(Today, I saw a bold receptionist on the side of the road, and sat at the door with his legs apart... So, I glanced at it a few times, but... I didn't even see the wool, and the stockings were so thick that they were dyingly thick)

"Sun Kyu, don't worry too much, there will always be a solution!" Kim Taeyeon couldn't help but comfort her.

Sunny raised her head and looked at Kim Taeyeon in confusion. She was not sure what she meant by saying "花花" and didn't understand what the other party was trying to persuade.

Seeing Sunny's confused look, Kim Taeyeon's expression stagnated, and she didn't think much about it. She took two steps and hurriedly explained what she meant in her words, "Isn't it just a life..."

Tiffany looked speechless. Didn’t he just say that he shouldn’t show his appearance? Why did he get involved again? She hurriedly pulled her partner and signaled that she couldn’t continue talking anymore, and she was almost showing her appearance.

Kim Taeyeon paused, closed her mouth awkwardly, choked back the words to her mouth, sat on the sofa on the side, and turned her head to look at the floor-to-ceiling window.

"What's wrong?" Sunny looked at the two friends. She saw Tiffany's little moves just now, but she still couldn't guess what was wrong with them, so she had to stare at Kim Taeyeon who had just spoken and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing?" Kim Taeyeon smiled awkwardly, and she was guilty of avoiding Sunny's inquiring gaze. She moved her body slightly to Tiffany who had just sat down, leaned forward, and found a comfortable position to walk on.

"Ah! I've been busy for a day, so it's so comfortable to sip like this!" The little head rubbed Tiffany's thigh slightly, and Kim Taeyeon twitched her nose and sniffed the fragrance of a woman. She didn't care about the pillow that had been hung with black thread. She said with satisfaction and sighed.

"Ah! Kim's little twitch!" Tiffany's face turned slightly red, and he hurriedly pushed Kim Taeyeon's little head a few times, but when he saw that the other party was actually piling on his thigh like a skinny dog, he couldn't help but scream.

"You**, you! Kim Taeyeon!"

"You **yan!"

"What's the matter!" Kim Taeyeon didn't care about such a title. Didn't Choi Soo-young just call it like this? What's the big deal?

"Isn't it just a pillow? I still want to touch it?"

"Ah!**Yeon!"

"Nothing?" Sunny looked at the two of them who started again, and was still confused in his heart. He looked puzzled. As soon as he started to ask what was going on, he faintly heard a familiar flute sound. He paused and choked back silently.

Kim Taeyeon and Tiffany also paused, stopped the playful movements in her hands and listened in a slanted ear.

A short while later, Tiffany pushed Kim Taeyeon's little head, turned her head and glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and muttered in a low voice, "Why is it so early today!"

Lee Myung Soon and Park Cho-long, Sunny just had dinner, and it was just dark now. Compared to the sound of flutes that can only be heard at 11 or 2 pm, it is indeed a bit too early now.

"Good morning?" Sunny glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and heard the sound of the flute gradually turned into a desolate sound. He held his cheek and looked at the wall blankly. On the other side was the person playing the flute.

"It's true, maybe it's too late!" Sunny sighed in his heart, feeling that fate is a bit messy. How could a person be so good that he gets an inexplicable illness?

In a bad mood, Sunny no longer had the desire to listen to the sound of the flute. She shook her body, stepped on her slippers, and slowly stood up, and said to the two of them with weak energy. "I'm tired! Go back to the room to rest first!"

As he said that, he waved his hands at the two of them and walked towards his room with heavy steps.

Looking at her back, the two of them opened their mouths, trying to persuade them, but under the constant impact of the flute echoing in their ears, Kim Taeyeon and Tiffany were both paused and silently left the words in their mouths.

...

Facts have proved that the sudden emergence of rumors like Li Mingshun and Sunny, and the basislessness of the scandals must be very good.

Such scandals usually come quickly and go quickly.

In less than ten days, S.M did not need to show up, and things gradually began to fade. Li Mingshun, who also became popular overnight, rarely showed up because he stayed at home. In this way, two parties involved were silent and the other did not show up.

Without news, the attention gradually began to dissipate and was replaced by some hot entertainment news.

If the tiny fan website was not still there, which retained some of my own information and some videos of the filmed on the Han River, nothing seemed to have happened.

Li Mingshun, who had been staying for more than ten days, was also ready to go out at this time. The other person living next door seemed to have forgotten the unpleasant things that day, and would occasionally follow his teammates to have a meal.

In addition, Kim Taeyeon, who came back occasionally, officially announced her return, but the location was not a dazzling stage, and it was in the hall where Lee Myung Soon was having dinner.

Passing the door is a guest.

I don’t know who said this sentence. Anyway, Li Mingshun has been listening to the old people in his previous life, and now he is still following this custom.

The two of them came back this time with a hint of sincerity. As the master, Li Mingshun, as the master, naturally chose to default. He has been withdrawn since childhood, and now he has a fanatical impulse to make friends. As long as the other person's heart is here, nothing is wrong.

Of course, the main reason for default is like Tiffany disdained every time.

"If they hadn't come in big bags every time, the neighbors would probably not look that good."

Although the words are a bit ugly, especially a big man.

Isn’t this different saying that Li Mingshun is stingy?

But, this is often the case.

A little meat, fruit... the things I brought each time are not expensive, and it basically becomes the food of a few people. But for Li Mingshun, who is already in trouble with agency, these are very important. At least he doesn't have to pay for it himself, and he can have a meal.

As for face? If you don’t have money, you need to be face and have yarn. Moreover, these things are not just cooked by him in the end.

To make matters, the processing cost of the four of them was the one he had. Of course, the fruits left over each time were almost used by Li Mingshun to replenish his stock.

"an~ning~ha~sei~you!" In a cafe private room, Li Mingshun pushed the door open and greeted him politely, then looked at the middle-aged man who was getting up and asked in confusion, "Mr. Li?"

"an~ning~ha~sei~you!" After the middle-aged man replied politely, he nodded slightly, made a "please" gesture, looked up and down at Li Mingshun, frowned slightly, and called out with a little suspicion.
Chapter completed!