From that Korean city

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

After taking a shower, Park Hyo-min was lying on the bed doing stretching exercises, with her arms propped up on the bed and her neck and shoulders slightly raised. She used this action to eliminate some of the fat on her bags and shoulders.

While this action continued, Park Hyo-min excitedly checked out her phone and looked at the shopping website.

After coming here for so long, she feels that she has gradually become inseparable from a few things. One is delicious food that can be found everywhere, one is takeout that can be ordered anywhere, and the other is online shopping that can be ordered anywhere.

Although the peninsula is not without these three things, in terms of timeliness and quality, the small land cannot compare to the great land of China.

Especially online shopping, the dazzling array of small shops in China, plus a variety of styles, is a paradise for Park Hyo-min, who has always loved shopping.

Therefore, in more than half a year, Park Hyomin has placed orders for goods that are comparable to what a normal person would buy in a year.

The total value of consumption was in the hundreds of thousands.

This amount of money may not seem like much, but you must know that this person did not choose the clothes of those big brands. Most of them are products from some personal brands or small studios, and the prices are sky-high but not much higher.

This shows that this person’s skill level is not low at all.

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

Park Hyo Min looked back and saw Ham Eun Jung, who had just taken a shower, wiping her short hair and standing at the foot of the bed looking at her. The slight smile at the corner of her mouth matched that clean and bright face. If fans saw it, she would probably It is a divine picture.

"Well, I can't wear the previous clothes anymore. Let's look at the new ones."

If you were an ordinary person, you would definitely get a roll of your eyes if you said these words.

But for idol Park Hyo-min and others, it is best to wear disposable clothes when going out to meet people. If you like it, you can wear it twice more and change the matching.

If they wear it any longer, 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 from the past.

"Indeed, let me take a look too."

Xian Eunjing, who also had the same trouble, threw the towel on the chair, then picked up her phone and started reading.

And he asked more, "Xiaomin, what do you plan to buy?"

"skirt."

Park Hyo-min, who already had an idea, found it not difficult at all to answer.

But currently Ham Eun Jung doesn’t really like skirts. She actually prefers jeans in her heart.

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

Just like that, the search bar where she had just entered the words jeans was deleted in the blink of an eye and replaced with the search words for women's long skirts.

On the bed next to her, the keywords in Park Hyo Min's search bar were more explicit.

[Sexy hip-hugging leather skirt]

Every main picture on the screen is very hot, including long legs, stockings, perky buttocks, breast enlargement, etc.

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

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

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

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

He lowered his head and glanced at the translated title name. Several keywords in it immediately made Park Hyomin's heart beat faster.

French, sexy, briefs.

Japanese style, pure desire, breathable clothing.

Mesh, lace, bows.

Swiping the screen with your thumb, the photos shown behind are even more exciting.

You know, the online shopping platform in 2014 was not that strict, and some of the crazy and bold display pictures that were comparable to Brother A were actually created openly.

Leggings?

It doesn't exist, just wear it and shoot it directly.

Direct link without code.

Park Hyo-min, who had regained her composure at this time, quickly sat up from the bed and carefully glanced at Xian Eun-jung next to her. After realizing that the other party didn't notice her, she quickly changed to face the other party and swiped her phone.

It’s not like Park Hyo Min doesn’t know about this kind of gadget, but she hasn’t had much contact with it before. At most, she glanced at it a few times when she went to an offline underwear store.

But how can the pieces of fabric seen offline compare to the actual renderings of the model?

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

A hint of scheming hollowed-out style appeared in Park Hyo-min's eyes.

After that, keywords appeared on Park Hyomin’s shopping platform one by one.

For example, stockings are not required to be taken off.

For example, open gear is ultra-thin.

For example, one-time hand tearing.

Ahem...

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Return to the villa this night.

The moment Park Hyo Min saw Lin Yi walking into the yard with Little Sun and Park Ji Yeon, she immediately tightened her coat and tied the semi-hollow lace piece underneath with only two strings around her neck and back. The sexy bellyband is covered.

Then she pulled up her hip-hugging leather skirt to block the bottom of the black stockings on her slender legs.

After doing all this, Park Hyomin had no time to check, Lin Yi and the other two had already walked into the villa, and Xiao Yang came straight to her.

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

Park Hyomin was shocked and denied it repeatedly, and took out the reasons he had prepared long ago, "Ah, Sunkyu, don't talk nonsense, I came to him to take photos this time."

"Hahaha, just kidding, why are you so nervous."

After hearing Park Hyomin's words, Xiao Yang happily gave the other party an elbow.

As a result, he accidentally 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 white tenderness under the lace directly blinded Xiao Yang's eyes.

She was so scared that she quickly turned around and stood in front of Park Hyo-min, standing between her and looking back at Lin Yi and Park Ji-yeon, "Lin Yi, didn't you tell me before that you would not take pictures with the camera?"

"I must say that to the outside, otherwise I would be busy with work. But within the team, occasionally helping friends a little can also be regarded as consolidating my photography skills."

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

"Ah, you are coming too?"

Originally, Lin Yi said it casually, but he didn't expect Park Ji-yeon to be waiting for him here. Now he is in a dilemma. "Yes, in fact, the company has given each of us the task of taking a personal photo. We can let the company do it, or we can find channels ourselves. This is the task that Ouni asked you to take, right?"

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

"So, oppa, since you have taken photos for Ouni, it doesn't matter if I am one more person."

As the voice appeared, a soft and tender girl's body also hugged Lin Yi's arm, and a scent of Jo Malone's orange blossom floated into the nose, which was the perfume that Park Ji-yeon liked.

At this point, what else can Lin Yi say, "Can I still say no?"

"Of course not, hehe."

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

Next to him, Xiao Yang saw this scene, glanced at Park Hyomin with the corner of his eyes, and said, "So what do you say now? Do you want to shoot Hyomin first?"

Lin Yi found an opportunity and untucked the arm that Park Jiyeon was holding tightly, "Well, you guys play here first, Hyomin and I will go test the lighting, and then have some midnight snacks together after the shooting."

"Okay, I'm a little hungry after get off work." Xiao Yang nodded, then looked at Park Jiyeon, "Jiyeon, come and play games with me, it's just a good idea to have a companion."

Although Park Jiyeon wanted to go over to Lin Yi to see the shooting situation, Xiao Yang, who was both a senior and an older sister, had spoken, so she naturally didn't dare to neglect or refuse, so she sat over reluctantly.

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

Lin Yi didn't say much, but winked at Park Hyo-min and took her to a studio that had been reserved when the villa was renovated.

When the two left, Xiao Yang looked at their backs quietly, curled his lips, and cursed in his heart.

'Crack'

'Clang'

After two sounds, Lin Yi and Park Hyo-min also entered the studio.

Park Hyo-min, who came in for the first time after the renovation, looked at the room. It was about 5.60 square meters in size. There were photography lights in several corners, hanging high there with brackets.

"There is no style here. This is the first time to use the studio. It has not been arranged before. Now there is only the floor and the curtain."

Lin Yi, who had already taken out the camera from the cabinet in the corner, said while adjusting the parameters and looking at Park Hyo-min at the door.

As a result, his eyes went straight the next second.

Park Hyo-min at the door heard his words and put her little hand back and gently locked the door of the room.

With a shake of her hands, the coat she was wearing opened, revealing the attractive bellyband inside that could hardly cover the towering peaks.

Her charming cherry lips were also opened like the coat, "Teacher Lin, you don't really think I'm here to take pictures, do you?"

"You are playing with fire, Xiao Ming, there are Sunkyu and Jiyeon outside."

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

Playing is playing, making trouble is making trouble, as long as it is not put on the table, everything is fine.

But if it is really caught, it will be really embarrassing at that time.

But Park Hyomin doesn't care about these. She had already made plans before, and even bought a battle suit bonus. How could she let go of this opportunity so easily?

So she twisted her hips, stepped on the cat step, and slowly walked to him under the gaze of Lin Yi's fiery eyes.

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 the public eye, so you called them here."

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

And the next second, Park Xiaomin stood on tiptoes, put her bright red lips to his earlobe and breathed softly, "If this is what you like, Teacher Lin, I can do that too."

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Outside the studio, Little Sun and Park Ji-yeon were playing games.

The crazy shaking handles and buttons showed that they seemed to be really devoted to it.

But if someone were standing opposite the two of them and looking at them at this time, they would notice that Little Sun looked into the depths of the villa from time to time. Only Park Ji-yeon was really serious about playing the game.

"Ernie, big jump, big jump."

"It's coming, it's coming. You take the medicine to get back to your normal state, and I'll do it."

"OK."

"Gogogo, Ernie, I'm recovered."

Amidst the screams, the level boss on the TV screen could only be defeated by the complementarity of the two characters.

"Yeah, next level, next level."

After really arousing Park Ji-yeon's gamer girl's heart, she became talkative, "Unnie, I haven't been able to play games so much for a long time. Everyone in the group doesn't like to play, and I'm the only one. ”

"Haha, I'm just like you, Zhiyan. It's just that I can ask them to play with me, which makes me a little better than you."

Little Taiyang smiled. This was her right as Ernie to bully the maknae behind her.

This made Park Ji-yeon even more depressed, "Ah, I'm the maknae, I can't call Unnie and the others."

Faced with Pu Zhiyan's complaint, Little Sun continued to comfort her, "It's okay. If you are free in the future, you can also ask me to join you online. We can play together then."

"There are too few games like this that can be connected online, unless it is an online game, but you don't really like online games, Ouni."

Park Zhiyan's words made Little Sun slightly stunned. There were no online games before. Everyone played stand-alone games, and each person had a game console all day long.

But she didn't say this to Park Zhiyan. Instead, she made up a random reason and brought up the topic, and then led the other party to continue playing.

After a while, Park Ji-yeon suddenly got a call and stood up and walked to the side to answer it.

And Little Sun also had time to look towards the studio of the villa, thinking about the picture she just saw, that bellyband.

Then I couldn't help but think of the words Park Hyo Min used to say when she slept in the same bed.

["If I have a man in the future, I will let him experience endless postures and the joy brought by clothing."]

"Park Hyo Min, Park Hyo Min, you really do what you say."

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Inside the studio.

Lin Yi looked with burning eyes at the delicate body lying on the table, bending down.

The butt-covering leather skirt finally couldn't hold the tight buttocks in the opponent's position and slowly slid up.

What came into view next was a black butterfly woven from two strings, dancing gracefully on the lace mesh.