Park Tae-yeon was doing the preparations before the broadcast, and suddenly a pair of small hands covered his eyes.

"You won't let me guess who you are?"

"Tsk!" Kim Taeyeon directly let go of her hand and twisted his face. Park Taeyoon's body stiffened, and directly raised her hand to slap Kim Taeyeon, who was still trying for the second time.

Kim Taeyeon curled her lips, looked at his hand pressing his face with playfulness, walked to the side and sat down.

"Just want to praise you for your better performance recently."

"What?"

"You were a little perfunctory to me some time ago, Humph! Have you entered the slack period? If you hadn't performed well recently, I'd see how I deal with you."

Park Tae-yeon looked at her, got up and walked aside, took a pair of slippers and came over.

Kim Taeyeon smiled and rubbed the high heels on her feet, put on the slippers with satisfaction, secretly looked at the writers and staff who didn't pay attention to it, and her feet were raised and hung on Park Tae-yeon's thighs.

Park Tae-young stiffened again, looked down at her white thighs, and then slowly moved towards the base of her thighs.

Kim Taeyeon pressed her little hands against the corner of her skirt, and her face turned slightly red.

"Want to see?"

Park Tae-young subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and quickly glanced at the writers and staff outside, and Yin Mo who was talking to them.

Kim Taeyeon pulled the corner of her skirt with a trembling little hand, her lips tightly pursed, and her face began to slowly turn red.

The little hand slowly pulled upwards, Park Tae-young pretended not to care, but he glanced at the corner of his eyes uncontrollably.

"Ah, are you crazy?"

Kim Taeyeon didn't say anything, then suddenly lifted upwards.

Park Tae-yeon immediately turned his head aside.

"Haha~~~! A Yigu, we Chengcan is so cute!"

Listening to her hilariousness, Park Tae-yeon turned his mouth back and stretched out his palm, pressing her fleshy face left and right.

"When I don't know you're wearing safety pants and you're wearing a stage outfit, I'm really stupid, I'm going to cooperate with you in acting."

Kim Taeyeon's little face was squeezed and smashed by his big hands, and his lips pouted unscrupulously.

"Bad guy, let go... I'm so ugly."

"Are you still crazy?"

"Let go!...Look!...I'm obedient."

Park Tae-young looked outside quickly, then quickly poked her head and lit it on her pouting mouth, then let go of her hand, and continued to prepare seriously.

Now it was Kim Taeyeon's turn to feel embarrassed, so she reached out and rubbed her little face, her eyes turned pale.

"What should you do if you are crazy? I'm seeing it?"

"Who sees it!"

"Dongdong!"

The two of them looked over. Yin Mo stood at the door with a cold face, withdrew his hand that had knocked on the door twice, pointed at his eyes, and pointed at the two of them.

Kim Taeyeon lay on the table with her hands and buried her head in.

Park Tae-yeon bit her lower lip and turned her eyes aside, not daring to look at her.

Yin Mo shook his head and went back to chat with the writer. She was really annoyed that she dared to do this in both of them.

Kim Taeyeon's calves were pounding back and forth on Park Tae-yeon's thighs.

"I'll just say, you big pervert, how do you let me face Ouni?"

He turned his head and gritted his teeth and complained fiercely to Park Tae-yeon.

At this time, Park Tae-yeon's eyes moved to Kim Tae-yeon's ankle, frowned, and reached out to pinch her little feet.

"Oh, it's dirty."

"What happened?" Looking at the slight swelling and bruising on the ankles, I opened my mouth with a little distress.

Kim Taeyeon sat up, picked up today's book in her hand, and looked at his palms starting to gently massage his ankle.

"We've been practicing dance, and our latest dances are all leg movements."

"Does it hurt?" Park Tae-yeon increased his strength.

"Hiss,...Ah Pu! (The Korean girl shouted this with a cute look with a unique feeling)"

Looking at her who was acting coquettish, Park Tae-yeon took some effort.

"Hold on for a while!"

"Ah puff...Ah puff...but it hurts really."

"Oh, don't do this for me!"

"Hehe." Kim Taeyeon smiled silly and raised her eyebrows: "Look, you like me like this."

After looking at the time, it was more than 10 minutes before I started looking at the other foot. I found that there was no problem and continued to massage.

"Pani almost beat Yoona today... Hiss, it hurts!"

Park Tae-yeon smiled awkwardly at Kim Tae-yeon, lowered his head and continued to press carefully.

"What's going on?"

This time, Kim Taeyeon really stared at him and continued talking.

"When I was preparing for the performance stage, Yoona went to flirt with Pani's skirt stupidly."

"Ah? So you just had a fight with me? Pani didn't wear safety pants?"

Taeyeon Kim reached out to pat him.

"Don't fantasize!"

"It's not you talking about it!"

"I can say it, but you are not allowed to think!" Kim Taeyeon glared.

Park Tae-young nodded, his expression kept serious, and his attention focused on Kim Taeyeon's little feet.

Kim Taeyeon tilted her head and stared at him for a while, then continued, "I'm not hosting your music center today, but I was anxious when I came here."

"Ah? So I haven't worn it?"

"Ah~@!"

After being yelled by Kim Taeyeon, Park Tae-yeon's head raised continued to lower, and Kim Taeyeon gently kicked him with her empty left foot.

"We prevent exposure. Even if we wear safety pants, we can use clips to put the skirt and safety pants on it."

"Oh." Park Tae-yeon rolled his eyes and imagined how to clip it. Kim Tae-yeon leaned over and slapped him on the forehead.

Park Tae-yeon smiled bitterly.

"Stop talking, can't I just stop listening?"

"Hmph, this is the time to test your concentration."

Park Tae-young was too lazy to turn his eyes, so she just went to suck it.

"That silly girl Yuna reached out to test and did she get the test clip, but she turned her skirt open."

Park Tae-yeon didn't answer anything, so she said he was crazy about it.

"Give me a reaction!"

"...Oh! So?"

Kim Taeyeon's face turned red, "So I suddenly thought of it just now, I was just kidding you like that, I'm not that kind of girl."

Park Tae-yeon looked at the time and put down her legs and let her sit down.

"I'll wash my hands, watch the time switch."

"oh!"

Kim Taeyeon moved her little feet and responded, but saw Park Tae-yeon leaving the seat and then continued to sit down.

"Go and wash your hands! Make me a cup of black tea later."

“...Oh, wait a little longer.”

"What are you doing? Go quickly!"

“…”

Kim Taeyeon looked at Park Tae-yeon who was fooling around on the table in confusion, and then realized that he was sitting unnatural, and his face turned red, but it was not right to think about it, so he turned his head and stared at him with a red face.

"Ah, pervert, are you fantasizing about Pani?"

"You are sick!"

"Then why are you doing this!"

Park Tae-young looked at her white thighs, took a deep breath, turned his head and said nothing.

Kim Taeyeon looked along his gaze, pouted her mouth and lowered her head slightly.
Chapter completed!