Chapter 195 A Game You Can Play
People in YG are no longer surprised by the two of them always hiding in the corner and then sneaking away.
Jiahu and Julie were locked out of the door again, lying on the sofa feeling aggrieved.
Ye-eun sat on the table in the room, with her hands on the table, raised her left leg with the leg ring, gently kicked the side of Quan Zhilong's leg, tilted her head and looked at Quan Zhilong, "Who is the worst?"
Quan Zhilong smiled softly, bent down, and slid his hands down her arms until he pressed both of her hands under his own hands, rubbing the back of her hands with his fingertips, "It can't be me, right?"
He glanced at the leg ring on Ye-eun's leg and asked, "Did you buy all the props in the house?"
"...This is not a prop." Yien muttered in a low voice with a guilty conscience. The skin on the back of her hand began to feel a little warm. She looked down at the hands of the two people, "Others, you also had a lot of fun! You are the worst..."
He obviously likes her so much, but he pretends to be righteous.
Quan Zhilong raised the corner of his mouth. The mirror on the side of the two people just reflected their figures. His left hand let go of Yien's hand and slid from the base of her thigh to the middle of her thigh, gently touching the black leather leg ring while looking down.
In the middle of the leg ring is an adjustable buckle with a cross hanging on it. Quan Zhilong picked up the cross and gently scratched her fishnet stockings. Although he didn't use much force, the sharp head of the cross immediately left a tiny white mark on the fishing net.
It seemed as if it could be torn apart with a slight pull.
Quan Zhilong's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he looked up at Yien. His right hand also slid up along her arm, across her waist and then to her leg. His eyes were full of temptation, "Kiss me."
With his commanding tone and fierce eyes, he was like a hunter waiting for his prey to fall into his trap.
Yien supported her hands behind her back and moved closer obediently after hearing his words. The moment her lips touched his, she opened her mouth slightly and licked the corner of his lips gently with her tongue until his lips began to wet before she put her tongue into his mouth.
Quan Zhilong's men were still gently stroking her legs with the cross on her leg rings. As the cross slid across the fishnet stockings, a slight friction sound was made, but it was instantly covered up by the swallowing sounds from their mouths.
It would be uncomfortable for Ye-eun to kiss him with her head tilted back without his arms around her, so she simply put her hands on the table around Kwon Ji-yong's neck, and after applying a little force, the two of them got closer.
The tongue in his mouth would always push deep inside before pulling out to gently hook the tip of her tongue and lick it. After repeating this several times, Ye-en realized what he was imitating, and her breathing became rapid during the kiss.
The friction on her legs continued, the metal leaving a cool sensation on her mid-thigh through her fishnet stockings.
Although she is not a religious person, when Ye-eun opened her eyes gasping for breath, she saw herself in the mirror kissing him with her head tilted back and a flushed face, and the holy cross in his hand was scratching a small mark on her black fishing net. Ye-eun couldn't help but release her left hand from behind his neck and hold down his right hand that was still messing around on her leg.
Quan Zhilong opened his eyes slightly, and after seeing her shy expression, he smiled gently and pulled out his tongue. While kissing the corner of her lips, he let go of the cross in his hand, put his right hand flat, and slowly squeezed his hand into the leg ring along the mark left by the cross.
This time, the black leg rings were not as loose as they were on the stage. When his fingers drilled in, Ye-en's leg flesh was pressed down, and a circular mark of the leg ring appeared on her white thigh because of his fingers that tried to squeeze in.
Quan Zhilong lowered his eyes and watched his hands squeeze into the leg ring. Her white thighs, his slightly darker fingers and the black leg ring formed a sharp contrast.
His Adam's apple rolled and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "It's so tight."
Yien's face almost turned red because of his deliberate words. She bit her lower lip and looked up at Kwon Ji-yong with a charming look in her eyes.
Quan Zhilong chuckled, and rubbed the corner of his mouth gently against her lips. His hands finally squeezed into the leg ring and her leg flesh, but hooked her fishnet stockings. There was a hint of teasing in his low laugh, "Babe, can I tear it apart?"
“……”I’ve already told you that you’re the bad guy! Yi Eun's face flushed, and she opened her mouth and bit his lower lip, but Quan Zhilong didn't care. He raised his eyes again and tempted her again, "Stick out your tongue."
Her tongue was hooked again. Indulging in the kiss, Ye Eun put her arms around Kwon Ji-yong's neck again. Her head began to feel dizzy because of the long kiss. She felt the tearing of the fishnet stockings under her legs, and she no longer had any energy to stop it. She just raised her hand and gently pulled Kwon Ji-yong's hair. As he kissed her, her eyes turned red and her lips became wet.
Until the fishnet stockings on his legs were completely torn, and after the tearing sound, he felt Yi-eun's fair and delicate skin. The corners of Quan Zhilong's eyes began to turn red. Meeting Yi-eun's eyes, he lowered his head and gently buried it in the crook of Yi-eun's neck. While lowering his head and gently kissing her neck, he spoke with heavy breathing: "Ye-eun..."
"...Go back to bed." Ye'en tilted her head back and panted. She was too shy to see her own expression in the mirror if she just turned her head slightly.
And the way he was sitting on the table...
Ye-eun's heartbeat began to accelerate violently, and she didn't know whether it was because of anticipation or shyness.
Kwon Ji-yong ignored her and bent down to kiss her neck. When his moist breath hit her neck, he could feel the tiny bumps on Ye-eun's neck, and the skin under her legs began to slowly heat up because of his touch.
He slowly turned his hand under the leg ring, and after holding the leg ring, he slightly exerted force. In an instant, Yien's legs were pulled closer. Quan Zhilong's kiss climbed up along Yien's neck until it returned to the corner of her mouth, and whispered: "Right here, this is how bad kids should play."
Yi-eun's face instantly turned red, and Quan Zhilong laughed, biting her lower lip and asked ambiguously: "Is our Yi-eun a bad kid? Huh?"
"...Yeah." Yien's eyes were moist, and she finally listened to him.
Jiahu and Julie outside the room listened to the faint panting and conversation sounds coming from inside the room, and rested their chins on their paws.
Well, it looks like I can’t go in today.
The two of them played games that only bad kids could play all night. The next day, Ye-eun touched her stiff waist. She didn't care that Kwon Ji-yong was sleeping soundly with his arms around her. When she turned around and saw the art table and mirror in the corner of the room, her ears turned red. She reached out and pushed him, "Kwon Ji-yong, change this mirror and table!!!"
Never see this mirror and table in your home again! ! !
Quan Zhilong hugged Yi Eun in a daze. He was not angry even though he was woken up by a grumpy person. Instead, he opened his eyes dazedly and glanced at Yi Eun, then buried his head in her neck again and rubbed it, "Wasn't last night exciting?"
It's just so exciting! Yien's eyes became moist and heat began to well up on her cheeks. Leg rings, table, mirror, hands, legs, it's simply... another strange hobby she has developed.
She raised her hand to cover her hot cheeks. Quan Zhilong finally sobered up a little, chuckled, and rubbed her neck to comfort her: "It's okay, I feel comfortable too."
Yien became even more embarrassed, raised her hand and patted his back hard, her face flushed.
Quan Zhilong smiled and looked up, kissing the side of her face, "Didn't you say you would teach me the first time? Huh?"
He gently rubbed Ye-eun's waist, his eyes full of smiles, "I still have a lot to learn, and it's just the two of us, why be shy?"
"..." Yeen's cheeks felt hot, and she turned her head with two snorts. When she saw the torn fishnet stockings, she turned back quickly.
Assi! He really has become a bad boy!
The other bad guy lowered his head and laughed secretly, and the members could feel his good mood during the recording the next day.
With a comeback in February and a world tour in March, Bigbang has been living in the company's recording studio and conference room almost since the end of their family concert.
After Ye-eun and CL finished recording the single "I Love You", they began to choreograph with Lee Jae-wook. It was not until New Year's Eve that Bigbang finally gave themselves half a day off and 2NE1 also escaped from the training room.
Ye-eun was waiting for Kwon Ji-yong on the first floor of the company wrapped in her coat. It snowed several times at the turn of the new year, and the weather was extremely cold. Ye-en wore a light brown knitted hat on her head and put on delicate makeup for her date. When she blinked, her long curly eyelashes drew arcs in the air.
Kwon Ji-yong walked out of the elevator and went from the warm recording studio to the cooler lobby on the first floor. He lowered his head to zip up his jacket, and when he looked up, he saw Ye-eun squatting in the corner waiting for him.
He smiled, walked over, squatted in front of her and patted her head, "Why don't you wait for me upstairs?"
"It's just a few minutes, I'm too lazy to go up..." Ye Eun looked up at him, raised her hand to tighten his scarf, and then looked at him, "Let's go."
Ye-eun proudly picked up the shovel in the corner, "Hey, the security guard prepared this specially for me."
It snowed heavily in Seoul yesterday. When Ye-eun saw the strange-shaped snowmen made by everyone on the Internet, she suddenly had an idea. However, everyone in the company went home and rejected her directly because they thought she was childish. In the end, only Kwon Ji-yong was left to accompany her.
Quan Zhilong was amused by her complete equipment. He lowered his head to button her coat tightly and patted her on the back. "Let's go, let's go directly to the back door."
The snow at the back door of YG was still pure white, and it was so thick that it reached her ankles. Ye-eun refused Kwon Ji-yong's help and shoveled out a small space by herself, "I want to build a super big snowman!"
She glanced at the snow she had shoveled out and directed Quan Zhilong directly, "Sort that pile and see what shape it is?"
Quan Zhilong thought for a moment, "Dragon?"
Yien glanced at him, raised her hand to support the shovel, her eyes full of disbelief, "Are you crazy? Can we pile it up?"
"Give it a try." Quan Zhilong squatted down directly. The leather gloves on his hands blocked out most of the cold after touching the snow. He rolled the snow into long strips bit by bit, and after rolling it bigger and bigger, he rolled it longer again.
Just like kneading dough...Ye'en watched carefully, and finally squatted down after half a minute. Fine, since he was playing with her, she would just help him to build a dragon. "Okay! You build the front half, and I'll build the back half!"
Quan Zhilong curled his lips, turned his head and nodded at her, "I know, leave the difficult part to me."
Ye-eun grumbled guiltily, "Am I that kind of person? The beginning and the end are pretty much the same."
Just a few minutes later, she looked at the increasingly bloated long popsicle sticks in her hand with a look of disgust on her face, "Zhilong, I look..."
"..." Quan Zhilong turned his head and saw the shapeless thing under her hand. He then looked at the snow under his hand that had begun to show a winding shape, and said helplessly, "Why don't you do what you want."
Yien was waiting for him to say that, and immediately started kneading the thing again. After it was firm, she held the long strip of snow and placed it on the bench beside her, and then piled another identical long strip and moved it up.
Extremely abstract, building a realistic snow "man" starting from the legs.
Quan Zhilong had just used his fingers to carefully carve dragon scales on his "dragon". When he heard the sound of Ye Eun trotting with Xue in her arms, he turned his head and took a look. He was immediately frightened by the ugly thing, "...Ye Eun, what is this?"
The dim yellow light shone on the bench, and the "person" on the bench was slumped in the chair. The two holes that should have been his eyes were empty and dark, and his mouth was wide open, as if he could swallow a person.
He looked up at the twisted "person". Seeing such a thing in the middle of the night, Quan Zhilong's eyes were filled with fear.
Ye-eun was very satisfied with her masterpiece and looked him up and down for a moment, "You, don't you look like him?"
Quan Zhilong was stunned, and pretended to be angry and said, "Hey, Li Yien, you did this on purpose, didn't you? This ugly thing doesn't look like me at all!"
He walked around the snowman and became angry as he looked at it. "It's too ugly!"
He squatted down and quickly rolled out a snowball, then threw it directly at Yien.
"..." Ye-eun was stunned for a moment, looking down at the snowflakes exploding on her chest, "Kwon Ji-ryong!!!"
She also squatted down and kneaded the snowball, quickly fighting back. Quan Zhilong, who was grinning, did not dodge, and let her hit the snowball on his chest before he held the snowball in his hand and pretended to throw it at her.
"Ahhh!" Yien trotted away and while shouting "Just wait," she started looking for soft snow to roll into a ball.
Quan Zhilong chased after him with a smile, "Hurry up, you're too slow, eh."
The careless feeling is even more irritating! Ye-eun quickly kneaded the snowball and glared at him, "Very quickly!"
Almost instantly, the originally warm scene suddenly turned into chaos, and the two people almost threw snowballs at each other to death.
The reporter who was secretly filming: “???”
He glanced at the photos in the camera and thought, damn, you two were so ambiguous on stage, why are you so childish in real life... Are you a couple? Can you give me a kiss to prove it?
After sending it to the editor, it was quickly rejected. "It's normal for them to grow up together and build a snowman. They have to take a kissing photo to be okay."
The reporter looked at the two people laughing in the distance. After they got together, the sky was full of snowflakes. He raised his hand and adjusted the focus to take a picture. To be honest, the result was quite good...
Seeing that it was impossible for the two of them to kiss each other while fighting today, he sighed and finally saved the photo. He would post it together when he could get real evidence of it later. It would look so atmospheric.
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