My Sister is the Female Team Leader

　　 The date with Park Seo-joon continued until it was close to midnight. Bae Xian never thought that he would go shopping with Park Seo-joon in Jiangnan, or go shopping while eating, and it was at midnight that he really returned to his home.

In the past half night, in addition to some New Year greetings on the phone, it was a sentence sent by parents, Happy New Year, and then it was gone. Unexpectedly, Lin Hyun-kyun sent a sentence. Before Pei Zhuxuan played, he asked The stylist put more than a dozen warm babies on her clothes. Fortunately, she was thin, otherwise the lens would look completely different.

　　 "嘁... let you do it, it's really not easy for the big winter"

　　 Looking at the replay screen on the phone, Pei Xian tossed his undried hair, walked out of the bathroom and glanced outside the room. The lights in the corridor were on, but he seemed to hear a voice coming from downstairs.

　　 The floor-to-ceiling windows have not been opened, the door is closed, and the wind is blowing too hard?

still....

　　 "Into the thief?"

Suddenly, something smashed at the entrance of the stairs. This movement made Pei Xian put down the towel and the samurai sword hanging on the wall. He glanced at the outside with his head sideways, and he could see from the angle of the entrance. Go to the stairs, but don't see much.

no one?

　　 Is something falling?

'boom'

　　 There was another sound of falling things.

　　 Pei Xian closed the door of the room and looked at the darkness on the side of the stairs. He felt a little scared inexplicably. As soon as the wind on the side of the vent came in, the hair on his arm couldn't help but stand up.

　　 Haunted?

This kind of thing, it is not impossible to write a letter, Pei Xian slowly pulled out the blade to give himself a sense of security, but before he completely took the knife out, he saw a dark shadow on the stairs approaching, and his heart was magnificent. Under the circumstances, he didn't even hear the footsteps.

　　 reached out and touched the wall, hit the light switch of the stairs, and slammed it.

　　 The lights came on in vain, and Pei Xian was stunned.

Park Xiurong, who she was thinking of, was now standing on the stairs with a big bag in her hand. She seemed to be taken aback. She leaned against the wall with an exclamation, causing the bag on her shoulders to fall off. .

　　 All the samurai swords in Pei Xian's scared hand fell to the ground, staring blankly at her, "Why did it come all of a sudden? No, this time."

　　 Normal travel time, isn't their company still in a habit. After the New Year's Eve is over, isn't it 100% going to dinner? At this point in time, it shouldn't be here, and I entered the door without knowing it.

A few meters away, Park Xiurong hadn't reacted yet, and couldn't hear what he was saying, but he could probably guess everything. He picked up the bag and walked to the third floor. He glanced at the samurai sword that fell on the ground, speechless. The corners of his mouth were drawn.

　　 "So, do you think that New Year's Eve, which is the first two hours of the New Year, can run to your house and walk directly to your third floor. It is worth your knife...?"

　　 "Uh, it's not"

　　 Pei Xian blinked awkwardly, hurriedly picked up the sword and turned back into the room. He quickly put the scabbard and the knife back in place. When he turned around, he had already seen her standing at the door of the room.

　　 Park Xiurong looked at the shorts he was wearing, with his **** body and semi-damp hair, indicating that he should have just finished the bath, no wonder he didn't hear him open the door and come in.

　　 put down the bag in her hand, she took out a small box from her shoulder bag and handed it over "For you, Happy New Year"

　　 Pei Xian took a step closer, curiously took the box, and opened it to see that it was a circular ring, but without a pattern. It was a kind of ring but not the kind of ring he understood.

"ring"

　　 "Someone told me that this thing can trap boyfriend"

　　 After finishing speaking, Park Xiurong raised his eyebrows, an expression that wanted to catch him.

　　 This person is really... all kinds of interesting little ideas.

Pei Xian took out the ring, compared his fingers a little, thought about it, or planned to wear it on a suitable finger. This action seemed very pleasing to Park Xiurong, and he reached out to stop him before putting it on. His actions.

　　 "Take a string and string it together, it's too obvious"

　　 are all entertainers. Such publicity is really inconvenient to bring to public. Even if it is worn in private, it will be inconvenient. When news comes out, she doesn't know how to explain it.

Park Xiurong said these things silently in her heart. Seeing Pei Xian’s stunned expression, he smiled and clicked on his chest, drew a heart with his nails, and the imprint left was very clear. She won the company’s training in fan service. The love drawn is perfect.

　　 Pei Xian looked down at the position of his chest, couldn't help but laugh, took off the shoulder bag in her hand, spread his hand and hugged her firmly.

"Hey..." Pu Xiurong wanted to push but couldn't push it away. He hugged half of her face against his collarbone. The familiar smell of shower gel made people smell very relaxing, but Pei Xian hugged him. My head is too tight and my head is a little hypoxic.

　　 "It's cold outside, your clothes are all ice" Pei Xian rubbed his head against her ear, like a big dog raised at home, clinging to her and refusing to let go.

　　 Park Xiurong retorted, "Ah, the clothes must be ice, and, are you not going to blow dry your hair? If you don’t dry it in time, you can easily catch a cold. Let go."

　　 Hearing what she said, Pei Xian let go, stretched out his hand to tidy up the clothes that had been messed up by him, and chuckled softly, "It's a bit scented, floral, not like perfume, huh, did you buy flowers?"

　　 "Your nose is really good, but it was not bought. It was the flowers sent by fans after our performance today, and I came here after I brought them back to the dorm."

"dormitory?"

　　 "Hmm, but I escaped"

　　 How else could she come here and still admire her boyfriend's figure unscrupulously.

Pei Xian stretched out his arm to close the door of the room, and pressed the room light down easily. He looked at ease. However, Park Xiurong didn’t like to see Pei Xian’s easy expression. He liked to see his red ears when he was teased. .

　　 "The shorts look good" Her fingers deliberately hooked the rope on the shorts, and she looked up at him and smiled very friendly "Happy New Year, Xian"

　　 "Happy New Year" Pei Xian's voice was light and fluttering, he slowly moved towards the wall against her forehead, put his arms around her waist slightly harder, and easily hugged her.

　　 The height of the sight is different~www.readwn.com~ Park Soo-young tossed his hair gently, and left a red lip mark on his forehead with her head down.

　　 Pei Xian raised his eyebrows, his eyes lit up, and the smile on his face was brighter than before. "That's fine, then we"

　　 "I want to say, the proposal you made before, I feel I can accept it"

"what?"

　　...

　　 The good atmosphere came to an abrupt end. Pei Xian looked up and saw the sincerity and seriousness in Park Xiurong’s eyes. He searched in his mind about what proposal he had said to Park Xiurong in the past, and the memory temporarily stayed not long ago.

　　 duffel bag, proposal, the same....home?

　　 But they are celebrities, and they spend much longer on their trips outside than at home. To be honest, this home is actually just a vacation residence.

　　 "If you decide this way, I would be happy and happier. Is that counted as a second person besides me?"

"see your performance"

　　 Park Xiurong chuckled, watching Pei Xian's unhappy expression, tugging at the corner of his mouth, and reaching out to gently rub his face and hair, like a rice cake.

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