“…I kissed a girl and I liked it,The taste of her cherry chastick,I kissed a girl just to try it…”

A silver convertible sports car drove quickly on the way to Paris. Kim Xia-yeon wore a pair of wide sunglasses to cover her little face, and even in such a low temperature, it opened the ceiling.

Following the influence, humming Katie Perry's song, his body swayed from side to side, and his car speed had reached 180.

Suddenly, the link on the phone in the car showed a click in. My little hand flicked from the dashboard and put on Bluetooth to connect the phone.

"Oh, what's Nicky?"

Park Tae-yeon, opposite the phone, spoke quickly with excitement: "Oh, if you want to go out, tell me, you drive away, what should I do? How can I go to the club?"

"Oh, didn't I tell you that I'm going out?" Kim Xia-yeon began to pretend to be stupid. "What should you do now? Have you found the car now?"

"Forget it, I asked Zhijingnu to pick me up. Where are you going? Are you not watching my game?"

Kim Xia-yeon covered her mouth to prevent her from laughing out loud, and she could hear a little disappointment from his tone.

"Oh, do you have a game today? I went shopping in Paris and didn't have clothes to go out."

"You have prepared it and don't want to talk to you. Drive slowly and be careful."

Listening to his caring words, Kim Ha-yeon didn't care whether he could see it or not. Her little head dripped and her feet naturally relaxed a little accelerator.

"It's still early, I'll come back to see you for the competition, I just died like this! I'll enter the tunnel right away."

"Yeah! I won't say it."

When the phone hung up, Kim Ha-yeon's mouth was proudly raised and she shook her head gently. This Ni Jiang couldn't do without her.

The convertible, which had dropped to 160, continued to speed up on the highway, and soon entered the English Channel Tunnel.

At this time, at her destination, Charles de Gaulle International Airport in Paris, Kim Taeyeon was wearing a black dress, holding her cell phone and walking around gently.

"Oh, sit for a while, it makes me feel uncomfortable."

Jessica Jung, wearing sunglasses and sitting cross-legged on the ground, raised her head and looked at her.

Kim Taeyeon put down her cell phone with her lips and walked to her side and squatted down.

"Xiaoxiao, some fans watched it, and then they thought you were not in harmony with me."

Kim Taeyeon was stunned when she heard this, quickly turned her head and waved her hands at the fans downstairs. Today, a group of Korean pop idols were flying to Paris. Tomorrow, February 8th, it will be the overseas recording of Music Bank Paris Station.

"What's wrong?" Because there are so many idols coming, a large number of fans come to pick them up, so the airport is now arranging where to go to prevent chaos, so the girls are waiting for notification here.

Looking at Jessie Jung's cool look and asked, Kim Taeyeon bulged her mouth.

"My sister said she would treat me to dinner, but she couldn't call her."

Hearing this, Zheng Xiuyan didn't know what she looked like under her sunglasses, but she just took her cell phone and looked at her and didn't know what she was thinking.

Kim Taeyeon lowered her head, hugged her knees with both hands, and her little hands still fiddled with her cell phone from time to time.

"Worried about Xiao Xiayan?"

While Pani, who was also squatting, leaned over to ask, Kim Taeyeon immediately pointed her head wildly.

"I can't get through Xia Yan's phone number, call him!" Zheng Xiuyan, who was fiddling with her phone, suddenly spoke.

"Ah?" Kim Taeyeon was not confused, she was just pretending to be stupid.

Pani nodded, "Ask him, he didn't come over together? The phone could not be reached?"

"He has a game." X2

Pani widened his eyes and looked at the two Thais who spoke at the same time.

"You fight yourself, let's see what I do." Jessie Jeon regretted going to the interface herself, but just subconsciously checked when he would be in the game.

Kim Taeyeon retracted her gaze to Jessica, spitted her tongue, and then said with a little complaining: "Yona didn't come, otherwise she would just let her hit her."

"Why? Why can't you hit yourself?" Pani spread his hands and couldn't understand this matter.

Kim Taeyeon slowly stood up and looked at Pani with confusion. Taeyeon didn't know how to speak, and secretly looked at Jessie Jung who didn't say anything.

"No, right? You don't have his phone number?" Pani saw that Kim Taeyeon didn't answer and began to make up for it.

"No, I have."

"Oh, I understand." Pani thought of something, clapped his hands and pointed at Kim Taeyeon: "Are you afraid of telling him, is he worried about Xia Yeon? It affects the game."

This time it was Kim Taeyeon's turn, and then she just smiled, walked towards the stairs to the side, leaned against the wall and stared at the fans downstairs in a daze.

Jessie Jeon glanced at Pani in sunglasses, and admired her imagination very much. Then she looked at Kim Taeyeon in confusion. Finally, she shook her head slightly and continued to look down at her phone.

Kim Taeyeon was stunned quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a while, he looked at Quan Yujun who was calling and asking, and thought for a while and asked.

"Oba, how long will we have to wait? Where did Yin Mooni get it?"

"We have to wait a little longer, and our second car will set off." Kwon Woo-jun put away his phone and replied to Kim Taeyeon. Seeing that she was fine, she thought about it and took two steps along the way.

"Sika, I've told you about your business."

"Yeah, thank you Oppa!"

Kim Taeyeon looked at it, but she didn't know what they were at the time. She was worried about her sister and didn't have time to pay attention to it. She held the phone in her hand and pressed the wall twice with her back.

Finally, I opened kakao and sent a message to ask.

[I can't get Xia Yan's phone number through, can you contact her?]

Without letting her wait, the news immediately recovered.

[I just talked to her and she went to Paris. Now she should be in the English Channel Tunnel. Where is the signal not very stable? You can try it after 10 to 20 minutes.]

Kim Taeyeon was relieved when she saw the reply, and directly sent a smiling expression over.

[It's 12 o'clock in Seoul? What's the matter with Xia Yan? I'm not in a hurry and I'll just tell her. You should go to bed early. According to Xiaoxian, it's time for skin regeneration.]

Kim Taeyeon tilted her head and looked at the new reply from her phone, frowned. It seemed that her sister didn't tell him that she was coming to Paris to see her.

[It's okay, I'll contact her myself later. Please trouble you.]

Seeing him sending the same smile expression he had just posted, Kim Taeyeon thought for a while and pursed her lips.

【Is there a competition today?】

[Yes, the last FA Cup tie was tied, today's playoff.]

Looking at the reply, I thought about the day before Seoul, and I thought of the day when he was singing on the stage that day, and my face turned red and I gently bit my lower lip.

【figthing!】

【It's over, I feel like I won't be able to play the ball today.】

Kim Taeyeon stares at 【???】

【Come on, I will be too proud.】

Smiled speechlessly [Will I withdraw?]

[No, you can't take it back after you say it. If you want to discuss it, you will have a sentence for every game in the future? It's best to have a voice.]

[Hmph, there is no next time, I won’t be chatting anymore, I’m going to be busy, you can prepare well.]

Park Tae-yeon returned with a big smile.
Chapter completed!