"Thanks for your hard work."

"Seungchan, I'll hand over the shift, you can leave first."

The radio writer looked at Park Tae-yeon and smiled.

“Not used.”

"Let's go, let's go, I'll send Taeyeon every day, just because we don't know."

Kim Taeyeon, who took the car key and walked to the door, paused, her face turned red and she didn't turn around and lowered her head and walked away quickly.

"Stop the way."

"I know the way, let's go, I'll take the shift today."

"oh."

After thinking about it, he was not pretentious. He nodded and left the broadcast room. When he walked to the elevator, he saw Kim Taeyeon stretching his hands out of sight, stretching his body with his mouth wide open and breathing.

“Have you been tired lately?”

Kim Taeyeon glanced at him, but didn't care about her bad image. She put down her hands indifferently and threw the keys upwards.

Park Tae-yeon took the key, looked at Kim Tae-yeon who ignored him, and turned around to wait for the elevator.

It has been more than half a month since they returned to Seoul from the Magic City. The two of them have become very fast. Kim Taeyeon no longer has the feeling of pretending to be in front of him before, and everything has become casual.

Yes, he felt that it was really a lot more casual. In the past, Kim Taeyeon always cared about her own image in front of him, either pretending to be cute or pretending to be a lady.

Now she has made Park Tae-yeon more familiar. That familiarity is to return to his trainee period. As a trainee, he was with her, of course, not including the state in Beijing.

"Ding~!"

The two walked into the elevator.

"I'm so exhausted recently. I want to run an OST itinerary and film "factorygirl"?"

"What girl?"

Park Tae-young looked confused, he had never heard of this show.

"The program that works with Ellegirl magazine is considered a group variety show."

He continued to maintain his confusing expression, and Kim Taeyeon turned around and looked at him, chuckling.

"Don't you know? Women's Fashion Magazine."

"Oh, I don't know."

"Your clothes are all trendy brands, and they feel very fashionable. I thought you were following the fashion circle."

"bite!"

The elevator door opened and Kim Taeyeon took the lead and walked forward.

Park Tae-yeon looked at her back behind her and took steps to follow.

"Oh, my family bought all the clothes. My aunt used to be, and now my sister."

"Oh, is your sister in high school? When will she bring her out to meet?" Kim Taeyeon stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers.

"Ah? She is afraid of being alive, the little guy is very homesome."

Park Tae-yeon talks about him.

"Is that so? Is your sister beautiful? Do you have any photos to show me?"

Kim Taeyeon thought of something and directly smiled and reached out to take Park Tae-yeon's trouser pocket.

"Oh, don't touch it, there are no photos."

Park Tae-yeon was nervous for a moment and hurriedly held her hand.

Kim Taeyeon's eyes were shiny, and she lowered her head and bit his arm.

"You are a dog, why are you biting people randomly?"

"Martial Arts Club."

Kim Taeyeon's vague answer.

Park Tae-yeon let go of her phone, took it and let it go. Kim Tae-yeon let go, raised his eyebrows lightly, stretched out his little hand and pushed down his glasses.

It’s not Wednesday’s TV station, she is getting more and more casual in dressing. Sometimes she just takes off makeup and comes to work with glasses.

"Ding ~!"

Park Tae-yeon got into the car and pulled out the safety belt. He looked at Kim Tae-yeon, who was constantly pressing his cell phone in front of the station.

"Go away, get in the car."

Kim Taeyeon came back to her senses and quickly got into the car and pulled the safety belt.

"What's the password?"

She had tried all the girls' birthdays and turned her head to stare at Park Tae-yeon.

"What are you looking at? Don't you know how to respect other people's privacy?"

He muttered dissatisfied when he started to start the car. When Kim Taeyeon heard this, he took out her cell phone and quickly pressed the password and handed it to Park Tae-yeon.

"Switch it and see."

Park Tae-yeon secretly glanced at her pressing the same password as him, and turned around and looked at the road seriously.

"Stop messing around, drive."

"Don't you really don't watch it? There are all people in our group without makeup."

Kim Taeyeon still didn't give up and guessed the password with her head tilted.

"What's the point of viewing? It's not Sika's phone."

"What did you say? Whose phone?" Kim Taeyeon turned her head and stared at him muttering softly, as if she had heard Sika's name.

"nothing."

Kim Taeyeon first turned around in confusion, and suddenly remembered something. She turned around and peeked at him. Bad guy, he knew Sika's habit of secretly filming?

Park Tae-yeon was driving, and his attention was secretly watching her who kept trying her passwords.

"Okay, I'll lock it up if I continue. Will I not use it tonight?"

After reading the next time, it took 10 minutes to enter, she gave up and threw the next phone.

"By the way, you have appeared on that show, and it will be broadcast on the 8th next month."

"What?"

Kim Taeyeon pouted.

"Jiangren Oppa, who took the DVD to shoot me that day, said, "What did you say to record our fashion sense."

Park Tae-yeon was silent.

"You are pretending to be fake again. You don't wear high heels normally. That day, and you still pretend that you don't know how to shoot."

"Ah, what is pretending? I was pretty and cute, right? Wasn't that day?"

"Beautiful, you're not beautiful one day."

"Do you know why I don't wear high heels?"

Kim Taeyeon raised her glasses and looked at Park Tae-yeon with her mouth tilted.

“Isn’t it for comfort?”

Kim Taeyeon stretched out a finger and shook it.

"Hmph, it's to take care of you."

"Why?"

"Wearing high heels, I find that with you, hi, you know."

Park Tae-young looked dark.

"Hey, your head."

Even if he wears high heels, it is not much like Yoona. I don’t know what he is proud of. Park Tae-yeon looked at himself in the reflector with resentment. How many years will it take for him to grow taller.

Even if she stands on tiptoe, she will not be able to kiss him if she doesn't cooperate and bow her head. She thinks maliciously that this little dwarf dares to tease his height.

"What do you think of my lips? It's cracked?"

Kim Taeyeon pulled over and looked in the mirror, then looked up and saw his panicked eyes.

"The street lights are coming, drive."

Park Tae-yeon raised his hand and touched his nose and felt embarrassed.

Kim Taeyeon smiled wickedly, took her cell phone and started fiddling with her.

"Ding Dong."
To be continued...