Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

Chapter 62 So beautiful she wanted to elope

When Liu Zimu opened his eyes, the sun was no longer just shining on his butt.

It's past noon.

Headache.

He rolled over, buried his face in the pillow, sullenly for two seconds, then rolled back over.

The phone stopped ringing, then rang again!

I picked up my phone and answered the call without thinking.

"Oppa." Sulli's voice came through the receiver, carrying an uneasy feeling.

"Yeah, that's true," Liu Zimu replied absentmindedly.

"Where are you?"

"At the hotel."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone: "Which hotel?"

Liu Zimu subconsciously gave the hotel name and room number, but suddenly realized what he was doing halfway through and sat up.

"Choi Jin-ri, you can't?"

"You just wait," Choi Sulli said, uttering three words.

The call ended abruptly.

Liu Zimu stared at his phone screen, still a little confused.

This woman was in Seoul yesterday. Isn't she supposed to fly directly from Seoul to Japan tomorrow?

I tossed my phone onto the bed and stared up at the ceiling.

If this woman saw me like this, she'd nag me to death!

He threw off the covers, stood up, and stumbled into the bathroom.

The man in the mirror had a messy head of hair, bloodshot eyes, and a scruffy beard.

He was wearing the same shirt as yesterday, wrinkled like pickled vegetables.

He turned on the tap, scooped up some cold water and poured it on his face. The cold made him shiver, and his mind cleared up a bit.

Leaning against the sink, staring at the face in the mirror, I began to recall.

Last night he found a small bar and drank alone until 2 a.m.

He didn't remember how much he drank, only the way the proprietress looked at him, a mixture of worry and disdain.

After washing up, he took off his shirt and threw it on the bed.

Then he pulled a black wool sweater out of his suitcase, put it on, and wearing shorts, he started rummaging through his suitcase looking for pants.

Doorbell rang.

But he felt that someone was banging on the door.

"Coming." He smiled and ran over barefoot. Before he could even turn the lock, people outside were already kicking the door.

The moment the door opened, Choi Sulli burst in.

She was wearing a long gray coat, her scarf was askew to one side, her hair was a mess from the wind, and she was wearing a mask.

Her eyes were red, I couldn't tell if it was from crying or from being cold.

The moment she saw Liu Zimu, tears streamed down her face: "Liu Zimu, are you crazy!"

He threw down his suitcase, closed the door, and pounced on him, punching him in the chest.

Her strength wasn't actually that great, but each blow felt like a slap to Liu Ziming's heart: "You didn't answer my calls! Do you know how long I waited for you at the train station?"

Sulli couldn't continue speaking because she was crying so hard.

Then the whole person crashed into me.

Liu Zimu was knocked back a step by her and fell directly onto the bed.

He reached out and put his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. He rested his chin on the top of her head and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

"Stop talking nonsense and kiss me!" She actually started taking off her clothes, her eyes filled with madness!

"Truth, wait!"

"What are we waiting for? Let's go crazy first!"

Liu Zimu lost, and lost badly. He even resorted to the tactic of "preferring to wait three minutes rather than seize a single second."

Sulli is too crazy, she's completely reckless.

After everything was over, she gritted her teeth and cursed in his arms, "I took the earliest flight at dawn! Then I had to transfer! Then take the high-speed rail! Do you know how far this place is? If I didn't speak Chinese, I would have been lost, you know that?!"

Liu Zimu looked down at her and kissed her on the cheek: "I'm sorry, Zhenli!"

"Stop talking nonsense, how much did you drink last night?" She sniffed and poked his chest. "You smelled terrible, you were covered in alcohol."

"Then why do you keep kissing me?"

"Hmph~ Can't I kiss my man?" She poked him again.

Liu Zimu grabbed the hand that had poked his chest, rubbed it in his palm, and then pressed it against his face without saying a word.

"You can't escape my grasp." Choi Sulli leaned against him. "Look at me."

Liu Zimu looked at her.

Choi Sulli looked at him too, and the two stared at each other for a few seconds.

"Liu Zimu, you are not allowed to drink alone from now on."

"it is good."

"You agreed too quickly; you're definitely just trying to appease me."

"Then how can I agree?"

She opened her mouth, then pouted, her eyes defiant: "Are you just giving me the runaround? Do you think I'm annoying? You can agree to whatever you want!"

Liu Zimu patted her shapely bottom: "How unreasonable!"

Choi Sulli shifted slightly: "I don't care, you have to take me with you when you drink from now on. I'll drink as much as you drink, and I'll get drunk too. If you drink yourself to death, I'll die with you."

Liu Zimu couldn't help but laugh when he saw her fierce yet adorable appearance.

"What are you laughing at?" she glared at him fiercely.

"I'm laughing at you for being like a little fool."

"You're the idiot!" She punched him again. "The biggest idiot in the world! Do you know how scared I was when I got your call?"

She couldn't continue.

Liu Zimu pulled her back into his arms, holding her even tighter: "Okay, I was wrong."

"You're not wrong," Choi Sulli said in a muffled voice. "You're just too sad."

Liu Zimu remained silent.

Sulli didn't say anything either.

The two of them hugged each other until their stomachs started growling.

They smiled at each other, and finally got up and tidied themselves up. It was already quite late in the afternoon.

"This hotel is alright." She drew back the curtains, letting in sunlight. Liu Zimu squinted slightly. "Better than I expected."

"What do you think?"

"I imagined you living in one of those dark, cramped motels with weird posters on the walls and holes in the sheets, looking all pathetic."

"Is this how you see me?"

"Although you are the best man in the world in my heart," she turned around, her back to the French windows, the setting sun spreading behind her, bathing her in a golden-red glow, "sometimes the things you do are really stupid."

Liu Ziming leaned against the wall, hands in his pockets, looking at her: "If I weren't stupid, would I have patted your butt?"

Choi Sulli paused for a moment, then smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescents, radiant with joy.

"Liu Zimu, you have to pat my butt every day from now on."

Liu Zimu almost spat out his water: "You have this hobby?"

Choi Sulli burst into laughter.

Liu Zimu smiled and took her hand, saying, "Come on, I'll take you to eat something delicious."

"What do you want to eat?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to eat hot pot? There's no shortage of hot pot here."

Cui Xueli didn't move, standing still and looking up at him: "Liu Zimu".

"What's wrong?"

"I'm not wearing any makeup." She pointed to her face. "Barefaced, aren't you afraid of being photographed if you take me out like this?"

Liu Zimu looked down at her.

She was right. She was bare-faced, without makeup, her hair was messy, and her eyes were swollen.

It's just so beautiful, so beautiful that it makes him feel that although the world is messed up, it is also very beautiful.

"What are you afraid of? Not many people here know you anyway, right?"

Choi Sulli stared at him for two seconds, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up.

"Hmph! You think I'm unpopular?" She placed her hand in his palm, their fingers intertwined. "Anyway, I'm your woman, I'm all yours."

As they walked out of the hotel, the two strolled through the small town. She linked arms with him, took a selfie, and kept it.

Then I took a picture of the sunset in this small county town and posted it on Instagram: 【This sunset is so beautiful, I want to elope!】