Of course, An Zhengxun couldn't really go to the game with Pei Xiuzhi and his son. After the lunch break, he leaned against his arms in the practice room to watch their practice.

These days seem to be a bit turbulent, stressful and not getting enough sleep. Park Chulong also experienced the biggest fork in his life, and he thought it would affect their state to some extent. But after a few songs jumped down, An Zhengxun still felt very satisfied.

The practice period is generally not long, but they are all talented players. In addition to their previous foundation, after a period of regular practice, their strength is not weaker than any team. Since they didn't go through the so-called selection at all, they went to form a team of four from the beginning. It can be said that they entered the training period not long after they started practicing. They ate and slept together every day, and the tacit understanding was very high. "" was written early. They have practiced this song for a long time, and they can dance well with almost closed eyes.

An Zhengxun said in his heart: everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

It's not enough to perform well in practice, it's really good to perform well on stage, especially this title song, the selling point is dance. But for these four, he is still very confident. They are taken from four first-line red groups, two of which are captains and one is the lead singer. There is also a core of the star-studded team with no captain at all, who dares to call the president and call her mother in public. If these four psychological qualities can't cope with the official stage, other groups don't need to play.

This time, An Zhengxun didn't specifically stare at Pu Chulong, Pu Chulong behaved very naturally, and the other three were also very natural. It's just that neither An Zhengxun nor the four of them realized one thing... In fact, their nature is a kind of special in itself.

Because in the entire practice room, apart from the four people, he was the only one.

Girls' Generation danced in front of him alone. Can't jump out at all. But now, it dances very naturally.

Is it normal to dance for the president to see? Maybe…

An Zhengxun did not stay here for too long. After reading it a few times, I left. In the practice room, the four girls stopped dancing almost at the same time. Extremely tacit understanding scattered around drinking water to rest.

"Chulong...Am I right?" Jin HyunA said quietly as she approached Park Chulong.

Park Chulong was startled: "What?"

"With one more person, his attention has increased significantly. Recently, the frequency of his attention to our practice is higher than before."

Park Chulong lowered his head, not knowing how to answer.

She felt that the president's attention should be a legitimate reason, because their debut day was getting closer and closer, and the president's casualness was obviously unreasonable. But HyunA attributed the reason to men and women, and she couldn't refute it either. Who's to say there's no impact here?

Looking at Kim HyunA's thoughtful eyes. Park Chulong sighed: "What do you want to do, Hyuna... Selling Minya or Suzy this time?"

Kim HyunA blinked: "How can you say it's a sale? You're pretty happy now, aren't you?"

"Yes, I like him." Park Chulong admitted calmly, and then shook his head: "But he should object to what you did."

Kim HyunA narrowed her eyes: "Yes. How long have you been with him... You really know him better than I do. It's strange."

Park Chulong sighed: "Because we stand from different angles, I still think I'm in love, you've regarded yourself as a mistress for a long time. But what's the point, it won't take long, I'll be with you after all no difference."

Kim HyunA also sighed, and the two were silent together.

An Zhengxun took his secretary off work early and returned to the villa.

As soon as he walked in the door, he felt a completely different atmosphere than usual. All the servants were driven away. Song Hye Kyo was leaning on the sofa to watch TV, Lee Hyori Sung Yuri was leaning against the upstairs corridor chatting, and Jun Ji Hyun was watching with a stack of materials. Son Ye-jin and Ha Ji-won sat cross-legged, as if they were talking about some entertainment-related topics. Han Jiaren came out of the kitchen as if to fetch something, saw him, smiled slightly, and entered the kitchen again.

Seems normal...if they're wearing clothes.

Uncovered conference... An Zhengxun's eyes were full of white flowers and snow, and he couldn't even move when he stood there.

Yoo In Na patted her head and stepped back a little shyly. Song Hye Kyo didn't raise her eyes on the sofa, and said casually, "Inna come and sit with me, this TV is boring."

Yoo In Na smiled wryly. Standing outside the door and bowing his head for a long time, he finally sighed and walked in. walk aside. He took off his shirt on one side. Then he sat next to Song Hye Kyo and took off his skirt, shook his head and said, "Which senior's idea is this too powerful..."

Song Hye Kyo turned over. Resting her head on Yoo In Na's snow-white lap, she replied casually, "The result of a collective study."

Liu Renna glanced at An Zhengxun who was standing at the door, and chuckled, "He has become a sculpture."

Song Hye Kyo said lightly: "The artistic statues in ancient Rome are all without clothes. He is not artistic enough."

The statue finally moved.

An Zhengxun threw off his shoes, walked in, shook his head and said, "You guys are too crazy."

Quan Zhixian, who had been looking down at the material, raised his head: "Don't you like it?"

An Zhengxun twitched the corners of his mouth, and finally admitted sullenly: "I like it."

He Zhiyuan interjected over there: "I originally suggested that a layer of veil might be better, but I couldn't find that many in a while."

An Zhengxun began to undress: "Yes, that works absolutely well."

He disarmed, the women stopped what they were doing, and they turned around and looked over. An Zhengxun sighed and said, "I always feel that it's not that I arrived in the Country of Fragrance, but that a lamb has entered a pack of wolves, surrounded by lustrous eyes."

All the women laughed: "It's good to understand."

An Zhengxun smiled and said, "No wonder I heard people say that the monogamy system protects men."

Song Hye Kyo couldn't help laughing, "Do you still dare to play with women?"

"..." An Zhengxun touched his nose.

"Anyway, if you don't satisfy everyone today, don't even think about running away."

An Zhengxun stretched his back, stood up and held the one-pole thing upright: "An Zhengxun is here, who dares to fight to the death first?"

No one pays attention to him.

An Zhengxun scratched his head and staggered into the kitchen.

Han Ga-in is cooking. Seeing him come in, he smiled and said, "Don't start with me, do you want to eat?"

An Zhengxun hugged her from behind and said softly, "How could you be willing?"

Han Jiaren stopped the shovel and replied in a low voice, "Why wouldn't I? I'm even a pioneer."

An Zhengxun was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed: "Since he is a pioneer... what else are you going to cook?"

Han Jiaren closed her eyes. Soon he felt a slightly rough force lift himself up, and the huge scorching heat penetrated from bottom to top without stopping.

Han Jiaren gritted her teeth. In a trance, she felt the sense of control in his bones, the strong desire to conquer, and the strong conquest that did not care about pity on the night when she first met him.

She hadn't felt his strength for a long time, and for some reason, she felt a faint nostalgia. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

Isn't it a bit cheap? She asked herself secretly, but couldn't find an answer.

An Zhengxun hugged Han Jiaren and moved up and down as he slowly walked out of the kitchen. The girls watched the movements of the two of them calmly, but did not speak.

Walking to Quan Zhixian's side, An Zhengxun stopped. Quan Zhixian stuffed the materials for "Little Night Knife" into the bag again, and took out something from the bag, stood up, and hugged Han Jiaren's Beilei on her chest.

An Zhengxun's eyes fell on Quan Zhixian's hands, his eyes narrowed slightly. It was a woman's tool, about the same size as his... He knew instantly how the women wanted to play.

After a few seconds, he slowly pulled away from Han Jiaren's body and quickly rushed into the passage behind. The thing in Quan Zhixian's hand immediately replaced his original position. Han Jiaren raised her swan-like snow-white neck and panted absentmindedly. Quan Zhixian kissed her lips and slowly put the other end of the tool into her body.

The battle was thus brought to a close, immediately and unsurprisingly. (To be continued)

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