Peninsula: I run a bed and breakfast on Jeju Island

Chapter 126 Buying Clothes

Pinky promise?

Choi Jin-ri glanced at him, her expression somewhat strange.

"Aren't you childish?" she couldn't help but complain.

"I told you you weren't doing this on purpose!"

"Fine, I'll do it!"

Choi Jin-ri pulled his little finger over and then hooked it with her little finger in the same way.

Li Ran smiled and said, "Pinky promise, never to change it for a hundred years, whoever changes it is a dog."

He first said it in Chinese, and then, to make sure she understood, Li Ran said it again in Korean.

Choi Jin-ri blinked and interjected, "I've noticed your Korean is improving really fast!"

"Don't interrupt!"

Li Ran rolled her eyes.

He had been speaking to her in Korean the whole time, and had only just said one sentence in Chinese.

What? You didn't praise his Korean before, but now you are?

"It's mainly because you've been using Korean all along. Otherwise, if you had spoken Chinese just now, I would have forgotten that you're not from the Korean Peninsula."

"Then let's not. I don't want to be a Peninsular." He shrugged.

"Don't change the subject, you can't escape what you're supposed to eat." He handed the lettuce wrap in his hand to Choi Jin-ri.

She shook her head. "We just said I'd eat after you finish. You haven't even eaten yet!"

Li Ran hesitated for a moment, then said, "Fine, I'll eat!"

He stuffed the lettuce wrap into his mouth and bit off half of it.

"Hiss~"

His whole face scrunched up.

The flavor of wasabi, sliced ​​beef, sesame oil, chili, and a whole host of other ingredients mixed together is a bit hard to describe.

Li Ran has only herself to blame.

He chewed it, then handed her the half-eaten lettuce wrap he was holding.

"Well, it's your turn," he mumbled.

Choi Jin-ri gently bit her lower lip, surprised that he really didn't mind the pressure and just handed her the lettuce wrap.

It seems that being too close isn't good either; I get the feeling he doesn't treat me like a normal girl anymore.

But since the words had already been spoken and they had made a pinky promise, Choi Jin-ri gritted her teeth and accepted the lettuce wrap.

You can even see Li Ran's teeth marks on one end of the lettuce wrap!

"You can just eat the other end. You don't have to finish it," he added.

Who do you think you are!

Choi Jin-ri pursed her lips and stuffed the entire lettuce wrap into her mouth.

"Hiss~ cough cough cough!"

She choked.

The taste of this lettuce wrap is indeed quite strange.

"Have some water." Li Ran handed her the water glass in front of her.

"Glug~ Glug glug~"

The water level in the glass dropped by half.

"Phew~"

She put down her water glass and let out a long sigh.

"Tsk."

Li Ran placed the perfectly cooked Korean beef from the grill onto her plate. "Keep eating."

Choi Jin-ri pursed her lips, wrapped the grilled meat in lettuce, and started tearing into it without adding any seasoning.

She bit down very hard, and even glanced at Li Ran from time to time.

He shook his head.

Let them watch, it's not like they're actually biting themselves.

About ten minutes later, the two finished eating.

Li Ran leaned against the chair, touched her stomach, and then stood up.

"We've eaten and drunk our fill, let's go."

Choi Jin-ri nodded and took a tissue to wipe her mouth.

She then donned sunglasses, a mask, and a hat.

As soon as Li Ran stepped out the door, she suddenly lowered her head and sniffed her cuff.

"Tsk."

"What's wrong?"

Choi Jin-ri glanced at him.

"I feel like I'm covered in the smell of barbecue."

Choi Jin-ri also lowered her head and sniffed her clothes. "It's alright."

After saying that, she tugged at his collar and leaned in to smell him.

Li Ran pursed her lips.

Isn't this guy's behavior a bit too natural?

"It doesn't smell much. Even if it does, the smell will dissipate in the wind later," she said, loosening her collar.

"Okay."

Choi Jin-ri took out her phone and glanced at the time. "By the way, it's still early. Why don't you come with me somewhere first?"

"where?"

"Let's go shopping for a bit."

As it turns out, when a woman says she's going to "go shopping," she doesn't really mean it.

Lee Ran, who was accompanying Choi Jin-ri on a shopping spree, was carrying bags of various sizes.

"Did you do this on purpose?"

Li Ran lifted the bag in her hand; the plastic handles were so tight that her fingers were turning red.

"What do you mean, intentional?"

Choi Jin-ri glanced back at him, her tone even sounding somewhat innocent.

"We agreed to just take a quick look around," but we've been walking for ages.

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He looked down at his current state.

He had three bags in his left hand, four in his right, and one more hanging on his shoulder.

Choi Jin-ri's eyes curved into a smile behind her sunglasses.

"Isn't that easy? We've only explored two floors."

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Li Ran was momentarily at a loss for words to complain about.

She slowed her pace and took the bag off his shoulder. "Besides," she said, "most of it wasn't bought for me."

"The question is, why did you buy me so many clothes?"

Li Ran glanced at the brand name on the bag.

There were hoodies, jackets, several basic T-shirts, and even pants were provided for him.

He didn't bring many clothes with him when he came to Seoul this time.

He mainly thought he would only be staying for a short time, so he was too lazy to pack his suitcase and just needed enough clothes to change into.

Choi Jin-ri bought him too many clothes this time, and they were obviously expensive.

"Didn't you also not bring many clothes?"

"It doesn't have to be like that."

"How could it not be that bad?"

She raised an eyebrow. "You can't wear the same few outfits every day, can you?"

Li Ran remained silent for two seconds.

It really works.

Men sometimes really don't have much of aspirations when it comes to clothing.

Clean, comfortable, and wearable.

That's basically enough.

Moreover, Li Ran has good looks; even the ugliest clothes look good on him.

Choi Jin-ri seemed to guess what he was thinking and couldn't help but click her tongue.

"You're not really planning to wear the same few outfits over and over again, are you?"

"Is there a problem?"

"There's a big problem."

She pointed at him and said, "Your outfit is way too casual."

"When we walk together, people will think that I styled your outfit."

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is," she coughed lightly and looked away, "I can't let people think I have bad taste, can I?"

"Tsk."

He pursed his lips. "So you're looking down on me."

"Who's complaining about you?" she retorted.

"Now that you're out with me, you can't just be a copy-paste every day, can you?"

"What does 'copy and paste' mean?" Li Ran looked down at herself. "I think it's fine."

Choi Jin-ri pursed her lips. "The first day was a gray hoodie, black pants, and sneakers."

"I might change into a black hoodie the next day, and a dark gray one the day after. The styles haven't changed much, just the colors."

Li Ran opened her mouth.

That's undeniable—no way to refute it.

"Men are all like that," he struggled to explain.

"You're not representing all men."

Choi Jin-ri reached out and grabbed his arm. "Let's go, let's continue."

"Still want to buy?"

"The last few are left."

Ten minutes later.

Li Ran stood in front of a men's clothing store, looked at the mannequin in the glass window, and shook her head.

"How much more are you planning to buy? My hands are almost full!"

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