Chapter 43 Cute 11/20.23.59

The next evening, both Kwon Ji-yong and An Yeo-poong were going out.

Kwon Ji-yong went to a friend's birthday party, while An Yeo-feng just had dinner with her friends, and the dinner time was a little later than usual.

The two had different schedules, and Kwon Ji-yong insisted on going out with An Yeo-poong, which caused him to arrive at the birthday party quite late.

Kwon Ji-yong's friend Ryo is a young and promising fashionista in the industry. Many people attended his birthday party, and the atmosphere was very lively.

Kwon Ji-yong found Ryo in the crowd, exchanged a few words with the birthday boy, and then, holding his wine glass, went to find some familiar friends.

As soon as he sat down, the conversation naturally turned to Kwon Ji-yong.

"Ryo told me you're no longer single? You seem to be having a sweet time. You're so late today, are you spending time with your girlfriend?"

Seeing Kwon Ji-yong's bright smile, a friend couldn't help but tease him.

Upon hearing this, Kwon Ji-yong's smile widened even further.

Seeing his joyful expression, as if he were floating on a cloud of happiness, everyone couldn't help but rub their arms together.

Why didn't your girlfriend come along?

"You missed so many parties while pursuing your girlfriend. Now that you've won her over, take her out to have more fun."

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Kwon Ji-yong verbally agreed, but in his heart he was thinking, "Who wants to hang out with a bunch of single dogs like you? It's much more fun to spend time with my girlfriend."

A group of people were chatting and laughing when Ryo and Mizuhara Nishiko arrived at their place.

There weren't many seats left, only two. One was next to Kwon Ji-yong, and the other was opposite him.

Ryo wanted to sit next to Kwon Ji-yong, but Suwon Seiko had already sat down next to him first.

Ryo then sat down opposite Kwon Ji-yong, subtly glancing at Suwon Seo-ja's expression as she did so.

He was somewhat worried.

He understood Suwon Seo-ja's personality and knew that she hadn't given up on Kwon Ji-yong.

Although he favors Suwon Seiko, Kwon Ji-yong already has a girlfriend. If any dramatic entanglements arise, it will be difficult for him, the person who brought Kwon Ji-yong and Suwon Seiko together, to maintain his position.

Shuiyuan Xizi sat next to Quan Zhilong, her emotions undisguised, but she only smiled at him, greeted him, and said nothing more.

Just as Ryo thought, she hadn't given up on Kwon Ji-yong yet, but now that he nominally had a girlfriend, she wouldn't do anything openly anymore.

She wasn't in a hurry. How long could love, especially love between idols, last? Why should she do something that was both exhausting and thankless?

Furthermore, Shuiyuan Xizi believes that she and Quan Zhilong are similar. According to her analysis, for Quan Zhilong, An Rufeng is more about what he can't have being the best, just like her. At first, she was only interested in Quan Zhilong, but after failing to achieve her goal, her interest grew, and she even fell in love with him.

Now that Kwon Ji-yong has pursued An Joo-feng for so long, it's not surprising that they finally got together; it was only a matter of time before they broke up.

Kwon Ji-yong smiled back at her, and then spoke to Ryo, the host of the birthday party.

He knew that Shuiyuan Xizi had feelings for him beyond friendship, but that was fine. She wasn't the only person like that in his circle of friends, and as long as they got along well, that was enough.

As for the illusion that not completely cutting ties might give the other person a chance, or that not responding might cause them pain, what does that have to do with him?

After a few rounds of drinks, Kwon Ji-yong's phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was from An Ru-feng.

Anru Feng: [We're calling it a day, I'm going home. What time are you planning to be back? I'll have my driver pick you up.]

Kwon Ji-yong immediately replied: 【Let's go back together, you come pick me up.】

Anru Feng immediately replied: 【Okay.】

They came in one car. Anru first took Kwon Ji-yong to his birthday party, and then went to her friend's place.

An Rufeng's restaurant was not far from Quan Zhilong's, about 20 minutes away. Quan Zhilong had been drinking with his friends for a while when he received the message that An Rufeng had arrived.

Kwon Ji-yong and Ryo said goodbye.

Ryo knew that Kwon Ji-yong had changed his ticket, but he also had to catch a flight to South Korea the next morning, so he didn't try to stop him.

Kwon Ji-yong had drunk a few too many drinks tonight. When he got up, he lost his balance and Suwon Seo-ja, who was sitting next to him, took his arm.

"Shall I help you out?" Shuiyuan Xizi leaned closer to him and spoke, her voice hoarse.

Kwon Ji-yong was somewhat drunk, but his mind was clear.

Having spent so much time with Anru Feng, Kwon Ji-yong realized that her concern about the boundaries of physical contact made him understand that many of his previous skinships were overstepping boundaries for many people, and he no longer engages in casual skinships.

Kwon Ji-yong is currently very mindful of the appropriate level of skinship. Almost as soon as Mizuwa took his arm, he immediately realized it was too intimate and pulled his hand away, saying, "I don't need it. Thank you for your kindness, Mizuwa-san."

He wasn't so drunk that he needed help. After a while, he said goodbye to Ryo again and went out.

No one noticed that in a dimly lit corner of the party, a small, thin person was secretly looking at photos on their phone, a satisfied smile playing on their lips.

He was very satisfied with the photo. Sumiyoshi and Kwon Ji-yong were arm in arm, their heads gently touching as they talked. The two looked very close and intimate.

This photo could earn him a hefty prize; it was worth the effort he put in to sneak into the party.

Brother Li parked the car at the entrance, and An Rufeng didn't get out of the car; she sat in the car waiting for Quan Zhilong.

She soon saw Kwon Ji-yong come out.

Perhaps because he had been drinking, he seemed a bit sluggish. Kwon Ji-yong quickly got into the car, and his previously expressionless face broke into a bright smile the moment he saw An Yeo-feng.

His cheeks were flushed red from the alcohol, and his eyes were somewhat glazed, as if they held a pool of shimmering water, sparkling yet tinged with a hazy mist.

Seeing him looking at her quietly and motionless, like a well-behaved little puppy, An Rufeng suddenly found him adorable and couldn't help but rub his face.

Kwon Ji-yong's face was hot, and when he felt the coolness of her hand, he couldn't help but rub it against her. An Ru-feng thought he was even cuter.

Back home, Kwon Ji-yong wanted to take a walk in the yard.

Although it was already evening, it was still very hot in the middle of summer. There was no air conditioning outside, and Anru Feng felt it was too hot and rejected the suggestion.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, let's take a walk!" Kwon Ji-yong said coquettishly.

Looking at his slightly tipsy yet adorable appearance, An Rufeng shook her head helplessly, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up, and she replied softly, "Alright, let's go for a walk then."

A gentle breeze blew by, like a tender hand, softly caressing Anru Feng's hair, bringing a touch of coolness, and she didn't feel so hot anymore.

However, after only a few steps, Kwon Ji-yong hugged An Ru-feng from behind, pressing his entire body tightly against hers, like a puzzle piece finding its perfect match. He rested his head against her neck, his warm cheek pressed against her neck, like a lazy and clingy koala.

An Rufeng suddenly felt a burning heat on his back. The coolness brought by the breeze on the summer night was instantly dispelled by the heat of his body.

Her body stiffened slightly involuntarily, like a cat used to being alone suddenly being held tightly, feeling uncomfortable all over.

She tried to gently break free, but Kwon Ji-yong's embrace was like an iron hoop, holding her tightly and not moving an inch.

Since they officially got together, she discovered that Kwon Ji-yong especially liked to hug and cuddle.

An Rufeng is not a person who likes physical contact, and she feels uncomfortable every time Quan Zhilong gets so passionate and clingy.

Although she believes that intimate gestures between boyfriends and girlfriends are normal and acceptable, she feels that her boyfriend particularly enjoys cuddling and hugging.

Everything should be done in moderation.

An Rufeng stopped, took a deep breath, and tried to make her tone sound calm. She turned to Quan Zhilong, a hint of helplessness on her face, and softly pleaded, "Could you please not hug me all the time? Just a little less, okay? It's really a bit... um, inconvenient. And look at this hot weather, aren't you hot?"

Upon hearing this, Kwon Ji-yong's previously dreamy and carefree eyes instantly turned pitiful, looking like a puppy being scolded by its owner, with drooping ears and a pitiful expression.

His voice had a hint of childishness, and his tone was full of coquettishness and grievance: "I'm your boyfriend! Can't I even hug you!"

As he spoke, he buried his head even deeper, nuzzling and kissing An Rufeng's neck like a child asking for candy but being refused.

His lips occasionally brushed lightly against Anrufeng's skin, causing a slight itch, and she couldn't help but move her neck.

Perhaps it was because he had always been very restrained when pursuing Anru Feng, suppressing his emotions, but now that they are a couple, he no longer needs to hide anything. Or perhaps it was the alcohol that emboldened him, but Kwon Ji-yong has become bolder in his speech.

He leaned close to An Rufeng's ear and kissed it, a mischievous smile playing on his lips, a smile brimming with ambiguity, and whispered, "Besides, we'll be doing even more intimate things in the future."

His hot breath, carrying the scent of alcohol, sprayed against Anru Feng's ear, like a fiery little snake, winding its way across her ear, making it instantly burn hot.

An Rufeng covered her ears, glared at Quan Zhilong reproachfully, and patted him lightly.