Peninsula: My pet is my idol

Tang Xin keenly sensed that something was amiss.

Turning his head, he met Kim Tae-yeon's amused gaze:

"Tang Xinxi, you came to work several times after you were injured, so I was going to leave this matter alone for now."

Now that your injury has almost healed, I'd like to ask you something...

I'll recommend Yoona's order to you, okay?

But... how come I didn't know you had a sweet tongue and could say so many nice things?

And, shyness?

When you're with me, why aren't you shy at all?

Tang Xinxi, from the first time you served Yoona until now, you've come to my house five times...

"You really can't say a single nice thing to me?"

Tang Xin felt a bright red "danger" character flashing above her head.

Aunt Jin's competitive spirit kicked in!

Tang Xin had certainly considered that Kim Tae-yeon might cause trouble for her after she had said all sorts of nice things to Lin Yoona.

Therefore, he has been very cautious in the few times he has performed the ceremony for Kim Tae-yeon since his injury.

After observing several times, he realized that he was somewhat judging others by his own petty standards.

Kim Tae-yeon, being a public figure, shouldn't be so hard on herself as to care about those few compliments that say "she has what I don't." She's overthinking it!

Generous!

However, Tang Xin still doesn't understand Kim Tae-yeon at all.

Those who know Kim Tae-yeon know that she is a rather reserved person, and when she is reserved, she tends to keep things bottled up, which eventually leads to an explosion.

And now, it's exploded.

She wasn't indifferent; she was just pretending.

They were just waiting for Tang Xin to say a few nice words, and then the matter would be over.

As a result, Tang Xin maintained a purely businesslike attitude during all five of his visits to the meeting, showing absolutely no intention of trying to win her over with kind words.

Little one, you have two faces, don't you?

Tang Xin's mind raced as she quickly considered how to deal with the situation at hand.

If not handled properly, you could very well lose a valuable customer!

By Tang Xin's standards, Kim Tae-yeon may be old, but she's much better than those 40 or 50-year-old grandmas. Giving a massage to Kim Tae-yeon is better than giving a massage to a grandma!

If Kim Tae-yeon knew what he was thinking, he'd probably be dead by now.

With trembling lips, Tang Xin backed away, trying to cover up her mistake:

"Nuna, you've misunderstood me, haven't you? I was just thinking that you hear too much flattery at work, and you must be tired of it, so I wanted to give you a refreshing experience during the service, and not talk so greasyly..."

"So what you said to Yoona was just greasy flattery?"

"Um... Noona, you can't say that." Tang Xin sensed this was another trap, so she said, "My admiration and encouragement for Yoona is genuine, and I hope she can have a better future as an actress. But Noona, you're different!"

"Oh?" Kim Tae-yeon slowly walked closer, step by step, and looked up, saying, "Tell me about it?"

"Taeyeon noona, look, Yoona noona still needs to work hard on her path as an actress. But noona, you don't need to work hard anymore!" Tang Xin gave a thumbs up and said, "On the road to K-pop female solo careers, Taeyeon noona, you are the end!"

"Hmm, go on."

Tang Xin then led Kim Tae-yeon towards the sofa area, fawningly taking her water glass and kneeling on one knee, saying:

"Nuna, you have so many titles, I..."

Halfway through her sentence, Kim Tae-yeon placed her legs on Tang Xin's raised leg.

The meaning is clear: Keep doing what you're doing and continue.

Tang Xin had no choice but to massage the legs of this sugar daddy first, cursing inwardly: Old Cong is quite good at putting on airs!

"In the entire Republic of South Korea, who doesn't know the name Kim Tae-yeon? When it comes to K-pop solo female singers, who comes to mind? Of course, it's Tae-yeon noona!"

"Comparing your career paths and positions, Noona and Yoona are still different, aren't they?"

"She still has room to grow and needs encouragement. But Nuna, you've already reached the top. What you need isn't encouragement, but someone who can understand the loneliness you feel at the top."

"Nuna, my admiration for you is like..."

"Alright, alright, alright, stop it." Kim Taeyeon rubbed her arms. "That's too cheesy. I really can't stand hearing that kind of talk."

People like Lim Yoon-a, who are naturally good at saying nice things, are the ones who enjoy hearing lots of nice things.

People like Kim Tae-yeon, who are not good at saying nice things, are much less resistant to flattery.

She's not someone who likes to hear these kinds of nice words; she'll listen to a couple of them and that's fine, but if she hears too many, she'll get goosebumps.

"That's right, that's why I try my best..."

Tang Xin was interrupted again when Kim Tae-yeon grabbed his mouth and pinched it shut: "Stop talking nonsense and start the massage."

After saying that, Kim Tae-yeon got up and walked towards the guest room.

Tang Xin stood up and asked, "Um... Nuna, aren't you going to remove your makeup first?"

"I'm not removing my makeup anymore, so that people won't mistake my appearance during the recovery period of cosmetic surgery for my real appearance."

Kim Tae-yeon entered the well-heated guest room, took off her bathrobe, revealing a set of relatively conservative underwear underneath.

A tube top and shorts.

There's nothing particularly noteworthy about it; it's the kind of outfit where no one would care about the amount of skin you wear to the beach.

This level of clothing is just right for acupuncture and massage.

Tang Xin stopped at the guest room door with her acupuncture tools in hand and asked again, "Nuna, why aren't any of your assistants here today? Isn't that a bit inconvenient?"

"It's not inconvenient at all, you can just massage me." Kim Tae-yeon lay down flat. "Don't you get one-on-one service from Yoona too?"

"It's different. She's filming, and I'm massaging her in the RV or hotel while her agent is waiting next door or outside."

"Is it possible... that my agent lives next door to me?"

"Oh, I see. Then it's alright."

Tang Xin entered the guest room, put down her bag, and began to serve Kim Tae-yeon.

He first gave Kim Tae-yeon an abdominal massage, then acupuncture. While waiting for the needles to be inserted, he heated water, and afterwards gave her a foot massage.

"Nuna, my apologies."

As he spoke, Tang Xin knelt down beside Kim Tae-yeon and placed his warm hands on her stomach.

Kim Tae-yeon is not tall and is very thin, so her waist is naturally not very thick.

Tang Xin placed her hands on it, almost covering her entire waist.

The moment the man's warm, large hand touched her abdominal skin, a strange feeling welled up in Kim Tae-yeon's heart.

So professional!

no the same……

This feeling is completely different from when my female assistant massages my abdomen.

Could it be because Tang Xin's professional skills are better? There really is a difference between professional technicians and amateurs!

Tang Xin placed his palms on his sides and pressed down hard with his thumbs.

Use the pad of your thumb to push along the area below Kim Tae-yeon's ribs towards her V-line.

The moment my thumb touched the leg of my shorts.

Inside the quiet guest room, a rather vulgar voice rang out.