Peninsula: 72 Hours of Blind Dates

Han Xijun never expected that receiving Chairman Kim Bum-soo's call would actually help his plan to put Oh Hae-won at ease tonight.

It was truly a lucky accident.

If Han Xijun had known that he could use the "pretending to be in a relationship" with Zhang Yuanying to make Wu Haiyuan decide to date him, he would have told Wu Haiyuan about it long ago.

The process is always so wonderful and bumpy.

If it weren't for his promise to help Jang Won-young, Han Hee-joon wouldn't have felt guilty driving to JYP Entertainment Company that night after going to Naksan Park with Jang Won-young.

So she wouldn't wait for the nmixx members to get off work, wouldn't go out for barbecue together, wouldn't talk to the nmixx members about liking Wu Haiyuan and planning to confess, wouldn't get any very useful advice from the nmixx members, and wouldn't actually establish a romantic relationship with Wu Haiyuan.

Wu Haiyuan opened the car window a little.

Fanning with your hand.

The car suddenly got hot.

Han Xijun turned up the airflow of the car's air conditioner.

Seeing Wu Haiyuan blush, Han Xijun felt smug.

He was really showing off. As they say online, a young girl's blush is more important than anything else.

Wu Haiyuan was definitely smitten, both with himself and with the relationship that had begun.

It was Wu Haiyuan himself who asked the question about the future.

Han Xijun didn't hesitate and replied to Wu Haiyuan that of course they would go from being boyfriend and girlfriend to husband and wife.

couple.

These were such unfamiliar words to the young girl.

But it is also the ultimate definition of romantic love in the dreams of youth.

Nothing can compare to the complete experience of getting to know each other, falling in love, relying on each other until old age.

This is aspiration, and also a goal that drives people's imagination about love.

This is not comparable to an agreement made through blind dating with marriage as the ultimate goal.

Wu Haiyuan blushed because he was caught off guard by Han Xijun's comment that they would become husband and wife in the future.

Even if this person has officially started dating, who would think about marriage so early in their relationship? Just how much does he like me?

"Phew~"

She pouted and breathed into the gap in the top of the car window.

Wu Haiyuan wasn't deliberately trying to act cute or coquettish.

But in Han Xijun's eyes, Wu Haiyuan was the most adorable person in the world.

His gaze was uncontrollably fixed on Wu Haiyuan's lips.

"Haiyuan"

Wu Haiyuan heard Han Xijun calling his name.

That voice was so gentle.

The voice was completely different from the one used in the previous conversation.

Wu Haiyuan didn't dare to respond.

Immediately afterwards, Han Xijun asked in his ear, "Want to kiss?" Wu Haiyuan turned around slowly in shock, staring wide-eyed at the calm Han Xijun, hardly believing what he had just heard.

kiss?

No, how am I supposed to answer that?

Should I answer with a kiss?

It's not like I'm going crazy from lacking kisses.

That was my first kiss.

How can you just kiss someone like that?

Shaking your head in refusal and saying no?

I can't bring myself to say it.

Han Xijun's face is zoomed in again.

He's getting close.

It was getting closer. Wu Haiyuan wanted to "retreat."

A hand grabbed her neck.

There was no way to retreat.

Immediately afterwards, a series of images flashed through Wu Haiyuan's mind.

The familiar touch, even the temperature of my lips and the feeling of being squeezed, were so familiar.

This wasn't the first time they had kissed.

Or perhaps her first kiss was taken by Han Xijun last night.

I was just agonizing over how to answer, and I even thought I still had my first kiss.

Feeling the heat of the breath, Wu Haiyuan suddenly perked up and pushed Han Xijun away.

She didn't know where she got the strength from.

After being pushed away, Han Xijun didn't continue kissing, but instead said, "I think I'm starting to like kissing you."

Wu Haiyuan raised his hand to cover his mouth. Every word Han Xijun said needed to be listened to carefully, because he and Wu Haiyuan were almost always speaking literally.

"Don't you like kissing me?"

Wu Haiyuan shook his head.

Han Xijun muttered to himself, "Looks like I need to make more time to watch movies and TV series."

Wu Haiyan meant that wasn't what she meant.

She didn't think Han Xijun's kissing technique was bad.

Fortunately, Han Xijun sat back in the driver's seat, restoring a "safe" distance, while Wu Haiyuan still covered his mouth and looked at Han Xijun.

"I'm hungry, let's go get something to eat."

Wu Haiyuan didn't pay attention to what movie was playing from beginning to end.

As the city street scenes flashed past the car window, Wu Haiyuan was completely absorbed in his own world and didn't hear what Han Xijun was saying while driving.

I glanced left and right. In the quiet alley, there was a row of self-built houses on the right. One of the houses, a single-story building with a light on, had "Yongzong Island Knife-Cut Noodles" written on its sliding glass door.

"I often come here to eat when I'm hungry after working overtime at night. The club president always gives me a side dish of cold green-scaled fish fillets."

It was Han Xijun's voice, and then Wu Haiyuan watched as Han Xijun pushed open the old glass door.

"President-nim"

"Hee-joon is here. My granddaughter will come over after her tutoring class later. Could you help her with that college major recommendation, the one we talked about last time?"

"it is good."

"I'll go cook you some noodles."

"President-nim, two bowls."

Wu Haiyuan, who was still outside the door, watched as an elderly woman with gray hair walked quickly toward the door.

Just a door away, Grandma greeted with a smile, "Come in, 'Agashi'!"

Wu Haiyuan quickly bowed and greeted him, "Hello."

"Oh my, what a beautiful house!" Once inside, you can see the entire layout of the house at a glance.

A passageway, barely wide enough for one person, was created in the middle, with six small dining tables for two people placed against the walls on both sides.

The walls are covered with old newspapers and magazines.

There were no celebrity autographs or photos, and no other customers in the restaurant.

The clock on the wall shows it is 9:12 p.m.

Logically speaking, there should be diners at this time. Even if it's not a popular spot for social media check-ins, just looking at the interior environment, there must be many regular customers.

I sat in the leftmost seat, closest to the kitchen.

韩熙俊递给吴海源一张湿纸巾道：「一般晚上11点-12点会有一波生意，结束后社长nim会关门休息，每天的营业时间是上午11点-下午2点，傍晚5点-晚上12点。」

"There are queues here at lunchtime and dinnertime. Office workers from nearby buildings and residents from the surrounding area come here to eat knife-cut noodles."

The sounds of cooking could be heard coming from the kitchen.

Han Xijun raised his hand and waved it in front of Wu Haiyuan's eyes, saying, "You're still thinking about K..."

Wu Haiyuan interrupted, "Where is this?" "Tehran Road"

"Tehran Road?"

"Hmm, it's near the company. After we finish eating the knife-cut noodles, would you like to visit my workplace?"

"Huh? So suddenly?"

Han Xijun said, "Don't you want to know what your boyfriend's work environment is like?"

Wu Haiyuan was at a loss for words again.

It seems that there is no "following the routine" when she is with Han Hee-joon.

Things you never thought of can suddenly pop up due to changes in the conversation, and it's useless to have planned ahead.

Just like now, Wu Haiyuan was only trying to stop Han Xijun from mentioning kissing, and asked the question casually. Who knew that he would immediately decide to go to Han Xijun's workplace after finishing his knife-cut noodles?

A thought flashed through my mind.

Could this have been "prepared" by Han Hee-joon in advance?

Could it be that there's some surprise waiting for him at his workplace?