I'm a chaebol in South Korea

Chapter 285 Early morning in the dormitory

In the middle of the night, Li Zhenyu left the bedroom.

Cui Xiuying's massage techniques have not been taught by her grandfather.

Instead, he summed up a set of effective concepts, which won Li Zhenyu's favor.

It's just that the strength is too small, and the durability needs to be improved.

Pressing and pressing, people lose their strength.

Limp and slumped there, like a dehydrated traveler lost on the sofa.

On the other hand, Xu Xian, who was 'drunk to death' on the bed next door, slept very deeply.

"Hmm~"

Sitting up with his head supported, Xu Xian found that he had returned to the dormitory.

The last impression I had of last night was that the president was sitting next to me.

"what!"

There was a stabbing pain in the head, so Xu Xian couldn't help lowering his head.

At the same time, I also saw Xiuying Oni on the next bed, sleeping soundly on the bed like a madman.

Her hair was disheveled over her face, and her long exposed legs were bruised.

The quilt and bed sheets were crumpled, just like the way the sisters finished their fights on weekdays, Xu Xian felt a little guilty and thought, 'Could it be that I did something when I was drunk? '

"Eh?"

He reached out and touched the map on the bed sheet, like the imprint of the water after it dried up.

Xu Xian tilted his head with a question mark on his face, and murmured, "Would you be able to wet the bed at such a big age?"

……

……

The biological clock struck on time, prompting Li Zhenyu's dormant brain to be glad to be active.

Opening his eyes, he looked down at Yun'er in his arms.

Tears of joy from last night still hung on her delicate and pretty face.

It seemed that she was really happy.

Putting her aside gently, Li Zhenyu lifted the quilt to get up.

Suddenly, he found that there was still a curled up Kim Taeyeon lying on his thigh.

He hugged his thighs with his arms crossed, as if he would disappear as soon as he let go.

"Is this a real thigh hug?"

Li Zhenyu made a joke, and then carefully pulled his leg out.

After leaving the room, Li Zhenyu found the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water.

"President...Ouba?"

Looking back, Li Zhenyu smiled while holding the water glass, "Ah, it's Xiaoxian!"

"Nai, Oppa, why are you here?"

Xu Xian was really curious about why Ouba was here.

Moreover, he was only wearing a pair of shorts.

Well, well... terrible!
Xu Xian quickly turned his head away, not daring to think about the scene just now.

That scene was too scary for the pure girl.

"I drank too much last night, so I slept on the sofa here."

Li Zhenyu walked towards the sofa as he spoke, picked up the pants on the floor and put them on, "Why do you wake up so early, everyone else is still asleep."

It was less than eight o'clock, and the child got up too early.

He originally wanted to leave quietly by himself while the children were still awake.

Now, the idea is in vain.

Hearing him put on his clothes, Xu Xiancai said quietly: "It's because I'm thirsty, I came to find water to drink."

"Oh, would you like some ice?"

"Ouba, I will...add it myself."

Passing the ice water to her, Li Zhenyu opened the cooler and saw that there were ingredients and vegetables for miso soup inside.

At this time, a bowl of miso soup will make my stomach feel better.

"Xiao Xian."

Xu Xian, who was holding the cup in both hands, raised his head in doubt.

"Can you make miso soup?"

"Will do."

Seohyun is in charge of seasoning, and Li Zhenyu handles the ingredients.

A vegetable knife rolled out flowers in his hand, which dazzled Xiaoxian.

"Has Ouba studied it?"

"No, I just like it."

Li Zhenyu's experience with knives all comes from the Internet, memory, and killing anatomy during hunting.

Strong physique, long-term training, extreme control over strength and oneself.

Allowing him to easily display some skills achieved with the help of strength and speed.

To be an ordinary person is the embodiment of extraordinary talent.

"Who is cooking what? It smells so good!"

Huang Meiying, who smelled the smell, came to the kitchen sleepily.

Seeing the busy figure inside, the mouth gradually opened to the extreme.

"Ouba, thank you."

At the dining table, Huang Meiying, who spent 10 minutes putting on simple plain makeup, expressed her gratitude to him with clasped hands.

Being able to drink a bowl of hot miso soup after a hangover is really enjoyable.

"I'm only in charge of the side dishes, and Xiaoxian's contribution is greater."

Huang Meiying tasted it with a spoon, and looked up in surprise: "Xiaoxian, marry me!"

Xu Xian's face was reddish, and he said angrily: "Oni!"

"Hey, we Xiaoxian don't want to!"

(I.e.

Sighing with regret, Huang Meiying raised her head and said with a smirk: "So, does Xu Xian have a man he likes?"

Xu Xian's heart was beating wildly, he glanced at Li Zhenyu beside him in a panic, and said angrily: "Oni!!"

The aggravated tone made Huang Meiying beg for mercy again and again.

Although he is the youngest member of the group, it is scary for the youngest member to get angry.

You know that kind of person who doesn't yell or scream when he gets angry, but just looks at you quietly.

I kept seeing you getting hairy inside, couldn't help being furious, and finally bowed my head and apologized obediently under her gaze.

Seohyun is like this, no one wants to experience her death stare.

"Wow, there is breakfast."

Quan Yuli, who looked like a fool, ran over insanely, pulled out the chair and sat down, scratched his head casually and said, "Ouba, did you do it?"

"Xiaoxian did it."

"Wow, our Xiaoxian is really virtuous... I want it too."

She raised her head and pouted to act like a baby to Xu Xian, as if she was the youngest one.

Xiaoxian got up to help her fill a bowl, and carefully said: "Oni, it's very hot."

"Yeah, thank you Xiaoxian, our Xiaoxian is so nice!"

This tone, the routine of boasting first and then using it, is used with great proficiency.

Huang Meiying rolled her eyes, only Xu Xian asked her happily, "How does it taste?"Would you like another bowl? How about with rice? '

"Ah~"

Yawning, and still exquisite even after a hangover, Jung Soo-yeon walked slowly with a sexy catwalk.

She has a beautiful face like a crystal doll, full of lazy temperament, and a sexy and enchanting figure.

slap~
Lee Soon Kyu, who suddenly appeared, slapped her buttocks, and ran past her like the wind: "Is there anything delicious, Oppa, good morning."

"morning."

Li Zhenyu lowered his head, resisting the urge to burst out laughing.

At this moment, Jung Soo-yeon, who had been preparing meticulously for nearly an hour and wanted to amaze the audience, was stunned.

How did she, when did she, she...

Hey ~
Xiba, Lee Soon Kyu, ah!

Jung Soo-yeon sat at the dining table with her shoulders drooping feebly and her strength braced.

"Unnie, soup...do you want to serve it with rice?"

Jung Soo-yeon poked the bowl with a spoon, turning the tofu into okara, as if it was Lee Soon-kyu who ruined her stunning appearance.

"Oh, thank you."

Hearing O'Neill's words, Xu Xian, who had been busy all morning, ran into the kitchen like a diligent hamster.

This little girl is really treated like a girl by her sisters!

However, the Ernies still love the maknae very much.

From the arrangement of her bed, to the daily necessities of life, stage preparation and training, etc.

Every time, O'Neill and the others will arrange her clearly.

She doesn't need to worry about anything at all, as long as she does what the O'Neills say.

Even if she makes a mistake, someone will help her make up for it.

Xiaoxian is just young, and he is not so stupid that he can't tell who treats him well.

(End of this chapter)