Chapter 53 I Don't Mind 1/13.22.10

An Rufeng was taken aback, then placed her hand on Quan Zhilong's arm, leaned forward, lowered her head, and let her long, smooth hair fall down.

The fragrance wafted past his nose, and the ends of his hair brushed against Kwon Ji-yong's neck, making him feel a little itchy.

Kwon Ji-yong's gaze flickered, and his Adam's apple bobbed a few times.

An Rufeng tilted her head slightly, leaned close to Quan Zhilong's ear, and gently breathed warm air onto his ear.

The voice came out softly: "Yes, I don't mind. I'm happy to help."

Just as he was about to make a move, An Rufeng straightened up, her voice carrying a hint of lazy laughter, and continued, "However, I'm on my period, let's do it another day."

Kwon Ji-yong stared at An Yeo-feng for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled.

He reached out and embraced An Rufeng, pressing her against him with a firm yet gentle touch, his strength leaving no room for doubt.

An Rufeng, who was trying to straighten up, was forced to bend over again, with most of her body resting in his arms.

Quan Zhilong raised his head slightly and kissed An Rufeng's lips. Before she could react, his tongue pried open her teeth and slid in, while his hands tightened around her.

His kiss came fiercely, and An Rufeng couldn't help but back away. Quan Zhilong raised his hand to support the back of her head, tightening his grip slightly, and held her firmly in his arms.

Anru could clearly feel the warmth of his palm, the softness and urgency of his lips, hear their slightly disordered breathing, and feel his unique scent filling her nostrils.

After a long, passionate kiss, Kwon Ji-yong gently bit her earlobe, his voice hoarse and husky: "You thought I couldn't do anything to you, didn't you?"

He then kissed her again.

After an unknown amount of time, the two got up from the sofa.

An Rufeng tidied her clothes, while Quan Zhilong went to the bathroom.

The food was reheated in the microwave. Anru Feng had already eaten, but was now hungry, so the two ate together.

After Kwon Ji-yong and An Ru-feng finished their meal, Kwon Ji-yong said while clearing away the dishes, "I have to go to Japan in a couple of days. The group is going to release a new single there."

Upon hearing this, An Rufeng's heart stirred; she had originally planned to go to Japan after his birthday.

So he replied, "That's perfect, let's go together."

"Are you going back to Japan?" Kwon Ji-yong glanced at An Ru-feng.

Anru Feng nodded: "I've been in South Korea for quite a while now."

Kwon Ji-yong figured they would be traveling between Japan and South Korea during this time, so he didn't try to persuade An Joo-feng to stay in South Korea.

On the day of departure, Anru Feng and Quan Zhilong boarded the same plane to Japan.

Fans knew about Kwon Ji-yong's trip to Japan, so there were fans and media at the airport.

Cheers and camera shutters mingled together, creating a lively atmosphere.

An Rufeng followed behind, quickening her pace with Brother Li, and squeezed past the edge of the crowd, heading towards the exit first.

Kwon Ji-yong and his teammates stayed surrounded by fans for quite a while before they finally managed to get out and get into the car.

The group took a mid-afternoon flight and arrived in Japan in the evening.

Taiyang and the others returned to their dormitory, tidied up, and planned to go out to find food.

Tapo walked around the room but didn't see Kwon Ji-yong.

It delayed his meal.

Tap frowned and asked, "Where did the dragon go?"

The youngest member sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, pointed downstairs, and casually replied, "They're downstairs."

Upon hearing this, Tap understood and didn't ask any more questions. Anru Feng's house was downstairs.

Da Cheng tilted his head and asked curiously, "Should we invite Brother Zhilong to go out for dinner together?"

The maknae raised an eyebrow and replied with a half-smile, "What do you think?"

There's no need to ask that question; why bother a young couple?

Taiyang looked at his phone and said, "I've already made plans to have kaiseki cuisine at the East Exit Shopping Street."

Tapu had already opened the door and gone out, and Taeyang followed.

The maknae (youngest member) happily followed behind.

The maknae was secretly delighted. In the team, he was often responsible for waking up his teammates, and he was the last person he wanted to wake up Jiyong.

Looks like Zhilong won't be coming back to the dorm tonight. That's great, I don't have to get choked for trying to wake him up. How wonderful!

Da Cheng considered the possibility of being with his girlfriend, but to no avail. He then closed the door and followed her.

"Should we eat out or at home?" Kwon Ji-yong asked An Ru-feng, glancing at the messages in the group chat from Tae-yang and the others.

Of course, none of them can cook, so they order food to eat at home.

"Let's eat at home." An Rufeng had just returned from outside and didn't want to go out to eat.

"What should we eat?" Kwon Ji-yong flipped through the menu of restaurants where he could order takeout.

Anru Feng walked over and took a look together: "How is this sushi?"

Anrufeng was referring to the sushi restaurant near her home, which she hadn't been to in a long time and really wanted to eat there.

Kwon Ji-yong had no objection.

"Should we invite Jiang Dacheng and the others to eat together? Jiang Dacheng also likes this sushi, doesn't he?" An Rufeng suddenly said.

Just as Kwon Ji-yong was about to call to order food, he heard this and couldn't help but cover his face and chuckle, thinking of Dae-seong's troubled expression when he heard about eating sushi.

Anru asked curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

“It’s nothing,” Kwon Ji-yong shook his head. “They went to eat kaiseki cuisine, we’ll eat ours.”

Let's not talk about the embarrassing things he did before we got together.

Fortunately, Kwon Ji-yong didn't get tired of the food. He wasn't picky and was easy to feed. An Ru-feng, besides liking to eat the same thing repeatedly, wasn't picky either, so the two of them could eat together.

"Where do I live?" Kwon Ji-yong asked when it was time to shower and go to bed.

Aren't you going back to your dorm?

“Of course I’ll stay at your place,” Kwon Ji-yong said matter-of-factly.

"Stay in my room."

An Rufeng's house has three bedrooms and one living room. She converted one room into an art studio, and the other room is her parents' bedroom. Quan Zhilong naturally ended up sleeping in the same room as An Rufeng.

After taking a shower, drying his hair, and putting on loose pajamas, Kwon Ji-yong lay down on Anjou-style soft bed.

As soon as he lay down, a familiar fragrance filled his nostrils, just like the scent of Anjou, faint and lingering around his nose, which made Kwon Ji-yong feel inexplicably at ease.

Not long after, An Rufeng also came out after taking a shower. Her body was still damp with moisture. She walked to the bedside in her pajamas and lay down next to Quan Zhilong.

Seeing this, Quan Zhilong didn't say a word. He stretched out his long arm and hugged An Rufeng tightly in his arms. The two of them wrapped themselves in the quilt together.

In this sweltering heat, why bother with a blanket?

An Rufeng reached her arm out from under the covers, grabbed a corner of the blanket, and pulled it off tightly.

Even without the blanket, An Rufeng still felt her body temperature rise, a wave of heat washing over her, as if tiny flames were leaping across her body.

Although she felt it was pointless, she still reached out and nudged Kwon Ji-yong, signaling him to let go: "Aren't you hot?"

As expected, Kwon Ji-yong ignored him, his arms still tightly around An Joo-fung, showing no intention of letting go.

Instead, she freed one hand and reached for the air conditioner remote on the bedside table, pressing the buttons to lower the temperature.

Kwon Ji-yong reached out and grabbed the blanket again, gently pulling it back to cover her lower abdomen. He pressed his palm against her pajamas and asked, "Doesn't this hurt?"

As he spoke, Kwon Ji-yong gently placed his hand on An Ru-feng's lower abdomen and slowly began to massage it in circles with moderate force, one stroke after another, his movements very gentle.

Although An Rufeng always experiences menstrual cramps, she doesn't really learn from her mistakes. She only pays attention when she has cramps, and doesn't pay much attention when she doesn't have cramps. Although she still feels some pain now, it's not a big problem and can be ignored.

She didn't want to cover herself with the blanket at first and even tried to struggle a bit more, but the warm touch from her lower abdomen made her relax immediately, and it felt quite comfortable.

An Rufeng unconsciously leaned closer to Quan Zhilong, closed her eyes, and muttered softly, "Okay, then I'll cover it up."

Upon hearing this, Kwon Ji-yong's lips curled up slightly. He turned off the light, but continued rubbing his stomach without stopping, repeating the motion slowly and deliberately.

Feeling the movement of the person in his arms, Kwon Ji-yong slowly closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Kwon Ji-yong was half asleep in the middle of the night when he vaguely felt someone tugging at the blanket. The force wasn't strong, but it still made the blanket gradually shift to one side.

Kwon Ji-yong hadn't been sleeping well to begin with, and this noise woke him up in a half-dream state.

Before he was fully conscious, Kwon Ji-yong subconsciously thought that it was that brat maknae trying to steal his blanket again, so he casually reached out his hand to stop the "blanket-stealing" behavior.

But when his hand touched the soft body, he suddenly remembered that An Rufeng was lying next to him, and his mind cleared up.

Feeling the cool touch of the blanket, Kwon Ji-yong closed his eyes, pulled the blanket over An Ru-feng, and covered her body completely.

In the darkness, relying on her memory, she reached out and groped on the bedside table to find the air conditioner remote. By feeling, she pressed the buttons and turned the temperature up a few degrees.

He then slowly lay down again, turned to his side, gently pulled An Rufeng into his arms once more, put his arm around her waist, and fell asleep again.

Early in the morning, the sudden ringing of the telephone sounded particularly jarring in the quiet room.

Kwon Ji-yong frowned subconsciously. He didn't want to get involved, but An Ru-feng was still fast asleep beside him. In order not to disturb her, he stretched his arm to the bedside table and reached for the bright, vibrating phone, wanting to hang up the call as soon as possible.

Just as I was about to turn it off, I caught a glimpse of the phone screen out of the corner of my eye and stopped.

The phone screen displays Chinese characters, and the caller ID name is also a combination of Chinese characters.

Kwon Ji-yong gently nudged An Ru-feng's shoulder, handed her his phone, and whispered, "Ru-feng, here's your call."

They completely forgot that they had set their phone's interface to Chinese because they were learning Chinese, and even changed the names of their frequently contacted people to Chinese.

It's not surprising. When he's awake, he usually needs a moment to process the Chinese names of people he recognizes on the caller ID, let alone now that he's still half asleep and his brain can't process it at all.

In fact, the two people's phones were speaking each other's languages.

An Rufeng was pushed by him, and her head lifted slightly from the soft pillow. She was still sleepy and confused.

She reached out and took the phone, her eyes half-open as she looked at the screen. Although the contact's name looked unfamiliar, it was in Chinese. The two phones had the same brand and model, and felt the same. Still not fully awake, An Rufeng bent her finger, pressed the answer button, and held the phone to her ear, mumbling a "hello."

The person on the other end of the phone paused for a moment before speaking, "Ru Feng, has Zhi Long woken up? He..."

An Rufeng listened, her brows furrowing more and more. Her Korean was still rudimentary; she struggled to understand even basic words, and now she could only barely comprehend a few words, unable to connect them or understand their meaning.

After listening for a while, An Rufeng finally realized that this might be Kwon Ji-yong's phone.

"It's your call." An Rufeng tossed the phone to Quan Zhilong again.

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Author's Note: I will be updating tomorrow and the day after. [Lucky Lotus][Cat Paw]