() Chapter 52, Thoughts

The three girls settled for dinner outside, but they still chose the restaurant where Uncle Kwon Yuri fans were.

After all, I studied in Beijing and I could also make some comments on how many Chinese dishes, Kim Hyoyeon was able to eat. During this period, I probably heard about the food rumors and jokes. Zheng Xika was also stunned. After the delicious meal, the three sisters went back to the company to continue practicing.

As soon as he entered the practice room, facing the three sisters who were unfaithful and went out to "snatch something delicious" in private, Lin Yuner expressed her strong dissatisfaction at the first time. Looking at Lin Xiaolu, who was pouting with her mouth, Kim Hyoyeon smiled and took out a large portion of fragrant Chinese fried noodles from behind. Smelling the rich fragrance of the fried noodles sofa, Lin Xiaolu smiled and then expressed her grudges. Then, regardless of Xu Xiaoxian's low persuasion, he whispered that the harm of continuing to overeat after dinner, Crocodile Yun began to feast on the spot.

At this time, Quan, who was on the other side, was sitting there in a small sip, sucking in his banana beef, as if he was thinking. The three girls drank half of such a small bottle of banana beef before entering the door. Now she has been drinking it for five minutes and has not finished it.

Kwon Yuri spent the whole afternoon in the gym. This cheerful girl was not very interested in the variety show or performance of the two new courses, but became more and more addicted to fitness. Yes, she was just "indulgent". It is said that Black Pearl has begun to challenge 500 sit-ups a day. It is conceivable that with Black Pearl's perseverance, she failed at the beginning... of course. But Kwon Yuri, who had been practicing abdomen cramps, was still happy with this challenge.

Quan Daidai, do you also want to develop sixteen-pack abs like jyj?

Looking at the black pearl that had been secretly glanced after entering the door, the long-legged girl who had seen the three teams had several eyes, the long-legged girl shook her hair, blinked at Kim Hyo-yeon, and then quietly ran behind Kwon Yu-ri, and suddenly hugged the dazed black pearl from behind, "Oh, Yui has a really good figure, she deserves to be trained hard. Kim Hyo-yeon is also a dancer. You can learn about other people's advantages too~."

"Ah~!" Feeling Choi Minglang's evil_hand_hitting, Kwon Yuri woke up suddenly and quickly broke free, then turned her hand to get the advantage. At this moment, I didn't know that I had received the signal of a girl with long legs. Kim Shisui slowly ticked: "Why do you practice those that are not useful? It's really good to dance well."

Uh... Jin Shisui, you are really direct.

Hearing these words, Kwon Yuri frowned and immediately turned her attack target, "Kim Shisui, I practice hard at night just to defeat you. You have been to Beijing for so long and have never had a chance. Today, let's try it~!"

Ah..., what is this? The decisive battle against the Forbidden City..., the underground practice room of s·m?

"Hoha, I've been waiting for this day for a long time. Kwon Yuri, wash your neck and wait." Kim Hyo-yeon was ready to rub his hands, his face full of a jubilant test expression.

Well..., it seems that Hyoyeon has watched many martial arts movies in Beijing.

"Come on!" Seeing the two girls rolling up their sleeves and about to start dancing, Cui Long's legs quickly stood in the middle, waved his hand and said hurriedly: "Wait, wait a moment, don't be impulsive."

"Is there anything wrong?" Kim Hyo-yeon asked with his eyes raised.

"Soo Young, if you tell me at this time what kind of sisterhood is the most important thing about harmony, I will despise you very much." Kwon Yuri glanced at Kim Hyoyeon, with a deep look. Kim Yoosui also responded to Kwon Yuri's eyes, nodding slowly on the side, expressing her agreement.

"No, since you two must fight to the end, then if it's a bit..., Caitou, will it be even more exciting~~?" The long-legged girl blinked at the iceberg and the big and small mannei watching the battle, with a cunning expression, and then said in an instigation: "As for this Caitou, our good sisters, everything is fine, such as being a five-day slave..." At the end, the long-legged girl deliberately flattened her voice, raised her eyes and glanced around, as if she was not the one who came up with the idea.

"Yes, how can the competition be without a lottery!" Kwon Yuri clapped her face.

"I also think Sooyoung's opinion is good." Kim Hyo-yeon agreed with a whirlwind.

"Okay~! Kim Hyoyeon~! We will end later. If you win, Choi Changle will be a slave for you for half a month~!" Kwon Yuri tilted her mouth and smiled even more cunningly, "I will suffer a little loss. If I win, Choi Sooyoung will be a slave for me for about twenty days."

"Well, this proposal is really great." Kim Hyo-yeon nodded, agreeing deeply.

I'm sorry, what does it mean to be a slave in the twenty days? What does it mean to be "very good"?

"Hey, I seem to be, that one, is the third party?" Cui Minglang whispered with embarrassing eyebrows.

"That's right, you third party, actually want to destroy the deep relationship between Yuri and me? Your conscience is really bad." Kim Hyo-yeon smiled and hugged Kwon Yoo-ri's shoulder.

"That's right, I didn't expect that you are not only a tomboy who is in the girls' practice room, but also sow discord all day long. What a minister, Choi Xipin~!" Kwon Yuri responded and hugged Kim Hyo-yeon, and by the way, she dripped "bo" hard on the blonde girl's face.

"Hey, when did you two get together?"

"Isn't it just when you slap Hyoon's eyes, your eyes are like shivering, afraid that others won't see it?"

"Yes, Xiuying, it seems that you have to work hard on your prank. It used to be quite highlights, but now? It's not enough to watch~haha."

Seeing the two girls clapping each other, the two were already hugging each other and laughing. The long-legged girl turned her eyes to Zheng Xika, trying to seek some comfort, but she only changed her silent lip shape with a "pabo". Cui Minglang, who was slandering countless people, finally failed and tried to get a taste of being slander.

Alas~, I really come up the mountain and I will encounter tigers.

However, there is no need to sigh that life is as lonely as snow. Is this feeling better?

Hehehe~~

With laughter and joy, the night training ended, dragging her tired body, but the excited long-legged girl hummed a small song and slowly returned to the big house in Qingtan Cave. However, as soon as she entered the house, the girl felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong..., the feeling of low pressure was full, as if it was about to be storm.

In the living room, Cui's mother and Cui sat opposite each other. Cui's father rarely went upstairs to work in the study, took a newspaper and sat on the side, next to it a pot of Tieguanyin that he brought back from Beijing and Beijing. The fragrance of tea lingers, and it seems to be very leisurely.

But the expressions of Cui's mother and Cui's elder sister were not so relaxed.

Hearing the door, Cui's mother raised her eyes and saw that it was a girl with long legs. Her expression calmed down a lot, but she still maintained her face with seriousness. Cui's mother continued to look at Sister Cui, and then slowly said: "Sojin, I hope you can explain to me how this thing appeared in your room? And, more than one bottle."

The long-legged girl walked into the living room and looked closely. Two crystal glass wine bottles on the coffee table were filled with cherry red liquid, which reflected a charming and attractive halo under the light. Isn’t this the masterpiece she had just released? I still remember that at that time, when the first batch of wine came out, she was just going to find a few glass bottles to put it in, but was complained by Sister Cui that it was not beautiful enough. Then she "extorted" her pocket money. The two sisters "jointly" bought a batch of crystal glass wine bottles of various shapes.

The girl still remembers that when she was raising money, Sister Cui still gritted her teeth. At that time, she not only had a pair of father Cui's cards, but also filmed advertisements and sold songs one after another, but she was still a little wealthy in terms of private money. However, Sister Cui insisted on the principle of half of one person. The result of this was that Sister Cui survived for about three months without fashion magazines, snacks, and a small gift to reward herself.

After collecting all the money and going to Mingdong to buy things, Sister Cui seemed particularly excited. All the bottles were carefully selected by him. Among them, there was a skull bottle-shaped shape. Sister Cui liked them especially, and her favorite sour plum wine was filled in it. She was always so precious and placed on the top layer of the wine rack.

Now, this skull wine bottle is placed on the coffee table, with its big teeth showing off, as if it is smiling at itself.

Sister Cui looked at the girl with long legs who was entering the door, with a look of indifference. She continued to lower her head without saying anything. Mother Cui's tone was gentle but her stern reprimand continued. Dad Cui looked up at the girl with long legs, but didn't say anything, and continued to "read" his newspaper. The girl with long legs walked to Sister Cui silently, sat down, and gently held Sister Cui's somewhat cold hand.

Koreans are not allowed to drink alcohol. In this country where you can get married at the age of sixteen and only drink at the age of twenty, is it possible that alcohol is something that requires more wisdom than marriage? The long-legged girl complained secretly while comforting Sister Cui, who was actually a little scared. For the matter of drinking secretly, it may be very serious for Sister Cui, but in Su Yong's psychology, the matter itself is not a big deal.

"Choi Soo-jin, you are not as old as you can drink. How did you buy these wines? Did someone give them to you?" Sure enough, Cui's mother was more worried about the origin of the wine. After all, no matter what the Cui family or the Wen family is, no matter what it is for, this is a question that cannot be underestimated.

Sister Cui continued to bow her head, not cooperating or resisting. She had been "interrogating" for a long time and also had a temper. Her face, which had always been calm, began to frown slightly at this time. Just as her mother Cui was about to continue speaking, the girl with long legs spoke.

"It's me, mom, I brew these wines."

"You made it?" Cui's mother opened her mouth slightly, and the surprise on her face was clearly visible. She originally thought it was the wine that her eldest daughter bought secretly. So, who guided her daughter, where to buy wine, what was the other party's purpose? Is it related to the series of commercial actions that Cui's father joined hands with her parents' family recently? Ms. Wen even considered the worst plan, but she really didn't expect that the culprit was by her side.

Sister Cui also looked at Shense's calm sister with surprise. When mother Cui took out the crystal skull in front of her, Sister Cui felt that the sky was broken and the earth was broken. After her mind turned sharply, she decided to keep silent. Anyway, the bottom line in her heart was not to confess her own sister, but the result...

This guy just doesn't tell himself? Still so calm?

Choi's father was also a little surprised. He put down the newspaper and looked at the different expressions of his two daughters. He couldn't help but laugh a little. So Mr. Choi Zhennan picked up the purple clay pot in his palm, continued to take a sip of the rich tea, and then said, "Okay, Su Ji, I think what Xiuying is saying is true. Since there are no such messy things, don't be too careless." Then he turned his head and said to the long-legged girl, "Why are you, kid, remembering what wine you have brewed again?"

When he heard Dad Cui’s speech, the girl with long legs relaxed. While taking out two crystal juice glasses from the coffee table, she pouted and replied: “That’s not the day, you promised me to decorate a studio. When you were having a meal, you drank some new chun-brewed Marcolimi wine. Later, I looked online and found that it was not difficult to brew fruit wine. If you have time and place, just try it. It’s fun.”

"Okay, you've been doing all these wines for half a year?" Cui's father was really surprised. If it were during the ban on alcohol in the United States, his younger daughter would be like making white powder at home, and her execution ability was too strong.

"Hehe, it's just that recently it's a period of harvest. I didn't expect that my sister had just drunk it once, and you discovered it."

Looking at the calm-looking little daughter and her husband, Cui's mother didn't know what to say for a moment. When she looked at her little daughter's smile, she felt a little angry. When she saw her mother's expression like this, the long-legged girl quickly twisted the skull wine bottle, carefully poured two cups of "Su Yong Sour Met Wine" at the bottom, and then carefully brought it to the two close relatives.

"I ~ Mom, isn't this just fun? You can calm your breath and try my skills. This sour plum wine is sweet and sweet, sweet, delicious and healthy~. There is a special citric acid here, which can effectively inhibit ru acid and resist fatigue, and can also drive away harmful substances that make blood vessels age. More importantly..." The girl with long legs blinked and made her smile more cute. "It can also whiten the skin and relieve anxiety. When the liver fire is strong, drinking a glass is the most effective~."

"Okay, it sounds like a panacea." Cui's mother finally couldn't hold her face tight, took a sip, looked at her expression and felt very good. Cui's mother put down the wine glass, pressed her lips gracefully, and then said, "Pour more for your dad."

"Okay~" the long-legged girl quickly put two cups in half a cup, "You don't know. At the beginning, we were worried. Every time we turned over a bottle, my sister and I..."

"Wait, you still need to soak your fruit wine? Where is your wine?" Cui's mother suddenly realized it and continued to grasp the core problem.

"This..., only a small part is soaked, most of it is self-fermented..." Looking at Cui's mother's eyes, the long-legged girl lay on the sofa, looking like she was willing to deal with it: "Okay, I said, Dad, how long has it been since you checked your wine cabinet? I don't know how to check it out when I drink. Except for asking Nainai for some clear rice wine, I took the other base wine from it~"

"Ah? My **irnoff and chivas?!!" Dad Choi hugged the skull wine bottle in one hand, looking like he was playing Hamlet, but then Dad Choi calmed down again and put the bottle down. The expression on his face seemed to be not at all rare: "Sooyoung."

"ah?"

"Your wine, soaked, hand over all!"

"ah!"

Seeing the father and daughter who are now more and more common, Cui's mother burst into laughter.

"alright!!"

Suddenly, Sister Cui stood up suddenly, lowered her head and said, "Since everything is clear, I'll go upstairs." Then, she left without looking back.

Seeing her eldest daughter climbing upstairs, Cui's mother was about to get up, but her younger daughter patted her back to comfort her. The long-legged girl picked up the skull wine bottle, added a little to the two cups, then tightened the bottle plug, took two water cups, stood up and said, "Mom and Dad, drinking a little wine can help you sleep, I'll talk to my sister about something."

Watching her little daughter leave, Cui's heart was also mixed. However, Cui's father, who was beside him, looked relaxed. He picked up the cup and gently touched the cup in front of Cui's mother, then leaned back on the sofa, and said with some sigh: "Su Ji, the children have grown up, and your palms may no longer be able to cover the sky above their heads. You have to believe them."

Cui's mother smiled self-deprecatingly, and she also relaxed and drank it in a small glass, "You are right, the old hen is old, and you can't be an old hen for the rest of your life."

"You are not old, but the child is more mature than you think."

"Maturity? You don't know. Actually, there is another thing I have when I look for Xiuzhen..." Cui's mother whispered again.

"Oh? Although I didn't expect it, it's not surprising that with Xiuying as a role model, Xiuzhen has become a lot more persistent, which is actually quite good."

Mother Cui did not answer the first time, but instead looked at the brilliant crystal chandeliers on the living room ceiling, with a hazy expression. After a while, Ms. Wen Suji said softly: "Children's father, do you remember when the last time we drank alone like this?"

"Remember, why don't you remember the wine at Huake Villa that day, I was ready to propose to you." Mr. Cui Zhennan chuckled, "After getting married, I thought there would be many worlds for two people, who knows..., hey..."

"You are actually a very strong person at heart. I advised you not to care too much about your father's opinion." As if thinking about something, Ms. Wen Suji also smiled. "The two children may not have thought that before the marriage, Papa Choi was actually an artist with long hair and was lazy all day long. To be honest, on the day of the marriage, I was really surprised to see you cut your hair so short."

"Isn't this to make your father feel better? After all, I'll join your Wen family."

"You still care about this?"

"I don't care." Choi Zhennan took a sip of the wine, "I said so, do you believe it?"

"So you started to work so hard after you got married. Soo-jin was born. When Soo-young was born, I couldn't see you anymore." Moon Su-ji sighed softly, "But I didn't persuade you, after all, you are really excellent as a husband."

"But as a lover, I'm a little unhappy."

"In fact, the literary master is just a symbol, and it is very complicated after this symbol."

"But, after all, this symbol is called 'Wenjia', and your father, Wen Shengxun, is standing at the highest position in the pyramid."

"But, you married me, aren't you?" Wen Suji turned her face and her crystal clear eyes softly surrounded Cui Zhennan.

"Yes, I married you, Ms. Wen Suji." Choi Zhennan breathed a long sigh, pursed her lips, and responded to Wen Suji with her eyes.

After a while of silence, Wen Suji said softly: "Maybe, we should go out to drink wine frequently, just the two of us."

As he savored the liquid in the cup, Cui Zhennan lowered her head and replied: "How about tomorrow?"

Wen Suji turned around in surprise. At this moment, Choi's father also felt Choi's mother's smile...

It's really a bit brilliant.
Chapter completed!