Moonlight’s Korean Entertainment Rebirth

A Hyundai Equus in Cheongdam-dong, Gangnam District slowly stopped, the front passenger door opened, and Park Taiyan got out of the car and closed the door smoothly.

The window in the back row near the side of the road shook down, and a small and exquisite girl looked at the independent building next to it.

"I feel familiar with the address just now. Senior, do you live here? How many floors?"

"Top floor! I won't invite you up too late today. The house hasn't lived in for a long time. It's estimated that it's all gray. I will invite you to play next time when I have time!" Pu Taiyan, who was holding a gift in the back box, stood by the rear door and spoke. .

"That's it! Please come over next time!" The girl made a wink to Park Taiyan.

Park Taiyan turned sideways slightly, and through the open window, he waved with Lee Hyoyoung who was sitting on the other side.

"Thank you for sending me back, eh, Hyoyoung, Seungyeon, goodbye!"

"Taiyan, goodbye!"

Standing on the side of the road watching the car leave, turning around to look at the building behind him, and squeezing a smile, the memories that belonged to this place slowly emerged.

He walked directly into the building with his suitcase, smiled and nodded when he saw the doorman, and walked directly to the elevator. He didn't care too much about what happened two years ago. The group of people who were responsible for pressing out the protection just acted according to orders. It's the problem between him and Jiang Xueqi, why bother to anger them.

I walked into the elevator and pressed the floor. I raised my wrist and checked the time. The plane that departed from New York at about 1:00 a.m. arrived at Incheon at 4 a.m., and then it was almost 6 a.m. back here. I took a flight for more than ten hours. The difference in jet lag still makes him a little uncomfortable.

It didn't take long for the elevator to come to the top floor, and Park Taiyan took a salute and walked to the door of his home in Seoul.

"Didi di di di di di di di di di di di di di di Di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di!

"Hey? There is cleaning!"

Looking at the clean and tidy room, he muttered, rubbed his feet against each other, took off his leather shoes and put them on the side of the suitcase, put on slippers and walked directly to the living room, surrounded his eyes, and made sure again that it should be the little guy in advance People have been cleaned, the room does not look like it has been unoccupied for a long time.

Walking directly to the sofa, one fell on its side, his eyes circled around the room, slowly lost in thought.

I can see the shadows of myself and the little guy in my eyes, playing around in the room, or sitting quietly reading or playing games, and there is always a big white dog behind him. Such days are always pleasant and relaxing.

Thinking about it, thinking of the little guy's current appearance, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he won't be able to play like that in the future. The little guy is now a big girl.

I thought about it, what will the life of the two of them be like in the future?

Sweeping his gaze to the kitchen, stepping on the stool in his thoughts, climbing up and down to get the ingredients, I feel distressed that the scene of helping me with things in the past disappears slowly, turning into a **** my shoulders, standing side by side with myself, knowing each other well. Cooperating, a dish of good and smooth running came out.

"Ah!"

Shaking his head, this picture does not exist. It must be noisy every day for who is cooking. One of the losers is cooking there, and the other is either watching or playing games.

I looked at the sofa I was lying on again. The picture of one person lying on one end playing with the handheld computer disappeared. I imagined it in my mind. Now they are lying on the sofa. They are probably warm, uh, their feet are close to each other. foot. . . Thinking of this, he shook his head again, and the corners of his mouth twitched. There must be no such scene, uh, it must be that the two of them kept kicking each other's feet for the sake of lying comfortably.

He moved his gaze to the closed bathroom door again, and thought that every time the little guy took a bath, he hurried out in a big white shirt, and continued to play the game console with his hair wet. Every time, I helplessly get up to get the hair dryer, and blow her clean cross-legged behind her.

I squinted my eyes this time and imagined the next scene. I shouldn’t be like that because I’m a big girl. My eyes should be opening the door, wearing a white t-shirt that is slightly longer to the base of my thigh, and holding it on his side. Wiping his long hair with a towel, holding a hair dryer, shaking his trousers' lost white legs, walked over and sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding a hair dryer, blowing her hair gracefully.

I should be embarrassed to look at her, or be aggressive, don't dress like this in front of me.

Park Taiyan looked at the big white legs in private, and quickly shook his head. This kind of thought was terrible.

After blinking and looking at the big white legs that hadn't disappeared, Park Taiyan began to despise himself inwardly. It was really wrong to have hallucinations in front of his sister. It seemed that the jet lag was really adjusted.

He stretched his feet subconsciously, trying to lift the phantom away, but the warm touch from his skin in the next second made him stare and froze immediately.

"Yoona, stop making trouble!"

"..."

. . . . . .

Lin Yoona came out of the shower, took off the towel wrapped around her head, walked to the sofa and lay down, and stretched her feet on Jessica’s white legs, who was sitting on the side with her hair blowing.

"You didn't wash your hair?" Jung Soo-yeon turned her gaze and looked at Lin Yoona's hair that was not wet.

"So many people in the back are waiting for the bath, too lazy to wash!" Stretched her feet and tried to clamp Jung Soo-yeon's thigh with her toes.

Jung Soo-yeon's crossed thighs shook, and she shook away Yoona's delicate feet.

"It hurts, I'm sick!"

Jung Soo-yeon rolled her eyes directly: "What kind of pretense, I didn't see your injured foot anymore."

Yoona curled her lips and looked at Seo Hyun who came out of her clothes after hearing the sound.

"Isn't Taeyeon behind? The youngest, you are not honest! You take a long bath, so I won't be in a hurry for a while!" Xu Xian turned around and smiled at her, and rushed in.

"Taeyeon went up and washed it!"

"Oh!" Lin Yuner squinted and nodded. Although the rest on the plane is fine, but on the fully equipped private plane, everyone still played crazy before the rest, so she came back to take a bath and dare to travel. It's still a bit sleepy to adjust the jet lag completely.

"..."

Lin Yuner opened her eyes sharply and sat up.

"Ah, you are enough, come to scare me again." Zheng Xiuyan was bluffed by her, her mouth was aggrieved.

"Ouni, you didn't stop Taeyeon from going up?"

"Hey? What? You didn't mean your friend's room. Me, you don't go up to take a shower often."

Lin Yooner swallowed, got up and took the cotton trousers that I didn't know who was beside him and put them on.

"I always thought you knew whose room it was."

"En?" Jung Soo-yeon watched Yuna's eyebrows come out again.

"Password. You don't know the same as our dorm?"

Jung Soo-yeon tilted her head and looked at Yoona, who hurriedly walked to the door. She turned off the hair dryer and set it aside, and her index finger pointed it down.

"Not just her sister's birthday..."

Zheng Xiuyan stared, and then immediately took a pair of folded cotton trousers and quickly put them on, leaping towards the door while leaning on one foot.

Yuli, who was smashing yam juice in the kitchen, looked back at the two.

"What are you doing?"

"Go up!" Jessica's volume was a bit high.

The door of the first dormitory at the door was open, and Sunny opened up early and said: "She's ready to tell me to go down, I will play this game well to go up and wash."

Jung Soo-yeon didn't have time to talk to her at all, so she rushed out barefoot.

"What happened to Sika being able to run? It was on fire?" Pani came over with a dull look, and saw Sika who was running fast at the end had an incredible expression.

. . . . . .

Kim Taeyeon was blowing her hair and was very dissatisfied with Lin Yoona putting her foot on her lap again. She must be pinched again in the next step.

"Yoona, stop making trouble!"

"Ouni! Fortunately, you are the only one. The owner of the room is back today!"

"Taeyeon is all right!"

Kim Taeyeon turned her head to look at the two people who hurriedly entered the room, and then turned to the sofa with a cold back and eyes.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~!"