The night is getting darker.

Standing by the window of the guest room, Song Ji Hyo held a glass of juice and quietly looked at the cool neon lights outside the window. The red lights flashed, and there was an ambiguous and confusing atmosphere everywhere.

It is truly a famous red light district in Seoul.

At this moment, I am at the highest point of the red light district, standing at the home of the boss of the red light district, but what I am thinking about is to make myself cleaner.

What a irony.

The text message rang out, and Song Ji Hyo took it out and took a look. From Bai Changshu: "I just watched it. "The Jackal is Coming" only has the little kiss scene, which is similar to the etiquette. Why do you ask me to negotiate and cancel it? You even have that kind of scene to film... "

Song Ji Hyo replied: "He cares."

Bai Changzhu in the ward looked at his phone in a daze. After a long time, he twitched the muscles on his face with a strange expression, and replied with two words: "Okay."

Song Ji Hyo didn't reply, stood quietly in front of the window for a moment, and sighed softly.

When I opened the door, I saw that there was still light in the study opposite. He was studying by himself, and he was really hardworking.

If we look at the home ecology alone, no one can imagine that he would be a gangster. However, Song Ji-hyo also understood that he did not have many times when he stayed at home. Most of the time periods, he should have countless things to do in his own place that belong to two different worlds of reading.

She walked slowly over and stood quietly behind him, watching him take notes in awkward fonts.

"I know several professors from universities. Are you interested in going to study in a day?" After reading for a while, she suddenly spoke.

Tang Jinyan threw down his pen and turned to look at her, making her look funny: "Where do I get to go to school? What school is my morality willing to let me enroll? Students will panic when they show their tattoos."

Song Ji Hyo took a little serious: "You can go to the open class once a week. If it is related, you don't need to go through any admission procedures. Just get a pass and listen."

Tang Jinyan was stunned for a moment, turned his head and thought for a while, hesitating: "If you have Chinese history classes, you can try it. Forget the others."

Song Ji-hyo smiled happily, feeling that it was very satisfying to help him with something: "I will contact Professor Li tomorrow, he seems to teach ancient Chinese literature and history."

"Thank you." Tang Jinyan's eyes fell on her: "Why is it midnight and you are still wearing a professional outfit?"

Song Ji Hyo was a little embarrassed and angry: "I didn't bring anything. You don't have my pajamas here."

"Ah... I forgot about this." Tang Jinyan knocked on his head and stood up: "I told them to go out and buy it, you can go and take a shower first."

As he got up, Song Ji Hyo felt a mountain standing in front of him, curled his lips, and whispered weakly: "Do you also ask someone to buy pajamas when you take a woman home and fool around?"

"Hmm?" Tang Jinyan looked at her with a smile: "They? What do they want clothes for?"

Song Ji Hyo looked up slightly: "I asked President Bai to negotiate in the new movie's kissing scene, and it was cancelled."

Tang Jinyan looked at her face quietly. Her face was calm, but something seemed to be flashing in her eyes. Seeing him staring at him, she lowered her eyes slightly as if she was a little frightened, but she looked as if nothing had happened.

Tang Jinyan reached out and gently lifted her chin. After looking at it for a while, he whispered: "I like your confident bare face, which is hard to find in this country."

Song Ji-hyo felt that all his strength was suddenly sucked by a sentence, and sighed slightly in his heart, but slowly closed his eyes.

The next second, Tang Jinyan's lips fell heavily, and he held her lips and sucked violently. After kissing for a few seconds, he raised his breath slightly, raised his index finger and stroked her lips lightly, and said lightly: "I will use it in the future."

Song Ji Hyo didn't say anything, but just reached out and wrapped his waist tightly.

He kissed him again, and only took his thick arms and rubbed her into his arms. She raised her head and responded fiercely, her attitude even wilder than him.

There is no need to buy pajamas anymore.

There is no need to use that room again.

For men and women like them, they are simple and crude when expressing certain emotions.

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It's noon at sunset.

Song Ji Hyo was awakened by the movements around her in a daze. She waved her hand like a fly and muttered, "What time is it?"

Tang Jinyan's voice sounded: "It's past ten o'clock, are artists so lazy?"

"Lack...I'm lazy and lazy..." Song Ji-hyo buried his head in the pillow: "You monster, you're almost dismantled by you until midnight. Where did you get the strength..."

Tang Jinyan smiled and brought a bowl of porridge to the bedside: "It's not because Wuli Ji Hyo is so cute."

"Is it interesting to say, a man five years younger than me, forcing me to call OPPA?"

"Then you're still shouting."

"Hmph." Song Ji Hyo remembered the scene of death last night, her cheeks couldn't stop being red. She turned over and sat up with the quilt in her arms: "There is a program to be recorded in the afternoon. It's a bit far away. I have to leave and go there for dinner."

"Oh. Then I'll give it to you."

"No, if you have something to do, just send someone to take me back to C-JES to get the car." Song Ji Hyo smiled slightly: "Tonight... I will come to you by myself."

Tang Jinyan sat beside the bed and stroked her scattered hair: "Don't you just live here?"

Song Ji-hyo turned his head and thought, "Forget it, do you really think that you are your girlfriend? What's the point of living here? It's just a waste of trouble for Master Jiu to find a woman."

Tang Jinyan looked at her quietly and said nothing.

Song Ji Hyo dressed as if nothing had happened: "After reading, wait for my news."

"good."

After arranging his subordinates to see Song Ji-hyo leave, Tang Jinyan stood at the door and looked at the direction of the car leaving, and sighed slightly.

Eun-soo walked over and whispered, "Brother Jiu, someone is out of the casino."

“Where’s the way?”

"I've checked it, just a gangster."

"Chop a finger and have a long memory."

"yes."

Eun-shuo called and ordered someone to do something. Tang Jinyan stood for a while until the car disappeared around the corner and turned around and entered the room.

I know, because of my all, you won't be my girlfriend.

Then let's do it, the relationship is pretty good now.

Song Ji-hyo sat in the car and looked quietly at the rearview mirror until the corner of the car was around, and Tang Jinyan could no longer be seen in the rearview mirror.

I know, because of my ones, you won't be my boyfriend.

Then let's do it, the relationship is pretty good now.
Chapter completed!