Peninsula: Don’t just fall in love on Fridays

Chapter 457 Shall we sleep in the same room tonight? (2/2)

After taking a shower, Bae Joo-hyun walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, and the steam followed her out of the originally enclosed space.

The four words "lotus emerging from water" can really describe her.

Jiang Zhaohuan skillfully took out the hair dryer he brought from the suitcase and helped dry his girlfriend's wet hair.

Bae Joo-hyun was not on guard at first, and she suddenly remembered what someone did last time.

She turned her head warily and issued a warning with half-closed eyes.

"Zhao Huan, you can't do anything rash today!"

Jiang Zhaohuan sighed helplessly, feeling that his image in his girlfriend's mind was becoming increasingly strange.

He lifted his long hair and replied with a chuckle before turning on the hair dryer:
"Hey, hey, hey~ I still know how to distinguish occasions."

After blow-drying Bae Joo-hyun's hair, Kang Do-hwan sat on the sofa and watched someone take out clothes one by one from the suitcase until they filled up the two single beds.

He raised his eyebrows. There were three sets of black clothes alone.

"Why did you bring so many clothes? Are you going to promote your clothes in Formosa?"

Bae Joo-hyun casually picked up a black dress and gestured in front of herself. These clothes were obviously different from what she usually wore in private.

When she is not working, she usually wears a T-shirt with wide-leg pants, or a sweatshirt with jeans.

How to relax and be comfortable? Just do it.

Bae Joo-hyun attached great importance to the first meeting between the parents of both parties. She frowned in confusion, picked up the clothes and put them on in front of herself one by one.

"Ani, I don't know which outfit to wear. Can you help me choose? Is black better or white, or a brighter color... red?"

"There's nothing much to choose from, right? You're so pretty, you'll look good in anything."

Jiang Zhaohuan was really not being perfunctory, he really couldn't make a choice.

No matter what color the clothes are, with this handsome face, he can easily digest them.

When Pei Zhuxuan heard this, she couldn't help but pout and said dissatisfiedly:
"Ah~! Seriously, give me some useful references!"

Jiang Zhaohuan guessed that his girlfriend's nervousness was simply because she was worried that when they met formally, Lao Song would be unhappy.

He stood up and hugged Pei Zhuxuan from behind, bent down and put his chin on her shoulder, and comforted her:
"My dad is not as traditional as you think. His work often involves him in the entertainment industry. He won't look down on you just because you're an idol. Just rest assured."

"But you have to choose a suitable outfit, right?"

"I wear whatever I want, just pick one that's the same color as mine."

When Bae Joo-hyun heard her boyfriend's lie, she raised her hand and pinched his waist in annoyance.

Only when I saw that he looked in pain did I let go of his hand and ruthlessly exposed his lie.

"Ah! It's not like I haven't seen what you look like in private. When did you wear makeup when you're not working?"

Bae Joo Hyun stood on tiptoe and tried to mess up Jiang Chaohuan's hair. Seeing him quickly retreating and running away, she complained,
"You definitely didn't do this hairstyle yourself. Did you go to a beauty salon?"

Jiang Zhaohuan was stunned for a moment. After a few seconds of silence, he changed the subject guiltily:

"Um, it's getting late, why don't you change your clothes and head to the restaurant?"

"Don't change the subject!"

"…Wear the black one, it's more suitable. The other one has too much lace, it's not suitable."

"That's right~ Please bring me the makeup bag so I can put on some light makeup."

"Inside."

Bae Joo-hyun is very quick in putting on makeup, and this kind of bare-face makeup doesn’t take much time.

Another thing is that she started learning makeup when she was a trainee, and after so many years of debut, she has become extremely skilled.

After finishing her makeup, Bae Joo-hyun took Do-hwan's arm and walked towards her parents' room. When the door opened, she let go of her hand without saying a word, showing a well-behaved expression.

She is still embarrassed to show her affection in front of her family because she is not as thick-skinned as someone else.

Jiang Zhaohuan looked at Old Song who was still chatting with Pei's father and mother, and said:

"Dad, is it time for us to leave?"

"Well, let's go."

The group was more or less disguised, but it was already night time and wearing sunglasses was impossible.

What surprised Jiang Zhaohuan was that Pei Zhuyan actually prepared several pairs of black-framed glasses. Pei's father and mother were both given a pair of glasses, and everyone disguised themselves and got in the car and set off to the restaurant.

The restaurant is a bit far from the hotel and it takes nearly twenty minutes to drive there.

There weren't many people dining at this restaurant at this time, and the restaurant required reservations, so it was quite private.

Before coming here, Jiang Zhaohuan consulted local Zhou Ziyu, who told him that this restaurant is generally only known to local people in Taiwan and it is very difficult to make a reservation.

The reason why he was able to make the appointment was because Tzuyu's mother and the restaurant owner were high school classmates.

Otherwise, without this relationship, I would probably have to use my money.

Just as Jiang Zhaohuan was about to ask the restaurant waiter for two menus, Pei Dongkui said:

"Zhao Huan, you don't need to show us the menu. Just look at it. We don't know much about the food here."

"Okay, then uncle and aunt, would you like to have a drink?"

When Pei Dongkui heard this, he did not answer. Instead, he glanced at Pei's mother beside him, silently asking himself whether he could drink today.

He is a typical henpecked husband!
Park Young-ran naturally would not stop her husband from drinking in such an occasion. She smiled and nodded:
"Drink a little."

"Okay, then I'll order two bottles of local specialty wine."

The most famous liquor in Taiwan is sorghum liquor, and the ten-year-old fragrant one is very good.

Park Young-ran knew that the alcohol content of the wine in China was very high. She was worried that Old Pei, who usually only drank Jinro Soju, would not be able to handle it, so she quickly said:
"Zhaohuan, you don't need two bottles. One bottle is enough."

"Yes, then I'll ask them to serve some tea."

After the drinks and dishes were served, Jiang Zhaohuan began to struggle with whether he should toast, but he was afraid that he could not handle the 53-proof Kinmen Kaoliang Liquor.

He can get half a bottle of 13% peach-flavored Jinro Soju down, and the 53% Kinmen Kaoliang Liquor... I'm afraid he'll feel dizzy after just one sip.

When it comes to drinking, Bae Joo-hyun is obviously much better. She has drunk foreign liquor with a concentration of over 40% before, and with her alcohol tolerance, it is no problem for her to have a few glasses.

So when she saw her boyfriend in trouble, she took the initiative to pour him a cup of winter melon tea, smiled and pushed her wine glass over, blinked her eyes and smiled:

"Zhu Yan and I both want to try Hua Xia's wine. I'll trouble you to drive today."

These words made Jiang Zhaohuan feel relieved.

He had been drunk in Daegu before, and he really didn't want to add another experience of social death to his life.

Jiang Zhaohuan nodded. He had never seen Bae Juyeon's drinking capacity. He was drunk and unconscious in Daegu.

"Yes, leave the driving to me. But can Jooyeon drink?"

"Don't worry, she can drink almost twice as much as I can!"

double?
Wouldn't that mean the highest record is drinking six bottles of Jinro Soju?

Hiss——that’s amazing.

Pei Zhuyan didn't expect that her sister would reveal her huge amount of breasts. She blushed and whispered:

"Ouni, I don't want to save face. I look like a drunkard."

"You stole your dad's wine when you were in high school. Do you need me to spread the word for you?"

Upon hearing this, Pei Zhuyan quickly made a "shut up" gesture.

Well, she was the one who shut up.

Bae Joo-hyun smiled. She was very kind to her sister and would naturally not tell such a little secret.

She poured a cup of winter melon tea for Zhu Yan and reminded her:
"Eat something before drinking. Don't drink directly. It will hurt your stomach. OK?"

"Inside~"

The atmosphere at the table was very good. Song Si Hyuk and Bae Dong Kyu felt like they had met too late, and after a few drinks they almost became brothers.

Jiang Zhaohuan felt that the father in front of him was a little strange. He was not so talkative when chatting with him on weekdays.

He wiped his hands clean after peeling shrimps and whispered in his girlfriend's ear:
"...Shall we sleep in the same room tonight?"

The question did not receive any verbal response, but instead I was rewarded with a shrimp that I peeled myself.

Jiang Zhaohuan looked at the silent Bae Zhuxuan in confusion, and was immediately rewarded with a wink from both eyes at the same time.

He curled the corners of his mouth, obviously understanding the silent response.

(End of this chapter)