People are mutual, but also blind.

Weng Tingjun, who slept until he woke up naturally, hibernated at home again today, hiding under the quilt and holding a notebook to control the rhythm of Sika Fanclub. His purpose is very simple, to increase Sika's fans to the point that Kim Young-min has to pay attention to, so that Sika has more initiative. The brainwashing work is handed over to the caterpillar, and he is only responsible for promoting Sika's various charms, and the two of them are busy with their own duties.

It just so happens that the Christmas special is booming now, and you can take the opportunity to attract a wave of fans. What surprised Weng Tingjun the most was that most of Mao Maosi were girls. At the same time, Weng Tingjun is also very proud in his heart, doesn't this prove that Sika's charm is boundless, both men and women are killed?

"You look down on us female fans?"

"Nope! I admire you female fans the most, but I feel sorry for OPPA, you imagine such a picture in your mind, there is a girlfriend who wants Sika's photo but regrets being shy in her pocket, shaking her boyfriend's arm and throwing her winks and dragging the tail note, did this boyfriend say that the girl he was looking for sold her kidney with tears and would finish paying it......"

“――”

“――”

Didn't tease the caterpillar anymore Bai Fumei, Weng Tingjun picked up the dead mobile phone on the bedside table, just plugged in the charger, and I went. 30 Christmas text messages, 7 missed calls. 1 Sika's, the remaining 6 are Ji-yeon and IU.

Weng Tingjun suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

I found a Christmas message on the Internet and copied it and chose to send it in groups, and Weng Tingjun called Sika's phone. After boiling the phone porridge for an hour and a half, Weng Tingjun hung up the phone until the phone was hot.

At this time, the two younger sisters called in and invariably called in, and Weng Tingjun connected to Zhiyan's.

"Brother, brother, where are you."

"At home."

"Brother, you're biased, it's also my sister, why didn't you pick up Zhiyan and not me." IU directly snatched Park Ji-yeon's phone. The sweet voice of a machine gun came from the other end of the microphone.

Weng Tingjun hurriedly put the phone aside, and waited until the chattering IU and Park Ji-yeon were quiet before taking it back.

"It's all the same, let's talk about something."

"It's Christmas!! Ji-yeon and I are fine, I just went to SBS to ask. My brother is also on vacation today, so the two of us decided to spend it with my brother as soon as we discussed it, and the place was at my house. Brother is the best, isn't it, isn't it Park Ji-yeon, right? You see. Yes, my brother will definitely not refuse us. ”

"That's not appropriate, is it?" Weng Tingjun couldn't help but think of the "camping" in Gyeonggi Province, IU regarded eating as a culture, and Ji-yeon, the girl, was probably the same, the two foodies were together, and Weng Tingjun was drunk thinking about it.

"OPPA~~Ah~~~"

"OPPA~~Ah~~~"

Two extra-large coquettish shells were fired, and Weng Tingjun directly raised the white flag and surrendered.

"I'll get up."

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Seeing Park Ji-yeon and IU, Weng Tingjun was shocked.

The equipment on the two people is all red, red Santa hats, and red toad mirrors around Christmas. A large plush coat with at least 2 XX in red, a short plaid skirt in red, tights in black, and snow boots in red. Bloated and cute, the two of them were holding Haoliyou potato chips and Yanbian milk in their hands, and Weng Tingjun's scalp was numb.

Even if his "elder brother" hadn't opened his mouth, he wouldn't have recognized the two of them as IU and Park Ji-yeon.

"Where to go?"

"Egreuk!" Park Ji-yeon wants to eat seafood today, and she can't wait to taste it when she brags to her brother that her cooking skills are very crispy.

"Okay." Weng Tingjun dotingly touched Park Ji-yeon's head. This girl is the most sensitive, and she must have suffered a lot of grievances yesterday, although she can't see the red eyes under the sunglasses, with Weng Tingjun's understanding of her. The more this kid behaved, the more sad he became.

"Brother, sister-in-law has an announcement today, right?" Park Ji-yeon stuck out her tongue and took out a piece of potato chip and put it in front of Weng Tingjun's mouth flatteringly.

"Hmm." When the meal came, Weng Tingjun enjoyed his sister's coquettishness.

"Hehe, then you're ours today."

Weng Tingjun frowned, why did this sentence sound so awkward?

IU tiptoed to help Weng Tingjun put on his Santa hat and red toad glasses. The identity of a star will actually get tired of it for a long time, and it doesn't hurt to deviate from the norm a few times once in a while.

“FOLLOW-ME！ GOGOGO――”

Let the two girls go first, Weng Tingjun took out his mobile phone, the meaning of Christmas in South Korea is heavier than the Spring Festival, he is really worried that Tiara will die in the practice room, and it is not like this to open # hanging, this is simply playing with life, fortunately, Park Ji-yeon reminded him. During this time, they really praised their efforts, and after three consecutive months of assessment, calculated on a full score of 100, except for Park Suyan, the other five slowly improved from 40 to the passing line, and their singing and dancing have indeed made great progress. Park Suyan is even more powerful, and the singing skills of 0708 after two years of abstinence have gradually recovered.

Weng Tingjun is very satisfied, everyone's congenital conditions are different, and he has more sincere strength than before, presumably those fans will be able to buy it more in the future, which is enough.

Lobsters, hairy crabs, shrimp crickets, giant shrimp, treasure fish, Park Ji-yeon and IU both have savings, these are just the tip of the iceberg, and Weng Tingjun is miserable, and only a tip is left in his body. Weng Tingjun, who was carrying a large bag of aquatic products, was brought into Lotte Mall by two foodies and swept a lot of snacks, if he didn't have to take it, Weng Tingjun doubted that these two goods would have emptied the snack area here.

IU's property is in Yeouido, Yeongdeungpo-gu, and with IU's gold-making strength, it's drizzling again. The decoration style of the apartment complements the cuteness of IU, and when Weng Tingjun changed his slippers and stepped into the apartment, the two girls ran away early.

"Your kitchen works?"

"Yes, brother, you can get busy first, I'll play games with Ji-yeon."

"Are you asking me to be a servant or to spend Christmas with you?"

"OPPAah~ahah~~"

"Walk quickly, don't get in the way."

……

"Is it appropriate to pit my brother like this?" Park Ji-yeon hesitated.

"How is it not suitable? You're treating yourself like an outsider. IU disagreed.

"Yes!" Park Ji-yeon was lying on the bed, and said weakly.

"Don't be unhappy, I believe that you can defeat the gossip, and I believe that you can make a comeback."

"I hope so."

"Ji-yeon, I'm not kidding, really! You guys absolutely can! ”

IU doesn't know where her confidence and determination come from, and she always feels that Tiara's glory will be restored one day, and this premonition is getting stronger and stronger as Ji-yeon changes.

"What you said, when the glory can't be restored, I'll split you."

"Yay! Park Ji-yeon, your conscience. IU pointed to Park Ji-yeon's chest and said indignantly.

"Li Zhien, I feel so sorry for you, why are your breasts so small?"

"It's kind of take out that layer of stuff you put on the mat!" IU was poked in the sore spot, and he pinned his waist and stared at the tunnel.

"Do I need it, do I need it? Why are you so annoying when you talk? Park Ji-yeon's eyes turned red.

"Each other, each other."

"Look at the move-"

……

Weng Tingjun has packed up all the seafood, and IU's kitchen utensils are very complete, these seafood dishes are very complicated to deal with, but Naver searches for everything, and you can also temporarily hold Buddha's feet.

It's still early, and after dealing with these, Weng Tingjun washed his hands and looked at the decoration of the living room.

The room was clean, there was a faint fragrance in the air, the furniture was very well placed, the table was spotless, and Weng Tingjun sat on the leather sofa and took out a magazine to read.

Christmas is dispensable to him, but it means a lot to Korean girls, and he doesn't want to spoil the interest of the two girls.

After looking at it for a while, there was a lot of movement in the bedroom, and Weng Tingjun frowned.

"These two guys aren't going to fight over snacks, are they?"

Weng Tingjun suddenly got up and strode towards IU's bedroom, the closer he got, the more the movement became.

Bang dang.

Weng Tingjun opened the door, and suddenly two pink objects flew over his head.

At this time, the lens was like a camera without film, and the picture was frozen at this moment, and the two girls who had made a big accident looked at Weng Tingjun in a daze.

Quiet.

It's quiet.

Weng Tingjun's face turned red instantly, and the smell on his face made him embarrassed, he reached out and quickly removed the pink unknown object on his head, and roared: "Park Ji-yeon, Lee Ji-eun, you two two goods." (To be continued.) )