Kim Do-joon grimaced and didn't speak, just quietly hugging Taeyeon.

Taeyeon held Kim Do-joon's cheek and returned to her serious expression, and now in front of him is Kim Do-joon's girlfriend - Kim Taeyeon, not the little ghost captain of the girls' generation in front of him - Kim Taeyeon.

"What's wrong?"

Kim Do-joon asked suspiciously.

"In the future, for my sake, don't do these stupid things, it's against the law, what should you do if he wants to unite with his seniors to block you and let you quit the entertainment industry? You have money, but you can't withstand the tongue of the entire Korean people, they will judge you, they will slander you, and some people will defy you, saying that you don't respect your predecessors and don't know how to be polite, these will happen to you, just take care of yourself for me, don't do these things in the future, okay? ”

Sitting in front of him at this time, unlike Kim Taeyeon, she is more like a mature woman who has been in love for many years, and cares about him gently.

From her eyes, Kim Do-joon saw tenderness.

From her movements, Kim Do-joon felt love.

From her tone, Kim Do-joon knew her heart.

Kim Dojun's originally stiff face slowly relaxed, and he said lightly.

"Hmmm! I promise you, for your sake, I will also be careful not to offend them, and of course they can't bully me, little fool, don't worry! I'll handle it perfectly, don't worry! Don't bounce on your face, it's not cute, you're my gold soft, smile more, I like to see your convulsive smile! ”

Kim Do-joon rubbed Taeyeon's small brain and said with a chuckle.

"Hmmm! I know! ”

Taeyeon immediately wrinkled her nose. pursed his lips and replied.

Let yourself have a deliberate convulsion, it's not fun, it must be heartfelt, unconscious, that's the cutest and best-looking.

Taeyeon suddenly thought of something and was lying on his chest on his side, immediately raised his head and asked strangely.

"Do you have a tattoo on your body, I seem to have seen it on the computer just now!"

"Yes. What's wrong? ”

Kim Do-joon lets go of Taeyeon. Pick up your clothes and take the initiative to show her.

"What is this? English letters? ”

Taeyeon asked in a low voice as she stretched out her fingers, her nails running back and forth across his skin.

"yes. Tattooed when I was in the United States. Is it good-looking? ”

The letters are not very large. A thin row of English letters, Taeyeon looked at it very carefully, and kept stroking this area.

"Hmm. What does that mean? ”

To be honest, Taeyeon didn't see it very clearly, probably because of the night, and the letters were too small to be recognizable.

Kim Do-joon pointed to the top of his chest and waist, and spoke.

One thing means that only God can judge me, and the other thing is that I will be your son in the next life! At that time, after graduating from university, I impulsively got a tattoo, but I don't regret it, isn't this also my own memory? ”

Kim Dojun said lightly, but the scene of his college in the United States appeared in his mind, playing baseball, eating with Uncle Mustache, exercising, reading, playing the piano, and going to the conservatory to take classes, these are all scenes when he was in school.

"Oh! So that's it! ”

Taeyeon puffed out her small mouth and kept spinning her fingers on the tattoo, tickling Kim Do-joon's itch.

Coming to the window, Taeyeon looked out of the window with some disdain, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows shone Taeyeon's figure at this time.

With his hands on his chest, he could still feel the slightest chill.

Downstairs are the taillights of the car, which gradually pull into a red line and disappear from his sight.

"What's wrong, upset?"

Kim Do-joon walked up behind Taeyeon, hugged her from behind, and asked softly, his chin on top of her head, looking at the scenery outside the window together.

"No, I just feel a little illusory, a little ethereal, I always feel that happiness comes too quickly, and I am worried that it will slip out of my hands!"

This is the sensual Taeyeon, who always likes to think and thinks more than others, but in the moment of warmth, he starts to worry about the future.

Kim Do-joon smiled slightly after hearing this, and opened his mouth to respond, shaking the bodies of the two people, as if they were dancing.

"Why do you think so, don't be cranky, isn't it good to go on like this? Leave everything to time, since you love it, don't regret it, I will protect you well! ”

Taeyeon lowered her head and was a little sluggish for a moment before responding lightly.

"Hmmm! I know! By the way, oppa, can I help you apply nail polish? ”

"Ahh What the? ”

Kim Do-joon suddenly asked, why did you suddenly want to wear nail polish, when did you have this hobby.

"Nail polish, a lot of couples who are just in love do it!"

Taeyeon turned around and looked at Kim Do-joon and said excitedly.

Originally, I wanted to refuse, what is it for a big man to touch nail polish, but looking at Taeyeon's expectant eyes, I couldn't bear to refuse her proposal, so I could only agree.

"Oh well! Don't wipe it all, otherwise it will be troublesome to wipe it off! ”

Taeyeon thought for a moment, lifted Kim Do-joon's finger, looked at it carefully, and continued.

"Then wipe the nails of your little finger, promise me, you can't wipe it off, unless it falls off on its own!"

After thinking about it for a while, I still can't wipe it all, after all, Daojun OPPA is an artist, and it's not good to be seen, and I think there is something wrong with his sexual orientation!

Kim Do-joon's mind turned and he immediately said.

"Then I'll help you touch it too, one for each person?"

He cocked up his fingers and said with a smile.

“call！ Deal! ”

Taeyeon and Kim Do-joon high-fived, then went to the couch and took out her nail polish from her bag, which is one of her favorite colors - purple!

"Do you have to paint this color?"

Kim Do-jun swallowed his saliva and asked impatiently.

"Well, that's it, nothing else!"

Taeyeon unscrewed her nail polish, took out a small brush, looked at Kim Do-joon and said with a smile.

"Oh well! That's it! ”

Kim Do-jun shook his head speechlessly, and although he said it, he still took the initiative to reach out his hand.

Taeyeon lowered her head and carefully brushed the nails of Kim Do-joon's little fingers.

Don't underestimate nail polish, it's a technical job, and you need to apply a layer of base to the surface of your nails.

Then use a nail polish brush to brush a short section from the fingertips, and after completing the first part, brush a long line from the middle of the nail upwards.

Taeyeon was engrossed in it, applying it evenly and plumply, without a single gap.

Clapping his hands, he asked with a smile.

"How? The craftsmanship is not bad, right? ”

After speaking, Jin Daojun raised his left hand, put it in front of his eyes, looked at it, it was really good, and hurriedly praised it.

"Hmmm! It's good, let's say it's good, if I can't wipe it well, you can't blame me! ”

Kim Do-joon gave Taeyeon a preventive shot first, and if she didn't apply it well, she would be mad.

"Don't worry! I won't blame you, not to mention that I'm on the side to guide you, no problem! ”

Taeyeon hurriedly cheered up, and before he could apply it, he would deflate it first, so how could it be done.

Kim Do-jun took the nail polish, dipped it gently, and was about to take it out, but found that his hands were shaking.

"Oppa, don't be nervous, take your time!"

Taeyeon looked at Kim Do-joon's arm and knew that he was nervous, so she hurriedly said.

"This is too difficult, I'm afraid that the brush will not be good, in case it hurts you, don't hit me!"

Kim Do-jun suffers from gains and losses, for fear of being messed up by himself.

But at this time, Han Sung-ho just opened the door and walked in, still holding a supper in his hand, Baek Chang-so thought about it very thoughtfully, and specially prepared a pig's trotter supper for Kim Do-jun, which is the top three most popular supper in South Korea, second only to fried chicken and fried rice cakes.

Suddenly, Taeyeon yelled.

"Oppa, you hurt me!"

"Where, I didn't use my strength!"

"Why are you so strong, it's all painful from you!"

"Alright! I see, I'm sorry! ”

Han Chenghao was sweating after hearing this, and he was in a dilemma, why did he choose this time to go in and deliver things, it was really embarrassing.

Without even looking at it, he hurriedly walked to the living room, put it on the dining table, covered his eyes, and said quickly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you, there are some supper on the table, you can eat some when you're hungry! I'll go first, don't worry about me, you go on! ”

After speaking, he closed the door, patted his chest, gasped for breath, he had lived for so many years, and it was the first time he heard such a conversation, he shook his head, and suddenly smiled.

"Could it be that Dojoon has finally opened his mind? Turned into a man? ”

Kim Do-joon and Taeyeon looked at each other, what happened to Brother Sung Ho?

I didn't react and accidentally applied it to Taeyeon's hand.

"Ahh oppa！ ”

Taeyeon muttered, and as soon as she didn't concentrate, she didn't apply it well, and it was directly smeared on Taeyeon's hand.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"

Kim Do-jun hurriedly wiped it with the tissue paper, and he almost hated Han Sung-ho in his heart.

It doesn't matter if you don't show up usually, you drop the chain for yourself at a critical moment, it's deliberate!

In the end, Kim Do-joon could only reluctantly help Taeyeon apply nail polish, and the little guy was not satisfied at all.

Kim Do-joon deliberately pulled Taeyeon's little face and said angrily.

"This is the first time I've helped a girl apply nail polish, so it's normal!"

Kim Do-jun thought very simply, it doesn't matter if you can't apply it well the first time, apply it a few more times in the future, and when you are proficient, it will be fine.

"Humph! For your sake, forgive you for the first time and help me blow it! ”

Taeyeon naturally stretched out her finger and put it in front of Kim Do-joon, with a hint of coquettishness, and spoke.

lowered his head, and sure enough, he blew obediently. (To be continued......)