Peninsula: You've been chosen here for producing girl groups.

at night.

A six-person female dormitory room, with a bathroom.

Youngest member Park Jiyeon stared intently at Park Soyeon in the shower, forgetting to brush her teeth and almost swallowing the toothpaste foam.

This woman seems a bit off.

Washing breasts is like washing vegetables, scrubbing them repeatedly.

She spat out the toothpaste foam and tapped on the shower stall partition: "Unnie, what are you doing?"

Park So-yeon was so engrossed in rehearsing the feeding scene that she completely forgot herself.

Suddenly being noticed by her girlfriends, her heart nearly jumped out of her throat: "Cough cough cough~"

"I'm taking a shower, what else could I be doing?"

Park Jiyeon's expression gradually turned distorted: "Something's wrong with you, something's really wrong. You've been taking a shower for so long, and you've only been focused on washing..."

"Ji-yeon!"

Before Park Jiyeon could utter those embarrassing words, Park Soyeon had a sudden flash of inspiration: "I'm telling you, you have to wash this place a lot."

Park Jiyeon asked innocently, "Why?"

"It's not for eating, is it?"

In her opinion, Park So-yeon was practically washed to food-grade quality.

Park So-yeon felt a chill run down her spine; she was nearly scared to death.

She thought she had given herself away and that Park Jiyeon had just happened to catch her.

On second thought, that's impossible.

Perhaps because the youngest member is at an age where he's prone to gluttony, he speaks without thinking and just blurts things out.

She casually remarked, "This area is usually covered and constricted, so it's easy for sweat to accumulate. Washing and massaging it more often not only cleans it but also promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis."

Park Jiyeon tapped her chin with her hand and nodded in deep agreement: "I see!"

Having finally managed to intimidate the other party, Park So-yeon dared not linger any longer, wrapped herself in a bath towel, and walked out.

To make matters worse, as I was leaving, I ran into Park Jiyeon sitting in the living room doing her stretch: "Unnie, it's so late, where are you going?"

At one point, she even wished she could go back the way she came.

I won't give Han Shuo any to eat.

Whoever wants to give Han Shuo food, let them deliver it.

But ultimately, the thought of not wanting to disappoint Han Shuo won out, and she forced a smile: "I'm going home to see a relative."

Her home is in Gangnam District, so it's not unusual for her to come home late at night.

"Are you coming back tonight?"

"Yes."

Park So-yeon thought to herself that she had to keep her bottom line and not let Han Seok get too full in one go.

I went out to the elevator.

A counterattack.

Maintain a high level of concentration throughout.

He approached Han Shuo's door and carefully entered the password.

Open the door, close the door.

The moment her back pressed against the door panel, she felt herself break out in a sweat.

It was no less than a trip to the gates of hell.

They even agreed to deliver twice a week, but one delivery nearly killed her, and she absolutely refused to do it again.

Let him experience it fully this time, okay?

Suddenly, her conversation with Park Jiyeon popped into her head, and she abruptly unzipped her down jacket.

Then, forcefully unbutton the collar, boldly revealing the collarbone and deep cleavage.

We can't let this wash go to waste.

"What are you busy with?"

She found Han Shuo in the study.

Han Shuo swiveled his chair and pulled Park So-yeon into his arms: "The publicity effect in China is equally significant."

"Qingdao TV and state media contacted me, wanting to send someone to Seoul for an exclusive interview with me. I asked them to attend Sunday's press conference."

"Yeah?"

Park So-yeon was happy for Han Seok.

The ability to achieve simultaneous promotional effects in China will greatly benefit the Chinese digital album released in June.

"Uh-huh?"

Han Shuo was drawn to the depth.

The two hands are wrapped around Park So-yeon's waist.

Go upstream.

He grinned mischievously and whispered in the other person's ear, "Did you bring the banana milk?"

Park So-yeon took out a banana milk from her pocket.

Two bottles.

Han Shuo was starting to lose his composure.

Surprisingly, Park So-yeon quite likes this style.

They even brought two bottles with them at once.

"One bottle per use, right?"

"We agreed beforehand that we'd only play this game with you this once," Park So-yeon said, her face burning. "If we keep doing this, it'll be easy for people to find out."

"OK."

These little pleasures are fine to indulge in occasionally; doing them too often doesn't get very interesting.

It was just a casual remark at the time, and I didn't expect Park So-yeon to agree.

"You're so thoughtful."

Park So-yeon breathed a sigh of relief; she was genuinely afraid that Han Seok would take it seriously.

That's all.

She cupped Han Shuo's face in her hands and pressed her lips to his.

Han Shuo is considerate enough, so she should be sensible too.

"Did you bring any spare clothes?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Hiss.

Han Shuo had complete control over the turbulent global situation.

……

……

"Hey, are you asleep?"

Ni Ni, holding her phone, arrived at Han Shuo's door and peered inside through the peephole.

"It's almost time to sleep. We can talk about it tomorrow."

Han Shuo's indistinct voice came through the phone.

"I'm not asleep yet, am I?"

She pleaded sweetly, "I have a small favor to ask you. I'm already at your door, please open it, okay, brother?"

To make Han Shuo happy, she even lowered her seniority.

"Stop! Tell me what it is first?"

"I just wanted to take some photos with you so I could show them to the guys in the class group chat and let them see your true domineering presence."

If you were to ask who would be happiest if Han Shuo became popular in the country.

She felt she could be in the top three.

Han Shuo became popular and was sought after by netizens.

She doesn't even need to debut or join StarsRookies; just posting a few photos with Han Shuo is enough to make a few of the class's sluts green with envy.

"Just you wait."

Han Shuo wiped his mouth, still feeling unsatisfied.

aside.

Park So-yeon looked shy, her back to him, clutching a wet wipe.

She would steal glances at Han Shuo every now and then.

You know what, this little bit of fun is actually quite interesting.

Their eyes met unexpectedly, and her face instantly hardened: "Coming here so late to ask for a photo, and calling you 'brother,' are you up to something?"

Han Shuo has a lot of luck with women and is very popular with girls.

She usually doesn't want to bother thinking about this problem.

But didn't we just happen to run into each other?

"I really need to teach her a lesson."

Han Shuo also put on a stern face: "How can you be so focused on venting your anger that you forget about the confidentiality agreement?"

However, as soon as the two met, Ni Ni dispelled his concerns.

Ni Ni quickly stepped forward, took his arm, and smiled ingratiatingly at him: "I just wanted to take a few natural group photos for them to see."

"As for more intimate photos, I'll just keep them to myself and won't show them to them."

Unlike SM Entertainment, which is very strict and prohibits uploading and sharing any private photos, Fanxing Entertainment does not have high requirements for the confidentiality of its trainees.

They also have their own trainee label, StarsRookies, which to some extent actively generates buzz for the trainees.

Ni Ni just happened to fall within the reasonable and justifiable range.

All I can say is that she's really smart; it's hard for anyone to refuse her.

"This is a one-time exception; there will be no next time."

"Okay, brother~"

……

Park So-yeon

倪旎