213. Deep Night, Moon Lose11 (2/2)
“What do you want to play for dinner, anyway? Oh, I'm bringing a vase. ”
“What is a muse? ”
“Don't you know Ryoko's painting? There's a high stop.”
“Gossdoff?”
“Heh. That was made in your country. You know Nintend, right? ”
“Nintendo knows. But I've never heard of it. ”
“Well, I wish I had a card. ”
“You can buy one. If we go downtown, we'll sell it. ”
“Who will come and go at this hour? It's already a blur. ”
“Why, we have a rental car. ”
The dinner lightened the mood.
People with driving licences are taught and confident.
However, he lay down injured, so he only learned how to drive now. After all, the intention of the banquet is to put the doctrine out.
“I wish I could drive because I suffered when the lesson came · · ·. ”
It was a brotherhood that reminded me of the teachings of men.
The lesson of feeling sorry for Joo's face was a mistake, but I gladly accepted it.
“Yes. If you don't have anything to do at night, I'm bored, so why don't you go out and get me some muskets. You should have a snack for dinner. ”
“Oh, I shouldn't have brought it up. ”
“No, it's okay. ”
It takes an hour to get to the city by car.
Jeong Yin felt like he was suffering alone.
“Then I'll go with you. ”
“Are you in tune? ”
“I'm bored if you go alone. ”
“I'll go with you now that you've brought up the horse. ”
Taeyoung stepped out instead, but Joo refused.
“No. You should take a picture later. Surprisingly, if you put a light on at night, the night view is beautiful. And I'm sure you have a note next to you. Evening prepaid or from another species. ”
Ju Chan continued to roll his head to send lessons alone. I felt like I could straighten things out after I learned something.
“It's okay. I can go alone. We still have some time until dinner, so I'll be right back. ”
“Ahh · · ·. ”
Then Ryoko, who was listening to the conversation, stepped out.
“Then I'll go with Douhoun Samar. ”
“Huh? Ryoko? ”
“I don't have anything to do here anyway. ”
Ryoko's posture was deeply overwhelming.
As a matter of fact, Ryoko doesn't have a mission compared to what everyone else is doing.
Joo planned the overall schedule, Taeyoung was the photographer, and Jung was the notes. He drove a long time when he came, and Seohyun was also in charge of writing a report later.
She knew exactly the same thing. Ryoko wanted to help out because he felt sorry for free-riding a group assignment.
“Hmm · · ·. ”
Taeyoung complained that Ryoko was going out with him, but there was no reason to refuse. Chu Chan also agreed coldly with Ryoko because he wanted to teach him a lesson somehow.
“Well, if he comes alone, he'll be bored. It wouldn't be so bad to go with you. ”
“I'll do that, then. Let's go with Ryoko. ”
“Ha-ha.”
They headed for the parking lot where the car was parked.
* * *
“I don't have to go with you. ”
“No, honestly, it's very uncomfortable · ·. I want to do something. I think it's a problem to get points together for doing nothing. ”
Surprisingly the right kid. In fact, learning Korean will be much more challenging than taking classes after you come as an exchange student.
This was also something I experienced when I was studying in the United States when I was Lee Jungwoo. I thought I had learned English in Korea, but the first semester of my study did not include any instructional content.
The pronunciation was also unclear, so I couldn't keep up with the flow of the class at all.
After reviewing the textbook until late at night, I was only able to fill my credit. Later, I was somewhat deaf to hearing English, but my pronunciation did not improve at all.
When I remembered then, young Ryoko was proud and sad.
I reached out from the driver's seat and put my hand on the back of Ryoko's hand.
“Ryoko, no one in my group would think that. I know Ryoko's doing his best. ”
“Tauhun Samar · · ·. ”
Ryoko was impressed.
“Don't you think Samar is so kind? ”
“Haha. That again. Ryoko seems to only have a good impression of Korean men. ”
“No, really. ”
“Rather, Korean men would prefer Japanese women. ”
“Yes? Horntoudesca? ”
“Yes. Have you ever heard of a hooker? ”
“Sushi?”
“Oh, no, lady. ”
“Ha-ha, sushi. ”
Oh, fuck you.
Let me give you something to understand.
“Anyway, I have to say, I like Japanese women very much. ”
“Yes?”
“Why are Japanese women so devoted to men? ”
“Devotion?”
“I mean · · · · ·. I'm good with men.”
“Ahh · · ·. ”
“Feminism is a passport kidney these days, so there are women who are very excited. Some of them, of course, but sometimes they're frowny. But are Japanese women supposed to be surprisingly obedient? Anyway, I think it's great. ”
Ryoko looked straight at me while driving and asked.
“· · Do you also like Japanese women? ”
“Me?”
“Haha. I'm curious. ”
It's me. Wearing a skirt won't change my nationality.
However, I surrounded him appropriately because he seemed too rash to reveal his sincerity.
“Well, I'm cautious when I meet people. Why should nationality matter? He's a good man. He's a good man. ”
By the way, you two must have gotten out of the car. Shall we get started?
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