Peninsula: My pet is my idol

Tang Xin, unaware of the girl's hidden intentions, spoke the truth:

"My impression of them is...not bad. They're easy to talk to and haven't done anything excessive or difficult for me."

Zhang Yuanying: "..."

I didn't hear any helpful answers...

Who wants to know how Yoona is as a client? I want to know how you see her as an older sister!

To test the waters further, Zhang Yuanying pretended to guess and asked:

"Oppa, your part-time job... is it something like massage or acupressure, the kind that involves touching a woman's body, right?"

Tang Xin wasn't surprised that her guess was correct, because it was a very natural thing to think about.

The reason he hasn't admitted it outright is because this thing is illegal medical practice...

None of the three IVE members were his potential clients, and he couldn't bring himself to say it or admit it directly.

But now that Zhang Yuanying had pointed it out, Tang Xin nodded silently.

"Then... Oppa, you'll cover Yoona's entire body..."

"They're dressed, okay!"

"How does it feel?"

Tang Xin: ?

"It's just normal acupuncture and massage, don't get the wrong idea."

"I didn't mean anything by it~" Jang Won-young smiled with narrowed eyes, "I'm just curious, Oppa, don't you really have any feelings for Yoona sunbaenim with this kind of intimate service?"

Tang Xin shrank back a little, blushing as she reminded him:

"Too close..."

At this moment, Zhang Yuanying, who was sitting to Tang Xin's left, unconsciously leaned forward to ask more questions.

Her chin almost touched Tang Xin's collarbone.

This distance is indeed too close.

Coming to her senses, Zhang Yuanying cursed herself inwardly: "I've really gotten used to being a pig. How could I have unconsciously snuggled into his arms?"

However, just as she straightened up, she leaned forward again.

This approach would cause Tang Xin to lose her composure and reveal the information she wanted to know.

She pressed on, "Oppa, tell me quickly."

"What did you say?"

"Have you ever had those kinds of thoughts about Lim Yoona?"

Tang Xin extended his index finger, tapped the girl's forehead, and pressed her back into her seat.

He sighed:

"The door locks used in all households in this world are only meant to keep out people who don't know how to pick them, not people who do know how to pick them."

Actually, I feel that doing this part-time job isn't much different from someone who has mastered lock-picking skills. Because I can really use some tricks to get things that most people can only dream of.

The skill of lock picking is in my hands. Whether I become a "lock pick master" or a "lock pick thief" is entirely up to me.

But I don't want to do anything improper, because that would violate my professional ethics.

The difference between humans and animals is that humans can understand what "morality" is and are guided and bound by it.

You asked me if I would have any improper thoughts during the service... Yes, very strong, more than once.

However, a gentleman judges by actions, not intentions.

Each of us is closer to evil than we can imagine.

It all comes down to a single thought.

I have never done anything to betray my clients, nor have I done anything to betray myself, and I have never done anything to betray my profession.

Fortunately, I have not yet become someone controlled by "beastly" instincts.

Do you think this answer is acceptable?

The girl nodded blankly, looking rather dim-witted.

Having stayed at Tang Xin's house for so long, the little pig had already come to know Tang Xin's character quite well.

Otherwise, why would Zhang Yuanying act so familiar with Tang Xin and not resist physical contact with him?

Tang Xin's candor in saying these words made Zhang Yuanying feel that her current attempts to test and question his character were despicable.

He actually dared to admit that he had dirty thoughts, and dared to say them out loud.

The fact that he can say it shows that he has thought it through very clearly, and his moral character can definitely withstand the test.

"Oppa, you can't do this..." Zhang Yuanying frowned slightly.

"What do you mean, 'not allowed'?" Tang Xin asked, puzzled.

"If a girl gets close to you, just be honest and tell the truth. Otherwise, you'll suffer later when you meet a bad woman..."

Tang Xin felt inexplicably familiar with what the other person was saying, as if she had heard similar words before.

He waved his hand and said, "Hey~ there aren't that many bad women in the world."

"You can't even tell when I'm trying to trick you into revealing something."

"I know you're trying to trick me into telling me something," Tang Xin chuckled. "My part-time job just doesn't comply with South Korean medical laws, it's not some heinous crime. If you want to know, I'll tell you."

"Oppa trusts me that much?"

"After all, you were one of the people who saved me that night." Tang Xin nodded.

The girl's lips curled up, an expression that suggested she was trying to appear calm but couldn't help but laugh.

Schrödinger's cat, Zhang Yuanying's bandage.

"Oppa, your clients are mostly actors, right?"

"Yes, they are able to adjust their schedules more independently and cooperate with the relevant treatments more regularly and in a more consistent manner," Tang Xin said. "But for an active idol like you, who has just debuted, it's much harder to cooperate with the treatment."

"But..." Zhang Yuanying bit her lip, "I think I might need some of your treatment."

Tang Xin glanced at her and said, "Sit facing me and put your hands on the table."

Traditional Chinese medicine internal medicine is not exactly Tang Xin's forte, but he has diagnosed several female celebrities and knows the more typical problems they have.

Seeing Tang Xin's brows furrow slightly, Zhang Yuanying's heart tightened.

"Stand up, unbutton the bottom few buttons, and pull your skirt down a little," Tang Xin said calmly. "I won't look. Hold my hand and place it on my lower abdomen. I need to check the situation there."

As he spoke, he covered his eyes with one hand and handed it out with the other.

Zhang Yuanying smiled and moved his right hand away from his eyes, saying, "Oppa, it's okay. If it were you, it wouldn't be a problem..."

"..." Tang Xin nodded. "I understand. Come a little closer."

She said it was nothing, but when Zhang Yuanying stood up, gently unbuttoned a few buttons on the hem of her dress, and pulled down her skirt to reveal her lower abdomen, she couldn't help but feel shy.

One thumb was hooked on the hem of her skirt, while the other hand's fingers were bitten between her teeth.

She stood in front of Tang Xin in a very shameful posture.

Tang Xin, however, had no romantic thoughts at the moment.

He sat in a chair, with Zhang Yuanying standing in front of him.

After warming your hands by rubbing them together, place your left hand on the girl's tailbone area at the back of her lower back, and place your right hand on the girl's lower abdomen from the front.

Feel the unusual pulse within this slender body.

Three minutes later, Zhang Yuanying, her face flushed, straightened her clothes and sat down again.

Tang Xin's brow remained furrowed, replaced by the worry that, as a doctor, she felt for her patients.

"How long has it been since you last had your period?"

"It's been... a few years, hasn't it..."

Tang Xin said in a deep voice, "Contact your agent. I'll talk to her."