Moonlight’s Korean Entertainment Rebirth

[Did you sleep? 】

[No, I haven't thought about it yet, I don't want to care about you. 】

[I want to know the reason, we are not always good. 】

[You really scared me, I don't know how many truths and lies you tell me now. 】

【I will not trick you. 】

[But why did you cry when you first saw me? You and I have always been in contact by text messages. You really scared me. 】

[Sorry, I was excited that day. 】

[Well, what's the matter between him and Taeyeon now? I am really annoyed by you. I feel like I am starting to like it. You tell me you are jealous? The same as a joke. 】

[I feel that he has a good impression of Taeyeon, two people contact each other every day. 】

[Oh, it’s not like you, and the new song is sung to her again. I ignored you recently, so I didn’t know to give me the song to please me? 】

[He is him, I am different from me, next time I will sing for you. 】

[Who is rare, I'm going to bed late, huh! 】

[Well, good night Jesse. 】

In a black nanny car on the side of the road, the figure sitting by the spring window silently watched the mobile phone text messages, and then deleted the records one by one. . .

"Crack!"

The door of the hanok was pushed open, and a figure walked into the room where the host of the birth of the family was laid on the floor. He quietly walked to the three female guests and slowly squatted down.

"No."

"Yeah, uh... uh."

Kim Taeyeon opened her eyes in the dark in horror, and when she was about to struggle with her small mouth covered, she heard a "hush".

After recognizing who it was, he raised his foot and kicked in dissatisfaction, then rubbed his eyes, got up dissatisfied and followed the figure out of the room.

The genius is overwhelming, but the staff have already got up and prepared the equipment.

"Ah~~! Why, wake me up so early."

Following him yawning listlessly.

"Here, I want to wash my face, then draw eyebrows, apply moisturizer, and tidy my hair."

Kim Taeyeon looked at the washbasin towel and cosmetic bag passed over, her face turned red, and her little hand quickly covered her face.

"Chengcan, have you seen it all?"

"Well, remember to wipe off the feces in the corners of your eyes."

Park Tae-yeon couldn’t look at her with a smile, and put the washbasin aside. He almost didn’t recognize it just now. Taeyeon’s face was a little swollen early in the morning. It was reasonable to see her faceless when she went to the heaven before, but that time. At least there are eyebrows.

Now that she made her debut, all her eyebrows had been processed, and he almost didn't find the eyebrows that didn't line the eyebrows in the dim morning light.

Kim Taeyeon was about to cry. She remembered that she took care of the makeup artist Ouni and asked her to get her up. How did she see him in this image now.

"Hurry up, let others see it later?"

Seeing that he didn't move, he helped to twist the towel and sent it to the front. Kim Taeyeon put down her hands and took the towel and started wiping her face.

Park Taiyan gave her the disposable toothbrush and cup again, and squatted to accompany her.

"What do you look at? Very ugly and disappointed?" Kim Taeyeon answered vaguely while brushing her teeth. Her slightly swollen eyes just woke up and looked at Park Taiyan, and the angle of the cup in her hand was adjusted.

Park Taiyan glanced at the mouth of his cup, almost amused, raised his gaze to look at her small face.

"No, it's beautiful, Taeyeon, you are naturally beautiful, milk skin, that's..."

Pretending to pour the water on, the scared Park Taeyan jumped back, and Kim Taeyeon said cheerfully, "I just don't have eyebrows?" After speaking, she twisted her face again.

"I'll help you."

Park Taiyan smiled and made no connection, took the cosmetic bag and opened it, and took out the eyebrow pencil.

Kim Taeyeon frowned, and the Jeonju dialect came out.

"Hey, don't mess around, you will?"

"Well, just draw it now. Do you still want to make the picture of getting up very delicate? After the filming, let the makeup artist help you make it up." This was when I was incarnation of Long Jiyan, and I learned it from Xiao Qian. At that time, the little guy To be horribly funny, it's not good for her to be seen by others without seeing the flaws in his makeup for fear of his makeup problems.

"Oh."

Kim Taeyeon looked at her with little doubt and disbelief.

But when Park Taeyeon carefully pushed her forehead away, and then held her eyebrow pencil intently on her eyebrows, Kim Taeyeon began to stare at him squatting with her in a daze, and her face started to slow down again. Slow redness.

"Don't look at me."

"what?"

"You look at me like this, I'm nervous, in case your hand shakes, it's you who are unlucky."

"I'll just look at it, and you want to take care of it."

Kim Taeyeon pursed her mouth and didn't speak, and looked at him with her back to the sun tightly, only feeling that her heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

Park Tae-yeon, who is drawing her eyebrows, glances at Kim Taeyeon’s straight eyes from time to time, and realizes that simple drawing eyebrows have become so difficult. She holds a kitchen knife without trembling hands, and holds a light eyebrow pencil. Unstable.

"Well, well, don't fall asleep when you go in. How bad your sleeping looks is, I know it, it's very ruining to take pictures."

Park Taiyan turned to nagging, nagging, uh, incoherent, and didn't want to explain how she was sleeping.

The same dazed Kim Taeyeon also nodded stupidly, lowered her head and turned around and ran back to the room.

. . . . . .

Just after noon, I was driving on the Seoul Expressway and looked inside the babysitter's car.

Kim Taeyeon quietly looked at her reflection on the car window from time to time, with a secret smile on her mouth.

"You won't sleep for a while?"

Looking back at Park Tae-yan who was sitting next to him, he glanced at the makeup artist who was chatting with An Xieyun who was driving.

"I don't want to sleep."

"Oh."

Quietly, the probe glanced at the phone that Park Taiyan was playing with.

"Who do you chat with?"

"Ah? Oh, Kara's Goo Hara, do you know? They came to record and set up a stage today and asked if I was there."

Kim Taeyeon shrank inward when she heard the words, and her shoulders that seemed to be attached to each other moved away a bit.

Holding a small face, he took out his own cell phone of the same model.

Started looking through the catalog aimlessly.

"You have a good relationship with her?"

Park Taeyeon, who was disturbed by Kim Taeyeon's little hands along the way, shook his head quickly.

"No, work relationship."

"Oh."

Kim Taeyeon pretended to be absent-minded and spoke casually.

Park Taiyan glanced at her mobile phone.

"What about you, who do you chat with?"

"Player Park Tae-hwan."

"En? Oh." Park Taiyan frowned and thought, and started to get upset again. This is the swimmer who used to film "One Day Cafe" with them. What did he think he was wrong now, he thought. In that show, Kim Taeyeon and him are also in a pink relationship.

"Pu Tae-hwan won the gold medal in this Olympics, and the organizer can sing. He specially selected our "Girls' Generation". I will tell you quietly, it is for me. I send a message to thank him."

Kim Tae-yeon glanced at Park Tae-yeon from the corner of her eyes, and you weren’t the only one chasing her.

"Gold medal..."

Park Taiyan bulged his mouth, and muttered sourly in his mouth.

"Taeyeon, what sports do you like? Football, basketball, baseball."

"Swim."

"..."

"How about you?"

"...Swim."

Park Taiyan looked to one side, the phone in his hand twisted between the tips of his fingers.