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The remarks of flipping the brand are too lethal, and Quan Baolan has a tender face. After dinner, no matter how instigated they are, they are unwilling to go on a date with An Zhengxun. In the end, Park Hyomin was responsible for the firefighting that night.

Ahn Jung-hoon was very brave tonight.

Park Hyomin has lost his strength at this moment. She was lying on the bed absentmindedly, An Zhengxun still hugged her straight legs and rubbed them between them.

After a long delay, seeing An Zhengxun's hard work, Park Xiaomin laughed feebly: "You deserve it. Who told you to pretend to be an emperor, and let Baolan go even after this."

An Zhengxun grimaced: "Baolan has a tender face, I can't force it, isn't that really an unspoken rule..."

"But I'm suffering..." Park Hyomin licked her chapped lips: "I'm about to be killed by you..." After a pause, she smiled again: "Actually, if you were really with Bao Lan...she would die... ... I also saved her life, right?"

A certain scene appeared in An Zhengxun's head, and a burst of excitement finally erupted between her legs, spraying her all over. Park Hyomin got up angrily and smeared on him: "You're a jerk!"

"Hey...forgive me...I'll help you take a bath..."

"Fuck off! I don't want your help!"

"So sleep like this?"

"Go to hell!"

An Zhengxun hugged her horizontally, got into the bathroom in three or two steps, and jumped into the bathtub. The two played in the water for a while, and An Zhengxun really started to help her take a bath.

Feeling his big hands rubbing against his body, Park Hyomin's breathing became heavy again: "Don't do it, are you taking a bath, this is terrible..."

"Uh……"

Park Hyomin pressed his big hand and murmured, "I have to dance tomorrow... When the business is over. How do you want to play... I will accompany you."

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the next day. Ahn Jung-hoon brought Park Hyo-min to the MV shooting location. People have been waiting for a while. Seeing that the two of them were full of spring breeze, they must have had a good time last night, so everyone's eyes fell on Quan Baolan's face again.

Quan Baolan stomped: "What are you looking at! Dancing!"

"Hahaha……"

"Brother, come on today, we will help you!"

"Go, go, a group of guys who are afraid that the world will not be in chaos!"

"Serious oppa!"

Everyone laughed and entered the locker room, where a group of people pinched Quan Baolan's face.

Quan Baolan finally couldn't take it anymore: "You guys with no morals, wait! I'll eat him today!"

"Hey..." Park Hyomin blinked: "Don't be impulsive, Bao Lan."

"Humph!"

They don't need acting today, they just dance. Change into different clothes. Do the same dance over and over.

They will dance all morning, and in the end each dance will only cut a few clips and interspersed in the plot. It seems very simple for the audience to watch the MV for a few minutes, but in fact, they don't know how much sweat is flowing behind it.

In fact, if you shoot the mv normally, the plot is far more than that. You will shoot for a few days, divide a lot of shots, and then choose and edit the most appropriate share. It's just that Ahn Jung-hoon's participation simplifies it all, keeping only what he needs. His screenwriter status is there, even if the demands are grotesque. The director still took all the orders and did exactly what he ordered. It turns out. good results.

An Zhengxun leaned against the wall and watched them dance quietly with gentle eyes.

His arrival seemed to have swept away the exhaustion of the girls, and even their dancing postures were a little taller. An Zhengxun watched and gradually discovered something.

Quan Baolan, Li Juli, Park Soyeon, dance skills are stronger than what he remembered in his previous life...

In particular, Quan Baolan, who entered early in the morning, has really become a lot stronger... Although I have seen her practice before and know that she has grown, there is no such intuitive strong contrast, and I don't feel deeply. But now watching t-ara's team dance, it's very obvious that Quan Baolan is completely different from his previous life. Li Juli and Park Soyeon have also improved to varying degrees. Originally, Park Soyeon's dancing was also a weakness, but she has obviously strengthened her practice in this area, and it seems like it is already.

An Zhengxun took a deep breath. Under his interference in this world, Girls' Generation is still Girls' Generation, but t-ara seems to be more than just t-ara.

Maybe in this world, Girls' Generation will be hard to dominate... An Zhengxun scratched his head, he realized this problem for the first time, both sides are his own women, how can this competition be broken?

An Zhengxun stood up straight and waved to Zheng Yi. Zheng Yi came over strangely: "What's wrong?"

"Lie, let me hear it."

Zheng Yi took out an mp3 directly from his pocket.

He closed his eyes and listened to the familiar song from his previous life, An Zhengxun sighed slightly. Not only dancing, but also singing skills... I don't know if it's an illusion, it seems that even Eunjing, Hyomin, Jiyeon and the other three are a bit stronger. Maybe it's because they haven't gone through the various blows before their debut in previous lives, and they are in good condition. reason.

After only a few formal stages of tempering, this t-ara seems to be a perfect t-ara that will enter the peak ahead of schedule.

Girls' Generation has its challenges.

An Zhengxun touched his chin, and it hurt a little. In fact, from his point of view, it doesn't matter who is more popular between Girls' Generation and t-ara, and it doesn't matter if they are not popular. Or a one-sided victory or defeat, nothing to think about. But in the event of the two powers competing for hegemony, the smell of gunpowder will inevitably appear. How can he come from here?

The only way...to become a tripartite...to completely muddy the water...

HyunA, this important task is handed over to you, so be sure to live up to your expectations...

An Zhengxun smiled bitterly.

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"Oppa, it's you who ruined them! One is better than another! Have a romantic candlelight dinner, why are they saying that they have to do something!"

At dinner, it was almost natural that Quan Baolan was taken away by An Zhengxun for a French dinner. An Zhengxun looked strangely at Quan Baolan who was filled with righteous indignation in front of him. He swallowed quietly.

Quan Baolan in front of him was holding up a small fork. There was also a small cherry on the fork. A napkin was wrapped around his neck. With the fluttering hair, An Zhengxun always felt that it was not a napkin, but a red scarf. The child's expression of anger is so cute that An Zhengxun's bones are crisp.

"o...oppa?" An Zhengxun stared blankly at her look in Quan Baolan's eyes. She finally could no longer complain, her heart was pounding, and she still held a small fork in her hand, not knowing where to put it.

"Cough cough..." An Zhengxun covered his fists and coughed dryly. Changed the topic and said, "Bao Lan, your singing and dancing have grown a lot, and Oppa is very happy."

Quan Baolan pouted: "Don't use the tone of praise for a child!"

An Zhengxun was happy, and said tentatively: "Baolan dancing is so sexy, Oppa can't take his eyes off it."

Quan Baolan smiled smugly and ate the cherries on the fork in one bite.

An Zhengxun was finally completely turned over.

"Cough, Xiao Baolan, will you go on a date with uncle?"

Quan Baolan blinked: "Didn't you say sexy?"

"Oh, **** sapphire, are you going on a date with uncle?"

"Uncle, I don't make an appointment."

"Pfft..." An Zhengxun finally couldn't hold it any longer. He got up and walked over, picking her up like a child. Then he sat himself in her chair and put her on his lap.

Being hugged so affectionately in his arms, Quan Baolan softened immediately, his little hand loosened, and the little fork fell on the table, and he said in a voice like a mosquito: "Uncle, we haven't finished eating yet..."

An Zhengxun whispered in her ear: "Uncle wants to eat you, what should I do..."

Hearing this, Quan Baolan's ears turned crystal clear red, and An Zhengxun couldn't help but licked it lightly. Quan Baolan trembled, bit her lip and said, "They were taught badly by oppa..."

An Zhengxun's breath slid across her neck: "My name is uncle."

Quan Baolan was blindfolded, looking at the candlelight on the table, his **** finally made the girl confused, and said softly: "Uncle..."

As soon as the word was finished, she immediately felt a hard bump on her lower body. Quan Baolan naturally knew what it was, and panted, "Tell me... tell me something... uncle... even if it's a lie to me..."

An Zhengxun took off her napkin, stuck out his tongue and licked her neck gently, muttering: "Bao Lan, Oppa actually wanted to eat you from the first time he saw you, but he kept controlling himself, afraid of hurting him. you."

Quan Baolan's heart was beating violently, and she said softly, "This sounds like the truth..."

An Zhengxun slightly left her body, and said seriously: "oppa will not lie to Baolan, never will."

"Then... eat me, oppa..."

"Uncle. Uncle treats you to a lollipop."

"Does my uncle want to eat me, or does he want me to eat a lollipop?"

An Zhengxun did not answer, but answered the question with practical actions. Quan Baolan obediently allowed him to strip himself clean and sat face to face in his arms, like a washed rag doll.

An Zhengxun buried his head and chewed on the rag doll's chest. The rag doll was soft, mushy, and unexpectedly large.

The role model of Tong Yan Jux... An Zhengxun praised in his heart and said with a smile: "Bao Lan, t-ara is responsible for lying down and being tall, maybe it is you."

Quan Baolan said: "Ju Li is similar to me..."

Hearing Ju Li's name at this moment~www.readwn.com~ An Zhengxun was slightly startled, then shook his head, as if he wanted to get rid of some unwanted thoughts, then stood up and put Quan Baolan on the On the table.

"Eating...you should always add some seasoning."

Quan Baolan gasped and watched helplessly as he dropped a few drops of red wine on the softness of his chest, and then licked it. After licking the red wine, he moved down slowly all the way. Quan Baolan shuddered and closed his eyes, letting him lift his legs, bring something closer, and then feel himself being penetrated inch by inch.

It hurts...it hurts. It hurts. Quan Baolan remembered the hugeness that he saw that day, so big, can he really hold it? Will it be torn... Quan Baolan nervously opened his eyes, only to find that he didn't move, just leaned down and kissed her lips.

Quan Baolan closed his eyes again, feeling the warmth on the tip of his tongue.

This is what he ate... But he ate so tenderly, didn't he? This way of eating, I am willing to be eaten a hundred times, oppa. (To be continued..)()