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Chapter 137 pull hook

"You are really bold! You were giving Ni Jiang just now! Are you biting it? Was it the time for me to come back?" Kim Xiayan put two large bags of food on the table, and then walked towards the embarrassed Lin Yuner.

Just now, Xia Yeon happened to be the one who picked up the side of Park Tae-yeon and asked Yoona to come back when she turned over. What made Park Tae-yeon speechless was that if someone turned around, they shouldn't they turn their faces up? As a result, they didn't know what Yoona was thinking, so she turned like this with her face down.

As a result, I accidentally went out to purchase Yoona for free. Xiaomeng, who was fine in the UK, came back to witness this scene.

It is conceivable that as an old driver, she would ask such a question, and Park Tae-yeon was not surprised at all.

Yoona was so embarrassed that she just imitated Kim Taeyeon for a joke. Unexpectedly, Xiaomeng looked at it right away, but seeing the delicious food on the table, she decided not to argue with the little guy.

"Oh, why are you bringing my medal?" Yoona didn't bother with the little guy, but the sharp-eyed Xia Yan discovered that Yoona was carrying Oni Jiang's Champions League medal around her neck.

Although I haven't said it, the little guy always thinks it's his own thing.

"I want it, give it to me! There are still a few more pieces left on your side!" Yoona covered the medal on her chest, and then pointed to the display cabinet with her other little hand.

Xia Yan glanced at it and there were indeed 4 yuan there and 3 yuan there. At Southampton, the league championship was one, and the other three were just the English League One, English Championship, and finally last year's Premier League champion.

Retracting his gaze, he looked at Ni Jiang. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes were revealed, making Yoona mean.

"Then there is far different level from the Champions League, why don't you give it to you all four?"

"Yeah~ Yes!" A change of voice from the little kid-yin acted coquettishly. Yoona rejected Xia Yan's suggestion. She felt that only the Champions League could compare with the Olympic gold medals of Taeyeon and Oni. Then she turned her eyes and Yoona gave a suggestion that she also thought was unreliable: "No, you can wait for this year, there is still Champions League this year!"

"Haha, ask him, is he confident of winning the championship this year?"

Listening to his sister's words, Park Tae-yeon was immediately dissatisfied, but he opened his mouth and continued to say something against his will. Not to mention the Champions League, there was no chance at all even the Premier League.

"If it doesn't work, isn't there any World Cup this year?" Yoona was also anxious and looked for events indiscriminately. "If it doesn't work, there's still next year! If you really can't work, it's going to be done next year and get him to Real Madrid or Barcelona. Anyway, he plays forward and is absolutely invincible with Messi or Ronaldo. Rooney's big fat guy is still not good."

"Go and go, where is the remark?" Park Tae-yeon dissatisfied with Yoona's statement. One reason he had a good relationship with that fat man Rooney, and there were also Barcelona and Real Madrid. Who is Honor? At least he was the number one star in Manchester United. In addition to the head coach of the Champions League last year, he was the number one hero.

Xia Yan walked aside, held the vacuum cleaner, and suddenly became silent when she heard Yoona's words. But it was impossible to think about it, so she shook her head and walked over and dealt with the goose feathers all over the ground.

Park Tae-yeon looked at her sister. She usually had no one at home, and the little guy was lazy. She often made a mess of the room by herself and had to wait for him to clean it up every time. However, I felt that the little girl had become much more sensible recently. I remember that she had not helped her organize the messy room for a long time.

"Okay, okay! Give it to me!"

Seeing Xia Yan coming all the way with a vacuum cleaner, Yoona grabbed her little hand on the sofa and began to act like a rogue.

Xia Yan immediately raised the vacuum cleaner and gestured to Yoona's chest. Yoona was so scared that she quickly let go of Xia Yan's little hand and covered her chest and looked at her with grievance.

"Take it, take it! I'm so annoying!" Xia Yan glared at Yoona, then ignored Yoona's unbelievable eyes, lowered her head and held the vacuum cleaner, and unconsciously stretched back and forth towards a blanket area.

"Really? Really? Thank you for your hard work, just sit down, just let me do such a rough job." Yuna, who was shameless, even used her respectful words, quickly got up and snatched the vacuum cleaner on Xia Yan's hand, but her little hand picked up the medal from time to time and smiled foolishly.

Xia Yan patted her little hands, then sat on the sofa, and was so angry that she refused to look at Park Tae-yeon.

Park Tae-yeon reached out and touched the little guy's head.

"Don't! Humph! Oh Ni Jiang, I told you, I don't like the Champions League now, you can do it yourself. What do you think can compensate?"

When Yoona heard this conversation, she immediately walked further and further with the vacuum cleaner. Xia Yan regretted it for a while, and then left it to the kitchen. She quickly looked in the food bag with her little hand, and then stuffed it into her mouth with the one she could steal food immediately.

"Hercules?" Park Tae-yeon said casually.

"Okay, I'm sure! Come and pull the hook!"

"Ha? Are you stupid?" Park Tae-yeon looked at her incredible. At the beginning, he often said he wanted to win the World Cup, but every time the little guy put out his random thoughts with a basin of cold water.

"You are just stupid." As he said, he stretched out his little hand to hook Oh Ni Jiang's little finger.

"You can't hang it on the hook for a hundred years." After saying it directly in Chinese, then pressed your thumb and waited for Park Tae-yeon to stamp the seal.

Park Tae-yeon didn't move his hands and looked at Xia Yan with his eyes squinted. He didn't make an agreement with the little guy because he couldn't do this.

"Oh, you may not necessarily get it. Anyway, you just try your best. Besides, you are not afraid of being solved and researched. How could you not be able to do it? I might be fine." Xia Yan is worthy of Park Tae-yeon's internal force, regardless of speed, strength or bounce, at least twice as fast as it is now. If you dribble the ball and shoot, no one can stop him.

Seeing Park Tae-yeon still ignored her and wanted to break free from her hooked little finger, Xia Yeon hurriedly said in Japanese: "Cross hook, I'll swallow a needle and cut off my fingers after telling a lie."

His thumb was swaying cutely, Park Tae-yeon shook his head helplessly, then reached out to cover her with his thumb.

"(Agreement)!" The little guy looked at Oh Ni Jiang and immediately said with a small mouth.

Park Tae-yeon did not repeat, but just raised his other hand and gestured with an OK gesture.

"What did you agree on?" Yuna, who walked away, chewed her mouth and swayed back, pushing and pulling the vacuum cleaner in her hand.

"It has nothing to do with you! By the way, I checked your itinerary. The Macau concert on the 15th is really okay? Is the time in time?"

"Hehe, don't you have a plane, you're going to take me off."

"Where are you flying tens of thousands of yuan at a time? Do you pay for it?"

"Wow, Taeyeon Oni also asked her for money at that time?" Yoona pouted and pretended to be pitiful.

"She, I, Oni! Who are you and me? I also cheated me of medals!"

"Hmph, the baby is unhappy."

"cut!"
Chapter completed!
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