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Han Zidong stopped talking, leaving Zhao Yaying time to think.

Zhao Yaying leaned on his shoulder, and her breath gradually recovered. Although he couldn't see the other person's expression, it was enough to show that Zhao Yaying had passed the initial anger and panic.

Turning his head to look at Zhao Yaying, his right hand hugged him even tighter.

But even if he felt guilty towards Zhao Yaying at the moment, if Zhao Yaying asked him if he could calm down, he still couldn't promise that he would definitely calm down and stop messing around.

From this point of view, Shen Zhiyuan's evaluation of him is really correct. He really likes to "play" more and more, and the bottom line of emotion has been repeatedly broken.

The first time he put down the bottom line was because he was reluctant to part with Kim Jae Kyung.

Kim Jae-kyung is charming, capable, and positive. Among the people she knows, she is one of the few women who can share his career with him, and she often inspires him.

The most important thing is that Kim Jae-kyung once gambled on his acting career without hesitation, and accompanied him into the police station.

Even though such a long time has passed, Jin Zaijing was unkempt, didn't even have time to put on socks, and rushed to report to him, without even noticing that the soles of his feet were worn out, he still vividly remembered the scene.

The second time the bottom line was broken was because of Jin Yarong and Shen Yunzhu's humble show of love.

Jin Yarong spends two hours every morning between the busy playing songs, traveling back and forth between the north and south of the Han River, just to buy the egg-filled biscuits he wants to eat.

In order to stay by his side, he indirectly accepted the existence of other women. The only requirement was to have her in his heart.

Shen Yunzhu cared about his every move, even when he encountered the most manic moment, Shen Yunzhu used her patience to slowly bring him back to his senses.

She put all her thoughts on him and was obedient to him.

She would thoughtfully prepare small surprises for him, would get up early to prepare breakfast for him the next day after a tiring night, would buy him couple rings and couple suits, and would remember every important day when the two of them got along.

You must know that Shen Yunzhu is also the little princess in the family. She looks cute and cute, has a soft temper, does not fight or grab, and has a wealthy family. She could have stayed away from him, a guy who just wanted to sleep when they first met.

The third time is Cui Zhenzhen.

When the two first met, Cui Zhenzhen sponsored him 3000 million.

She will carefully test his mind, will rush back to Seoul as soon as she learns that he has been arrested, and will actively develop contacts in the circle for him...

The fourth time is Park Mi-yeon.

The fifth time is Shen Zhiyuan.

It has to be said that his resistance to female artists is getting weaker and weaker, maybe there will be the seventh, eighth, or even No.17, No.18 times.

After waiting quietly for a few minutes, Han Zidong called out to Zhao Yaying, breaking the silence in the room.

"Yaying, if you think I've cheated you and can't accept me, as long as you tell me yourself, I won't bother you anymore."

Zhao Yaying sat up and looked up at Han Zidong.

Her expression was gloomy, and all the makeup on her face was gone: "I want to know, who else have you accepted besides me?"

Han Zidong opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word. Seeing him, Zhao Yaying was very embarrassed, and asked, "Are they all artists?"

Han Zidong nodded.

Zhao Yaying understood instantly.

Han Zidong was a delivery man before, and he only had access to artists in the last two months. In other words, the person who confessed to Han Zidong was a female guest who participated in the recording of the online variety show.

"It's Senior Jin Zaijing..." Thinking of Han Zidong just mentioning more than one person, she added: "There is also Yunzhu?"

Han Zidong nodded.

Worries arose in his heart again. It seems that Shen Yunzhu's revealing of his true feelings to him really left a lot of impressions on many people. Maybe he really needs to have a good chat with Shen Yunzhu.

Zhao Yaying's heart sank.

Jin Zaijing is a domineering elder sister, and Shen Yunzhu is cute and cute, so why should she compete with others.

In connection with Han Zidong's kindness to her in the past, it seems that he is not only kind to her alone, but also kind to everyone.

Facing a man who is as handsome as an artist, talented and unassuming, and always warm to others, who can resist being indifferent?
Her thoughts were uncontrollable, and she thought of Kim Ah-young on Girls' Day, her best friend Kwon Na-ra, and her teammate Park Mi-yeon.

"Is it Jin Yarong too?"

Han Zidong told the truth.

Zhao Yaying was stunned, she guessed right.

"Na..."

She opened her mouth, but stopped quickly, for fear of hearing an answer that she didn't want to hear.

In her eyes, Quan Nala is different from others.

Whether it is the seniors and alumni of Dongduk Women's University, the teammates who debuted together and supported each other, or the juniors who are very close, they can't compare to Kwon Nara.

If possible, she would still be friends with Quan Nala for the rest of her life, but what is this now?
She actually intervened in the feelings of her closest relatives!
Han Zidong didn't hear Zhao Yaying's pronunciation very clearly, and noticed Zhao Yaying's tangled expression, he put his hands on Zhao Yaying's shoulder: "Yaying..."

Just as he started talking, he was interrupted by Zhao Yaying: "Then they all know that there is more than one person beside you?"

Han Zidong shook his head: "They don't know yet."

After finishing speaking, he explained: "The matter is very complicated, and it cannot be explained clearly in a few sentences. When I want to confess, I have already lost the best time."

Zhao Yaying took out her mobile phone and looked at the time: "Nara should be washing up soon, we should go out."

After finishing speaking, she sat on the edge of the bed, pulled on her slippers, got up and was about to go outside the house.

Han Zidong was a little confused.

Zhao Yaying was so calm, she seemed to accept everything peacefully, but she didn't answer him directly at all what was going on.

Before Zhao Yaying walked to the door, he hugged Zhao Yaying directly from behind: "Yaying, you..."

Zhao Yaying didn't speak, turned around quietly, pulled his clothes, raised her feet, brought her lips to his mouth, and kissed him.

"You have a good talk with Nora. I'm very upset right now. We'll talk about it later."

Seeing Zhao Yaying push the door and go out, Han Zidong was completely stunned.

He really needs to have a good talk with Quan Nala, and thoroughly explain away the misunderstanding that night, but Zhao Yaying doesn't know about it, she clearly meant something else.

How is this going?

He recalled the details of the two people's conversation just now. Zhao Yaying suddenly paused while asking, her expression was very tangled, and then she changed her mind and asked other questions.

He thought that Zhao Yaying was struggling with Park Mi-yeon's problems. Could it be that Zhao Yaying was going to ask Quan Nala if she was his girlfriend just now?
Thinking about it this way, Zhao Yaying's pronunciation just now is indeed a bit like the previous syllable of "Nara".

Then I contacted him and made up the appearance that he and Quan Nala were very familiar. The interaction between the two just now was indeed easy to be misunderstood. When he clapped his hands, it was really possible.

He stood against the wall, his forehead lightly hitting the wall, speechless.

What is this called, eating enough food for free?

Obviously nothing happened between him and Quan Nala!
At this moment, two knocks on the door interrupted his thoughts.

He looked over.

The door of the room was half open, and a woman was holding the door frame, revealing most of her body, smiling and waving to him, she was Quan Nala who just got out of the bath.

Quan Nala had a towel wrapped around her head, covering her wet hair.

As she swayed slightly, the towel in the shape of a croissant hat was crooked, really cute.

It's just that the size of the pajamas and pajamas she was wearing was women's one size fits all. The top was okay, but the small one was not too obvious, and the pants were different.

Facing her pair of sky-defying long legs, although the length of the pajama pants was long enough to cover her ankles, the tight look did not look like pajamas at all.

"May I come inside?"

Han Zidong shook his head inward.

Quan Nala walked in holding on to her croissant hat.

She stood on the side, at a loss, as if she didn't know where to sit.

"Did Yaying ask you to come here?"

Han Zidong gently closed the door.

"Nai, Yaying said that you have something to ask me."

Quan Na pulled back.

Han Zidong nodded slightly, leaned against the headboard and sat on the edge of the bed: "Sit down, do you want me to talk to you with my head up?"

"Inside~"

Quan Nala smiled, chose a seat not far from Han Zidong and sat down.

Han Zidong looked at Quan Nala and said, "The pajamas and pants I bought are all one size fits all, which means your legs are too long."

"It's okay, it's just one night."

Quan Nala said in her heart that she would put on clothes when she went out for a walk, and when she went back to sleep with Zhao Yaying later, the two of them were more used to sleeping naked with each other in their arms, and it didn't matter if the clothes fit or not.

Han Zidong moved his buttocks and sat a little closer to Quan Na.

"Nara, I apologize for my unfounded speculation about you that night."

"Inside?"

Han Zidong said: "That night, I obviously sent the message by mistake, and I still spoke so harshly to you, I want to apologize to you, please forgive me.

In fact, I did that because I was afraid that you would disclose this matter to your company or the media. In that case, I might really be doomed. "

It turned out to be the case.

Quan Nala originally thought that she would take the initiative to apologize for the hurtful words she said that night, but she never thought that Han Zidong would take the initiative to apologize to her.

She looked at Han Zidong, pursed her lips, and said briskly, "Then, please sincerely apologize."

Han Zidong turned his body sideways and lowered his head slightly: "Mi Ya Nai!"

"Guess, I forgive you," Quan Nala said in a brisk tone, her eyebrows beaming, "you don't have to take this matter to heart anymore. In fact, I am also responsible. If it weren't for my reply, it wouldn't complicate this matter. I'm sorry, and I should be, too."

While speaking, Quan Nala stood up.

She held on to the croissant and bent over to apologize, but the towel that was woven into the croissant suddenly collapsed and lost its restraint, and her long wet hair slid all over her chest.

"Eh~"

Seeing this, Han Zidong laughed.

"Do you need help?"

Quan Nala handed over the towel: "Please."

Han Zidong took the towel and stood behind Quan Nala. First, he brushed up Quan Nala's long hair, and then curled it up. He wrapped the long hair in the towel and tied it into the shape of a croissant hat.

He squeezed the horns on both sides to confirm the tightness, and he patted Quan Nala on the shoulder.

"Okay."

Quan Nala grabbed the horns on both sides and looked at Han Zidong with a smile.

"Oh~ I want to know what you can't do? Drawing manga, writing scripts, cooking, even weaving hair bags are so good."

"I can't tell, our Nora is quite good at flattering."

"Hey, I'm telling the truth, okay?"

Quan Nala took a look at Han Zidong: "The apology just now is not complete, or I..."

"Forget it, your heart has been conveyed to the right place, sit down, and just solve the misunderstanding."

The two sat down again.

Quan Nala grabbed the edge of the mattress with both hands, swayed her body, and turned her head to look at Han Zidong from time to time, apparently in a good mood.

Han Zidong smiled: "Yeah, what are you doing?"

Quan Nala dangled her two long legs, feeling quite emotional: "I never thought that one day we would sit together in pajamas, the fate is really wonderful."

"Indeed, it seems that I won't be able to call you Mi Yanai in the future."

Hearing Han Zidong mention the nickname the two had just adopted, Quan Nala grinned: "Nei, but I can still call you 'Taxi Rider'."

"What kind of taxi knight, it's really ugly," Han Zidong didn't like this nickname: "A knight is a knight, what a taxi knight."

"Then what do you want to be called?"

Quan Nala asked.

Han Zidong raised his head and thought for a while: "Call me 180, I'll call you 172, how about it?"

"Cut~ what, it's not as good as a taxi rider."

Quan Nala shook her head in disgust.

"Then tell me," Han Zidong pointed at Quan Nala, "let me see what your opinion is."

Quan Nala tilted her head, seemingly thinking about it seriously, but in fact, she had already planned a plan to tease Han Zidong in her heart. After thinking about it for more than ten seconds, she smiled and looked at Han Zidong.

"You are easy to be stupid when you drink a little wine, so you might as well be called 'drinking trash'."

Han Zidong gave a speechless thumbs up: "It's a pity that I still have expectations for you, ah, Quan Nala, I'm a writer, if you dare to play tricks on me, I'll tell you that you are dead."

"Tch, I'm still angry at that."

Quan Nala crossed her waist, and said with air: "I was born on March 3, half a month earlier than you. According to the customs of our country, you should call me Nuna."

Han Zidong rolled his eyes.

"Go, go quickly, I don't want to see you."

Quan Nala didn't obey, but sat firmly on the side of the bed.

At this time, the phone vibrated, Han Zidong glanced at the phone, stood up, grabbed the collar of his jacket and said, "I want to change, are you sure you don't want to go out?"

"You man, why can't you afford it?"

Quan Nala muttered.

Before she could move, Han Zidong took off his shirt, revealing his strong and firm muscles.

"Aren't you going yet?"

He really wanted to chase Quan Nala away, so that he could leave the bedroom for a while, because the kissing friend upstairs was calling him.

Quan Nala didn't expect that Han Zidong would really take off his clothes, so she quickly raised her hand to cover her eyes, and slightly turned her head: "You are playing a hooligan, if you can't say it, just play a hooligan."

"If you don't leave, I can continue to change clothes?"

Han Zidong said indifferently.

Quan Nala looked up at Han Zidong's abdominal muscles, blushed and stood up: "Let's go, really."