Han Yulong's little assistant

On the other side, in a certain club——

Park Yoochun, who had just returned from a pole, bumped into Junsu Jin with his elbow, and pouted in Kim Jaejoong's direction, asking:

"What's wrong with him today? When I started beating him, he kept drinking. I finished playing table tennis, and he's still drinking?"

Jin Junxiu spread his hands, shook his head, and whispered: "I just talked to him, but he didn't say a word, just kept drinking, looking weird..."

Park Youtian frowned, put down his cue, went over to pull Lajin Jaejoong, and said, "Brother, it's so boring to drink alone, come here to play two shots?"

Jin Zaizhong raised his eyes, glanced at his teammates, and refused: "No, you play your tricks, I'm fine drinking here by myself."

"Brother, you drank too much wine today..."

Park Youtian ordered some empty wine bottles on the table. It's just the beginning. There are just a few empty bottles. Is it really okay for this brother to drink himself like this?

Seeing this, Kim Heechul on the side hurriedly pressed Park Yoochun's neck, dragged him away, and said, "Oh, my God, if you play ball, you should play well. If he wants to get drunk, let him get drunk. If he gets drunk enough, he won't be drunk." drink it!"

"But, the way he looks..."

"Don't worry, that kid's mouth, things he doesn't want to say, even if you put a knife on his neck, he won't raise his eyes!" As he spoke, he glanced at Jin Zaizhong's dying eyes. Looking alive, he continued: "Don't drink today, and you will be responsible for sending him back when he gets drunk!"

Park Yoochun looked at Jin Jaejoong pouring white wine like plain water, and suddenly felt a little pain in his stomach, twitching the corners of his mouth, nodded, and thought to himself:

No matter how greedy he is today, he can't drink it when he looks like a sea drinker!

On the other side, it was nearly 9 o'clock when An Ran returned to the villa from Han's house, the TV was on in the living room, a lively concert was going on, fresh meat groups came on stage and then left, An Ran was just sitting on the sofa blankly On the bed, hugging the pillow with a blank face.

The water in the Han family is very deep. Although she showed a fearless and confident look in front of Father Han just now, it is true that the deaths of those people are complicated and complicated. The most important point: she is not like Han Yunna. any memory!

There is also the hidden folder in Han Yunna's computer, why did she make such a plan, although only a rough blueprint can be seen, what is her purpose?

Obviously it was a little princess who was held in the palm of her parents by her obedient card... She was underage at that time, right?

Han Yuna...

What kind of person is Han Yunna?

Suddenly, a mobile phone ringing, interrupting An Ran's train of thought, An Ran blinked, and turned to the TV, where the host was thanking the big stick for the wonderful performance just now?

Exit!

By the way... what did they just sing?

Her gaze drifted and landed on the screen of the phone on the coffee table. The caller ID made her a little guilty. After thinking about it, she bravely connected the call——

——Girl, did you see Ouba's wonderful performance just now?In the middle, I made a heart shape to the camera, and I even drew your name with my fingers. Are you happy?

"Ah...?" An Ran patted her forehead in frustration, her tone full of guilt: "I, I was watching, just now the host thanked you for your wonderful performance..."

--Really?

It was obviously not working there, An Ran hurriedly nodded and said: "Really, really, listen to it if you don't believe me!" While speaking, she turned up the volume of the TV and pointed the phone at the TV.

There was a sudden silence over there, An Ran closed his eyes, and when he was ready to be bombarded by Quan Zhilong's complaint, the other side said:

"Okay, Ouba can't count down with you this year, and it's getting late, you go to rest, otherwise the dark circles under your eyes will look like victory, you should cry."

"Well, so are you."

After hanging up the phone, An Ran looked at the time, only to be surprised, it's already past 11 o'clock, and you won't be here all day in Central Europe?

Ning Mei, a little worried: Do you want to call and ask?

'Ding dong——' the sound of the doorbell.

An Ran was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly ran to the entrance. Through the monitor, she saw Park Youtian's blushing face, and on his shoulders was...

Opening the door, An Ran couldn't help pinching her nose due to the smell of alcohol, and fanned her nose with her hands; seeing the door open, Park Yoo-chun threw Kim Jae-joong directly onto the sofa in the living room. Then he slumped weakly on another single sofa, An Ran saw that he was busy bringing a glass of water for him to relax.

"What's the matter, how can you be so drunk?"

"Mo? You don't know?" Park Yootian was a little surprised, who is Kim Jaejoong, a proper sister control, what happened to even his own sister?

"I... that..." An Ran looked innocent, she didn't see Jin Zaizhong today, and she was fine yesterday...

"What about you, brother will probably tell you. When he wakes up, ask him why he needs to drink all of a sudden and get himself drunk?" Park Youtian was really worried, and then said: "Well, it's not too early Yes, I..."

"Well, it's okay, I'll just take care of you in Central Europe."

On the sofa, Jin Jaejoong tugged at his collar, babbled, and turned over slightly to sleep soundly. Park Yoochun looked at it and didn't get drunk, so he was relieved, and said:

"That's fine, I'll leave it to you!"

An Ran nodded, sent Park Yoochun off, went back to the living room, squatted in front of the sofa, looked at the sleeping man, the smell of alcohol all over her body was not as delicate as that of a nobleman, what happened? Do you have to get yourself drunk like this?

Shaking his head slightly, he got up, went to the bathroom to get a towel, and came out with a basin of water.

On the sofa, Xu felt imprisoned, Jin Zaizhong frowned so much that he could kill a fly, he was tugging at his collar indiscriminately, An Ran took his hand, took off the scarf, and opened the down jacket , Wet the towel again and wrung it half dry, and wiped it down the forehead.

The cool touch soothed the hot feeling all over his body, and the brows of the person on the sofa that had been frowning gradually calmed down. Seeing An Ran, she got up, and just turned around and put the towel in the washbasin, when someone grabbed her wrist tightly. She was in a trance, she was already lying on the sofa, and the person who was supposed to be asleep was on top of her with her eyes open, pressing her down.

"O...Ouba?"

The deep eyes are like a deep pool, just looking at you so deeply, without blinking, all the reflections are full of your shadow, being stared at by such a pair of fascinating eyes calmly and peacefully, a little panicked At a loss, she pushed the person who pushed her, their posture...

Does Jin Jaejoong have the habit of rushing at people after drinking too much?