poked him casually, and saw him tremble.

"Yeah, it's here."

He nodded.

I don't know how to massage, and I don't know how to press it, for fear of hurting him.

"No, let's go to the hospital," I patted him, "get up."

It’s okay to feel a little uncomfortable, and it’s almost the end of the year, so it’s even worse.

"Oh," he turned over and looked at me, "I was joking."

"No," I stretched out my hand, "I'll pull you."

He stretched out his hand, pulled me hard, and fell down on the sofa with him.

"What are you doing?" I pushed him, "Let's go, go for a massage instead of going to the hospital."

"I'm fine," he smiled, "you just lied to me."

"Who lied to you?" I said seriously, "I was really hurt by you."

"..." Mr. Zheng was a little embarrassed at the moment, "I was wrong."

"It's okay for me to forgive you," I played with his hair, "accompany me to acupuncture."

Treat you well.

"Acupuncture?!" Zheng Haoxi, a coward, was full of horror, "Didn't you just talk about massage?"

"Then go for cupping?" I put his hand on my face and looked at him eagerly, "If it doesn't work, let's put some blood? What about moxibustion?"

"... "

He fell completely silent and looked at me.

"Zheng Haoxi, will you accompany me? Acupuncture?"

I looked at him expectantly.

"Acupuncture?"

He took a deep breath and looked at me, as if he couldn't refuse.

"Hmm~" I looked at him coquettishly, "Will Haoxi Ouba go?"

He seemed shocked for a moment, and then looked at me for a long time.

"What are you doing? Are you in a daze?" I shook him, "Shall we go?"

"This is the first time you call me Ouba," he said with a full of emotion and earnest expression, "Ouba will accompany us wherever Can'er wants to go."

"Cut," I pushed my nose to my face, I immediately got up and looked down at him, "Then why don't you get up in a hurry?"

...

I took him to acupuncture.

I asked the old doctor to check his whole body, and basically "punched" all the places that should be "punched".

I pierced my ears.

Jung Ho-seok's frightened face made me laugh.

But after the acupuncture, this guy kept saying that his body really didn't hurt at all.

It seems that I will bring us "Ouba" to this kind of place to relieve the body more in the future.

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