From that Korean city

"..."

The loud ringing echoed in the bedroom, waking up the sleeping figure.

Frowning, turning over, groping.

After going back and forth several times without being able to catch the phone, the other party had no choice but to lift the quilt and stand up. He opened his hazy sleepy eyes and caught the phone that had fallen on the carpet. Finally, he bent down to pick it up and connected it. "Hello."

Her tone was very lazy, and it was obvious that she had just woken up, so the voice on the other end of the phone said, "Unnie, haven't you gotten up yet?"

"Well, I just got up, what's wrong?"

Xian Enjing, who rubbed the corners of his eyes, looked out the window at the dark sky and yawned.

"No, I just wanted to ask Unnie if he wanted to go out for a massage and spa. I had made an appointment with Julioni. I originally planned to call Hyomin Unnie, but she said she had an appointment."

"Spa, I have a schedule in the evening."

Facing Xian Eunjing's answer, Park Jiyeon smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, the time is just right. I will go there to have a meal and then go for a massage. After that, I will go to the sauna and finally take a shower and then we can go. I remember Ernie, your itinerary is just a platform, it doesn’t matter if the time is not fixed.”

Compared with other itineraries, my personal platform itinerary is indeed more relaxed.

Because you only need to invite people to come out and take some promotional photos in front of some stores, then walk around inside, chat with some people, and deal with it for a while.

Xian Enjing also knew this, so when she felt that her body was indeed a little sore and tired after last night's fuss and couldn't bear it, she hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, when will we gather? I just got up, give me some time."

"Don't worry, just leave for the restaurant around 11 o'clock to eat,"

After checking the time, it was now around 10:45, which was still too late, so Xian Eunjing agreed.

Park Ji-yeon on the other end of the phone muttered again inexplicably after hearing that Xian Eun-jung had agreed, "Unnie, you have agreed. Let me ask Hyomin and Unnie if you want to come too. Let's go together." It’s just fun, I don’t know what she is doing, but I heard from Gulioni that she left early in the morning.”

"Xiaomin?" Xian Enjing repeated.

"Um."

Park Ji-yeon responded, then thought of something, and asked eagerly, "Unnie, do you think it's okay if I call you Oppa?"

Frowning, Xian Enjing asked, "Who?"

"Lin Yi oppa." Park Zhiyan replied.

In the end, Xian Enjing said no directly, "Are you crazy? We girls are going to a spa, a massage sauna, and you are planning to call this guy."

"Didn't you go to Jeju Island to soak in hot springs together before? It's the same thing."

"It's a tour, it's a private space. We're going to a club, it's different."

Park Ji-yeon, who dismissed Xian Eun-jung's idea, subconsciously replied, "Okay, that's fine, oppa said he was at work, so if you don't call, you don't have to disturb his work."

But when these words fell into Xian Enjing's ears, they became full of information, "Wait a minute, you said he is at work? You have already called him."

"Well, before I called you, I asked Oppa what he was doing, and that was his plan. But what you just said, Unnie, was right, so let's not call him."

After explaining, Park Ji-yeon on the other end of the phone continued to chatter about eating for a while, but Xian Eun-jing's thoughts fell on what she just said.

at work? ?

But if Xian Eunjing remembered correctly, when she begged for mercy last night, she asked the other party that he would have to go to work the next day, and asked him to let her go and give his body a rest.

As a result, Lin Yi directly replied to her: I will have a rest tomorrow.

Then he continued to start the car, heading towards the soft and tender garage entrance in front, and the frame started to hit.

Now hearing Park Ji-yeon's words, Xian Eun-jeong could not help but narrow her eyes, and the smile on her lips became extremely interesting.

And when she heard Park Ji-yeon on the other end of the phone saying that she was going to hang up the phone and was about to call Park Hyo-min to inquire again, she quickly called out to the other party, "Okay, Ji-yeon, it's better not to disturb Hyo-min. I already agreed before." Everyone can arrange their rest time freely, so just forget it since she said she is not free."

Pu Zhiyan, who didn't think as much as Xian Enjing, who knew much more, just felt that this was correct, so she gave up the idea.

After ending the call, Xian Eunjing put her phone back on the bedside, stretched her muscles briefly, got up and walked to the bathroom. When she passed by the dressing cabinet, she saw the copy that Lin Yi gave her last night. Gift.

The beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and she snorted coldly, "Bitch man."

But after saying this, a contrasting smile appeared on her face. Although it was fleeting, it was indeed a smile.

Then he turned around and walked into the bathroom and started washing up.

…

At the same time, over there at Lin Yi's photography studio.

The two people whom Park Ji-yeon said she had an appointment with at work were sitting across from each other. You were looking at me, and I was looking at you.

Lin Yi, who was a little numb at the end, smiled and said, "Why are you staring like this all the way through breakfast?"

"You eat, I'm just watching."

In response to Park Xiaomin's words, Lin Yi lowered his head and glanced at the cold rice noodle he had taken out from home. He reluctantly took the lid and spread out part of it to the other party, "Here, here, give you some. Don't worry." Look at me."

Park Hyo-min smiled as she took the lid of the box. She didn't actually want to eat it, she just wanted it.

But after taking a small bite, her thoughts changed. She said with surprise in her eyes, "Wow, this powder is delicious. Lin Yi, where did you buy it from?"

"Buy? Haha, this is the rice noodles I brought from my hometown, as well as peanut oil and some side dishes. There is absolutely no such delicious cold noodles here."

The proud tone came from Lin Yi's mouth, which made Park Xiaomin very funny, "As for that, I found that you are extremely excited when it comes to food."

"Food is the most important thing for the people. I wonder if you understand this."

Lin Yi, who was talking and eating, quickly cleaned up the box of rice noodles he brought. Finally, he put down the box with satisfaction, wiped his mouth and looked at Park Xiaomin opposite, "Tell me, this time it's all about it." Why are you looking for me so early in the morning?"

"Take pictures, otherwise there is nothing else." Park Hyo Min replied.

And he glanced at the empty studio a little strangely, "But from what I see, it doesn't seem possible to take the photo. Not to mention assistants and the like, you didn't even call the makeup artist over, don't you mean to let me I’ll do the makeup, styling, and matching alone.”

Regarding Park Xiaomin's doubts, Lin Yi said very calmly, "You left me a text message in the middle of the night and didn't explicitly say you wanted to shoot today. How can I arrange it for you?"

"Does this need to be said clearly?"

Park Hyo-min, who was eating rice noodles slowly, looked at the person who spoke in disbelief.

"Why is it not necessary? Even if Shaoxi arranges work for me, he still has to give me a notice."

Hearing this strange answer, Park Xiaomin burst out laughing, "Yeah, what you said is very strange. Are you the boss, or Shao Xi is the boss? She arranges your work."

"Talk too much."

Lin Yi, who was packing his things, continued, "What do you say now? If you can't shoot, do you want to withdraw? Or do you want to pre-shoot it and see the effect?"

Park Hyomin, who also finished eating the box and applied some powder on the lid, raised her eyes and looked to the opposite side. She rolled her tongue around her lips and smiled charmingly, "Okay, let's take a pre-shoot to see the effect. If I'm not satisfied, I'll just take it." The photographer was replaced.”

"Substitution?"

Lin Yi smiled slightly, turned around and threw the disposable lunch box into the trash can.

Then he waved to Park Hyomin and pointed to the second floor, "Go up and wait. I'll get the things and go up to find you."

Facing Lin Yi's arrangement, Park Xiaomin asked curiously, "Don't you need me to help you get your things?"

As a result, he saw Lin Yi walking towards the work area without looking back, leaving only one sentence, "Just go up. If possible, it's best to change your clothes so that I don't waste time waiting for you."

This answer made Park Xiaomin purse her lips and smile, put her hands behind her back, and tied up her long shawl hair.

Then he really didn't care what Lin Yi was doing and walked up to the second floor.

And after entering the guest room on the second floor, he opened the wardrobe, looked at some of Lin Yi's clothes inside, picked one with a smile, and changed clothes on the spot.

When Lin Yi opened the door and came in, he saw Park Hyomin sitting on the bed wearing a loose and large jersey. Her slender legs were covered with a layer of black nylon stockings, the kind with letters. .

Blue and white jersey + Balenciaga black stockings, this nondescript outfit is a bit weird when put on Park Hyo Min's explosive figure.

But before Lin Yi could complain, Park Xiaomin smiled and turned sideways after seeing him come in. She lifted up her long hair and looked back at him, "How about this? Can we take such private photos?"

With this simple move, Lin Yi was directly held in place, his eyes staring straight at the opposite side just like last night.

Because with Park Hyomin's sideways movement, he could see the towering Mount Everest inside through the spacious cuffs of his vest and jersey, and it was a peak that was not obscured by clouds and fog.

The white and pink mountain peaks rub against the lining of the jersey and stand out.

Such a scene, coupled with those long black stockings legs.

Fuck, what’s so nondescript?

This is called art!

understand.

So Lin Yi immediately retracted what he wanted to complain about and gave Park Xiaomin a thumbs up, "Good, nice."

Park Hyomin smiled when she saw the other party's response, "That's not what you meant by your expression just now."

"No way."

Lin Yi denied, and focused his eyes on Park Xiaomin's black stockings with some curiosity, "But I'm very curious, where did you get these stockings from? They couldn't be Taozi's or Shaoxi's, right?" "

Lin Yi, who originally thought that Park Hyo Min staged a "Pin Ru's Wardrobe", never expected that the other party pointed to the pants next to him and said, "I wore them here."

"Um?"

Lin Yi hummed, thought of something, and then took a breath of air, "Wait a minute, silk in your pants?"

This vivid metaphor made Park Xiaomin burst out laughing, "Well, Lin Yi, you are really funny when you talk. How can you come up with such interesting adjectives?"

Lin Yi didn't answer her, but walked out of the room and moved in two spotlights.

A white umbrella is held in front of one to fill in the light. One is directly exposed and used for base color.

After quickly placing the two lights in the approximate position, he took out the camera from the backpack that had just been placed at the door, adjusted the parameters, and then looked at Park Hyomin, "How do you say, start now?"

Park Hyomin, who had curled up her legs and got on the bed, rolled sideways, giving Lin Yi's eyes a great shock. Finally, after burying the hill back into the sleeves of her clothes, she sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed and smiled, "I can do it. What kind of action do you need?"

Looking at the charming beauty in front of him, Lin Yi raised the camera, "That's it, I'll take a look first."

Park Hyomin was not vague or shy, and pressed the space for the cross-legged legs even lower, giving the lens in front of her the greatest freedom of creation.

With a few clicks of shutter sounds, the two lights also flashed. Park Hyomin, who had long been accustomed to this sound, did not feel embarrassed. Instead, her attention became more focused and she was able to devote herself to shooting.

A few minutes later, Lin Yi changed several angles, adjusted the direction and parameters of the lights, and looked at Park Hyomin under his camera.

Jersey + black stockings + vacuum bulge, this set of pure and charming clothes appeared on the screen, with an extremely complex visual impact.

It's not bad, but it's not as good as expected, because the visual impact is different from the picture after focusing.

So after frowning and looking at a few pictures, Lin Yi looked up at Park Hyomin, "Take off the stockings, it's too much of a hindrance. No, it should be that the clothes are not right, why don't you try to put on a suit outside and see?"

Halfway through, Lin Yi suddenly had an idea and thought that it was already messy anyway, why not add another ingredient to it and see.

A picture that is complicated to a certain extent may have another feeling.

On the bed.

When Lin Yi said to take off the stockings, Park Hyomin was actually ready in her heart. When she turned to a charming pose and let the other party do it herself, she didn't expect that the other party would get excited while taking pictures and actually take pictures for real.

So after the surprised eyes met the other party's serious eyes, Park Hyomin lowered her eyebrows and smiled, as if she saw a different charm of this man.

Then she stood up and walked to the closet, casually took out a suit jacket of Lin Yi and put it on, turned around and opened her hands, showing herself to the other party.

The latter carefully looked at Park Hyomin's weird outfit and pointed to the side.

"I remember there are women's belts in the cabinet next to you, tie up the waistline"

Park Hyomin did it obediently, and looked back at Lin Yi again after pulling out the belt.

This time Lin Yi was silent, rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and finally looked up at Park Hyomin, with a clear look in his deep eyes, "How about wearing a suit with the upper body naked."

A laugh rose on the opposite side, "Okay."