After a simple meal at noon, the two of us nestled on the sofa again, not planning to go anywhere.

I looked at my script, he wrote his song, hummed a few words.

When you are tired, make a cup of coffee and continue watching.

Unknowingly, the two were busy with their respective affairs until the evening, forgetting that they were recording this matter.

"Go out to eat?" I looked at my watch and stretched myself, "You can go to the supermarket and bring something back after eating."

There is not enough food at home.

"Okay," he was still busy, without looking up, he reached out to stroke my hair, "Give me another half an hour, okay? I'll tidy things up."

He pointed to a pile of notes in his notebook.

"Okay, I can give you another 40 minutes," I got up and cleaned up the things on the coffee table, "I can slowly choose clothes and put on makeup."

I'm just going out to eat, but I want to do something a little bit better.

I stood on the coat rack looking at it for a long time, then ran out and tilted my head and asked him, "Do you want to wear the couple clothes you bought last time?"

"Huh?" He raised his head, pursed his lips, and thought for a while, "Is it the black one?"

"Hmm," I asked, he seemed to be more sensitive in terms of fashion, "How about it? That dress?"

"Okay," he nodded and smiled, "You look good in anything."

"I know, okay," I said cheekily, and went back to the room to change into a black dress that matched his black windbreaker, put on makeup, and curled my hair.

I suddenly thought of something, went back to the living room a little dejected, and stood in front of him: "Suddenly I remembered, the two of us just went to the supermarket for a meal."

It's too exaggerated to wear like this.

"What?" He raised his head in some unknown situation, looked at me and laughed again, and said, "It seems a little bit."

"I'm going to change it," I was a little unhappy, I really want to wear this skirt today.

"Then don't go to the supermarket today," he suggested behind his back, "finish in a higher-end restaurant and go to a movie, like ordinary people."

"Really?" I sat back next to him, a little happy, but worried, "What if there is no food at home?"

"I'll go shopping tomorrow morning." He seemed to be getting better and packed up his things. "Come back and write a list. I'll go shopping tomorrow."

"Okay," then I can sleep longer tomorrow, "Hurry up, I'm ready."

I pushed him who walked slowly.

The two of us haven't been shopping for a long time, he was too busy a while ago.

Maybe it is because of that that I have such a leisurely time with me now.

The two of us went to a private restaurant run by Senior Kim Taehyung, which looked very high-end.

This time there was no queue or anything, I went straight into the restaurant and sat in an inconspicuous corner.

Maybe I thought it was too interesting for me to look at the menu excitedly. He took several pictures there, and I cooperated with him to take a few more pictures.

He always eats a lot, and today I also eat a lot, a steak and a small dessert.

The two of us left the restaurant after a quiet dinner and went to the nearest cinema.

"Have the two of us ever been to a movie theater?" I looked at the somewhat unfamiliar ticket window and couldn't help asking, "No, or I forgot."

"The trip to Busan," he seemed to remember, "I still want to come here when I was in love, and I was really scared the second time."

I suddenly nodded, anyway, not many come.

We never dared to stay more than 30 minutes in such a densely populated place.

It seems to work now.

The two of us sat in the waiting position, surrounded by people taking pictures.

"I'm going to buy Coca-Cola popcorn, what else do you want?" He whispered in my ear.

"No more," I shook my head and said in a low voice, "you can just buy it here."

He nodded, put his glasses on, stood up expressionlessly, and went shopping.

I was also expressionless, afraid that they would come up to me and ask me for an autograph.

"It looks really happy," a girl said to me.

"Thank you," he couldn't help softening his expression.

The author has something to say: "The one who promised to be expressionless, still couldn't hold back."

This article will end on March 2017.3.3, [-]

Jungkook's story is logically over

Well, after these two articles, I will post them on Weibo in the daily life of Youai

The previous Weibo was used by me to scan Taitai

It's a bit embarrassing to post on it

If you want to see Youai's daily life, follow another Weibo

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