This time, she bravely put her arm around her neck and leaned closer.
"Yin Jiayi, you like me."
Their hot breaths mingled with the smell of alcohol.
Startled, Yin Jiayi took a step back, and the two of them stumbled and rushed into the room.
Her once-proud willpower was crumbling.
"Namji...you're drunk..."
Kim Nam-ji, slightly out of breath, released her.
“I’m more clear-headed than ever before, Yin Jiayi, and I… like you too.”
As she spoke, like a moth drawn to a flame, she once again fearlessly plunged into her fire.
When their lips touched, there was a buzzing sound.
The string in Yin Jiayi's mind snapped completely.
She locked the door behind her.
The temperature in the room gradually rose.
Burn it, burn it.
Let the raging flames engulf everything.
The young girl was naive, clueless, unaware of love, and completely without any sense of direction.
Yin Jiayi began to take the lead.
Earrings, necklace, high heels.
The bathrobe straps were ripped open, and the evening gown was thrown onto the sofa.
It's rare that Kim Nam-ji managed to maintain a shred of rationality even at a time like this.
"Don't leave... a mark on my neck..."
Yin Jiayi paused, slightly out of breath, her eyes red.
"It's not too late for you to regret it now—"
Their eyes met.
Kim Nam-ji pulled the person down, laughing wildly and beautifully.
"Yin Jiayi, are you afraid or do you just not know how?"
The moment she uttered those words, there was no turning back.
As it turns out, Yin Jiayi is not only good at playing ball, but also has a knack for other things.
When their emotions were at their peak, she trembled slightly in her arms.
Yin Jiayi brushed the sweaty stray hairs from her cheek behind her ear and tenderly kissed her softly.
Kim Nam-ji choked back tears.
"Yin Jiayi, is it... raining outside?"
Spring thunder rumbled, and raindrops meandered down the glass windows.
Yin Jiayi bent down again.
"Yes, Nan Zhi, don't be afraid, I'm here."
I don't know how much time passed, but the rain finally stopped.
Kim Nam-ji was carried into the bathtub in a daze.
The hot water washed over her exhausted body, and she finally managed to rouse herself and open her eyes.
Yin Jiayi was about to leave.
She grabbed her wrist.
"Where are you going?!"
Yin Jiayi found it somewhat amusing to see her looking so sleepy that her eyes were practically closed, yet she was still putting on a show.
"I'll go tidy up the room, otherwise how will I sleep later?"
The grip on her wrist loosened.
Now that he was mostly sober, this person who was usually fearless suddenly became shy, blushing and turning his head away.
"I thought you..."
Yin Jiayi squatted down, turned her head to face her directly into her eyes.
"What did you think? Did you think I was the kind of irresponsible person?"
Kim Nam-ji stubbornly refused to look at her.
“We Koreans don’t care about this. I’ll just consider it… Anyway, I didn’t lose out.”
hiss.
This guy has been testing her limits every single day since he arrived in China.
"Do you think this is something that can be done casually?" Yin Jiayi was furious, but she didn't plan to waste any more words with her tonight.
Kim Nam-ji wanted to soak a little longer, but she was pulled out and wrapped in a bathrobe. She had a bad feeling.
"What are you doing?! Yin Jiayi!!!"
"We can't sleep in the master bedroom anymore, shall we go to the guest room?"
"Yin Jiayi...I...I'm a little tired..."
It's rare for her to show weakness.
Yin Jiayi closed the guest bedroom door with her heel.
"With such poor stamina, how can you compete?"
"This isn't... a jerk..."
All words of resistance were shut down.
...
The next day, Kim Nam-ji was awakened by a piercing phone ring. She groggily reached for her phone on the bedside table, but couldn't find it after groping around for a while. A hand reached over her head and unplugged it from the socket. Yoon Ga-yi hung up without even looking.
Kim Nam-ji barely opened his eyes and glanced at the screen. He shuddered, and his sleepiness vanished instantly.
"No, no, no... my coach..."
Yin Jiayi then handed her the phone, rested her head on her arm, moved closer to her, and watched her swallow hard before answering the call.
"Hey, coach."
"Kim Namji! Where are you now?! Are you still playing the disappearing act with me?! Get back to the apartment right now!"
The other party immediately launched into a tirade of abuse.
The spittle almost sprayed onto her face through the phone.
Kim Nam-ji silently moved her phone further away.
"Coach...I...my phone died last night..."
For some reason, looking at her incoherent explanation, Yin Jiayi suppressed a laugh, but also felt a little reluctant.
Then there was a rustling sound, and someone hugged her from behind, whispering in her ear.
"Can I not go back today?"
Kim Nam-ji's fair earlobes immediately flushed pink.
She dared not move, afraid that the coach would notice something was wrong.
"Coach...I...I'm at a friend's house...Today...it's a friend's birthday...I might...not be able to go back for a while..."
The coach became somewhat wary.
"You haven't been hanging out with any weird people, have you?"
"No! Really! I promise! I'll go back to training tomorrow! I finally finished the singles match, please give me a day off!"
The coach softened his heart.
"Alright, alright, come back early tomorrow, don't make me worry."
Kim Nam-ji then smiled and said softly.
"Okay, I understand, thank you."
After hanging up the phone, Kim Nam-ji turned his attention to her, tickling her relentlessly.
"Yin Jiayi, why did you suddenly lean in while I was on the phone? You startled me, and I almost got caught!"
"Hmm... how should I put it, it's kind of cute to see Nan Zhi talking nonsense with such a serious expression."
"You...you actually understood?! When did you learn Korean?" Kim Namji was exasperated and refused to give up, wanting to tickle her again.
"I've been learning it for a long time."
"Oh, so it was premeditated all along."
Yin Jiayi coughed lightly, her face turning slightly red.
"No, it's just a game. You have to know yourself and your enemy to win every battle. If you curse at me on the field and I don't understand, I might even cheer. That would be terrible."
Kim Nam-ji burst out laughing.
"I didn't realize you had such a strong learning ability."
Looking at her smiling face, Yin Jiayi suddenly hugged her tightly, her voice low, still reluctant to let her go.
"Just...only one day?"
"Don't you also have filming assignments?"
Kim Nam-ji felt an overwhelming sweetness in his heart and raised his head to kiss her chin.