Chapter 66 Recruit's Leave
Han Yoon-sung nestled in Kwon Ji-yong's arms like a koala, the faint scent of soapberry lingering around her nose.
After a moment of tenderness, she tilted her head back and shook off the hand that was messing with her head.
Kwon Ji-yong watched as Han Yoon-sung leaned in and sniffed around his neck, and he was charmed by her cuteness. He lowered his head and gently pecked Han Yoon-sung's cheek, letting out a soft laugh: "Wei?"
"fragrance."
"Hmm? What's that smell?"
“Oppa is a new flavor.” Han Yoon-sung’s eyes sparkled as she stared at Kwon Ji-yong with a silly grin.
Kwon Ji-yong's gaze deepened. He leaned back slightly, creating some distance between himself and the person in his arms, and with a hint of seduction, he lowered his voice: "Would our Yoon-sung like to try a new scent?"
Han Mingyou figured it was about time, so he went around to the driver's seat. As soon as he got in the car, he heard a loud conversation, and Han Mingyou choked on his own saliva.
"Cough cough cough—"
"Ah... Mingyou oppa, let's go." Han Yoon-sung hurriedly pushed Kwon Ji-yong away, her ears burning.
Kwon Ji-yong had the nerve to smile and smirk, while Han Yoon-sung straightened his head and shrank back towards the car door.
Suddenly, Han Yunxing's palm was lightly scratched by the person next to her. The next moment, Kwon Jiyong squeezed through her fingers and tightly grasped her hand.
Han Yunxing glared at him quickly, but the dimples at the corners of her mouth were as sweet as honey. She lowered her eyes and played with Kwon Ji-yong's slender fingers.
Before long, Kwon Ji-yong grabbed her mischievous hand: "Have you had enough?"
Han Yoon-sung looked up angrily: "Does Kwon Ji-yong not want me to touch him?"
She grabbed Kwon Ji-yong's hand in return, stuck out her tongue, and said with a smug look, "I'm not letting go."
KKK is now calling Kwon Ji-yong xi.
Kwon Ji-yong extended his right hand: "I want this hand too."
The person who had just said he wouldn't let go quickly changed his mind and leaned closer to hold his right hand.
Kwon Ji-yong put his arm around the little girl and looked down at her as she happily massaged her fingers. He was in a good mood: That's more like it. She was a little too far away from me before.
Han Mingyou, who watched the entire process through the rearview mirror: I shouldn't have been in the car, I should have been under the car…
Looking ahead, Han Mingyou saw a black car parked on the roadside not far away.
"Hey? Isn't that Winner's manager?" Han Mingyou's words made both of them look out the car window.
On the roadside, Winner's agent was standing in front of the car making a phone call.
"Hello, Yoon-sung-ssi." After hanging up the phone, Winner's manager noticed a car had stopped next to him. His wary expression disappeared when he saw Han Yoon-sung.
"Hello, what happened?" Han Yunxing leaned out of the car window and looked left and right. Fortunately, there was very little traffic on this road, and people just passed by out of curiosity and then drove away immediately.
Five minutes later
After being repeatedly thanked by Winner's manager, Song Min-ho and Kang Sung-yoon moved into Han Yoon-sung's van.
"Yunxing-xi, thank you very much," Jiang Shengrun said.
Their car engine broke down, but the two of them had to rush to another event with the rest of the members. Song Minho and he had just prepared to take a taxi, but they were lucky to run into Han Yoon-sung's car.
After confirming the address with Han Mingyou, Song Minhao turned around after starting the navigation: "Really... Jiyong hyung, you're here too?!" Seeing the familiar face sitting next to Han Yunxing in the back row, he stammered his words of thanks.
Wow! Did this guy just get off work and come to see Yunxing right away?
Jiang Shengrun had noticed that no one dared to ask Han Yunxing any questions earlier, but upon hearing Song Minhao's words, he immediately turned around. The person who had been wearing a hat and mask earlier had now removed them, revealing a familiar face.
"Brother Zhilong".
Han Yunxing secretly scratched his palm, trying to let go, but the next moment Quan Zhilong grabbed her wrist and waved to the two people in the front row: "Hello."
Song Minho and Kang Seung-yoon witnessed the intimate physical contact between the two, quickly glanced at each other, and exchanged a silent message with their eyes: Sure enough, the senior's girlfriend is Yoon Sung-ssi.
They started brainstorming when they first saw Kwon Ji-yong's private account posts, and then they saw Han Yoon-sung's private account gradually increasing its interactions, so they had a clue. But today it was such a coincidence that they bumped into the two of them together.
Unaware of what the two were thinking, Kwon Ji-yong's brows furrowed with ease and joy: "Let me introduce you, Yoon-sung is my girlfriend."
Like a dragon displaying its treasure, Song Min-ho and Song Ji-yong were both taken aback by Kwon Ji-yong's pride and happiness. They said, "Okay, okay, we know Yoon Sung-ssi is your girlfriend, senior."
The two suppressed their envy and greeted Han Yunxing formally again.
Han Yunxing covered her mouth and chuckled, "Annyeonghaseyo~"
After dropping the two Winners off at their destination, Han Yoon-sung and Kwon Ji-yong didn't plan to eat out for dinner; they drove straight home.
Kwon Ji-yong held Han Yoon-sung's hand while entering the password with his other hand.
Kwon Ji-yong's house is regularly cleaned, and although no one has lived there for three months, it still looks as tidy as before.
"Sit still," Kwon Ji-yong said, pressing Han Yoon-sung down onto the sofa. "I'll go cook some ramen."
Han Yunxing blinked and nodded with a smile.
Kwon Ji-yong felt that his cooking skills had improved, so he planned to add a fried ham dish.
The first step is to find an apron.
Han Yunxing watched Kwon Jiyong tilting his head and rummaging through drawers and cabinets, and couldn't help but laugh: "Oppa, you put it downstairs last time~" Neither of them were good cooks, and their occasional cooking experiments were all done in Han Yunxing's kitchen.
She was going downstairs to get it, with a little tail sticking to her back.
Han Yunxing's eyes crinkled with laughter: What's going on? He's so sweet.
When you open the door, your cat will naturally greet you.
Huh? There's one more person today?!
iye's little head was filled with big questions: Human, why didn't you hang it outside?
After three months of not seeing each other or video chatting, Iye circled between Kwon Ji-yong's calves, her tail held high.
Kwon Ji-yong squatted down and patted his head: "Iye, did you miss your dad?"
Han Yunxing didn't disturb their parent-child interaction; she quickly pulled an apron out of the drawer.
However, "Oppa, why don't we just cook at my house lol," Han Yoon-sung slapped his forehead, realizing he should have brought all the ingredients downstairs since he hadn't restocked at home.
Undeterred by the trouble, the two of them put on aprons and went upstairs again, with Kwon Ji-yong carrying a kitten in his arms.
Back on his territory, Iye snapped out of his novelty and broke free from Kwon Ji-yong's embrace, easily jumping onto the cat tree.
Kwon Ji-yong: Iyeah, is your love for your father so short-lived...?
Han Yunxing poked his shoulder: "Wei?" Why are you looking like an empty-nest old man?
Kwon Ji-yong hugged Han Yoon-sung: "Babe, it's just the two of us for a lifetime."
Although she couldn't keep up with Kwon Ji-yong's train of thought, Han Yoon-sung hugged him back.
Before she could even speak, Han Yunxing's stomach rumbled, and she felt a muffled chuckle vibrate against her ear, which was pressed against her chest. Instantly, her cheeks flushed red.
It's all because Running Man was running and jumping today, it was too exhausting!
Kwon Ji-yong couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Kiyo~"
Then he gently patted Han Yunxing's head and said, "I'll go cook some noodles, it'll be quick."
Standing in front of the island counter, he tied on his apron, rolled up his long sleeves, and carefully processed the ingredients.
Han Yoon-sung braced her hands on the central island counter, intently watching Kwon Ji-yong slice the ham with a knife.
I didn't get a good look at him in the car. He has such striking features, but now under the lights, Kwon Ji-yong has a softer aura. Military life is very structured, and he seems to be in better spirits than before the Lunar New Year when he came out on leave.
Han Yunxing's gaze slowly moved down from his face, focusing on the graceful lines of Kwon Ji-yong's forearm, where the veins on the back of his hand bulged as the knife rose and fell.
She swallowed hard: Was she suddenly even hungrier?
Han Yunxing's gaze was so intense that Kwon Jiyong saw her sparkling eyes as soon as he looked up, and his hand, which was about to pick up the pot, paused slightly.
Kwon Ji-yong covered his face with the back of his hand: "Yoon-sung, if you keep watching, I'll forget how to start a fire."
When he caught her red-handed, Han Yunxing's hair practically stood on end.
She nodded blankly, then turned and walked towards the sofa: "Oppa, give it your all."
Soon, a delicious aroma wafted from the kitchen, and Kwon Ji-yong was very satisfied with his performance today.
The diners were very satisfied. Han Yunxing was very hungry today and didn't bother chatting, so she buried herself in her food and soon finished her bowl.
After eating and drinking her fill, Han Yoon-sung put the bowl in the dishwasher and got up, bumping into Kwon Ji-yong's arms.
"Oppa, I need to wash my hands." Han Yunxing tried to get out of his arms, but failed.
Kwon Ji-yong put his arm around Han Yoon-sung and followed her step by step to the sink.
Han Yunxing felt the warm breath of the man near her ear. The next moment, her hands were enveloped by warm water. Water droplets slid gently off her skin. Quan Zhilong inserted his fingers into Han Yunxing's and slowly caressed them. Dense foam covered her clasped hands and then disappeared into the white porcelain basin with the reopened water flow.
Kwon Ji-yong let go of her hand to reach for a towel, but Han Yoon-sung felt the warmth of his body slipping away and unconsciously gripped his hand back.
The small space was filled with a faint scent of perfume and skin fragrance, gently stirring one's heartstrings. Kwon Ji-yong turned his head to gaze at Han Yoon-sung, a dark current surging in his eyes.
Han Yunxing shrank back under the man's aggressive gaze, abruptly released his hand, and said dryly, "Ah... Oppa, did you wear the same perfume as before?"
“Hmm,” Kwon Ji-yong stroked the stray hairs at Han Yoon-sung’s temples, his gaze slowly moving from her eyebrows to her rosy lips, his Adam’s apple bobbing: “Let me remind you of something.”
Han Yunxing's question was swallowed up by the person in front of her before she could even utter it. The sudden kiss caught her off guard, and she could only clutch the clothes of the person in front of her, leaving a wet stain on them with her wet hands.
Kwon Ji-yong didn't notice. He raised his hand and cupped the back of Han Yoon-sung's head, repeatedly pecking at her lips. When Han Yoon-sung's face flushed red, Kwon Ji-yong released the poor girl and reached out to stroke her: "This won't do."
His palm felt like it was on fire, and Han Yunxing couldn't resist and retreated repeatedly, only to be hit by the cold wall. The next moment, Quan Zhilong's hand slipped through her hair, and her lips were sucked and gently bitten by the person opposite her.
She wanted to jokingly scold Kwon Ji-yong for being a dog, but as soon as she opened her lips, she fell into his trap. His gentle sucking, which started lightly, began to aggressively attack her the next second after she unconsciously responded.
With nowhere to retreat, Han Yunxing had no choice but to dance with him. Her hands rested limply on Quan Zhilong's shoulders, and her hazy eyes reflected the beads of sweat on the man's forehead. The lightness of the dance made her dizzy.
The moment the burning hot hand landed on his waist, Han Yunxing's hand on his shoulder suddenly clenched, and Quan Zhilong obediently staggered forward a step, the warm breath flowing from the tip of his nose to his earlobe.
Suddenly, a cell phone rang in the living room.
Han Yunxing recovered from the slight trembling in her body, her ears turning bright red: "I... I need to take this call."
The next moment, she fled the bathroom as if she were being chased by a raging flood.
The veins on Quan Zhilong's forehead bulged. He lowered his head, took a deep breath, turned to the side, and turned on the tap. The cold water splashed on his face, and the heat in his body just turned from a raging fire to a simmer.
Han Yoon-sung was listening intently to what Yeon Jung-ah was saying on the other end of the phone.
"Did the director say we're going to Thailand?"
Kwon Ji-yong's very expressive gaze made her curl up on the beanbag chair.
"Oh, I didn't check the group messages just now."
Han Yunxing opened the "Sky Castle" crew group chat. After the director announced the destination of the reward trip, the actors had already scrolled through several pages of messages. She clicked on a rabbit hugging a carrot and shouting "Daebak!" emoji, and the next moment she was greeted warmly by the people in the group.
"Tomorrow?" The words on the other end of the phone made Han Yoon-sung unconsciously look in Kwon Ji-yong's direction.
"Yes, see you tomorrow, unnie."
After hanging up the phone, Kwon Ji-yong walked over, leaned on the back of the beanbag chair, and asked, "Are you going to Thailand?"
Han Yunxing had told him about the praise trip in the car. She also complained that the director and President Hong were in cahoots and that the departure time was arranged to coincide with the day of Cube's family concert this year. As soon as Han Yunxing's trip was over, she would have to fly over alone to meet them.
"Yes!" Han Yunxing smiled and looked up at him: "Director-nim really made several contingency plans kk" The director, who had been having trouble making decisions, kept spreading false information in the group chat a while ago, but now the executive director has made the decision, and the reward trip will be held in Phuket, Thailand.
"Wait for me to come back, let's go on a trip together." Kwon Ji-yong could see Han Yoon-sung's anticipation for the film crew's trip, and he couldn't help but pat Han Yoon-sung's head.
Strictly speaking, the last time the two of them went on vacation together was two years ago.
“Okay,” Han Yunxing’s eyes lit up, as if afraid that Kwon Ji-yong would change his mind, she held up her little finger: “Pinky promise~”
Kwon Ji-yong hooked his finger around hers: "But baby, are you going to leave me and Iye alone in the house tomorrow?"
The last syllable was enunciated in a sticky, slurred way, but Han Yunxing had already become immune to it: "Didn't you agree to meet with Joo Hyuk oppa?"
“I’m free during the day too,” Kwon Ji-yong said matter-of-factly. Lee Joo-hyuk only came to find him after finishing his afternoon schedule.
"Ani." Han Yunxing indicated that this was a girls' party.
*
The next day, Han Yoon-sung came out of the company practice room and got straight into Yum Jung-ah's car: "Unnie, long time no see!"
During this period, the actors and idols had almost no overlapping vacations, and the two had few opportunities to meet after the promotional tour.
"Yunxing, you have to come shopping with me today." Lian Jingya adjusted her sunglasses. Although she would definitely buy more clothes after landing, she felt that she was missing an outfit for the airport.
The two chatted all the way, and the car stopped at Hyundai Department Store in Yeouido.
Yum Jung-ah is a big fan of black, white, and gray. After pulling Han Yoon-sung into her usual store, she soon found herself carrying several black, white, and gray clothes.
She placed a white shirt in front of her: "How about this one?"
Han Yunxing nodded and took another shirt from the display shelf next to her. This one had a more stylish collar design.
"Unnie, you can try this one too."
The sales assistant next to her immediately chimed in, "Yes, Miss Han, there's only one of its kind in the whole country."
This is practically the ultimate sales pitch. Lian Jingya's seven points of interest immediately turned into nine points, and she followed the sales assistant to the fitting room to try on clothes.
Han Yunxing looked around again but didn't see any more suitable clothes. She sat on the sofa and waited for Lian Jingya to come out.
[That kid iye wants to tear the house apart!!!]
When Han Yunxing opened the message, her eyes widened at the sight of the fluffy balls scattered on the floor in the photo. Inside the ball of yarn was Iye, her head drooping.
The story begins this morning.
Kwon Ji-yong has gotten used to military life, and his biological clock is very punctual, making him open his eyes very early in the morning.
However, Han Yoon-sung was already in the company's practice room at this time. Kwon Ji-yong had nothing to do and didn't want to go out alone. He saw the balls of yarn that Han Yoon-sung had left over from knitting at home, and his heart was itching to do some handicrafts.
Iye noticed that Kwon Ji-yong was still there, and gracefully walked over to him.
Kwon Ji-yong had already separated the threads according to the tutorial. After Iye came over, he took the thread and placed it on Iye's paw: "Iye, is this thread your fur?" The color of the thread was the same as the cat's fur. Kwon Ji-yong swung the thread end to show Iye.
But only two things were on Iye's mind: Dad calling her name and Dad swinging his toys!
He leaped onto the swaying line with his two front legs, and then ran faster and faster at Kwon Ji-yong's shouts. Finally, Kwon Ji-yong held him down, and he shook his head unwillingly: Didn't you want to play with me?
He didn't have any cat food today.
Han Yunxing couldn't help but chuckle: "Okay, no more canned food for him."
Kwon Ji-yong seemed to be squatting right next to the phone, and Han Yoon-sung's message was immediately marked as read: 【I miss you TT】
【See you tonight~】Han Yoon-sung told Kwon Ji-yong that she was at Hyundai Department Store and would have dinner with her seniors after shopping.
Lian Jingya straightened her sleeves and came out of the dressing room. She saw Han Yunxing's obvious smile: "Yunxing, the one you chose looks better."
After seeing Yum Jung-ah come out, Han Yoon-sung turned off her phone screen and circled around Yum Jung-ah, saying, "Awesome! It suits you so well, unnie~"
Yum Jung-ah happily went to pay the bill, her main task accomplished. The two then chatted and strolled around, and whenever they saw nice clothes, Yum Jung-ah would push Han Yoon-sung to try them on.
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Author's Note: This chapter was very satisfying for this hand-fetishist to write.
The last few hundred words were edited, lol.
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