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"Eonni, I know, I know."

Han Ga-in's soft voice suddenly sounded, causing two people to be struck by lightning, and his face turned white, and his body turned stiffly and turned his eyes to the talking Han Ga-in.

"Eonni, it’s a singer. The sound of that night was really big." Han Ga-in was bitter in his heart, but his face was as generous as possible.

After these days, she became more and more aware that Li Junxi was the messenger sent by God to save her. She did not want to leave and would not leave Li Junxi.

That night, although she was drunk, her consciousness was still very clear. On that night, Li Junxi and Lee Hyo-ri's madness was vivid, so she pretended that nothing had happened. She thinks that Li Junxi will handle this matter well, but it is not the case.

She didn't want Li Junxi to be embarrassed, so the only possibility is that she Han Ga-in is embarrassing herself.

"Do you know?" Li Junxi looked sly.

"You... you know it?" Lee Hyo-ri is even more unbearable, what should I do? How to do? Will Han Ga-in blame himself for shame? Will she smash her corpse -----

"Well--" Han Ga-in nodded, holding the skirt and pulling Lee Hyo-ri's hand forward, whispered: "Eonni, don't be embarrassed oppa."

Lee Hyo-ri wanted to open Han Ga-in's hand, but the sight swept to Han Ga-in's soft eyes, but the ghost did not open the door, and forced to calmly ask: "Don't be embarrassed, then you come Let me down?"

"No---" Han Ga-in shook his head, rubbed his lips and smiled a little: "eonni, eonni --"

Lee Hyo-ri trembled, and she finally understood why Li Junxi couldn't leave Han Ga-in. She almost fell behind, even if she was a woman.

"You mean?"

"Eonni, don't you understand?" Han Ga-in gave a bright smile to his white teeth and glanced at Li Junxi. "It's cheaper oppa."

Li Junxi swallowed his mouth, Han Ga-in did not accept Lee Hyo-ri, then can you think so, can you fly in the future?

"He wants to be beautiful." Lee Hyo-ri squeezed Han Ga-in with some cold hands and glanced at Li Junxi.

Love is love, not only because it is amazing, but also because of its tolerance, its tolerance.

If you have a wife, what can you ask for?

Li Junxi smirked at the side, without the strength of Wu Xijie.

“There are many rooms in the house, and Hyo-ri moved in earlier, so that I was angry.”

"Would you like me and the beautiful woman?" Lee Hyo-ri's eyebrows were vertical, and the fist was ready to go. Just waiting for Li Junxi to nod, she was ready to send him a fist.

"There was this idea." Li Junxi touched his chin and squinted.

"Roll--" Lee Hyo-ri has long been ready to send his fists and heard it.

"Do you want this? I am your husband, I am your God, I am your land, do you dare to talk to me like this?"

"Roll---" This time is Han Ga-in holding a powder punch to Li Junxi, which pot does not open which pot.

"..."

Lee Hyo-ri looked at Li Junxi silently, and her heart was moved. She knew that Li Junxi is now swearing between her and Han Ga-in. Love is sometimes generous and sometimes selfish.

Han Ga-in looks soft and weak, but the firmness in the eyes is unquestionable. I just hope that the days in the future will not be too difficult. After all, the three people are people in the circle.

"Hyo-ri, you just said msn?" Li Junxi suddenly asked.

"Yeah, don't you know?" Lee Hyo-ri wondered, looking at Li Junxi inexplicably.

"What is the chat software used in Korea now?"

“Msn,” Han Ga-in replied, is there any inspiration for oppa?

"Line?" Li Junxi asked indefinitely.

"What is that, I have never heard of it." Lee Hyo-ri frowned and couldn't understand what Li Junxi was thinking.

"You two are really my lucky stars." Li Junxi once again ecstasy, the speeding scandal by Han Ga-in, Lee Hyo-ri's line of chat software.

There are countless money-making plans in his mind. Google, Apple even wants to go to Buffett, but he doesn't know how to make it. I don't know where they look. The only thing that is familiar with this is the line software. Similar to the prestige of the future generations, the Koreans are still complacent with the Americans' msn. At this time, suddenly a 'local' person developed a new chat software, which is undoubtedly throwing a bomb.

"Hyo-ri, do you want to debut in the solo situation?" Depressed the joy of the heart, Li Junxi asked Lee Hyo-ri.

03 year is almost a year when Lee Hyo-ri is booming. It has been a hard time in 1-2 years. 05 year is Spartan year.

"Think, but the company doesn't have this idea." Lee Hyo-ri looks stunned. Since the dissolution of fin.kl, she can only survive in the variety show, plus the bosses of several consortiums want to reach out to her, even Sometimes there are years of suicide.

She yearns for the stage, she belongs to this stage, Lee Hyo-ri believes.

"I just want to, I will write songs for you, let you debut, but you will sign up to my company."

“JYP?” Lee Hyo-ri’s eyebrows picked and said softly: “I really want you to be **.”

"Well---" Li Junxi nodded and pinched Han Ga-in's Qiong Nao and said: "Beautiful, wait for me to let Tessie send you two back, I still have something. Remember, what happened in time? I make a call."

"Know it, oppa." Han Ga-in nodded and looked at Li Junxi with tears in his eyes.

You always walk forward alone,

If you fall, you don’t want people to look at your wounds.

You are tired and can't move, but you clench your teeth and walk unyielding.

Oppa, when will your hand take me with me? You fell, I am holding you. You fell, I will bandage the wound, you are tired, let me carry you away.

Because --- because I love you!

"Beautiful, what are you thinking about?" After Lee Junxi, Lee Hyo-ri was silent for a moment, asking Han Ga-in, who had tears in his eyes.

"eonni, oppa, too tired."

"Yep?"

Han Ga-in told Lee Hyo-ri about Li Junxi's trip in the past few days, and said that the two people are silent.

For what?

What is he for?

With such hard work, how much pain is hidden in his cynical appearance, and how many unknown stories?

"He didn't even say you?" Lee Hyo-ri sighed in her heart, and she knew something faintly.

Han Ga-in shook his head, then his face barely smiled and said: "Eonni, let's go back! I used to be your fan, I want to hear you sing."

"Good!" Lee Hyo-ri did not refuse. Her current thoughts are surprisingly consistent with Han Ga-in.


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