Chapter 462: Taeyeon's Happiness
"I don't have to take off my pants, and I don't get hurt, I just move my muscles. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Park Ji-hoon said with a slightly embarrassed face when he heard Taeyeon's words.
"I'm not shy, what's so shy about you?" Taeyeon pouted, "And besides, it's not for you to strip naked, why are you squirming like this!" What's more, she and Park Ji-hoon have been dating for two years, and they haven't broken through the last step.
"I just don't think it's necessary. Park Ji-hoon said with a wry smile.
"Do you want me to take it off for you?" Taeyeon asked, tilting her head.
"You go out first. Park Ji-hoon reluctantly compromised.
Taeyeon grinned and turned to walk out of the bedroom. However, at the moment when the door was about to close, she pushed it again and probed in.
However, Park Ji-hoon seemed to have expected her to do this, and looked at the door motionlessly.
"Hehe......" was caught, and Taeyeon smiled and explained, "The slippers are off." β
"Isn't there still slippers? are you wearing mine, is it convenient?" asked Park Ji-hoon, twitching the corner of his mouth. Of course, I understand Taeyeon's thoughts, but there is no need to find inconvenience for myself.
"It's good. Taeyeon stuck out her tongue, retracted her head, and closed the door.
"Heyβ" Park Ji-hoon sighed softly this time. I've tried hard not to think about the past, but how can I not think about it?
I finally pressed the ripples in my heart, got up and changed into a pair of sports shorts, which are the kind I wear when I run long-distance, short and comfortable, and Park Min-ah bought a few for him when she bought them.
"That's it!" He beckoned Taeyeon in.
When you come back in. Taeyeon has changed into pajamas and pajamas. First, he closed the window tightly, then came to the bed, looked at Park Ji-hoon who was lying on the bed with a document, and asked, "Don't you light a cigarette?" Knowing that he had failed to quit smoking twice, this may be the only thing he failed to do.
"No smoking at home. Park Ji-hoon lay on the pillow, looked at the documents, and said. These documents must be read tonight, and there is a reason why I didn't stay more than Krystal and Song Qian before. I just didn't expect it. Taeyeon and Tiffany will offer to stay.
"Oh. Taeyeon answered, stood beside him, looked at him for a moment, and muttered, "Where to start?"
"Do you have a massage or do you want to do something?" Park Ji-hoon twitched the corners of his mouth and asked with a smile.
"Massage!" Taeyeon said sensibly, "what do you want me to do?"
"Just press it. Park Ji-hoon said. I was a little anxious, there were still a lot of documents, and I had already delayed a lot of time before. However, it was not shown on the face, not for anything else. Just now Taeyeon asked herself if she wanted to smoke. She is sensitive to the smell of smoke and has never allowed herself to smoke in front of her before.
"How did Min-ah press it?" Taeyeon asked.
"Shoulders, neck, back, waist...... Well. That's all. Park Ji-hoon said.
"Shoulder ......first," Taeyeon pouted, then muttered as she reached out and pressed one of his shoulders with a slight force. After he said "waist" just now, he obviously didn't get enough of it, and he still didn't think of himself as before.
"More strength. Park Ji-hoon said. Not long after taking a shower, Taeyeon's hands are warm and have a bit of a fleshy feeling, plus the softness of a woman, and it is very comfortable to pinch on her shoulder. However, as if she was afraid of hurting herself, she used very little strength.
"What about that?" Taeyeon asked as she slowly increased her pressure.
"That's it. Park Ji-hoon didn't ask too much, and after feeling that it was about the same, he stopped talking and focused on the document again.
It's hard!
Taeyeon only felt that his shoulders were stiff, as if he had been doing farm work for a week, and had to massage him with both hands.
After pressing the right shoulder, switch to the left shoulder.
It's just that because I'm standing on the edge of the bed, I have to lean over, which is very awkward. This wasn't the kind of single cot, Taeyeon just pressed it twice and felt his arm sore, so she simply kicked off her slippers and climbed into bed.
Park Ji-hoon didn't say anything, still staring at the document in front of him.
Seeing this, Taeyeon puffed out her mouth and straddled him instead. Such a posture is undoubtedly the most effortless, and Park Ji-hoon still didn't say anything, or rather, he didn't care.
After a while, Taeyeon's breath began to thicken, and a fine layer of sweat oozed from the tip of her nose, and she shook her hand from time to time. My hands were sore and sore, and it wasn't even 10 minutes - well, maybe five or six minutes!
"Oppa, how long does Min-ah usually give you a massage?" Taeyeon asked, a little lazy for a while, pinching each other's hands at the position of the tiger's mouth.
"Half an hour. It took nearly three seconds for Park Ji-hoon to speak. After finishing speaking, he suddenly heard Taeyeon's suppressed and low gasps, and instantly understood, and said, "Okay, it's okay." β
"How much has it been?" Taeyeon said stubbornly. The stubbornness of the little guy came up.
Minya could only hold on for a few minutes at first, but then she slowly got used to it and mastered the skills to last for half an hour. Park Ji-hoon comforted her.
"Oh. Taeyeon's expression eased slightly, and she said, "For a while." β
"Don't force it. After Park Ji-hoon admonished him, he said no more.
"OPPA, these documents must be read?" Taeyeon asked, reacting suddenly.
"Hmm. Park Ji-hoon replied and said, "There will be a meeting tomorrow to discuss this." β
"Oh. Taeyeon stopped bothering him.
Massage, the main thing is to use the strength of the hands, and it is really difficult for inexperienced people to stick to it. After a few more minutes, Taeyeon began to rub his entire palm for him, and after a few more minutes, he began to massage and rest for a while, panting and sweating.
When Park Ji-hoon focuses on one thing, he tends to ignore everything around him and be unaware of Taeyeon's movements.
Until he inadvertently moved his arm, suddenly realized that he had touched something, and instinctively turned his head to look. His face turned dark. He turned his head to look at the other side again. Rather annoyed, he exclaimed, "Ahhhh
What he touched was Taeyeon's feet!
He was really tired, and his kneeling legs began to ache, so Taeyeon sat on his waist again, with his legs stretched out, and his feet were right on either side of his head.
"It's tasteless. Taeyeon shook her feet and said, "Don't you believe you've heard it?"
Park Ji-hoon's face darkened again. said, "Okay, no need for a massage, you go and see, Pani should almost finish taking a shower." β
"I haven't massaged my legs yet!" Taeyeon said, shaking her head.
"Turn around!" Park Ji-hoon didn't refuse, but twitched lightly on her feet with the back of his hand and shouted.
"Yesβ" Taeyeon turned around and began to help him knead his legs.
Start with the thighs.
It's not as strong as you think, but on the contrary, the calf muscles are hard and almost difficult to press.
Taeyeon struggled to finish the massage, and then. Panting for air, he pulled down the blanket that was covering his waist and hips. I'm going to help him massage his waist.
"Bang bang bang ......" At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
After Tiffany takes a shower, she suddenly finds that she seems to have forgotten! There is no Taeyeon in the living room or guest room, and she can only come to the outside of Park Ji-hoon's bedroom.
He had been standing at the door for a moment, hesitating to knock. After half a minute of hesitation, the decision was made.
"Enter. Taeyeon hurriedly shouted.
However, Park Ji-hoon has also been awakened and looks sideways.
βoppaγ Tiffany came in, glanced at the two of them quickly, and then exclaimed hesitantly.
Park Ji-hoon was naked, with only a blanket between his waist and hips, lying on the bed with a document in front of him, and Taeyeon was kneeling on the inside of the bed, next to Park Ji-hoon's body, looking very tired and not knowing what he was just doing.
"I'm giving him a massage. Without waiting for Park Ji-hoon to speak, Taeyeon hurriedly explained, "He's the same as Yoo-ri, no, it should be worse than Yoo-ri!"
It's a bit messy, but Tiffany understands what Taeyeon means. In the dormitory, Yuli's "sequelae" is also very serious, and she has become lazier than Jessica, and she has helped her massage twice.
By the way, Park Min-ah is not here these days!
"I'm so tired!" Taeyeon said to Tiffany as she raised her arms, straight as zombies, her hands hanging weakly, "My hands and arms are sore!"
"What's the use of you talking to me?" said Tiffany, jokingly.
"It's too much of a hindrance!" Taeyeon blinked unwillingly after hearing this, and suddenly pulled the blanket that Park Ji-hoon was covering his waist.
"Ahh
"Hey......" Taeyeon smirked.
Unexpectedly, Park Ji-hoon suddenly got up.
Taeyeon was startled, quickly stood up, and fled into the bed.
Tiffany is looking forward to Park Ji-hoon's punishment for her.
However, Park Ji-hoon just got up and put on his pajamas and jacket, and then sat at the head of the bed, with a little sleepiness on his face, and said to the two: "Okay, you guys go to sleep." β
"Why don't I help you step on your back?" Tiffany didn't speak, but Taeyeon suddenly came up with a ghost idea.
"Hurry up and go to bed!" Park Ji-hoon rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, suddenly made a blank face, and scolded, "I still want to go to bed early after reading the documents!"
Taeyeon pouts and jumps out of bed.
"Good night. β
After the two left, quiet returned to the bedroom, and Park Ji-hoon sat back down at the computer desk, carefully studying the documents word by word.
After some time, the door was quietly pushed open, and a smaller figure slipped in.
Park Ji-hoon propped himself on the table with one hand, holding his forehead and cheeks, leaning slightly, all his mind focused on the documents, and he didn't notice the arrival of the figure at all.
The figure didn't speak, but quietly climbed onto the bed, sat cross-legged, supported his cheek with one hand, and looked at him quietly.
Needless to say, it's Taeyeon, of course.
I have been looking forward to it for a long time, and it is also a kind of happiness to watch him work quietly like this. There was also a massage for him before, which was also a kind of happiness when he was tired.
Time passed little by little, and neither of them showed signs of moving. (To be continued.) )