King of the Last Drama

Accommodation in Group Aires.

Ara opened his mouth while he was gathering for dinner.

"Right there."

"Huh?"

"Maybe Lee Hyun-seok is the ideal type?"

"· · · · · ·."

This is bullshit again.

The other two members ignored the youngest words in their natural appearance. It was a perfect combination that seemed to squeeze together.

But the puppy wasn't strong enough to be there. I raised my nose and began to load my voice with strength.

"No, he did, too, didn't he? I don't usually go out with someone you think you like."

"It's a mistake, but naturally, it's not a backer, is it?"

Eun Sol looks at his sister Zuri and asks her to do something. Zuri sighed with a look of what to do.

In the meantime, Ara's drinking of kimchi noodles was becoming increasingly difficult.

"Oh, what do I do? I'm an idol, and I'm in a relationship."

"Oh, but it doesn't matter if you're the boss of your company? You're a bun, aren't you?"

"Hey, puppy."

It was the moment when the stubborn Nsol put down his chopsticks and opened his mouth.

The front door opened with the sound of the door lock loosening. Zuri, who saw the incoming person, became semi-colored.

"Ah, Yumi!"

"What, did you say something interesting besides me?"

When Han Yumi came in with a smile, Ara reflectively died.

But it was also tough. My youngest brother quickly recovered and gave me a nosebleed as if it was a good opportunity.

"Sister, what do you think?"

"Huh? What?"

"That's · · · · ·."

Ara repeated the story to her two sisters yesterday. Hanyumi, who heard the story, said, "Well, I picked a horse.

"Well, I..."

"Me?!"

Hanyumi scratched her cheeks as her three younger brothers' gaze focused on the work.

"For now, I think we should beat Senior Hong Ji Ho."

"· · · · · ·."

A long silence passed.

Hanyumi made excuses.

"No, well, at least people think you two look good together. How many times have I been asked about your relationship with Mr. Hong today?"

"· · · Yes."

The effect is good. Ara quickly died.

"· · · · · ·??"

And apart from that, there was a strange suspicion for Zuri and Nsol.

#

At the same time, director Kwon Taeyoung's honeymoon, "Experience, Field of Violence" was a window.

Hong Ji-ho swore to cooperate with Idona in exchange for learning useless secrets in many ways.

As soon as he was invited through the front door of the place of arrival, he began to be strangled and beaten.

"Butterfly! Butterfly has never helped a human being like you!"

"Ahoy, ahoy!"

"Is that helping you? Is that helping you? You and that human are a gay couple?"

"Aah! Stop it! Just as Les and Lily are different, Gay and Biel are different!"

"What do you know!"

In response to Idona's attack, Red Jiho twisted his entire body with an exaggerated scream. In my own way, it was a sign of regret, but it aroused Idona's anger.

After wrestling for a while, exhausted Idona leans on the couch.

I raised one hand and blindfolded.

"Really."

Honestly, it was horrible.

No, Amman, but my enthusiasm has been chewed off by Hong Ji-ho, not by anyone else.

"Eat fruit if you're tired. Stop hitting on people who are having a hard time coming."

When his aunt brought out the fruit, Hong Ji Ho, who had noticed, avoided him with a lifetime of singing. Idona gazes at the Red Jiho with her noble eyes.

My aunt, who had alternated the appearance of the two prophets, sighed little.

"That's a big deal."

"I was right!"

Idona quickly hit the match.

"I don't know what he's messing around with!"

"Mr. Hong Ji Ho again, I can't see where Donna is going to win because she's fast, caring, good-looking and handsome."

"Is that you?!"

His nephew became Gigi's expression.

Hong Ji Ho is glorious, bowing his head and sending out a dazzling glance, his aunt blushes her cheeks.

"I'll come to my aunt."

"You don't have any friends because you can't take a joke until you're that age."

"· · · · · ·."

My nephew fixed his face while the horse was blocked.

"I'm glad Mr. Ji Ho is cooperating. Thank you, and welcome."

"Well, I didn't notice in many ways."

Hong Ji Ho has a bad taste. I'm thinking about it now, but I still didn't want to be a speaker and a headphone.

Well, even so, I don't think it's too much to notice.

There, my aunt convinced me.

"No wonder that Idona."

"That's right, Donna."

"What. If you have something to say, why don't you just do it?"

What do you think you're doing? Idona couldn't help but notice that the mac was unraveling in the face of two Wensu who were pulling off the shishishishimi.

She was never the type to lose to anyone outside, but there was no way to win this combination.

Aunt changed her tone.

"So let's get to the point."

"I'll listen."

Dialogue followed.

For the next thirty minutes, Hong Ji-ho identified the situation and then the bear drowned in his thoughts.

Well, I mean...

"In conclusion, it's Donna's personal feeling that the outcome will be bad, isn't it?"

"By the way, I think I'm sure."

When Hong Ji Ho sends his gaze, Idona closes her eyes.

The shameful facts of Hong Ji Ho, the enemy of her life, showed that she was full of careless shapes.

Well, isn't it like Idona? · · Rather, it's like Idona.

"So, what do you think of Ji-ho?"

"I see."

Hong Ji Ho also took his attitude seriously.

"I don't think anything will be solved if we don't meet."

"· · · What have you heard so far?"

"I got it. I told you."

Idonah frowned and shrugged.

However, unlike light teasing, the face was very serious.

"I think the only way to get back is to shovel."

"What?"

"I can't help but write that Lee Hyun-seok has an external hat, and it flows? Screw you. You're going to detonate and detonate."

Idona couldn't answer. The Red Ji Ho also slightly unveiled the tone.

"I don't think the poison is going to work for the MyFace. I'd rather start by sticking to the side, even if it really makes a difference."

"· · · · · ·."

While Idona was silent, her aunt intruded.

"Hey, is that Mr. Ji Ho's personal judgment?"

Hong Ji-ho smiled bitterly.

"To be honest, Mr. Chairman, Mr. Park Jin-tae is thinking."

"Do you know Lee Hyun-seok much?"

"Honestly, I'm jealous."

"Hmm."

Auntie became something deeply thought about.

My nephew was silent to say anything. She was desperate to catch a Jeep right now.

Shortly afterwards, she nodded her head as if she had made a decision.

"Thank you for your good opinion. I'll take note of that."

"For your reference, what do you intend to do?"

"Well, it's a bit cliché."

She smiles.

"Why don't we invite him home with your mother? With an unprecedented feeling."

"· · · · · ·."

The cliché seemed to have skipped about three steps because it wasn't groundbreaking.

The two actors stared at each other in ignorance.

#

"Uh-huh."

I was looking at the final draft after consulting writer Kim Kyung-suk. The more I looked at the content, the more dignified I laughed.

That kind of stuff, this one.

I looked back at Senior Kim Chul.

"So far, I've made a lot of bars, but there's never been one like this."

[· · · would be so. Ten people are dead.]

"Numbers don't matter, Senior."

I shake my head with a smile.

"The important thing is that death is an absurd act!"

Early on, the heroine's mother-in-law, Chocophi, was strangled and killed.

It was sad, but the father-in-law's tragedy isn't over yet.

Next, the younger brother will die laughing at the gag program, and the younger brother will die from the drama.

There was nothing worth signing after.

I was even touched when I signed up to fight against the rudeness of buying Runcheon Meat, not the handmade brand that I sponsored with us.

I could only be sure.

"You won, Senior. No matter how crazy the Republic of Korea is, you can't be insane if you don't take this as a barrier!"

[I don't know. I don't even know if you're crazy anymore.]

"Haha, he's a good joker."

I laughed. Kim Chul Sunbae also seemed to be in a pleasant mood.

He seemed like he wanted to say something, but he just shook his head and turned his back.

"Well, what about the contact you made earlier?"

"Contact?"

"Thaeyoung from his wife."

"Well, that's what I'm saying."

I made an intrusion.

Technically, the person who made the call was a bit heavier on the side of Idona's aunt than the wife of Director Kwon Tae-young.

In other words, Kim Chul was not a comfortable opponent in many ways.

When I was thinking about it, Kim Chol said that it wasn't too much.

[Well, I'm invisible, and I'm the one who did it in the first place. There's no reason to care about me.]

"He talks about his grief. Are you and I involved in such a logical understanding?"

I frowned.

From an objective point of view, Kim Chul Sunbae would be a villain. Even more so for Idonana or her family.

But from the point of view of having done all sorts of things together for the purpose of condemning it, it was simply unthinkable. Isn't it someone else?

Kim Chul, who was silent for a while, coughed in vain.

[· · · Thank you.]

"What?"

[But this time, you're right. You haven't had a chance to see Donna lately.]

"Well, that's it."

I stirred, but Kim Chul Senior kept persuading me. I end up sighing and nodding.

"All right, then, come with me."

[Mm.]

"Well, you better get used to this."

[· · · yes.]

I called straight away and said I would respond to the invitation.

Well, until then, I didn't have much of an idea.

End of barbecue (14) with 196 eggs