My girlfriend is an idol

Now the little cutie he had kept for twenty years was seen cleanly by the man in front of him, Wendy clutched his chest and forced his breathing to become much more stable.

The girl glanced over her head, but looked at his face with the corner of her eye, but the look in Li Xianzhe's eyes just now was a little bit gratifying.

I have been deliberately keeping a distance from me before. After all, he still feels towards me... Seeing her back on her cheek, it took a long time for Li Xianzhe to speak again.

"Does it hurt?"

"what?"

"I ran over like that just now, wearing slippers. Doesn't the sole hurt?"

Li Xianzhe bent down to pick up the guitar on the ground and put it on his back. He thought a little, but fortunately took off his shoes. "Put it on and I will send you back."

Looking at the men's leather shoes that were much larger than his own feet, Wendy pursed his mouth and almost wanted to laugh. I have heard people say that couples exchange shoes with each other.

However, those boys are wearing the high heels of their girlfriends. The starting point is naturally to reduce the soreness on the soles of their girlfriends.

Although it was funny, the touch was followed closely. Wendy put his hand on Li Xianzhe's arm very naturally and stuffed his soles into Li Xianzhe's shoes.

It was very warm, which reminded her of when she was young, that she often went out to play in her Abba's oversized shoes.

"Your shoes are almost the same as my dad... I was like a crazy kid when I was a kid. Oh, Mom always said that I'm not like a girl."

Wendy lowered her head and tried the shoes carefully. Even the insoles were soft, which made her feel a lot less pain on the soles of her feet.

I completely forgot that when she muttered casually, Li Xianzhe's expression instantly froze, but the adjustment that was hidden by him was very high, and his previous look was restored.

"You haven't answered my question yet? Why did you leave just now?"

Thinking that Li Xianzhe wanted to change the subject, Wendy raised her head with a small face. She even felt that the song "The Rose" had been played at a super long level. As a result, Li Xianzhe ran away before she finished singing?

Is he avoiding himself?

Li Xianzhe smiled gently, "I'm just a little tired. After listening to your singing, I feel like sleeping."

If someone else said that, Wendy would probably be pissed off. A wish song was said to be a lullaby.

But she saw the deep exhaustion in Li Xianzhe's eyes, and the resentment in her heart had long since cleared away.

"Tired?" Wendy asked so cautiously that he only wore one shoe.

"Actually nothing..."

Under the dark night sky, Li Xianzhe looked at the distance in a daze, and sighed after a few seconds of relaxation.

"This song has been sung by many people. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most classic wedding song. When I was a kid, he would sing this song on the anniversary of Abba and Mom. Mom listen..."

"Master...mother?" Wendy's expression changed, and his original vigor instantly weakened.

When Li Xianzhe’s mother passed away, it was considered a major event within S..M. All the artists thought of this woman in their own way, even if they had never met, but because she was Li Xiuman’s wife.

"I remember, I never took the initiative to bring up my family matters in front of you? Although you all know that I am Li Xiuman, Abu Ji..."

Seeing Wendy shrinking his neck and looking guilty, he stretched out his hand to cover her face and stroked it gently.

Very soft ~ like a baby...

"As long as I can remember, I Abu Ji founded s..m. I rarely see him at home every day. In the words of oh mother, at that time, he only thought about how to make the company make more money. A lot of money, because HOT has exceeded expectations and increased his ambition..."

Under Li Xianzhe's plain tone of description, Wendy didn't realize that his body was already shaking.

In the dark corner behind the two, a figure leaned against the corner with his mouth in his mouth, trying to suppress his crying.

Lacking the love of his father, his mother is just a traditional Korean woman, afraid of her husband, and is forced by her father to take training classes every day. All the rich children report on him.

As for going out to play, it doesn't exist, unless it is going to Yu Dingyan's house.

Dare to resist, what greeted him was Li Xiuman's slap, and it was also about confinement... In a small room less than three square meters, there was only one window.

In the later rebellious period, these life made him very impulsive. Compared with Li Xiuman, he went to the army and became milder after returning.

This is his Li Xianzhe, oh no, Li Taekui's past.

Many fathers and sons are embarrassed to get along because of Korea's morbid class system, few people dare to joke with the elders in the family, or even yell at them.

For Li Taikui in the past, in fact, he was eager to get Li Xiuman's approval in his heart, even if he said, "I deserve to be Li Xiuman's son," he would be willing to attend any training class.

So now he is working so hard, just to get rid of the negative emotions left by Li Taekyu as much as possible, making Li Xianzhe more perfect.

"Miane...I~" Wendy was turned upside down by the fragility he suddenly showed, and tears were about to appear in his anxious eyes.

"Speaking of which, we Chenghuan sings really well. It's a pity that we can't speak solo like this."

Li Xianzhe lifted his fingers and wiped a tear from the corner of Wendy's eye comfortingly.

"If you like, I can sing it to you often in the future."

Wendy held his hand, as if she didn't want the warmth to leave her cheek, and she completely forgot the flip-flop with her other foot just about to leave her.

I don't know if I don't adapt to the heels of these men's leather shoes, and if I fail to stand still, my legs seem to lose strength.

"Prabhu... you have to step on the middle of the shoe, not on both sides..."

Li Xianzhe was holding her wrist. The height difference between the two looked like an adult teaching a large child to wear shoes.

"Is the song that I sing really so nice?..."

Wendy raised her head. The hands of the two joined together at some point. The scene was a bit like a ballroom dance.

"It sounds good, because your voice was kissed by an angel."

Li Xianzhe lowered his head, the faint breath sprayed on each other's faces, and the two of them sounded in sync with the past, and for a while they forgot to pull their hands.

In such a weird stare, Li Xianzhe couldn't help taking a few breaths of the fragrance from the girl's body as his eyes fell on Wendy's pink lips.

Feeling something different in his eyes, Wendy gently pressed it, his eyes were as bright as crystals after being filled with tears.

"Does it look good?"

Until this moment, she really liked this look, and this exclusive sense of "only around me" made Wendy's tone full of charm.

"good looking...."

Li Xianzhe lowered his eyes, swallowed secretly, and stuck his head tentatively.

Wendy raised her pretty face slightly, staring at the tip of his nose, and a pair of feet slowly rose from the shoes, seeming to want to respond, their noses pressed together, and their lips slowly Cover each other.

"Huh~"

The last time I just kissed him on the side of the cheek, the same kiss gave Wendy a completely different feeling this time.