Chapter 319 Dispatch: GDdaddy becomes puppy
Quan Zhilong, who always takes big photos in the bar, doesn’t know what photos his bodyguard has posted. His face, which is wide on top and narrow on the bottom, makes him look soft from the front but sharp from the side.
When he deliberately used his eyes to tease Yien, the outer corners of his narrow eyes were slightly raised. When he put his hand on Yien's shoulder and slightly tilted his face to kiss her, his eyes became deeper and deeper under the light.
He said he didn't flirt with her, but he always looked at her with this look. After kissing the other person in the midst of everyone's vague gazes, Ye-eun silently turned her face away from everyone's sight, turned around and placed her hand on his neck.
The touch was smooth, but Ye-eun's mind immediately flashed to his latest tattoo, and she muttered, "If your aunt finds out about this tattoo, you're screwed."
Hearing her say this, Quan Zhilong smiled, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "If she finds out, I will tell her that it's you on it."
"Can you think of a clever lie? Could that man on top be me?" Yi-eun glared at him. Quan Zhilong couldn't help but burst out laughing. He put his arms around her waist and buried his head in the crook of her neck. He laughed and gently rubbed her shoulder with his chin. "Ah, what should I do?"
Ye-eun sighed and touched Kwon Ji-yong's angel tattoo with her fingertips. The tattoo on it shows the Seraphim Michael, reminding him to be modest and cautious, and never let his evil side overcome his good nature.
Thinking about the recent news that he was going to hold an art exhibition, a lot of comments suddenly emerged on the Internet, "Ah, even GD would make money by being an artist, it's an insult to art." At that time, Ye Eun saw him with his eyes downcast and seemed a little sad, and casually said, "Bullshit, with your copyright fees, do you still need to make money from this art exhibition?"
Quan Zhilong was amused by her indignation at the time and typed the word "Bullshit" on the computer. However, a few days later, he met his favorite tattoo artist in London and found him again, asking him to design this angel tattoo for him.
He had so many tattoos over the years that she couldn't even count them all, from the two Italian words on his arm at the beginning, to the red heart, the eight-star dragon ball, and the Roman birthday numbers later.
Although each one has its own symbolic meaning, to the elders, this is what "hooligans" do.
Yien leaned gently in Kwon Ji-yong's arms, reached down, held his hand and interlocked her fingers. After sliding her fingers into his, she rubbed the tattoo between his fingers with her fingertips.
The money sign on the index finger, the "F" on the middle finger, and the "heart" on the ring finger.
Wealth, the initials of “Family, Faith, Friends,” and love. She touched the heart and thought about the person who pretended to say to her casually after getting the tattoo, "I feel uncomfortable with the empty ring finger," and Ye-en laughed again.
She thought for a moment, then looked at the DJ booth behind her with a smile and raised her chin towards him, "Go and have fun."
The place where Kwon Ji-Dragon spends most of his time in the bar is at the DJ table. Ye-eun watched him arrive at the DJ table and lazily play songs with the DJ, and she silently leaned on the bar behind her with her phone to take pictures of him.
Kwon Ji-yong, who was at the DJ booth, saw her actions, smiled, raised his phone and took a photo of Ye-eun, while switching the music to "Good Boy".
"I'm a cute little hamster during the day, but I'm a hooligan when I'm making love at night."
The direct and bold lyrics, coupled with Kwon Ji-yong's unconcealed gaze and the "rogue" tattoo under his slightly rolled-up sleeves, made Ye-eun's ears burn and she turned her head away.
Quan Zhilong couldn't help but laugh, and moved to the music with the DJ beside him. He picked up the bottle of tequila on the DJ table, beat the rhythm with his neck, and carefully looked at the words on the bottle.
The 38° Aguada Tequila is not expensive, and in fact, because of its low price and good taste, it is the best-selling tequila in the world.
Although he loves drinking, he is afraid of being bullied after getting drunk. Kwon Ji-yong generally won't try any alcohol that he has never drunk before, let alone this kind of intoxicating strong liquor that is commonly used in cocktails.
However, he looked at Ye-eun who was standing aside and chatting with CL with her head down, and felt relieved. This time he was safe even if he got drunk, so he opened the lid of the wine without hesitation, tilted his head back and took a sip. The moment the liquor entered his mouth, he couldn't help but frowning, but the subsequent oak and vanilla flavors made him relax his brows again.
The dry and sweet tequila flavor disperses the expensive champagne flavor and brings some flavor that only belongs to the bar.
Ever since what happened that year, once a drink in a bar is opened, he will never let it go, and once he lets go, he will never drink it again. Quan Zhilong holds the bottle of tequila, and occasionally takes a sip while changing songs.
After Ye-eun finished chatting with CL, she turned around and saw Kwon Ji-yong, who was resting his elbow on the DJ keyboard, holding a bottle of wine in his left hand and taking a sip from his mouth.
After taking a sip, he looked down at the DJ's movements and began to move slightly to the music.
Judging from the blank space in the bottle, she probably drank nearly half of it.
She didn't know much about wine. She had just seen Kwon Ji-yong drinking champagne, and now she didn't think much about it when she saw him changing the bottle. However, when she saw the cigarette in his right hand, Ye-eun couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
Although he smokes, he usually doesn't smoke when I'm around.
He wore a white shirt over a black inner garment, holding a bottle of wine in one hand and a cigarette in the other. His tattoo was half exposed under his rolled-up sleeves, and his eyes occasionally glanced over as if he was staring at his prey.
Alcohol brought out all his possessiveness. Yien couldn't help laughing and shook her head helplessly. If she showed this to her aunt, she would think that her son was a "thug".
She walked over, and Quan Zhilong's eyes were fixed on her approaching figure. The DJs around him slightly moved sideways to let her pass. When they looked closer, they found that his cheeks had begun to turn red.
Yien raised her hand and flicked the bottle of wine in his hand, tilted her head with a curled mouth, "Is it delicious?"
Quan Zhilong was touched by her cute actions. He stood up straight with a smile and handed the wine to Yien. His empty left hand took advantage of the situation and put his arm around Yien's waist. His voice, which was stained by alcohol, was even a little hoarse and coaxed: "Try it yourself."
It didn't look like it was hard to drink. Ye-eun turned the wine around, looked up at Kwon Ji-yong's aggressive eyes, put the bottle to her mouth and took a small sip.
It's only 38°, but it tastes very strong at first, and is not at all as delicious after being mixed. Ye-eun's entire face wrinkled up, unable to understand how he could drink just half a bottle.
She looked like a little fox who had eaten food that she was not satisfied with, with disgust all over her face. His eyes were even filled with incomprehension of the little animals that had just eaten the disgusting food.
Amused by his own imagination, Quan Zhilong chuckled, put his arm around her waist, put his chin on her shoulder, followed the light of the cigarette butt in his right hand, and asked knowingly, "Isn't it delicious?"
Yien pursed her lips, swirled the wine, and said sincerely, "It tastes bad."
It’s not that it doesn’t taste good, it’s that it’s hard to drink! Seeing her disdain, it seems like there’s no way to trick her into drinking a few more sips.
Quan Zhilong laughed until his chest began to tremble. The cigarette in his hand was half burned. He waved it at the tiger on the other side who had been staring at him.
Tiger immediately took the cigarette, returned to his original position, put it out, wrapped it in paper and stuffed it into his pocket, ready to throw it into the trash can.
"You should smoke less." Yien saw Lao Hu's natural and habitual movements out of the corner of her eye, and knew that he had smoked a lot when she was not around.
Hearing his nonchalant “hmm”, Ye-eun knew that he didn’t take it to heart at all. As he held her waist and swayed to the music, she couldn’t help but mutter, “When you smoked for the first time, you were afraid of being scolded by me, but now…”
"Then I'm grown up, right?" Quan Zhilong led her to move with Yi Eun, his mouth gently rubbing against her neck, and his tone was calm, "Can you be the same as you are now when you just become an adult?"
Yes, you have grown from a boy to a man. Yien glanced at Quan Zhilong, and when she met his gaze, she raised her hand and pressed his face with a firm look: "Don't kiss me with your mouth that just smoked a cigarette."
After being rejected, Quan Zhilong laughed instead, and obediently did not kiss her. He just put his arms around her and beat the rhythm casually. The wine he took back would occasionally stick to Yien's back, and move up from time to time, and he took a sip in this posture.
His movements were natural and relaxed, and when Yien realized that he seemed a little drunk, it was because he accidentally stepped on his foot.
Yi Eun looked at the shoe prints on her shoes and looked at Kwon Ji-yong helplessly.
He was just a little dazed, not completely drunk yet, and raised his hand to pat Ye-eun's back to comfort her, muttering, "Oh, Miane."
Okay, take him home while he is still sober.
Yien glanced at Brother Tiger, and Tiger immediately came over, first put the wine in Quan Zhilong's hand aside, then lowered his head to send a message to the driver and another bodyguard who was on standby outside the bar.
When another bodyguard came over, Kwon Ji-yong yawned on Yi-eun's neck, his face felt hot and his eyes began to water. He raised his hands and grabbed his hair in a mess. The man who was unruly just now changed his appearance in an instant.
"Are you sleepy?" Yi Eun glanced at him sideways. Kwon Ji-yong, who was beginning to feel dizzy, buried himself in her arms and said nothing. He just nodded slightly. No one knew what he was thinking about in his confused brain, but he suddenly started to smile foolishly again.
Just looking at this posture, you can tell that the two of them can't be separated. Tiger Brother protected the two of them as they walked out of the bar. Quan Zhilong smiled more and more happily, "I'm going to have a concert with Ye Eun."
"?" Yien glanced at him and was carried up in his arms with easy but swaying steps. She didn't know whether she was supporting him or he was carrying her.
Thinking of Ye-eun bringing him to her first solo concert, Quan Zhilong couldn't stop smiling, feeling happy but a little aggrieved: "You didn't even come to my solo concert, and you didn't even come after it was released. It would be nice if you could come to one of your concerts..."
This guy's last solo concert was at the beginning of last year, and the reason she wanted him to perform as a soloist was because she didn't have enough time without the collaboration song! This person can hold a concert of more than two hours without any collaborations...
Ye-eun couldn't help but glance at him, and was so amused by his secretive "small-mindedness" that she held her forehead helplessly, "Nene, then I'll go when you have a solo next time, okay?"
Quan Zhilong smiled with satisfaction again, lowered his head and smiled, and suddenly said: "Saranghei."
"Yeah, I know." Yeen nodded calmly, and when she walked out of the bar, she saw the media who had already gathered outside the bar.
"Then say you love me too." Quan Zhilong's tone was a little drunken.
Ye-eun shook her head helplessly, "I love you, I love you the most, okay?"
Quan Zhilong nodded with satisfaction and smiled even more happily.
The media, who deduced the two's location from passers-by and photos taken by YG staff, took pictures silently with their mobile phones. The flash made Ye Eun uncomfortable, but the slightly drunk Kwon Ji Yong did not react at all.
They were blocked outside the bar. Yien looked at them silently and frowned slightly. The drunk Quan Zhilong smiled and waved at them, his steps staggering. He usually didn't like to talk to the media, but after getting drunk he became friendly, "You're still here to shoot so late..."
"It must have been hard coming all this way, right?"
The media were all amused and embarrassed by his friendly behavior, but when they saw that Kwon Ji-yong seemed drunk, they couldn't help but point their cameras at him.
"Please help our Ye-eun take a better picture..."
"Ah, you are from D Company, right? Hello..."
His low laughter and confusing words made Yi Eun helpless. He actually started chatting with the media. She glanced at the car with the door open and raised her hand to push Kwon Ji-yong in.
Being pushed by his girlfriend without hesitation, Quan Zhilong stumbled into the car, but a laugh came out: "Ye Eun, saranghae!"
The laughter of the media reporters behind her drowned out Kwon Ji-yong's laughter. Ye-eun couldn't help but stick out her tongue, and her ears turned slightly red.
The title of D agency, which released the clearest video, was so hurtful that Ye-eun looked helpless when she saw it the next day.
[Dispatch report: At Ye-eun’s solo celebration party, GD’s daddy turned into a puppy. ]
With a smile in her eyes, she clicked on the comments below and was amused by the first comment again.
[An hour ago, I thought you wanted to get Ye-eun drunk for something, and an hour later, you were drunk. Whose celebration party is this? ]
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