[Korean Entertainment Doujin] Leave me alone

Yin Duojing took a deep breath and let go of her clenched hands.

In the middle of the night, as an entertainer, she was wandering on the street, which was simply too strange.

She should go back to the hotel earlier, take a good rest, recharge her spirits, and cherish the few rest days she has, instead of being confused by inexplicable incidents on the streets of Japan.

"Walking outside alone at night, are you drunk?"

asked the man approaching.

Duojing raised her head in surprise: "Didn't you leave?"

Zhilong pressed down on the brim of his hat and raised the corners of his mouth: "I'm afraid you will get lost."

Duojing sneered: "Will I get lost?"

Zhilong raised his hand and pointed to his heart: "Are you on the right path, the way to here?"

A wordless silence ensued between the two.

Yin Duojing looked at the man in front of him who could say a word of love casually, and didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

"The brat is seducing me again." She finally changed the topic a little weakly.

Quan Zhilong walked to her side and handed her a glass of ice water: "Because you are so attractive."

Yin Duojing took the water: "Of course."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, with irresistible tenderness and strength in that kind of warmth: "So I must steal your attention."

He stretched out two fingers, nodded to Yin Duojing's eyes, and then pointed to himself: "You can only look at me, you know?"

Yin Duojing, who was drinking ice water, almost choked, coughing dryly while patting her chest.

"Don't think I'm forgetting business by saying something like that."

Hearing Yin Duojing's words, Quan Zhilong just smiled innocently.

"Didn't you say that you should not fly over?" Yin Duojing said, although she said so, she was indeed moved to a little joy in her heart.

"But I think you can't sleep because of your thoughts." Quan Zhilong shrugged innocently, "So I came to see you specially, aren't you happy?"

"Happy, you can't be happy." Duojing said weakly.

She stopped, stopped walking forward, turned around and looked at Quan Zhilong, trying to keep a serious face: "You know, I should be angry, although I don't know why I am angry—"

"Since you don't know, don't be angry."

Quan Zhilong stood opposite her and interrupted her, and suddenly took out a rose from behind, which was made of paper.

Seeing the flowing smile on Quan Zhilong's face and the flower, Yin Duojing was at a loss for words for a while, opening her mouth but not knowing how to react.

"Okay, you won, I can't get angry at all now."

Yin Duojing shook her hands helplessly, and let go of her tensed shoulders because of her defense.

Quan Zhilong immediately came over, put his arms around her shoulders, and kissed her face: "There's nothing to be angry about, right?"

Duojing squinted at him, expressing her thoughts with her expression.

"I can rest for a few days this time."

"3 days."

"What are you going to do?"

"Eat sleep play Peas."

"Who is Doudou?"

"Little Doudou by the window, haven't you heard of it? A very famous handsome guy."

"Tch, am I as handsome as you?"

"Taller than you and handsomer than you."

Can't bear to see that Quan Zhilong has been looking for something to say, she took the initiative to provoke the topic that the two of them deliberately avoided: "Listen, I am not hostile to your ex, you don't need to be so careful."

"I didn't." He immediately denied.

Duojing also said that it doesn't matter, she just nodded casually, and said in the words of a normal person without any personal emotions: "To be honest, she is quite good-looking, and she is more in line with the eyes of Europeans and Americans. Piccolo likes it very much." her."

Quan Zhilong carefully looked at Yin Duojing's expression, after confirming that she was telling the truth and not pretending, he said with a smile: "She is actually a good girl."

"I don't know her, so I won't say anything about your words."

"Actually, I'm just curious. How did you meet each other? After all, the circles are different."

Yin Duojing played with the paper flower in her hand, and said, "I don't know who invited you to the celebration banquet of the concert. I'm curious when you say that. How did you two hook up in different circles?"

"Eh, it seems like hooking up?"

"My fault, how did I know that?"

"It's just a coincidence."

"So why do we keep talking about your ex?" Yin Dajing asked a little irritated.

"Didn't you keep mentioning it? Hey, why did you take the flower apart?" Quan Zhilong asked helplessly.

The paper flower he folded just now has been turned into a piece of paper in Yin Duojing's unwilling hands.

She knew that this was the shopping voucher given by the salesperson when she went to the supermarket to buy ice water just now.

Flipping through it unconsciously, there was a line of small characters written on the back.

She looked up at the person beside her.

He was pursing his lips and looking away, his chin was raised slightly, his chest and neck were raised, but his eyes were not looking at her.

Yin Duojing asked: "What will you do if I don't take it apart?"

Zhilong said: "I always have a way for you to see."

"cunning."

"So I'm not a bear, I'm a fox."

He seemed very proud when he said this.

Yin Duojing also calmed down.

In fact, she really doesn't feel angry about Kiko's matter, although when she realizes who the other party is, she will care about it, which is a subconscious secret comparison as a woman.

Is there anything similar between me and this girl?

As people who have been in love with the same man, do they have the same attitude towards Quan Zhilong?

And does Quan Zhilong have the same attitude towards them?

These thoughts just passed through her mind and then disappeared.

Because of Kiko's inadvertent expression, Duojing thought of Matthew's girlfriend, Ali.

That elder sister occasionally showed that look in front of him.

Although it was not obvious, she always behaved intimately with Matthew in front of her, revealing love between words, as if a child was showing off something.

They are all proud of their boyfriends and want to be superior to the boyfriend's female friends.

Nothing wrong with that.

Yin Duojing had to admit that she would have such vulgar and childish behavior herself.

This may be because of an inexplicable possessive desire.

"Go back, walk this road with me, then go back to the hotel." Yin Duojing held Zhilong's hand.

Quan Zhilong smiled, showing his neat teeth, the white ones would shine, dazzling but he didn't want to avoid it. "Accompany you."

He held Yin Duojing with his backhand and took the initiative. His five fingers slipped in between her fingers, achieving a tight feeling of interlocking fingers.

In fact, people in summer don't want to do this, and their palms sweat easily.

But he couldn't bear to let go.

When approaching the gate of the hotel, Yin Duojing stopped, turned around and looked at the 19-year-old boy with a plain face who looked like he hadn't grown up: "Go back."

Quan Zhilong shook his head with a smile: "It's not over yet."

Yin Duojing looked at him strangely: "It's already here, it will be more troublesome to go in again."

"Aren't you going to take me up there?" He asked pitifully.

Duojing shook her head resolutely, coldly refusing.

"Okay." He gave up quickly, but looked at her tightly and softly, with a bit of domineering and possessive, "I will accompany you here today, but I will continue to walk in the future, you must not let go first. "

"If you don't let go, neither will I."

"Okay, promise?"

"Agreement."

"By the way," Quan Zhilong stopped as if he suddenly remembered something, and turned back to look at Yin Duojing.

Duo Jing responded softly, which was regarded as a response to him, with a bit of doubt on his face.

His hand rubbed his cheek unconsciously: "It's my birthday, will you come?"

Yin Duojing was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that August 8th was his birthday, and thought for a while: "This is our first birthday together, right?"

"Ah."

She lowered her head and bit her lips lightly: "I want to live together, but I don't know if you have made arrangements in advance?"

Sure enough, Quan Zhilong showed a somewhat embarrassed expression, and also expressed a little apology: "My friends have prepared the party for me in advance, so"

"That's it, that's a pity." Duojing shook her head nonchalantly, pressing the regret in her heart to the corner: "It's okay, just tell me the location and time of the party, and I will definitely arrive on time."

Quan Zhilong grinned: "You must come, I am going to introduce you formally to everyone."

She was really stunned by how quiet she said, she quickly realized, nodded with a smile, and waved goodbye to Quan Zhilong.

The wtf four came back earlier than her.

Yin Duojing thought a lot in her mind, but she still couldn't make up her mind. She had flirted with others many times, but she could count the experience of true love on one hand. Zhilong was her third boyfriend in name, She had never encountered such a situation before, and in a daze, she decisively knocked on the door of Bill and Piccolo's room.

Piccolo had already fallen asleep because of drunkenness, but Bill was still awake. He seemed to have just taken a shower, his upper body was bare, and the white towel from the hotel was draped over his shoulders, revealing his muscular figure.

"What's the matter? You haven't slept yet?" After being a colleague for so long, Bill is also a very careful person. His habit of knowing how quiet is to go to bed early and get up early to go to the gym on rest days. It's almost 12 o'clock and he still hasn't slept. , is really a very strange thing.

"I have a headache." After Bill stepped aside, Yin Duojing walked in, found the sofa and sat down.

Bill closed the door and poured her a glass of water: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Holding the water glass, Duo Jing stared at the outline of fingers reflected in the glass.She thought, Bill is a man, and no one should understand men's behavior better than men.

"My boyfriend is the one you know." Duojing organized her words and continued: "His birthday this month, I originally wanted to spend it alone with him, but you also know that it is almost impossible for an artist's birthday to be alone. However, those who can think of their own way, are either outdated or have just debuted, but when he told me that he was ready to have a party, I was still a little disappointed, "

She stretched out her hand, her thumb and index finger were almost touching together, and she met Bill's eyes: "It's really only a little--well, I'm talking nonsense again, these are not the point."

"The point is, he told me later that he planned to introduce me to his friends at the party. I think you understand what I mean?"

Bill nodded, and he sat on the edge of the bed with his hands folded: "More or less, I think he should like you more than you imagined, and he is close to love, but not to that level."

He shrugged and explained: "But I can't guess his thoughts very accurately. Who knows whether the thinking of Easterners and Westerners are in the same dimensional space."

Yin Duojing glanced at him: "What do you mean?"

"You are an exception." Bill, who is familiar with Yin Duojing's background, spread his hands, "When did you think so much?"

Facing Bill's sharp gaze, Yin Duojing felt a little guilty for some reason, and she laughed dryly twice while avoiding her gaze.

If she can, she also wants to know why she thinks so much.

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