"What do you think? Why do you want to sleep on it?"

I found a change of clothes for my sister in the room. Sunny spent Christmas at his uncle's house. It is estimated that there will be a while before she will come back to the dormitory.

"No, I'm afraid you don't have a place to sleep here." Originally, I tried to sleep with Xiao Bui on the excuse that my sister could not drive while drinking, but she was forcibly dragged down by her sister.

"How is it possible, go take a shower, you and I sleep here at night, sunny go to sleep with Taeyeon."

Zheng Xiujing was not willing to puff up her buns, but looked at her sister, raised her eyebrows and pointed at the gift box she put aside.

"What gift did he give you, but he didn't seem to prepare it for Taeyeon."

Jung Soo-yeon looked at the scarf on her sister's neck, "It's the same as you."

"Scarf?" Zheng Xiujing pulled up the warm card on her neck and looked at her angrily showing her embarrassed eyebrows. "It's too much, let Xiao Mu knit a scarf for him?"

"Who knows? Maybe he knitted it himself." Zheng Xiuyan pursed her lips, then opened the gift she had received and looked at it.

"Sunglasses?" Zheng Xiujing looked at her sister.

"Well, Dior's." With joy, he took it up to the mirror and took a photo. "By the way, I happen to have some questions for you tonight."

"what?"

"What's the matter with you and Jin Xiayan?" Zheng Xiujing looked at her sister tilted her head and looked at her, but she didn't know what her eyes were while wearing sunglasses.

"What?" Zheng Xiujing's body stiffened slightly, but immediately said indifferently: "Just like a girlfriend, I have a bath."

Seeing her sister running directly into the bathroom, Jung Soo-yeon slowly pulled down her sunglasses, her eyes full of worry.

At this time, in the bathroom of Jin Xiayan's room upstairs, Jin Xiayan was sitting helplessly in the bathtub soaking.

Kim Taeyeon sits behind her and puts shampoo on her hands, then she sprinkles some water on her sister's head with a shower.

"You got my eyes."

"Tsk, you are going to pull me to wash." Kim Taeyeon pouted, and the hand holding the shower was a little more careful.

"Haha, it's been a long time since I washed it with you." The grinning backhand touched my sister, and she wouldn't say that she was scared by the crystal.

The suggestion to wash her hair just now writhes in a panic, and both of them know where the other's tickles are.

"Don't make trouble, I'm angry."

"Hey, you try it and see if anyone comes to rescue you if you call your throat broken... Ernie, I was wrong, haha... Itchy, don't lick my neck!" Jin Xiayan, who was critically attacked, was honest in an instant. Down.

"Hmph, see if you dare to fight with me." After snorting arrogantly, she looked at the sister in front of her, thinking of how far away it was when we played in the bathtub together like this last time. It was only a little bit older at that time. , Now she is as old as her, as for anything taller than her, Kim Taeyeon will never admit it.

"Why are you giving me such an expensive bag? It's not good to spend his money."

"Who spends his money? My own money was originally going to be given to Lin Yooner. She doesn't want a scarf by herself, use a little force." She was dissatisfied with her sister's lightly scratching.

"The nails are long, it's not easy to use force, where did you get so much money?" Rejecting my sister's request and continued to rub it gently.

Kim Ha-yeon simply turned around and rubbed it by herself. She turned her head and looked at her sister innocently. She stretched out her little feet under the water without knowing where she went. But the next second my sister's words broke her defense.

"Of course I sold you to him, you are always valuable."

"Ah, just sell a bag for money?"

"That's not true. It is estimated that a tenth of South Korea is so much money? But how is South Korea worth it now? Or 3 or 4 Samsung?" Tilted his head thinking about how much money he bought, but felt that the soles of the feet were caught by my sister. She became honest again.

"What South Korea? Samsung phone?" I was attacked by my sister just now and didn't hear what she was muttering.

"It's okay, are you satisfied with the scarf? Remember to wear it often!" He twisted his hair on the top of his head into a hump, and then pointed it to his sister.

"Hahaha, stop making trouble, wash it quickly, you were when you were a kid." The reason why she is not resistant to this type of joke is that the sister used this hairstyle to tease her when she was taking a shower.

"Then you wear it or not? I don't care, you bring it to me when you are at the airport."

"Ah, am I your sister, or is he your brother? Jin Zhiyong will cry to death like you." I was very dissatisfied with this wicked girl.

Jin Xiayan thought about it and didn't bother her anymore. She took the shower and rushed to her. Kim Taeyeon saw that she came over and took the shower in her hand.

"Jin Zhiyong, he will be in the army next year?" Jin Xiayan asked with her head down.

"Well, I heard my mother say yes, ah, he is your own brother, so I don't care? You just call him by his name?" She patted Xia Yan on the back of the head lightly. , Teaching her impoliteness.

"I didn't call Jin Zhiyong all day long."

"I am just like you, he is only one year older than me."

"What's the difference is not all Oppa."

Kim Taeyeon sighed, not arguing with this broken girl.

"I will be a soldier next year and come out in 15 years? It's a bit annoying. When will he be a soldier for 20 years when he is 22 years old? He will be a soldier for 22 years? Yeah, you will be an old girl by then.

Kim Taeyeon listened to her sister's mumbling, becoming more and more confused, waiting for the last few sentences to realize what she was saying, and directly pressed her head under the water.

In just a second, Kim Ha-yeon was pretending to be a floating corpse, and Taeyeon patted her on the back angrily.

"Wow!" Jin Xiayan stretched her head, then looked at her sister aggrievedly. "You want to kill me? You know that my inheritance is written?"

"Smelly girl, don't be like that all the time, okay? I really..."

"I don't like it? Is he not handsome? Or is he dissatisfied?" I took the shower from my sister's hand, washed it by myself, and got up to prepare

"...I don't know! Don't force me, okay?" After Kim Taeyeon finished speaking, she dived into the water and spit bubbles, venting her depressed mood.

"You still like your ex boyfriend?"

"Don't talk nonsense about your ex-boyfriend." Kim Taeyeon stretched out her head and spoke to her sister in dissatisfaction, and finally sighed helplessly: "It's really annoying to be too good."

"You mean him?"

"I said I, so many good boys like me, how do you tell me to choose?"

Hearing her sister's shameless words, Jin Xiayan couldn't laugh or cry and took the squeezed shower gel.

"Okay, don't stinks, let me save your lousy figure again, don't let someone inspect the goods and find that the size is wrong and ask for a return is funny."

"Ah, Kim Ha Yeon, I played with you."

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