Jin Zhiyuan shook her head: "I just think it's quiet and comfortable here."
Ouyang Guang looked at her hair blown by the wind, and suddenly reached out to gently brush away the hair on her cheek. The moment his fingers touched her skin, both of them were stunned.
"...My hair is messy." He quickly withdrew his hand and explained in a way that made the matter even more obvious.
Jin Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Thank you."
In the afternoon, they came to Bukchon Hanok Village. On both sides of the winding alleys were traditional Hanok buildings with gray tiles and white walls, simple and elegant.
"This is a good place for taking photos," Jin Zhiyuan took out her phone, "Shall we take a group photo?"
Ouyang Guang nodded and stood beside her. Jin Zhiyuan raised her phone, but found that the height difference between the two made it difficult to compose the picture.
"Lower your head," she commanded, "Yes, lower your head..."
Ouyangguang reluctantly bent down, matching Jin Zhiyuan's height, and slightly bent his knees so that their faces could be in the same picture. He thought it was just an ordinary photo, so his expression was relaxed, even with a little helpless and doting smile.
But the next second.
Jin Zhiyuan suddenly stood on tiptoe and put her cheek close to his ear. Her warm breath gently brushed over his ear, with a faint scent of berries.
Ouyang Guang turned her head subconsciously, but his lips unexpectedly brushed against her cheek.
"Crack."
The camera freezes.
In the picture, Ouyang Guang still maintained a gentle smile, but her eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing a hint of unnaturalness. On the other hand, Jin Zhiyuan opened her eyes wide, her whole body was stiff, and her ears and neck turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Three seconds when the air freezes
Neither of them moved, and they could even hear each other's breathing.
"Take a picture, take a picture!" Kim Ji-won took two steps back suddenly, checking the photos in a panic and almost tripped over the hem of her hanbok skirt.
Ouyang Guang quickly held her arm and said, "Be careful with the steps."
His voice remained steady, but his fingertips lingered on her wrist a moment longer.
Ouyangguang's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was a little hoarse: "...Nuna did it on purpose?"
Jin Zhiyuan blinked and pretended to be innocent: "What do you mean by intentional? I just wanted to find a different angle."
"…"
Ouyang Guang stared at her for two seconds, then suddenly reached out, gently pinched her chin, and rubbed her cheek that had just been touched with his thumb.
"Here," he said in a low voice with a hint of danger, "was it my mistake or a trap set by Noona?"
Jin Zhiyuan's heart skipped a beat and the smile on her face froze.
Ouyangguang stared at her for two seconds and suddenly smiled.
"Well," he slowly took out his cell phone, "then I'll take a picture too."
Before Jin Zhiyuan could react, he had already put his arms around her waist and leaned closer.
"Wait, wait!" She hurriedly covered his chest with her hands, "I was wrong!"
Ouyang Guang stopped, his nose almost touching her fingertips, with a smile in his eyes: "Are you scared now?"
Jin Zhiyuan glared at him with a red face: "...You have learned bad habits."
"I learned it from Noona."
She lowered her head and pretended to adjust her belt, her voice an octave higher than usual: "Let's go over there and take a look! I heard there are traditional performances!"
Ouyang Guang looked at her red earlobes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "䗽."
He naturally took her bag and carried it in his hands, slowing down his pace to match her somewhat messy steps.
——Interview in the small black room——
PD:
PD: "How does it feel to be so close?"
Ouyang Guang (chuckles): "Noona's shampoo smells so good."
Kim Ji-won (shy): "I was so flustered, my heart was beating so fast!"
PD: "Did you really kiss me at that time?"
Ouyang Guang (touching his ear): "...an accident."
Kim Ji-won (covering her face): "It's the angle!"
——The entire program crew was shocked——
PD's eyes widened: "Can this part be broadcast?"
The VJ's hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold the camera steady: "Is this an accident or a script?"
Manager Seung Hwan held his forehead and said, "Fans will go crazy if this part is broadcast..."
He secretly sent a message to Ouyang Guang: "You kid...did you do this on purpose?"
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