
"I'm just talking!" nara replied upset. In fact, he said that with earnestness. Nara does not want after this engagement they to be close and there are no more restrictions. Maybe for them it doesn't mean anything. Because basically it comes back to each other's beliefs. Only, for Nara who had experienced unpleasant things with men, Nara did not want to give up Bora's body so easily. Even though Myung-Soo is her future husband, Nara will not be easy to compromise.
Myung-Soo breathed a sigh of relief. Nara just breathed heavily. He smiled back at the guests. However, the woman's attention was instead stolen by someone who was looking at her with an unpleasant look.
The nest smiled cunningly towards Nara. The woman moved her hand and Minho appeared with her other friends. They both smiled evil, raised a glass filled with alcohol even though they had not been allowed to drink such a drink.
"Why?" myung-soo asked, the man realized that there was an unpleasant look on the face of his future wife.
Nara shook her head quickly. The woman whispers something in Myung-Soo's ear and then departs from there.
"What does he want to do," Myung-Soo muttered in astonishment. Myung-Soo is eager to follow his wife, but the people who become his business partners begin to arrive one by one.
"Ekhemmmm!" Nara cleared her throat near those people.
The nest smiled wryly which made Nara wonder instead of playing. Sarang should have been covered with what he had done at that time, but why did he even cast a defiant gaze which made Nara come to do the same.
"Why are you guys coming? I didn't invite you guys, did I?" circus Nara to Minho and his friends.
"I brought them!" ketus Nest. The woman walked up to Nara, standing in front of the woman while puffing her chest. He has rights because he came from the male side, not from Nara's side. If it's like that, Sarang doesn't need Nara's approval anymore right?.
A grin emerged from Nara's face. The woman laughed a little. Laughter that is able to make Nests and friends retreat with shrunken eyebrows.
"Good fun!" said Nara. This time the smile looked very sincere.
Bora who was behind Sarang CS gave her two thumbs up. Nara nodded and they left the place.
"What did you put in their drinks?" batin Nara voiced.
"Medicine laxative!"
"What?"
"Hmmm .. I got it from Papa's room. Papa must like hard BAB."
"But how did you know about this, you knew they were coming?"
Bora nodded enthusiastically. Not Bora's name if she doesn't have a cunning brain. Bora like this is not because he wants to do evil, but he just wants to make a deterrent to those people. If you can not make them kapok with not going big, alon-alon but relaxed so.
"Are you okay, Bora?" ask Myung-Soo.
"Hmmm .. I'm fine. Very!" answer with a smile.
Myung-Soo's forehead shriveled, Nara's face making her somewhat goosebumps.
"Ahhhh .. You're afraid no, I'm going to scare you even more."
Bora suddenly pulls Nara's hand then drapes it around Myung-Soo's neck. At once the lights there went out, replaced with another lamp that highlighted Myung-Soo as well as his future wife. The music is lit up, making everyone's attention to the lovers in their midst.
"What are you doing? Why is it like this?" ask Nara to be confused.
"We're just gonna dance."
"But I can't do that!"
"What?"
Nara nods, she wants to take her hand off Myung-Soo's hand but the man quickly pulls Nara's waist and whispers. "Take my foot, everything will be fine."
"But---!"
"Just do it!"
Nara does what Myung-Soo asks. They both danced very carefully. The gazes of the two met each other, diving into each other's feelings that were hard to express.
At the end of the dance floor. Nests, Minho and his friends grimace while holding their stomachs wrapped around. The panic on the faces of those people started when one of them threw gas. Luckily, the lights went out, but the smell of gas left everyone confused and almost fainted.
"Goddessa .. I want to go to the toilet!" minho whispered to Taeil.
"Me too!"
"My stomach hurts a lot!"
Those people were running around like people were being chased by demons. They don't care about anything anymore. Shame, shame. The important thing is they don't boker in pants. It was more shameful and very disgusting.