Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

When Choi Sulli woke up, she found herself back in the guest room.

There wasn't even a trace of someone sleeping there.

She sat up, her hair a mess, and although she had removed her makeup last night, that coward hadn't completely cleaned it off.

"Aish..."

She glanced at her phone.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

"Liu Zimu, you beast..."

She threw off the covers, stepped barefoot onto the floor, and looked at herself still dressed, not even in her pajamas.

She rubbed her hair, with only one thought in her mind.

He left her in the guest room again.

Twice now!

This has happened twice!

She went into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror.

Am I not good-looking?

Why isn't this jerk reacting at all?

She took a shower, wrapped herself in a towel, and came out, drying her hair as she pondered the problem.

It's definitely not my problem.

That can only be his problem.

No, wait a minute.

In Liu Zimu's memories of his past life, he had been to those places.

In other words, he is not incapable.

That is—he's a coward.

And he was utterly cowardly.

Or is it that Liu Zimu's body, after transmigrating, is impotent in that area?

She nodded at herself in the mirror, as if confirming some important discovery.

He opened his suitcase with a touch of melancholy.

If that's the case, I'll have to take him for a proper check-up!

Not bad.

The woman had already brought all her suitcases over.

She changed her clothes, wearing a white T-shirt, a black jacket, and black skinny jeans.

Yes, it looks really good.

She's too lazy to put on makeup, so she'll just go makeup-free; she's not afraid anyway.

We dawdled until after nine o'clock.

When she went downstairs, she deliberately used force, making the floorboards thump loudly.

Pushing open the door of the coffee shop, I saw Jin Qiutian wiping the bar. I paused for a moment when I saw her.

"Good morning, Sherry-senpai..."

"Good morning, autumn." Choi Sulli yawned and walked straight behind the bar.

Liu Zimu was grinding soybeans and didn't even look up when he heard her coming.

"You're awake?"

"The porridge is in the pot, go get some yourself."

Choi Sulli was stunned for a moment.

Porridge?

She peeked into the corner of the bar and saw a small rice cooker cooking white porridge.

I don't know why, but suddenly my nose felt a little sore.

This man left her in the guest room last night, but he remembered to cook porridge for her this morning.

What does this mean?

A slap followed by a sweet treat?

Choi Sulli ladled out a bowl of porridge and took a bite with some kimchi.

The taste was so-so.

"Oppa".

"Hmm?" Liu Zimu looked at her.

"Were you not quite up to it last night?"

Liu Zimu paused for a moment, looked up at her, and began to get angry.

That crazy woman.

In the golden autumn, the handkerchief used to wipe the bar fell again, and then she secretly glanced this way.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Liu Zimu took a deep breath: "Choi Jin-ri, are you sick in the head?"

"I'm sick, sick because I love you, you know that." Choi Sulli grinned, scooping up a spoonful of porridge and putting it in her mouth. "So, are you impotent?"

"I'll only say this once: just like last time, you drank too much again last night, so I left you in the guest room."

"I know, that's the problem." Choi Sulli put down her spoon. "If it were any other man, even if I was drunk, I should have some feelings for him, but not you. So, is it because you're impotent?"

"Heh, your mouth is foul, I can't bring myself to say that!" Liu Zimu sneered.

Jin Qiutian's face turned bright red.

Liu Zimu quickly glared at Jin Qiutian.

Golden Autumn: A Rebound!

Liu Zimu walked up to Cui Xueli and lowered his voice: "It's not that I can't do it, I'm a person of principle, and most importantly, I have no interest in sleeping with dead pigs."

"Hmph~ You actually called me a pig."

"Silly girl, if you keep talking nonsense, don't ever come into my coffee shop again."

Choi Sulli stared at him for several seconds.

She suddenly laughed, her eyes crinkling into crescents: "Oppa, you're such a good man. You might be a little cowardly, but you really are a good man."

Liu Zimu ignored her and continued grinding beans.

After finishing her porridge, Choi Sulli rested her chin on her hand and looked at him.

"Oppa".

"What's wrong now?"

"Don't worry, I'll get you tonight."

"Don't you have plans tonight?"

"I'll come back even if that happens. Also, if you really can't be cured, that's fine, I'll take care of you from now on. But if you can be cured but pretend you can't, then you really can't be."

Jin Qiutian finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing, then quickly covered her mouth.

Liu Zimu glared at her, embarrassed and angry: "Little Autumn."

"what?"

"What are you laughing at?"

"No, no, I was just thinking about what song to practice singing at the company tonight. There's one song that's really funny."

Choi Sulli smiled happily, turned around and left with satisfaction.

She turned back at the door and said, "Oh right, Oppa, cook for me tonight, just save some for me."

"I won't do it. Now, please leave. I don't want to see you."

"You're lying, you clearly know how." Choi Sulli wagged her finger. "If you haven't done it when I get back tonight, I'll have to eat you, okay? You mean what you say."

Liu Zimu looked at the doorway and sighed.

This woman has really changed.

Where is that cute, obedient human peach anymore?

He began to wonder what he had come here to do after transmigrating.

Are they here to be Sulli's nanny?

Jin Qiutian leaned closer and whispered, "Oppa, you and Sulli sunbaenim... really haven't done 'that' yet?"

"Little girl, what's it to you?"

"I'm just curious."

Curiosity killed the cat.

"I'm not a cat," Jin Qiutian muttered. "Oppa, you're just too cowardly."

Liu Zimu took a deep breath: "I'll say it again, I'm not a coward."

"Then why?"

"Because she's an artist, because she's not in a good state. Because I..." Liu Zimu paused, "Never mind, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

I want to leave the peninsula.

The door opened again.

Choi Sulli leaned in halfway: "By the way, Oppa, bring me coffee at noon, thirty cups as usual."

Then the door closed again.

Liu Zimu was stunned for a moment.

Thirty cups?

Is this woman going to treat us to dinner again?

No, she's using coffee as an excuse.

I just want him to go there.

After a flurry of activity, around noon, he packed up the thirty cups of coffee he had made and called to Jin Qiutian, "Little Qiutian, come with me to deliver this."

"Here it comes, here it comes."

The two of them, each carrying two bags, walked towards the nearby Truth Store.

The crew members looked at him with complicated expressions.

Some people were snickering, some were shaking their heads, and some were rolling their eyes.

Liu Zimu pretended not to see it.

Anyway, he's gotten thicker-skinned now.

It should be said that his skin thickened after he traveled through time.

What do I have to be afraid of if I dare to pat a female celebrity's butt on set?

Jin Qiutian followed behind him and whispered, "Oppa, the way they're looking at you is so strange."

"Ignore them, just leave the coffee and go."

"Okay."

Choi Sulli was touching up her makeup in the shop when she saw Liu Zimu bring in coffee. She immediately stood up and smiled sweetly.

"Oppa, you delivered it yourself."

"Here's your coffee." Liu Zimu placed the coffee on the table.

Choi Sulli glanced at the coffee, then at him, making no attempt to hide the attention from those around them: "Oppa, you look so handsome today."

"Shut up." Liu Zimu glared at her.

I'm serious.

"I'm serious."

Choi Sulli paused for a moment, then smiled happily, as if she wanted to spin around in a magic circle of love.

But she held back.

Because the camera is filming.

I, Choi Sulli—no! I, Choi Jinri—cannot act like a love-struck madwoman in front of all the staff.

That would be too unreserved and doesn't fit the image I project as the representative of the Truth Store.

Although I'm naturally a hopeless romantic.

Not to mention being reserved, what is that?

Upon seeing her appearance, Liu Zimu quickly hid.

Carrying the heavy, reluctant autumn leaves along her neck, she returned to the coffee shop.

Liu Zimu washed his hands clean, and Jin Qiutian saw the puppy baring its teeth again.

He pretended not to see it and asked Li Zhenxi to buy lunch.

My mind suddenly exploded again.

【bite--!】

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