Korean Entertainment's Sadness at the End of Winter

A thick down jacket, pink earmuffs, a cotton hat with a small fur ball, and a white scarf are worn on the 1.5-meter-long Baoer, wrapping her petite figure round, like a clumsy penguin Same.

Her foot was sprained, but she danced happily, lightly, hard, puffing her cheeks, reluctantly followed behind Han Bin.

Han Bin stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets, and gave her a cool back view, colder than the cold wind.

"Hey Yigu, my foot...it hurts..." Bao'er pursed her lips, pretending to be pitiful.

"Didn't you just dance very happily?" Han Bin snorted coldly. "I thought you were a marathon runner. With that momentum, is it possible to sprain your foot?"

"Oppa, are you angry?" Bao'er raised her voice, with a beating smile on her face.

"No." Han Bin directly denied.A joke, of course he was angry, but how could he admit it.

"Hee hee, okay, Oppa isn't angry, I know I was wrong." Bao'er bounced a few times, came behind Han Bin, and hugged his waist with both hands. "It won't happen again in the future."

"Oh, you're right again." Han Bin chuckled, obviously still sullen, and for some reason, when he saw Bao'er sprained her foot and was still jumping, he felt inexplicably irritable.

"It's hard to understand that this is the legendary conflict between couples?" Bao'er said in surprise, grabbing Han Bin's clothes with her two small hands. "It turns out that oppa is distressed. It seems that the injured girl is happy, and can be cared for by boys."

"Yes, do you want me to hold you in the palm of my hand?" Han Bin said viciously, emphasizing the words 'holding you in the palm of my hand'.

"Oppa... Shameless..." Bao'er broke down slightly, her face flushed, recalling how embarrassing it was when Han Bin held her chest with both hands last time. "Don't talk about it again, it won't be allowed in the future."

Han Bin snorted lightly.Turning around, pinching her cheeks with both hands, said. "Bao'er, who is not shy or impatient, what are you afraid of? Are you shy?"

"Oppa, I'm a girl, so of course I'm shy." Bao'er shouted in embarrassment.

"I'll forgive you this time." Han Bin let go of his hand, and then asked worriedly. "Why did you sprain your foot?"

"Hee hee, I sprained it during the stage performance, so I can just take a few days off." Bao'er smiled, and then grabbed Han Bin's shoulders with both hands.greasy said. "Oppa carries me on my back, I can't walk anymore."

"Okay, but you need to pay a little reward." Han Bin readily agreed.

"What does oppa want?" Bo'er asked with a pout.

A look of narrowness flashed in Han Bin's eyes, and he slowly bent down, resting his hands on his knees.He closed his eyes until the two faced each other.The corners of the mouth are slightly upturned.A 'you get it' look.

No, this is so embarrassing, why don't you see if there is anyone around, if not, then...

Bao'er shrank back slightly, like a frightened ostrich.Swallowing his dry throat, he glanced at the surrounding situation guiltily. After investigating for a while, his face was hot.

"Just a moment. Not much."

Standing on tiptoe, raising his head, pouting his pink lips, gently imprinted on Han Bin's lips, his face was covered with a seductive blush, and even his eyelashes fluttered in embarrassment.

It was a tiptoe kiss, a shameful one.

The cold low temperature made people's lips a little chilly, but Han Bin felt a faint warmth coming from his lips, which was still warm and moist, with a shy fragrance.

Bao girl, the more you live, the more you go back. You used to be very bold, but now you can even make a kiss clumsily. She is an expert at stealing kisses.

"Okay, oppa can't be greedy." Bao'er pursed her lips and muttered, just about to take a step back, but her body suddenly leaned forward.

Suddenly, Han Bin opened his eyes, couldn't hide his smile, wrapped his arms around Bao'er's waist, and moved forward awkwardly, his petite body pressed tightly against his body, and he bent down again.

The lips with only a small gap are glued together again, like buds that are about to bloom.

"Woooo..." With a vague protest, Bao'er struggled a few times symbolically, and lightly beat Han Bin's chest with both hands, but in the next moment, it turned into a handful of soft water, allowing Han Bin to be frivolous.

In fact, she is the real Wannian Shou, but she was a little bolder before.

After a long time, her lips parted, Bao'er lowered her tiptoes and lowered her head in shame, while Han Bin was smiling and pinching her chin triumphantly.

"Oppa, don't act like this, it's not good if people see it." Bao'er protested weakly.

"Oh, be careful after that." Han Bin smiled, lowered his head to her ear, and said. "Where there are no people, it's fine."

"I'm going to die." Bao'er blushed suddenly, unable to withstand the ambiguous teasing. "Don't say things like that again, oppa."

Han Bin squatted down, wrapped her waist with one hand, and her legs with the other. With a little effort, he held her in his arms and walked steadily towards home.

"Ahhh... oppa, you scared me to death, and you didn't say anything in advance." Bao'er was startled, slapped her hands a few times dissatisfied, and said worriedly. "Nobody around, if there are reporters, it's over."

"It's hard to say." Han Bin smiled.

"Forget it, forget it." Bao'er snorted indifferently, then smiled sweetly, and rubbed her head against Han Bin's arms. "Hee hee, oppa's embrace is the most loving."

"Then, what bad things do you want to do again?" Han Bin lowered his head and asked.

"Well, what bad things can I do?" Bao'er murmured dissatisfiedly, and whispered. "Who did the bad thing? I don't know who always likes to put me under him."

"Don't you like it?" Han Bin smiled brightly.

"Ah, you're the one who likes it, who likes to be under your pressure, go to hell." Bao'er yelled angrily, and simply hid her head.She felt that she really couldn't stand being teased.

After a while, Han Bin returned home with Bao'er in his arms.

"Oppa, Yuezhen O'Neill is here too." Bao'er lowered her voice, as guilty as a cheating lover.This is the first time for her to experience a situation like this, and she also knows that Han Bin and Bai Yuezhen are siblings.

"Yeah, it's okay, she already knows about us." Han Bin's voice was soft, but there was a sigh.

Bai Yuezhen's expression was calm, she breathed out lightly from her mouth, her eyelids lowered slowly, although her heart was still a little bitter, it was not as uncomfortable as imagined.

Now that you choose to let go, then treat it with a normal attitude. Anyway, the relationship between yourself and Han Bin is sister and brother, so just get along naturally.

People can only survive if they quickly adjust their mentality and adapt to the environment.

"Yuezhen Oni, hello." Bao'er called out timidly.

"Well, Bao'er is here." Bai Yuezhen smiled slightly, her voice soft. "Then I won't bother you, I'll go see Han Xue."

In the living room, only Han Bin and Bao'er were left.

"Go in, don't worry about it." Han Bin said, holding Baoer's shoulders and leading her in. "Also, let me see where you sprained."

"Okay." Bao'er sat on the sofa absent-mindedly, frowning, and kicked her feet.

Han Bin came out of the bedroom, took Jinchuang medicine, and was going to help her massage the sprain.

"What's wrong?" He squatted down, holding Bao'er's foot in one hand, and took off his socks. A pink and tender little foot was warm, and the ankle was red and swollen. "If you want to ask anything, just ask."

"That... Why did oppa bring sister Han Xue out?" Of course Bao'er knew of Han Xue's existence, she had seen it before. "Also, is it true that Oppa is retiring?"

At the awards ceremony of the Baeksang Arts Awards, anyone who is not a fool can see that Han Bin acquiesced that the scandal was intentional.

"It's true." Han Bin paused for a moment before continuing. "I want to retire, I don't want to be an artist, and I don't have the idea of ​​being an artist."

Bao'er's eyes were dim, she lowered her head silently, and asked softly, "Why? Oppa."

"Remember what I asked you? I said if I wasn't an artist, would you still like me?" Han Bin said softly.

"I haven't forgotten." Baoer replied dryly. "At that time, Oppa returned to Korea just to retire."

"Then now, I'm almost no longer an artist." Han Bin raised his head and asked seriously. "Will you still like it?"

"I like it." Bao'er nodded without hesitation. "How can I not like it? After waiting for so long, I won't give up. But if Oppa is not an artist, then we will spend less time together. I'm afraid that we will gradually become unfamiliar with each other."

Sometimes, distance does not produce beauty, it only makes people regret.

"If you like it, then please continue to like it." Han Bin smiled slightly, and the tension in his heart eased a lot. "I will try my best to like you, and if I am not an entertainer, I will have a lot of free time in the future, so I can secretly go to Japan to have a tryst with you."

"Stealing people, don't you like it the most?"

"Who likes to steal people?" Bao'er groaned falteringly and shouted. "Oppa, don't always wrong people. I only like to steal a man named Han Bin. I will only steal one in this life."

"Okay." Han Bin smiled and whispered. "Then you have a chance tonight, why don't you try it secretly."

Stealing is the kind of thing that makes people blush, and it's not suitable for children.

"Not good." Bao'er reservedly refused, and quickly checked to see if there was anyone around, and added. "Then...try."

Han Bin touched his nose with a pleasant smile on his face. His fingers were stained with the fragrance of the medicine, and he rubbed Bao'er's sprained ankle lightly or heavily, and pinched the sensitive acupuncture points from time to time, making Bao'er's face blush. Try not to make a sound.

Suddenly, he had the idea of ​​molesting Bao'er. (To be continued..)