"Then let's go together... I can't drive. Isn't it enough to just take us to the crew and put it down?"

Han Guo took the initiative to remind him that he was a person with noble moral character and good character who had a low interest. He could not have imagined such a thing, Han Guo thought about it for him.

But before the agent Zhang could speak, Krystal shook his head and looked at Han Guo: "It should be a bad road. And if you take a detour, Joo Young Oppa will find something."

Han Guo grinned and frowned: "Are you an agency company? You are not a secret agent school? You have a password when you follow the account. You still hide it when you are sick. You can see the problem whether you take a car or not."

Agent Zhang scratched his head awkwardly.

But krystal looked at Han with a smile and said to agent Zhang: "Oppa, let's go first. Remember to call us a taxi when you go out. Assistant Han takes me back, no problem."

Agent Zhang hurriedly nodded, thanked the two of them, put the medicine down, took the car keys and put them on their shoes, and went out. When Han Guo closed the door, he turned around and smiled with a silver smile on his face.

"Goddess nim, we are finally the two of us left. Do you know that the uncle usually has a very vulgar meal, trasty?! Now there is no one around you, I ask if you are afraid, hahaha...well."

Han Guo rubbed his hands and finished speaking from the porch to the living room to ensure that the sound was not as oppressive as it was.

But when he saw Krystal tilting on the sofa with his eyes closed, Han Guo felt like he was receiving a challenge from the ice bucket again with silver blood.

Frowning forward, Han Guo was of course worried about her body. But the taxi seemed to be coming.

"Goddess nim, you're going to sleep in the car and you're going to go back to the crew later."

Han Guo opened his mouth softly, but there was no response, and krystal breathed evenly.

Han Guo touched his chin: "Didn't you pretend to be asleep again? At least you should take the medicine first."

Krystal mumbled and turned over: "Let's just lie down for a while, don't sleep."

Han Guo squinted his eyes: "You really pretend to be asleep..."

Krystal smiled, and Han Guo's phone rang again at this time, and Krystal subconsciously turned around.

Han Guo looked at his phone and shook his head at krystal: "Director Park Hyung-ki."

After connecting, director Park Hyung-ki's voice came from the opposite side.

"Have you ever been in Korea? How is Krystal?"

Han Guo walked aside and spoke: "Half fever, prescribed medicine, took something...we rushed back immediately."

Park Hyun Ki said, "I'm just telling you about this. I haven't played it yet, but the shooting progress is not slow. So there is no need to hurry back. Let Krystal rest and come again tomorrow. Today I'll let someone adjust it, and take another shot first."

Han Guo was stunned and smiled and said, "That's great. I'll thank you for her."

Park Hyung-ki smiled strangely: "Ah, you guy is a little too far? Who is she who is still thanking me for her?"

Han Guo didn't say much. He just said, "I'll send Krystal back to rest later, and I'll rush back to the crew."

Park Hyun-ki paused and smiled: "You should rest too. I have been running on both sides of the program team recently. I guess I am very tired. Krystal doesn't have to be busy with anything here."

Han Guo was surprised and was about to say something, but someone seemed to call the director there. Park Hyung-ki and Han Guo lost and hung up the phone. Han Guo looked at his phone and shook his head with a smile. That was good, and he felt relieved.

Just took the inspiration that I didn't have time to sort out last night's words...

"No?"

Krystal actually slept again. She was so sick that she always lie!!

Han Guo frowned and stepped forward: "Goddess nim. I'm going to go back to sleep, the director has given you a holiday."

Krystal waved his hand and didn't say anything, probably too lazy to say anything. Han Guo was about to urge him, but the phone actually came again.

Han Guo secretly complained that Krystal even laughed at his poor phone configuration, and how much it is worth buying one after another.

It's Zhang's agent.

"Assistant Han, I'm sorry. The taxi I know seems to be far away. If you don't have it, just call yourself. Be careful to wear a mask or something. It's not good to recognize it after all. Please trouble you."

Han Guo was stunned and remembered the identity of Krystal, the idol, and he had to sort out some of it. However, at this time, Han Guo talked to him about the day off that director Park Hyung-ki had just talked about.

Then Han Guo asked: "I will send her to the company or dormitory directly? If I can't go to the company, I will easily find that she is sick. Will I send her to the dormitory? Is it convenient?"

Agent Zhang was also a little surprised for a moment. After thinking for a while, he decisively refused Han Guo's question of sending her back to the dormitory. After all, Idol's residence is relatively confidential and let outsiders know that it is not good. And this is not aimed at Han Guo.

"So that's it. When I finish my business, come and pick her up, let her stay with you first."

Han Guo frowned and smiled: "I really think of your Chief Li complaining. You are too relieved. Just let me go like this and aren't you afraid that something will happen?"

Agent Zhang smiled and said, "All of them are insiders. Assistant Han is a writer of A.stroy. If something happens, I dare not report to the police. But there are some ways to get revenge. This is not a threat, but the truth. Otherwise, S.m would not be able to protect so many beautiful idols until today."

Han Guo shook his head: "It's up to you. Don't worry, what do I say?"

Agent Zhang smiled and expressed his gratitude while also saying that he would come back as soon as possible. After putting down the phone, Han Guo frowned and pondered for a long time, looked at the phone, then looked at the clouds outside the window, and then looked at Krystal, with a weird expression.

This series of actions is really a bit strange, but it can intuitively reflect Han Guo's mental state.

After entering the house to make dumpling soup, this series of calls led to the situation where Krystal had to sleep in his residence for the time being.

Krystal, the Jordan Chan of FX, wants to sleep in my residence where I lived in Korea.

Damn, I was born in Korean entertainment. This kind of thing happened to me, a fat otaku who wrote Korean entertainment novels, who made a living. Isn’t it bloody and magical enough?

And it feels like who controls all this? It’s so seamless that it’s impossible to be a coincidence.

So I looked at the sky. If it weren't for it, no one else could do it.

At the end, the krystal, who blushed and didn’t know if he was pretending to be asleep or really sleeping. In fact, it was not intentional to pretend to be asleep. It was just that he didn’t fall asleep and had a fever, and drank a bowl of hot broth. The key was that it was hot, and it didn’t matter whether the broth broth was delicious or not.

Han Guo felt that way. After drinking the fever, he sweated all over and felt hot, so he wanted to go to bed.

After a night, it will be fine.

He walked forward slowly, and Han Guo disappeared from his previous laughter and joke. Looking at Krystal's face, Han Guo was actually busy all morning. You asked an otaku who was too lazy to move to the community supermarket to make dumpling soup in the hospital and had several phone calls. In fact, Han Guo was a little busy after this.

But I had no other idea. I just wanted to take good care of her.

After all, if Ice Bucket Challenge hadn't been jumping up and down by myself 2, Krystal might have avoided it. Moreover, she would still help me.

“krystal.krystal?”

Han Guo shouted softly. Krystal said, as if he was powerless and subconscious.

"Get up and take the medicine first. Agent Zhang will pick you up later. After taking the medicine, you want to sleep before going to bed."

Krystal did not respond, and Han Guo shook his head and helped her sit up. He seemed to be a little angry. I guess the goddess is like this.

His face looked ugly but his eyes were still closed.

"What are you doing?"

Han Guo didn't say much, and told her to give the medicine to her according to the dosage, fed the water and took a sip, then lay down again.

Han Guo was relieved and went to the house to find a quilt to cover her. However, you should know how dirty and messy the otaku is. The living room is pretty good because Han Guo rarely lives in the living room, and the basic activity space is the bedroom.

After hesitating, I found a piece of clothing to cover her. Then the quilt was quilted.

But when I first walked to the door, I was suddenly hit and heard a whine from the other side. I saw Krystal sitting on the ground.

Han Guohu laughed: "If you don't sleep, let's go, run around...ah."

Han Guo was about to put down his things and help her, but krystal pushed Han Guo away and frowned and threw himself on the bed, grabbed the quilt and covered it, then waved his hand: "Don't disturb me, please give me."

Han Guo stared at krystal: "Oh that's mine..."

"Stop quarrel with me!!"

Krystal looked ugly and picked up the pillow and threw it at Han Guo. Han Guo looked at her lying down again, nodding with laughter and tears: "You can! I'll wait for you to wake up."

Krystal ignored him, and Han Guo shook his head and closed the door and went out.

I lit a cigarette and squatted on the balcony. Jian Xiao, who had not appeared just now, was so naughty. He scratched the door and wanted to enter the bedroom. Han Guo squinted his eyes and looked at Jian Xiao and sneered. I think you forgot to die. When she came in, she wouldn't throw it out for you, I'll tell you... Uh.

The door was not closed and it seemed that it was really scratching. Han Guo looked through the crack of the door, Jian Xiao jumped onto the bed, and then got into the quilt. Then... it was gone.

Han Guo was surprised, this is OK.

In an instant, a stream of black smoke and white smoke emerged from the head. The black smoke turned into a long horn on the devil's head, and the white smoke turned into an angel with wings behind it.

When the two fight, you punch me and I slap you. As for the reason for the fight, Han Guo used his actions to slowly explain it.

That is to step off the cigarette butts hard, then stand up, and, under the arrogance of the devil grabbing the angel's neck and beating it hard, slowly walked to the door of the bedroom, followed the crack of the door that had been opened, and slowly pushed open the door with his fingers tremblingly.

After Han Guo gritted his teeth and entered, the angel was completely fucked by the devil.

Then...

The door was closed, casually.

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(The second update is here. Thank you to the book friend 14, the decadent and angry Maruko xi for the reward, thank you. Thank you for the monthly tickets of the sky and bowing. Thank you for the Korean entertainment votes for the fat man and the dear who clicked to subscribe to the collection. Salang Hei.zzang.o(n_n)o)

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Chapter completed!