"1,2,3,4,1..." In the empty dance practice room, a tall figure was dancing to the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of him, and he was dancing to the rhythm of his mouth. Some slightly yellow light hit the shadow's thin shoulders and dragged his shadow behind him. Although he was still shouting the unchanging slogan, his words had already revealed deep fatigue.

There was only a few hours of waiting time left. After a few hours, it was time to challenge the National Standard Dance to participate in the Open. There was no extra time to waste. An Zai-she waved his already unconscious wrist, turned and had the dance moves engraved on his feet, gritted his teeth and kept dancing in front of the mirror.

Sweat had already wet his clothes. With every turn, it sprinkled like crystal clear water droplets. The ends of his hair were tightly pressed against his forehead because of the constant flow of sweat. However, he was not willing to let go of his annoying hair bangs from the time in front of him, and he continued to practice. Compared with the practice time of other infinite challengers, he had not much more. He had to work hard, work hard, and work harder!

Dong, Dong, Dong! There was only a sudden sound of slogans that were repeated, and a little abruptly knocked on the door. Although it was not loud, in this quiet dance practice room, An Zai, who was immersed in the dance practice, was shocked from the monotonous and boring dance.

"Anyone, I'm here!" The cheerful girl's voice sounded, and as the other party greeted her, she pushed the door in. What caught her eye was her refreshing short hair and a bright smile on the girl's face. The cute and iconic rabbit teeth in her crystal clear pink lips made her look more pretty and cute.

"I brought you a midnight snack, right!" The vibrant conversation like the spring breeze made the originally slightly silent practice room immediately brighten up. He shook the spicy fried rice cake he had just bought in a roadside stall in his hand, but Yoon Eun-hye's face was full of pride.

"Is that...then, thank you...huh?" He greeted Yoon Eun Hye in the practice room and danced while dancing. Even so, Ai Zai still didn't want to stop and give up the practice. Although the other party was obviously the one who called him to help him dance, he had maintained such a high-intensity practice frequency for more than three hours.

Putting down the fried rice cake in his hand, Yoon Eun-hye took off the flat shoes she was wearing and exposed her pair of fair and small jade feet. She could even see the tiny blood vessels on the small jade feet as delicate as jade, and the playful toenails were painted with cute patterns. Unfortunately, the only outsider in the practice room, An Zai-ying, practiced dancing in front of the mirror, and no one paid attention.

Changing into a pair of high heels specially prepared for dancing, Yoon Eun Hye stood aside and began to carefully watch An Jae-shaped dance moves. It was completely different from when she first saw him dancing. However, after carefully seeing An Jae-shaped moves, Yoon Eun Hye's pretty face, which was originally admiring, immediately became solemn.

Although each movement is as standard as a textbook, from the slight tremor of the opponent's arms and legs, it can be seen that this is because of the inevitable muscle fatigue of long-term movements. If An Zai-sharp jumps like this in less than half an hour, he may be so tired that his body will not recover in a few days. However, after dawn, he will still participate in the Open.

"Zaixing, stop, stop and rest!" As for the seriousness of the consequences, Yoon Eun-hye immediately persuaded An Zaixing to stop, but the other party still muttered to himself and danced with slogans, as if he had been silent in the practice.

Seeing that her screaming was useless, Yoon Eun Hye was at a loss for a moment. After all, it was the first time she encountered such a situation. Usually, she would stop and rest when she was tired when she was practicing dance. She had never encountered such a situation like An Jae-sing, who was completely ignored and kept dancing.

"Ah, stop An Jae-sing. Do you want to go to the hospital again?" Yoon Eun-hye bit her lips and looked at An Jae-sing dancing in front of the mirror like a demon. A worried look appeared on her fair pretty face. She no longer hesitated and ran behind An Jae-sing and hugged An Jae-sing from behind.

"Hmm?!" The boring and mechanical dance rhythm was interrupted by an unexpected hug. An Jae-sing heard Yoon Eun Hye leaning against the warning behind her, and the other party's soft and warm body temperature, and gradually put down her raised hands.

As soon as he relaxed his body, An Zai-sha felt that the fatigue accumulated in his body began to sweep across every cell in his body like a surging tide, and each cell made a painful cry. His feet, which were already standing, immediately softened and fell behind Yin Eun-hye.

...

"Why are you so desperate? It's really, so big a person!" Kneeling on the floor of the dance practice room, Yoon Eun-hye rested her An Zai-shaped head on her thighs, and looked at the other party's tired and cold face with a reproachful look and said, "It's already like this and you haven't rested yet."

"I just want to practice more..." leaning on Yoon Eun Hye's plump thighs, An Jae-sing said with a weak smile unnaturally. Originally, he wanted to just fall on the floor and rest for a while, but for some reason, Yoon Eun Hye was extremely tough and pillowed him on his legs regardless of his objection, although her whole face was obviously blushing.

"Who knew that I couldn't stop once I practiced, but I didn't expect to practice..." Even moving my fingers felt difficult, and my brain began to issue orders to rest, and the weight of a thousand pounds was pressing on my eyelids. My voice became quieter and softer, and gradually, I fell asleep on Yin Eun-hye's legs.

"Do you know, your figure often appears in my mind recently, Mingming..." Looking at An Jae-jeong who was in a deep sleep, Yoon Eun-hye looked at the cold face in front of her with a clear edge, a complex look flashed in her eyes. She sighed and gently raised her red lips to An Jae-jeong who was sleeping began to reveal her heart.

Missing was like a silent virus, and Yoon Eun Hye began to penetrate into her heart without realizing it, but when she discovered this virus called An Zai type had deeply penetrated her heart, and she wanted to forget it and could not forget it...

Every chase and fight in the filming of "Coffee Prince No. 1 Store" and every rotation when practicing dance, it captures one's own heart like the strongest catalyst in the world, silently but follows like a shadow.

Yin Eun-hye, who was immersed in her memories, did not realize that An Zai-shaped left hand, who was supposed to be in a deep sleep, clenched her fists lightly, which was not easy to detect.
Chapter completed!