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"Cough cough--" A cough sound was made on purpose. After the startle and the startle Hwang Mi-young and Kim Taeyeon separated in panic, Jung Soo-yeon walked down from the second floor slowly.

Kim Taeyeon and Wong Mi-young pressed their hands on their knees in unison, sat on the sofa with restraint, and their hearts were thumping. They were not sure whether Jeremy Song-yeon had heard their conversation just now. Now the two girls only had one idea in their mind - if Sika knew about it in this way, she would be dead...

Well, Kim Taeyeon and Hwang Mi-young completely miscalculated Jessie Jeon's reaction. Knowing that all this not only did not burst out instantly as they thought, but she was still a little worried, unwilling to let them see that she was just aside and deliberately pretended to have just come down from the second floor.

"Is the house a little dry? Is the humidifier broken?" Jung Soo-yeon sat opposite the two girls in a pretentious manner, with no worry on her face.

"It shouldn't be there, Pani, go and have a look--" Kim Taeyeon took the opportunity to push Huang Mi-young. In order to prevent her from accidentally letting go, she wisely chose to send her away from here.

"Oh." Huang Meiying nodded, got up obediently, and walked slowly towards a corner of the living room where the humidifier was placed.

"What are you two doing just now?" Jung Soo-yeon spoke lightly.

"I'm not doing anything, I just got up." Kim Taeyeon waved her hand, then turned her eyes and pressed her hands on her soft belly. "Ah, I suddenly feel hungry and want to eat. Did Sika eat it?"

"No, don't be hungry." Jung Soo-yeon shook her head. The corner of her mouth curled up slightly, "If you are hungry, go and make some food. Oppa doesn't know where to go now, and you haven't made lunch."

"Oh. OK." Nodded, Kim Taeyeon immediately stood up and walked straight to the kitchen. He also pulled Huang Mi-young who had just walked back. He heard from Xika, he probably got off just now, right? Kim Taeyeon felt lucky.

"..." Seeing Kim Taeyeon and Hwang Mi-young quickly disappear from their sight, Jung Soo-yeon chuckled and shook her head. Taeyeon, as Pani said, what do you have to worry about? You didn't do anything wrong. You, it's just that your sister is too burdened. But you are really brave, and I think about it. I really don't have the courage...

“ohohohoh——”

When Jung Soo-yeon was in a daze, the cell phone she placed on the coffee table rang. She grabbed the phone and looked at the caller ID. Jung Soo-yeon was slightly stunned and then answered the phone.

"elder sister"

As soon as she pressed the switch button, a sweet female voice mixed with countless waves came out of the phone. Jessica Jung frowned slightly. The phone was slightly away from her ears. After the female voice fell completely, she took the phone closer: "Crystal, is there anything wrong?"

"Sister, don't be so cold." The voice on the other side of the phone suddenly became low. It seemed like I was deeply wronged, "Can't you call my sister if you have nothing to do? I miss my sister."

"Oh. I miss you too, Crystal, then I'll go home tonight. I'll see you when the time comes, I'll be hung up-"

"No, no, no, no, no—" Zheng Xiujing on the other side of the phone grinned cutely and hurriedly stopped Zheng Xiuyan, "Sister, there is a little bit of a problem."

"Tell me." The corners of your mouth raised, and a slightly smug smile appeared on Jessica Jung's face. Little girl, can you hide your little tricks from me? When did you call me specifically when you are fine?

"Sister, can I practice with you?"

"Hmm? What's going on?"

"Sister, you know, I used the practice room of the sisters of Zhixi, the sky, but they have returned to Korea these days, so the practice room is useless. Doesn't my sister's house have a practice room? Will I come here to practice for a few days?"

"...Why are you suddenly so serious?"

"Ah—that—it should be. Only by working hard can you make your debut early."

"...Okay." After a moment of silence, Jessica Jung nodded. Although she was 100% sure that the little girl's excuse just now had no authenticity, she didn't know what happened. However, since she came here to practice, she would throw her on the third floor, so she and everyone could teach her.

"Oh, by the way, sister, you know, several of us, and Shirley and Sister Qian--"

"Oh, let's come together." Jung Soo-yeon nodded. Her sister and trainee friends counted her fingers, and she brought them all back home. Jung Soo-yeon naturally met. Choi Sulli, who is the same age as Jung Soo-jing, and Song Qian, a Chinese man who is a little older than her, also have a good relationship with her. By the way, I can teach them.

"Hehe, then sister will open the door for us."

"Hmm?" Jung Soo-yeon was stunned, subconsciously looked at the closed door, and then slowly grew up, "You guys are here, are you?"

"Yes! Sister doesn't welcome us?"

"Terror first and then play, it's really your style..." He sighed softly, and Jung Soo-yeon hung up the store phone, stood up and opened the door of the room.

As soon as the door of "Sister" opened, a sound of sweetness was definitely not less than that of the time I just called, and it came directly from the other side of the door. Immediately afterwards, the sister Jessica Jung, who was no less tall than her, plunged into her arms. She staggered back two steps, and Jessica Jung almost sat directly on the ground.

"Sika, I'm disturbing." Song Qian, who followed Zheng Xiujing into the door, nodded apologetically to Zheng Xiuyan, but she was soon pushed aside by Choi Sulli who was squeezed in from behind.

"Wow, it's true that it's the same as on TV. It's so beautiful." Cui Xueli squeezed into the villa, crossed directly over the Zheng sisters who were holding each other barely standing, and looked around curiously in the living room.

"Welcome." He pulled Zheng Xiujing off her body, and Zheng Xiuyan glanced at Song Qian and said lightly.

"Thank you." Song Qian was very polite, but she was a little restrained. Maybe it was because of traditional Chinese thought, after all, she was not familiar with Girls' Generation.

"It's still the sofa here for my sister, it's comfortable." Zheng Xiujing was pulled off from her body by Zheng Xiuyan, but she was not unhappy. Instead, she ran to the sofa with enthusiasm and sat down heavily. Her whole body fell deeply into the soft sofa, and Zheng Xiujing hummed comfortably.

"Crystal, aren't you going to practice?" Jung Soo-yeon raised her eyebrows, walked behind Jung Soo-kym, and rubbed her head.

"Wait, I haven't eaten yet, and I'm very hungry--" Zheng Xiujing pouted, leaned her body to the sofa, and covered her belly exaggeratedly.

"..." Zheng Xiuyan looked down at Zheng Xiujing who was lying on the sofa with a condescending look. She opened her mouth several times to say a few words, but she was unable to make up her mind. Song Qian, who held all this in her eyes, felt a headache for Zheng Xiuyan to have such a helpless sister, and she couldn't help but feel happy for Zheng Xiujing to have a sister like Zheng Xiuyan. If she had such an older sister, alas...

"...Who is hungry? Just try my skills." At this moment, a crisp and pleasant voice came from the kitchen, and then a cute little head with a white chef's hat stretched out from the door frame, "Ah, the guest is here--" Please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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