Kim Do-jun's clothes are all taken care of by Han Sung-mi, from washing and dry cleaning, to ironing, to ironing, to finally folding, or hanging one by one.

Open his wardrobe, all the clothes, neatly hung together, look very exquisite, there are dozens of shirts, all colors, different styles, all for him to attend different occasions.

Taeyeon whispered.

"Hmm!"

Immediately cowered in the bath towel and took off his wet pants, even the underwear was taken off and put aside, Kim Dojun was dumbfounded, his mouth was dry, and his throat was stirring, if he didn't control it now, he was likely to pounce on it immediately.

Watching Taeyeon take off her clothes and tighten the bath towel on her body a little, she looked at him embarrassedly, and her snow-white skin was dyed with layers of pink.

Kim Do-joon forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart, looked at his lower body, and noticed that there was a tendency to raise his head, so he hurriedly walked over, handed the shirt to Taeyeon, and spoke.

"You put it on first, I'll go outside and get some drinks!"

Taeyeon looked at him suspiciously, isn't there water on the bedside cabinet?

Following Taeyeon's line of sight, he glanced at it and immediately explained.

"I don't want to drink this, I'll go get a can of ice Coke, wait for me!"

I like to drink ice since I was a child, and I haven't changed this bad habit when I grow up, although I know that drinking cold often is not good for the stomach, but I still like this, no matter who advises me, it's useless.

Taeyeon watched Kim Do-joon close the door, stretched out her cute little tongue, took a sneak look, and found that after bringing it up, she quickly changed into the white shirt given by Kim Do-joon.

Maybe it's because the clothes are too big. Taeyeon is a little nondescript when she puts it on. The sleeves are almost knee-high.

And no underwear was worn. The top of the shirt faintly shows the curve of the chest, and there are two small beanie protrusions.

Pouting, he muttered to himself.

"Isn't it too revealing, is it okay to wear this?"

Because in Daojun's house, I didn't think it was weird, but it was the first time I tried to dress like this, and it was a little novel.

If it were someone else, I would definitely not agree easily. At least Xu Xian, a stubborn person, will definitely refuse.

I didn't even wear shoes, I walked around on the floor barefoot, and I still found that the sleeves were a little long, and I had no choice but to roll them up.

Kim Do-jun scratched his hair, which was still a little wet, and tidied up a little before opening the refrigerator and taking out a bottle of iced Coke from it. After opening it, I took a few sips. Cool yourself down, at this time, your heart has been stirred by the fire of desire, if you still stay in the room, there is a great chance, Kim Do-joon will rush up desperately, press Taeyeon under him, and correct the law on the spot, so that she can truly become her own woman.

There was no one in the huge kitchen and living room, and Kim Do-joon was left standing there alone, and everyone seemed to be resting and sleeping.

After a few sips, he paced back to his room.

At this time, Taeyeon, who was still tidying up the clothes on her body, her hair was scattered on her shoulders, a little messy, and when she saw Kim Do-joon coming in, she glanced at him a little shyly and asked softly.

"How's that, is it pretty?"

As soon as Kim Do-jun came in, he was hit by the scene in front of him, and even his heartbeat accelerated a lot.

"It's so cute, no, it's cute with a little sexiness in it!"

The neat Qi bangs, at first glance, have been taken care of, and they are still a little wet, and the two jade legs with the lower half of the body completely bare, standing in front of Kim Dojun, hooked the other foot with his toes from time to time, and rubbed it on it, which is indescribably cute.

Looking at the upper body again, it perfectly reproduces what it means to be looming, because of Taeyeon's movements, so it is not very clear, but the outline is obvious, so it is more pleasing to the eye.

Taeyeon stood there, a little embarrassed, but when she made this decision just now, she had already said that it was a compensation for him, a small way to make up for it.

Kim Do-joon pretended to cough a few times, nodded, a little at a loss, and opened his mouth to respond.

"Hmmm! Pretty! ”

The more Kim Do-joon didn't dare to look at him, the more Taeyeon had the heart to tease him, walked over, put his arm around Do-joon, and sniffed with a smile.

"Can you help me blow off my hair? My hair hasn't dried yet, so if I sleep like this, I'll wake up with a headache the next day! ”

Kim Do-joon immediately nodded, patted Taeyeon's little head, and continued.

"Hmmm! Sitting on the stool, I went to get the hair dryer, I remembered what I should have in my room, I had to find it! ”

Because Kim Do-joon's hair is a little long, Lee Kyung-eun specially told him that every time he takes a shower, remember to blow his hair, otherwise it will be very troublesome to turn back, plus makeup and styling matters, every time he gets his hair, it will take a long time.

Taeyeon sat on a stool next to the computer as Kim Do-joon instructed, and completely spread her hair so that it was convenient for Kim Do-joon.

Kim Do-joon took a hair dryer and carefully helped Taeyeon blow her hair, and asked while his hands were busy.

"Is it hot? Is the temperature enough? ”

As soon as Taeyeon saw Kim Do-joon's appearance, she knew that he must not have done these things before, and her heart was secretly happy.

It turns out that OPPA is really a simple boy, and he hasn't helped girls blow their hair yet.

"That's it, it's good, don't adjust the temperature!"

Taeyeon immediately responded with a smile.

"Oh! Well, I won't blow my hair, so don't be angry or blame me if it doesn't get right! ”

Kim Do-joon stood behind Taeyeon, glanced at the little one, and spoke.

Like looking at a monster, a small handful of Taeyeon's hair was stroked and blown seriously.

Taeyeon glanced at him, couldn't help but laugh, and said immediately.

“oppa！ When will you dry it out when you blow like this, you don't have to be so careful, just hold your hair with your hands, put it on the palm of your hand, and blow it in turn from the scalp to the roots! ”

These are very simple things for a professional stylist or barber to do every day. It's so familiar that it can't be more familiar.

But for Kim Do-joon. It's not a small difficulty. At the very least, the power is difficult to master.

"Whew! Oppa was a little lighter and tugged at my hair! ”

Taeyeon immediately covered her head and said aggrievedly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, my hair was a little knotted, I just used a little force, don't mind!"

Kim Do-jun hurriedly explained. The movements of her hands immediately became gentle, and Taeyeon's hair was a little soft, and it was comfortable to touch her hair.

"Oppa, you know what? Since I was a child, my mother helped me blow my hair, and since I became an artist, I or my makeup artist sister helped us take care of our hair, and you were the first boy to help me blow my hair! ”

Taeyeon said a little shyly, this is her truth, and it is also her heart. It's just that I was a little embarrassed to say it from my mouth.

Kim Do-joon listened. Smiled slightly, and continued.

"You're also the first time I've helped a girl blow her hair, of course, playing with Huiyuan doesn't count, I don't even remember!"

After carefully drying Taeyeon, he clapped his hands and said happily.

"It's done, my wife kisses it!"

After speaking, he leaned down, turned his face sideways, and motioned for her to take the initiative.

"Flim, I don't know who I learned from!"

Taeyeon pouted and muttered in a low voice, but the movements on her mouth did not stop, and with a "pop", she left her mark on Do-joon's face.

If he had lip gloss, he might be able to leave a red lip mark on his face.

"I'm going to wash my face, I'm soaking wet just now, and the makeup on my face is broken!"

Taeyeon stood up and looked at the table with a black headband that was worn directly on his head, which Kim Do-joon often wore when his hair was long.

There is no way, for the needs of filming, he must keep such a hairstyle, and he can't cut it if he wants to, so he can only wait until he finishes filming "Hot Blood College 2" to say goodbye to his long hair.

Kim Do-joon didn't say anything, walked straight to the bed, lifted the quilt, and prepared to lie down first.

As soon as he thought of the scene to be waited, Kim Do-joon's restless heart began to come alive again, maybe something different would happen?

Full of anticipation, and with a hint of excitement, I watched Taeyeon finish washing her face and wipe her face with her own towel, and naturally decorate it, which is probably the best adjective, although it is not as exaggerated as the water hibiscus, but the skin is really good.

The fair-skinned face, crystal clear, white as jade, without any blemishes, is really like Taeyeon's nickname, milk skin Kim Taeyeon.

If I have to talk about the shortcomings, it is that Taeyeon's eyebrows are really sparse, really rare, like embellished on them.

Taeyeon glanced at Kim Do-joon a little shyly, covered her mouth with a towel, and wiped it gently.

"Why do you look at me like this, your eyes are so strange!"

Kim Dojun smiled slightly, and the cup that was originally closed was immediately opened, patted the bed, and spoke.

"Of course I'm waiting for you, come here!"

After hearing this, Taeyeon wrinkled her nose and whispered.

"Hooligans!"

Simply help Kim Do-joon clean up the house, towels, clothes, stools, everything that has just been tidied up, it doesn't matter in the dormitory, after all, everyone is a woman, they are all members, there is nothing to pay attention to.

But Kim Do-joon is different here, although he is his girlfriend, he also hopes that he is perfect in his impression.

Kim Do-joon sat up, leaned on the backrest, clasped his hands on his chest, and looked at Taeyeon with a slight smile.

Two little short legs, busy, back and forth, walking around.

The huge white shirt wrapped Taeyeon's whole body, and the moment he bent over, Kim Do-joon deliberately glanced at it.

Sure enough, the spring is infinite, I touched my nose, and almost had a nosebleed, when did I have such poor self-control, I suddenly thought of something, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and sent a text message to Han Chenghao.

"Taeyeon didn't bring a change of underwear, go to Sister Chengmei's to help me see if there is a new one that I haven't used, and I'll send a set tomorrow morning!"

Before I put down my phone, the text message came back.

"I don't know the size!"

Kim Dojun smiled, it seems that this guy's skin is itchy again, and he actually asked himself about the size, pouted, and then replied.

"You wait for me tomorrow, you don't need to worry about this kind of problem, Sister Chengmei naturally knows, you can do it!"

To be honest, sometimes Han Chenghao is like this, it makes people worry, he doesn't understand the flexibility at all, and his brain is a little stupid.

But it is precisely because of this that Kim Do-jun will trust him as always, and only he is qualified to know all his secrets.

"Okay, I know, be quiet at night, don't affect my rest!"

Han Sung-ho replied super quickly, and without waiting for Kim Do-jun to react, another text message was sent.

Kim Do-joon took a brief look and didn't care about her, seeing Taeyeon take off her headband and put it on the table, and touched her eyes, not knowing what she was doing.

"Wife, what are you doing?"

"Wait a minute, help me get the contact lens box in my bag, I'm going to take it off, I can't take it with me when I sleep!"

Kim Do-joon nodded, looked at where Taeyeon's bag was placed, when she went out just now, she had already taken it back to the bedroom, and after she finished it together, Kim Do-joon hugged Taeyeon, walked to the bed, gently put it on the bed, and said with a slight smile.

"Wife, it's not early, let's sleep together!" (To be continued......)