Chapter 127 What do you mean by counterattack? It's obviously a benefit for yourself.

Chapter 127 What do you mean by counterattack? It's obviously a benefit for yourself.

When Kwon Ji-yong was covered in "blood", sitting on the ground leaning against the wall, slightly tilting his head and breathing heavily with the corners of his mouth raised, Yi-eun could tell that he was panting because he was really tired.

However, when the director said the filming was over, he still stood up, smiled and bowed to thank all the staff.

Yien pursed her lips and didn't interrupt him. She waited until he finished his finishing work before approaching him.

Back in the dormitory, Ye-eun followed Kwon Ji-yong into his bed for the first time. Kwon Ji-yong lay on top of Ye-eun and buried his head in her neck as if he was hugging a toy.

His cheeks were red due to the high fever, and even when Ye-en held his hand, she could feel the unusually high temperature of his palm.

Kwon Ji-yong was feeling uncomfortable with the fever. He couldn't fall asleep while holding Yi-eun in his arms. However, if he didn't sleep, his mind would be in a horrible mess.

His thoughts uncontrollably shifted from his work to Ye-eun's performance, and then to their time together as children.

The fever was too severe. Even though Ye-eun put a fever-reducing patch on him and fed him water from time to time, Kwon Ji-yong felt as if his soul and body were separated, as if he could not feel his own existence.

His thoughts were floating in the air, and he hummed softly: "It's so uncomfortable..."

"Brother Nan Guo has already made an appointment with the doctor. He will be feeling better soon." Yi En sighed, raised her hand and patted his back, comforting him softly.

Artists have a special profession. Even if they are sick, they cannot rush directly to the hospital for emergency treatment, otherwise it will probably be all over the news tomorrow.

Cold sweat kept coming out of his face. After Yi Eun wiped it off, the sweat appeared again within a few minutes. Kwon Ji-yong tossed and turned and couldn't calm down at all. His body felt hot and cold, and he wanted to lift the quilt when he covered himself with it.

When Ye-eun saw the miserable Kwon Ji-yong for the first time, her heart ached. She remembered how he cried out of fear when she had her first period, and her heart softened.

Not long after Kwon Ji-yong held Yi-eun's hand tightly and fell asleep beside her, Kim Nam-guk finally came.

Yi-eun carefully released Quan Zhilong's hand from hers, got out of bed and told Jin Nanguo about Quan Zhilong's condition: "He started to have a fever in the afternoon, and the highest fever was 40 degrees. It just dropped to 39 degrees..."

Jin Nanguo nodded with complicated eyes. He had been following other members these days so he hadn't taken care of Zhilong. Fortunately, Yien was with him. "Why don't you go back first? Are you going to work again soon?"

"He can still sleep for two hours. I'll wait until he wakes up before going upstairs." Ye Eun smiled, "Otherwise he'll be sad again when he wakes up and sees that I'm not here."

As expected, Quan Zhilong couldn't sleep well due to the high fever. He felt a rustling sound beside his ear. He clenched his hands but found nothing. He woke up immediately. With his throat already aching, he whispered, "Ye-eun..."

Yien turned around, squatted in front of his bed and smiled at him: "Why are you so clingy? Hurry up and get up and go to the hospital with Nanguo brother."

"I know..." Kwon Ji-yong looked at Yi-eun aggrievedly, lowered his head to put on his clothes, and then put on a hat and mask, wrapping himself tightly. He kept looking back as he followed Brother Nan Guo towards the elevator.

Yien curled her lips and waved at him: "I'm going up, just listen to the doctor."

Quan Zhilong pursed his lips and watched the elevator door close, muttering softly: "Can I make Ye-eun into a pendant and take her with me?"

"..." Jin Nanguo ignored the crazy talk he said when he had a fever and pressed the button for the basement floor. "It's the same doctor as before. I guess he needs an IV. I don't know if he can make it to the afternoon meeting. I'll notify them to postpone it."

Of course, the time for MV shooting cannot be changed due to illness, but it can be adjusted through internal meetings within YG.

Quan Zhilong nodded, but after he got into work mode, his mind was as confused as a mess and he didn't listen to what his agent said.

He just leaned against the elevator wall, his only exposed amber eyes full of seriousness, and hummed softly: "I miss Ye Eun."

"..." Jin Nanguo pursed his lips. Forget it. What's the point of talking to this guy who only has Yien in his mind after he got sick?

Only then did Ye Eun* return to the dormitory, tiptoe to take off her shoes and remove her makeup. After removing her makeup, she took out her mobile phone and found that Kim Heechul had sent her a congratulatory message.

"Oh my god, that's rough."

Yien smiled, said thank you, and looked at the time. If she made good use of the time, she could still sleep for two hours. She set the alarm clock and lay down quickly.

When the alarm rang, Ye Eun felt like she hadn't gotten much sleep. By the time she yawned and got dressed to go out, the other members had already packed up.

After finishing recording the video radio program, Kwon Ji-yong also sent himself a message saying that he had returned to the company from the hospital.

"TAT, I've been on IV drip for a long time, and now I have to prepare for a meeting again." Kwon Ji-yong lowered his head aggrievedly and sent a message to Yi-eun. Because of his illness, Jia-hu was taken away by his mother to be taken care of.

However, Ye-eun is busy with her schedule every day, and the two may not see each other even once a week, and can only communicate through mobile phones.

He just felt terribly lonely now. Quan Zhilong looked at the staff preparing for the next discussion, pouted and sent a message to Yien: "Let's elope! There's too much work!"

Ye-eun sat in the car and headed to the next destination. She replied with a smile, "Okay."

However, after waiting for a few minutes, the other party did not reply to the message. Yeen smiled and put away her phone. He must have started a meeting.

The next day was Monday and there was no music show. It was a rare day for them to have a rest, and because they were used to getting up early, Ye-en's biological clock made her wake up at six o'clock.

It was only half past six when she finished washing up. Thinking that Quan Zhilong had just finished an infusion yesterday and wondering if he would have a fever again, she walked upstairs carefully.

Yesterday, because he finished work too late, he did not return to the dormitory downstairs, but instead returned to the small suite he rented upstairs.

Yien lowered her head and pressed the password. When she entered the room, she saw Jiahu lying on his little bed. After hearing the sound, he raised his head lazily, and when he found it was Yien, he hummed twice and lay down again.

"Our Jiahu is so good." Yien touched Jiahu's chin, "Auntie should come to pick you up in the afternoon, so be good."

Kwon Ji-yong is sick and Ye-eun is busy, so they have to entrust Jiahu to their aunt.

Jiahu seemed to understand and hummed twice in grievance. Yien looked at his expression and her eyes narrowed. It was exactly the same as Zhilong's aggrieved expression.

She touched Jiahu and carefully pushed open the door of Quan Zhilong's room.

The room was dark and the curtains were drawn tightly. Ye-en could only vaguely see a bulge on his bed.

She tiptoed over and saw that Quan Zhilong was still sleeping. She carefully pointed the thermometer at his forehead and luckily, it was just a low fever.

Yi Eun sat on the edge of the bed, propped up on her hands and looked at Kwon Ji-yong. His hair was messy, and his eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes when he closed his eyes.

His well-behaved appearance was completely different from when he was awake.

She couldn't help but tiptoe into his bed, since she had slept in his bed yesterday anyway. The room was dim, and the light combined with the warm quilt made Ye-en yawn and prepare to take a nap directly on his bed.

However, no matter how quiet the movement was, how could a human being like the Dragon crawling into the bed not notice it?

He turned over in a daze, and when he touched Yien's hand, his mind already recognized who it was. He held Yien's hand with one hand, and put the other hand around her waist, and clamped his legs around Yien's calves. In an instant, Yien was pressed tightly against him as if she was held in his arms.

How can she sleep in this position...Yeun sighed.

However, this is not the end. Kwon Ji-yong is still clingy even when he is asleep. There is no distance between him and Yi-eun at all. He lowered his head and couldn't help but kiss Yi-eun on her collarbone.

The room was so dark that Ye-eun could only see the faint outline of Kwon Ji-ryong. She could instantly feel the slightly warm breath. His kiss slowly extended from her collarbone upwards, leaving a moist breath on her neck.

Until his lips moved up to press against hers again, Ye-eun couldn't help but raise her head and wanted to step back, but the hand around her waist went up again, grabbing the back of her neck and pressing her inward.

"Are you... awake?" Feeling his tongue on the corner of her lips licking her lower lip, Yien couldn't help but ask.

However, her opening of the mouth gave Quan Zhilong an opportunity. His tongue invaded instantly, like a general occupying a territory, and he patrolled inside gently yet domineeringly.

"Not awake." He spoke shamelessly and vaguely, but his tongue invaded again without hesitation, and his hands pressed harder on the back of Yeen's neck to pull her into him.

Feeling his unusual temperature this time, Yien felt that the hot breath in his mouth spread to her whole body. Yien's breathing became faster, and when she heard his smug chuckle, she thought of counterattacking!

With trembling hands, she pulled Quan Zhilong's pajamas, and stuck out her tongue, imitating his attacking manner, trying to occupy his lips and tongue.

Feeling her trembling counterattack, Quan Zhilong couldn't help but curl his eyes and gently withdrew his attack, allowing her to wreak havoc in his mouth.

However, just as she was about to feel proud, he hugged Yien tightly again, turned over and pressed her under him, and while they were kissing each other, he held the back of her head with one hand and began to stroke her neck to her collarbone with the other hand.

This time the attack was more intense, and because of his pressed down posture, the ends of his hair even started to mess around his neck.

From an attacker he became the invaded again, and it seemed that even his hair had turned into an attacking soldier, wreaking havoc on his body.

As he kissed her, the ends of his hair went from her neck into her clothes. This guy even flirted with his hair...Ye'en's eyes were confused, and she was a little dazed by the kiss.

Her breathing was completely disordered, and her whole body was filled with his scent. Yien even felt dizzy. There was only one thought in her mind: this man was too much. He was just being gentle just now, maybe he was just teasing her...

The kiss made her mind a mess, her heart beat faster, and she completely lost the ability to think, while Quan Zhilong on her body seemed to be completely at ease. Yien was so angry that she reached her hand into the quilt.

Kwon Ji-yong was stunned for a moment, his breathing stagnated for a second, and he stopped kissing her for a moment. However, after feeling that Yi-eun's soft hand seemed to be stunned as well, he kissed her lips again, as if indulging her mischief, and as if hoping that she would do something bad.

His hot breath and kisses gradually moved downwards, and his well-defined hands also began to move downwards, deliberately provoking her with his mouth: "It's okay, there will be a chance to counterattack next time. I've said it many times before."

Yien looked down at her disheveled collar and his tentative kiss below her collarbone. She also noticed that his hand was getting hotter and hotter, and her heart began to beat rapidly.

In an instant, the thoughts of running away and continuing began to compete for dominance in Ye-eun's mind. Quan Zhilong smiled softly again and raised his head slightly, "It seems that we can't counterattack this time."

"How...how is this possible!" Yien said in a boastful tone, closed her eyes, made up her mind, and reached her hand in.

Quan Zhilong was already feeling extremely happy, but he had to pretend nothing had happened. He just lowered his head and kissed her softness. Feeling Yi Eun start to freeze again, his hand slid down her neck.

The singer's hands are always nimble. In a trance, Ye-en saw a pair of dancers from a primitive tribe marching to the beat of drums. Her face flushed slightly as she listened to him calling her name tenderly and lovingly.

"Ye'en, Ye'en..." His coquettish voice came from below, sounding both flattering and comforting. Ye-eun tilted her head back, panting, her whole body moving in rhythm with the dancers following the movements of his hands.

Her body was controlled and her mind lost the ability to think, and Ye-en's hands stopped moving completely.

The other party didn't seem to mind that he was just enjoying himself. Instead, he raised his head and kissed him again. Ye-eun's ears turned red and her eyes began to lose focus.

The only person left in front of her was this man who occupied her entire field of vision. In the dim room, Yi Eun felt his lips and hands which were warmer than usual, and she tilted her head back as if crying or screaming. The sound squeezed out from their tightly pressed lips and reached Kwon Ji-yong's ears.

Her suppressed voice was like that of a kitten. Quan Zhilong's breathing stagnated. For a moment, he seemed to put his hands in the sticky and slippery sea water. He whispered, "Ye Eun, Babe, I love you..."

Tears naturally flowed from the corners of her eyes and fell onto the pillow. Yien's mind was hazy as she looked at the stars appearing in the dim room. It took her a long time to realize that it was her illusion.

After it was over, her whole body softened. Yeen listened to the faint sound of water coming from the bathroom, and shyness began to flash in her eyes.

She stretched out her hand, looked at her soft palm, and slapped it hard, ahhhh! It was this hand that caused the trouble! The chaotic scenes just now began to flash back in her mind, and she could still seem to hear the intermittent voices of the two people in her ears. Yien buried her head in Kwon Ji-yong's bed, with her ears red.

When Quan Zhilong came out wiping his hands, his fever seemed to have gone down instantly. He teased with a smile on his face, "Ye-eun, this method of reducing fever is really great. Can you come tomorrow too?"

Yi En raised her head angrily, and when she saw his hand, she started to feel embarrassed again. She threw the pillow under her head at him, "Burn you!"

Kwon Ji-yong's health is gradually recovering, and Ye-eun's promotion activities are also coming to an end. From early May to mid-June, after more than a month of promotion, "Can't Anyone" won seven first places, "Go away" won four first places, and "Clap Your Hands" won one first place.

Ye-eun's solo song "I" and Park Bom's "You and I" also won three and two first places respectively.

Although the sales of the physical album have just exceeded 100,000, the number of views of several MVs on YouTube are among the highest among the returning artists this year.

With the good results of their comeback, there was naturally a joyous atmosphere within the company, and 2NE1 shouted out in surprise when they heard their manager Xiaopang say that they were going to start preparing for the Korean concert.

"Concert! Ahhh, are we really going to have a concert?" Minzhi stood up and hugged the fat boy, "Oppa! Wuwuwu Oppa, I'm so happy!"

CL was caught off guard by this sudden surprise and felt like she was dreaming. Her face was full of confusion, and she glanced at the members in bewilderment, "Concert...really?"

“Really.” Xiaopang looked at the slightly bewildered people and smiled innocently, “Although it’s just a tour within Korea, it’s really confirmed. The time is tentatively scheduled for October, and we have already started to book the venue. There will be no time to rest in the next few months.”

He lowered his head and flipped through the schedule again, "Makeup, stage design, song selection... um, I have to work out. If I'm not in good health, I won't be able to last more than two hours of concert. We'll have to start the meeting after two days of rest."

“Yes!” Ye-eun laughed in surprise, stood up and made a bodybuilder move, “Don’t worry, I’ll start training myself to be a King Kong doll now!”

Xiaopang glanced at her with a look of disdain on his face. With her tiny arms and legs, she looked like a King Kong doll...

Park Bom burst out laughing. Compared to other members, it is more difficult for her to control her figure because of the medication and her lack of physical strength. However, when she thought about having a concert with the members, she suddenly felt motivated.

Ye-eun, who was full of excitement on the first day, felt dizzy after a few days. "I said Zhilong is President Kwon. We have more meetings than the president now..."

Ye-eun, who had only been a guest at Bigbang's concerts in the past, never expected that there would be so many things to prepare for a concert, from big things like song selection and makeup to small things like every light on the stage.

She sighed and acted coquettishly towards Quan Zhilong: "Luckily, I have Cailin! She is so reliable. Are you like this every time you have a concert?"

Quan Zhilong's eyes curved, and he lowered his head to turn the barbecue. When the fat and lean pork belly began to emit a meaty aroma, he picked it up and stuffed it into the lettuce, then spread some sauce on it, wrapped it up and handed it to Yien, "Yes, isn't that what the captain is supposed to do?"

"Ouch!" Yi Eun didn't care about her image at all and stuffed the whole meat in one bite. A little sauce flowed down from the corner of her mouth. Kwon Ji-yong smiled and wiped it clean for her with paper.

Hearing her mumble "That's too tiring", Quan Zhilong raised the corner of his mouth and stuffed a small piece of meat into his mouth, "Yes, so you have to listen to Cailin."

Ye-eun's eyes widened, and she raised her hands and swore, "I've been so good lately!"

Quan Zhilong laughed and wrapped another piece of meat for her. "Anyway, you will definitely be better than being well behaved in front of me."

He chuckled softly, "At least you won't go into Cailin's bed so early in the morning."

"..." Ye-eun's face flushed and she shouted, "Don't mention this again! Just wait!"

Every time she shouted at me to wait, it seemed like she was giving me a benefit. Quan Zhilong couldn't help but laugh.

He propped up his chin with a smile in his eyes, "Yes, I couldn't ask for more."

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