From that Korean city.

Chapter 586 Xiao Ming, the student who keeps his word

One night in September, in a star-rated hotel in Shanghai.

After taking a shower, Park Hyomin was lying on the bed doing stretching exercises, with her arms supported on the bed and her neck and shoulders slightly raised, using this movement to eliminate the bags on her chest and some fat on her shoulders.

While doing this, Park Hyomin excitedly browsed her phone and looked at shopping websites.

After living here for so long, she felt that she had gradually become dependent on a few things. One was the delicious food that could be found everywhere, one was the takeaway that could be ordered everywhere, and one was online shopping that could be ordered everywhere.

Although the peninsula does have these three things, in terms of timeliness and quality, this tiny country cannot compare with the vast land of China.

Especially online shopping, the wide variety of small shops in China, plus a variety of styles and designs, this is simply a paradise for Park Hyomin who has always loved shopping.

Therefore, in the past six months or so, the amount of goods that Park Hyomin has ordered is comparable to the total amount that a normal person buys in a year.

The total value of consumption reached hundreds of thousands.

This amount of money may not seem like much, but you have to know that the clothes she chose were not from big brands. Most of them were from personal brands or small studios, and the prices were not much higher at best.

This shows that this person's spending power is not low at all.

At this time, a voice came from behind, "Hyomin, are you shopping again?"

Park Hyomin looked back and saw Ham Eun-jung, who had just finished taking a shower, wiping her short hair and standing at the foot of the bed looking at her. The faint smile on the corner of her mouth matched her clean and bright face. If seen by fans, it would probably be another amazing picture.

"Well, the previous clothes can't be worn anymore, let's look at new ones."

If an ordinary person said these words, he would definitely be met with eye rolls.

But for idols like Park Hyomin, the clothes they wear when going out to meet people should be disposable. If they like something, they can wear it twice, and they need to change the combination.

If they continue to wear them, they will be in the media news, saying that they can't make money, their popularity is low, and they can only wear old clothes.

"Indeed, I'll take a look too."

Ham Eun-jung, who had the same worry, threw the towel on the chair, picked up her phone and started watching.

And asked one more question, "Hyomin, what kind of things are you going to buy?"

"skirt."

Park Hyomin already had the idea, so it was not difficult for her to answer.

But at the moment, Ham Eun-jung doesn’t like skirts very much. In fact, she prefers jeans more.

But after hearing Park Hyomin's answer, a figure smiling at her suddenly popped up in her mind. The other person told her that she would look good in a long skirt.

Just like that, the search bar that had just been filled with the three words "jeans" was deleted by her in the blink of an eye and replaced with the search term "women's long skirt".

On the bed next to them, the keywords in Park Hyomin's search bar were more explicit.

[Sexy hip leather skirt]

Every main picture on the screen is very hot, with long legs, stockings, perky buttocks, big breasts, etc.

After searching for more than ten minutes, Park Hyomin selected a few short skirts and put them directly into the shopping cart, preparing to return to the homepage and clear them out.

But at this moment, the smart recommendation column on the homepage refreshed several frames with products and pictures inside, which instantly attracted Park Hyomin's attention.

The thumb wearing manicure tapped the link, the page turned, and a model with her back to the camera appeared in the main picture frame.

Under the black bra is a piece of gauze tied with a bow.

She glanced down at the translated title, and a few key words immediately made Park Hyomin's heart beat faster.

French, sexy, briefs.

Japanese style, pure desire, breathable clothing.

Mesh, lace, bows.

Swipe your thumb across the screen and the photos displayed behind it will be even more exciting.

You know, the online shopping platforms in 14 were not that strict, and some crazy and bold display pictures comparable to Brother A's were posted there openly.

Leggings?
It doesn't exist, just put it on and take pictures.

Direct link without code.

At this time, Park Hyomin, who had recovered, quickly sat up from the bed, carefully glanced at Ham Eun-jung next to her, and when she found that the other party didn't notice her, she quickly changed her posture so that she was facing her and checked her phone.

Park Hyomin was not unfamiliar with this kind of gadget, but she had never come into contact with it before. At most, she had taken a few glances at it when shopping in an offline lingerie store.

But how can the few pieces of fabric you see offline compare to the actual effect of the model wearing them?

With her breathing getting heavier, she clicked on another link below. The scene changed and a model lying on the bed appeared on the homepage.

A hollow design with a deliberately exposed crotch appeared in Park Hyomin's eyes.

After that, keywords appeared on Park Hyomin's shopping platform one after another.

For example, stockings do not need to be taken off.

For example, the opening is super thin.

For example, one-time hand tearing.

cough cough...

……

……

Back to the villa this evening.

The moment Park Hyomin saw Lin Yi walking into the yard with Little Sun and Park Ji-yeon, she immediately tightened her coat to cover the sexy half-hollow lace bellyband underneath, which was tied around her neck and back with only two thin ropes.

Then she pulled up the leather skirt to cover the bottom of the black stockings on her long, beautiful legs.

After doing all this, Park Hyomin had no time to check before Lin Yi and the other two had already walked into the villa, and Little Sun even ran straight towards her.

Then he said, "Okay, Hyomin, you actually made a private appointment with Lin Yi, right?"

Park Hyomin was so shocked that she denied it repeatedly and brought out the excuse she had prepared long ago, "Hey, Sunkyu, don't talk nonsense, I came here to take a photo with him this time."

"Hahaha, just kidding. Why are you so nervous?"

After hearing what Park Hyomin said, Little Sun happily gave the other person an elbow.

As a result, he inadvertently pushed open Park Hyomin's unbuttoned coat, revealing a small part of the V-neck, allowing her to see the upper part of the hollow bellyband.

The tender whiteness under the lace directly blinded the little sun's eyes.

She was so scared that she quickly turned around and stood in front of Park Hyo Min, blocking her and looking back at Lin Yi and Park Ji Yeon, "Lin Yi, you guy, didn't you tell me before that you won't grab the camera to take pictures?"

"I definitely have to say this to the public, otherwise I'd be too busy with work. But within the team, occasionally helping friends out helps consolidate my photography skills."

Facing Lin Yi's words, Park Ji-yeon's eyes lit up, and she tilted her head to look at him, "Oppa, I also have a photo shoot that I need to trouble you with."

"Ah, you're coming too?"

Lin Yi had just said it casually, but he didn't expect Park Ji-yeon to be waiting for him here. He was in a dilemma. "Yes, the company actually gave each of us a task to take a personal photo. We can let the company handle it, or we can find a channel ourselves. This is the task that Ouni asked Oppa to take."

Park Hyomin, who had already rearranged her clothes, found that the topic had returned to herself and immediately nodded and admitted, "Yes, that's right."

"So, oppa, since you've already taken photos for Hyomin, it doesn't matter if I'm one more person."

As the voice appeared, a soft and tender girl's body followed and hugged Lin Yi's arms. A scent of Jo Malone's orange blossom drifted into his nose. It was the scent of Park Ji-yeon's favorite perfume.

Things have come to this point, what else can Lin Yi say, "Can I still say no?"

"Of course not, hehe."

When Park Ji-yeon heard what Lin Yi said, she knew that it was done, so she jumped up coquettishly.

Next to him, Xiao Yang saw this scene, glanced at Park Hyo Min out of the corner of his eye, and said, "So what do you say now? Do you want to take the picture of Hyo Min first?"

Lin Yi found an opportunity and unhooked the arm that Park Ji-yeon was hugging tightly, "Well, you guys play here first. Hyo-min and I will go test the lighting. We can have some midnight snack together after the shooting."

"That's fine. I'm a little hungry after get off work." Xiao Yang nodded, then looked at Park Ji-yeon, "Ji-yeon, come over and play games with me. It's great to have someone to keep me company."

Although Park Ji-yeon really wanted to go over to Lin Yi to see what was going on with the filming, since Lin Yi, who was both her senior and her older sister, had spoken, she naturally did not dare to neglect or refuse, so she sat down reluctantly.

But fortunately, she is also a gaming girl, so when Xiao Yang dragged her to choose a game to play, the emotion just now came and went quickly, and in a blink of an eye she was focused on the game.

Lin Yi didn't say anything more. He winked at Park Hyomin and took her to a studio that had been reserved during the renovation of the villa.

When the two were leaving, Little Sun quietly glanced at their backs, curled his lips, and cursed all kinds of complaints in his heart.

'crunch'

'Clang'

After two sounds, Lin Yi and Park Hyomin also entered the studio.

Park Hyomin, who came into the room for the first time after the renovation, took a look at the room, which was about 5.60 square meters in size. There were photography lights set up in several corners, hanging high there with brackets.

"There's nothing fancy about this place. This is the first time I'm using a studio. It hasn't been decorated before. Now there's only the floor and the curtain."

Lin Yi, who had already taken out a camera from the cabinet in the corner, adjusted the parameters while looking at Park Hyomin at the door and said.

The next second his eyes widened.

After hearing his words, Park Hyomin, who was standing at the door, put her hands behind her back and gently locked the door of the room.

With a shake of her hands, the coat she was wearing opened up, revealing the alluring bellyband underneath that could barely hide her towering breasts.

Like her coat, her charming lips were also open. "Teacher Lin, you don't really think I'm here to take pictures, do you?"

"You're playing with fire, Xiao Ming-san. There are Sunkyu and Jiyeon outside."

Lin Yi secretly swallowed his saliva and quickly used this answer to warn Park Hyomin and remind himself.

Play is play, make noise is noise, as long as it is not made public, everything is fine.

But if it really gets caught, it would be more than just embarrassing.

But Park Hyomin didn't care about all that. She had already made plans before and even bought battle suit bonuses. How could she let go of this opportunity so easily?

So she twisted her hips and walked like a cat, slowly walking up to Lin Yi under his angry gaze.

She touched his heart with her slender fingers and smiled charmingly, "Oh, so it turns out that you, Teacher Lin, like excitement and being in front of people, so you called them here."

When Lin Yi heard this, his eyes were completely lit up.

The next second, Park Hyomin stood on tiptoe, put her bright red lips close to his earlobe and breathed softly, "If this is what you like, Mr. Lin, I can do it too."

……

……

Outside the studio, Xiao Taiyang was playing games with Park Ji-yeon.

The frantic shaking of the handles and buttons showed that they seemed to be really putting their whole heart into it.

But if someone was standing opposite the two of them and looking at them at this time, they would notice that Xiao Taiyang was looking into the depths of the villa from time to time. Only Park Ji-yeon was really playing the game seriously.

"Unnie, big jump, big jump."

"Here it comes, you retreat, take medicine and recover, I'll take over."

"OK."

"Gogogo, unnie, I'm recovered."

Amidst the shouts, the boss of the level on the TV screen finally had to face defeat thanks to the complementary efforts of the two characters.

"Yeah, next level, next level."

After the inner gamer in Park Ji-yeon was aroused, she became talkative, "Ouni, I haven't been able to play games like this for a long time. No one in the group likes to play, except me."

"Haha, I'm the same as you, Jiyeon. But I can ask them to play with me, which is better than you."

Xiao Yang smiled. It was her right as an older sister that she could bully the youngest members behind her.

This made Park Ji-yeon even more depressed, "Ah, I'm the youngest, I can't call the unnies."

Facing Park Ji-yeon's complaint, Little Sun continued to comfort her, "It's okay. If you have time in the future, you can also call me to join the online game. We can play together then."

"There are too few games that can be played online, unless they are online games. But, unnie, you don't like online games that much, do you?"

Park Ji-yeon’s words made Xiao Taiyang slightly stunned. There were no online games in the past. Everyone played stand-alone games, one person per game console all day long.

However, she didn't tell Park Ji-yeon about this. Instead, she made up an excuse and changed the subject, then continued playing with her.

After a while, Park Ji-yeon suddenly received a phone call and stood up and walked aside to answer it.

And Xiao Yang also had time to look towards the direction of the villa's studio, thinking about the scene she had just seen, the bellyband.

Then I couldn't help but recall the vicious words Park Hyomin had said to me when I slept in the same bed with her.

[“If I have a man in the future, I will let him experience endless postures and the pleasure that clothing can bring.”]

"Park Hyomin, Park Hyomin, you really do what you say."

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Inside the studio.

Lin Yi looked with fiery eyes at the delicate body in front of him, which was lying on the table with its waist bent.

In this posture, the leather skirt that wrapped around her hips could no longer hold back her perky buttocks and slowly slid upwards.

What caught my eye next was a black butterfly woven from two thin ropes, dancing on the lace mesh.

(End of this chapter)