My girlfriend is an idol

"In this way, I suddenly feel that Zhixiao, you are willing to do that kind of thing for Obama, it's not that hard to say."

Lin Nalian raised her head to show a smile. "Perhaps from the moment we were involved with Oppa, the discriminatory gaze from the people around us, we couldn’t get rid of it, maybe we didn’t need to, but at least This will prove that we are much better than ordinary artists."

"How do you say it? Is it because of Obama's backing?"

"No, at least we don't need to be a tool to make money controlled by a brokerage company."

In the eyes of the agency, the essence of cultivating artists is to add a toy to themselves.

Customers are willing to pay for their purchases, and this is where they are called "commodity developers".

Many senior artists, even if they grow up to the existence that they can only look up to.

But still can't escape the company's control and dominance, this is also the saddest place for artists.

But Lin Nalian thought that they would not appear like this from now on, because there is someone who pays great attention to and cares about them all the time.

The luck that artists longed for was obtained by them who were not yet artists.

So in the end, Lin Nayeon asked if Park Zhihyo would care about others' eyes when he did those things for him.

Would you regret it is just looking for a post-dinner talk about information? To be honest, she herself is actually willing to do so.

"That said, and this kind of privilege that others don't have, we are already beginning to experience contact."

"So... you bought socks online again recently? What's it like this time?"

Suddenly mentioning this incident, Park Jihyo's still indifferent expression suddenly became twisted, obviously not denying it.

"That... it's ordinary flesh-colored stockings, I wore it for the first time.

I heard that many men like it, so I want to try it on and take a photo and send it to Obama..."

The cotton socks, elephant socks, boat socks, or fishnet socks before are actually worn by normal girls.

But the silk stockings gave Lin Nalian the feeling that she had crossed directly from a girl to an adult.

Although thinking about their debut in the future, the stylist will definitely let them wear a lot of weird stockings.

But at the moment, Lin Nalian was shocked by the sister's boldness, opened her mouth, and was in a daze for a long time before she spoke.

"Really...how many pairs did you buy? Give me one too."

"Wue? These are the socks I bought, why should I give you a pair."

Park Zhi effect refused, and Lin Nayeon saved a lot of money on the socks just by walking along with her.

"Oh, everyone is good sisters, don't be so stingy." Lin Nalian embarked on an emotional offensive cheeky.

"I heard that silk stockings have the function of thin legs, I haven't worn them either..."

"I think you don't want to be like me, put it on and then..." Park Zhihyo looked at this sister sideways.

"Don't think I don't know your careful thoughts."

"I will do mine and you will do yours. Everyone will not interfere with each other. I also want to repay Obama for his care for us during this period."

Lin Nalian wrinkled her little nose. "Moreover, I also want to test certain things. If you disagree, I will tell you about the affairs of Oppa."

"I'm worried that if you overplay, Ernie, you will..."

Park Zhixiao shook his head, and Lin Nayeon was just a joke in her opinion to say such harm.

Like this kind of behavior involving the bottom line, she can only scare people with her mouth, and it will degrade her character if she really breaks her mouth.

Maybe the other sisters would be interested, but Lin Nalian couldn't resist the fact that after she said things out, she had to meet nine pairs of mouths.

She can test if she wants to test, anyway, even this will not affect herself.

And speaking of it, this was not an act that made Lin Nalian lose something.

Beyond a wall behind her, a certain girl put her hand on the refrigerator.

Probably because of the distance, I listened to most of the conversation in the kitchen.

The girl instinctively lowered her head and looked at her feet on the floor, her face frequently showing a thoughtful look.

She has been standing here for several minutes since just now.

During the period, the unfinished leftovers were covered with plastic wrap and stuffed into the refrigerator. Therefore, although the conversation between the two people in the kitchen was intermittent, she also sorted out the general meaning clearly.

"Dahyun, why is there alone in a daze."

There was a dining table some distance from here, and everyone looked at her staring at the open refrigerator like a boss stone, and said casually.

"Huh?" Kim Da-hyun came back to his senses and pointed to the refrigerator naturally.

"I'm struggling with what to drink. Oppa left us too many drinks."

There is more than one refrigerator in Li Xianzhe's home, and they are distributed in different locations.

In the kitchen, two separate vegetarian foods such as fruits and vegetables are separately contained.

The other is like a freezer with various pieces of meat bought from the market and cut into many small pieces.

Every time they want to eat, just take it out and simply handle it.

This is also to facilitate these girls who are not proficient in cooking, so as not to accidentally happen when using the knife.

In addition, there is a refrigerator in the living room near the kitchen door.

It is very similar to the beverage freezers that are often seen in shopping malls, filled with hundreds of bottles from top to bottom.

From carbonated drinks, to sweet and sour teas, to yogurt, milk and juice, there are soda and mineral water at the bottom.

Li Xianzhe explained to them before he left.

If you drank the drinks in the freezer, you can go directly to the underground warehouse to carry a box and refill it yourself.

In the underground warehouse, there are also various Li Xianzhe's own wines.

"Then you can choose to close your eyes and choose whoever you click."

Momo made a suggestion that he thought was very reliable, which drew other people's eyes.

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome. Anyway, you have to drink it. You can drink this one this time and other things next time."

Yu Dingyeon swayed his long legs leisurely, a hand across Kim Da-hyun's face, and directly took out a bottle of fruit tea from the refrigerator.

"It's also said that, except for us, no one else robbed us."

Momo nodded without understanding, and then said, "Then...get me a bottle as long as it's not water."

"Got it." Kim Daxian nodded, and his hands moved quickly.

Holding all the drinks that follow everyone's taste in his arms, Bingbing placed on her chest, making the girl squint her eyes in excitement.

"Slap~"

After closing the freezer, Kim Da-hyun took a deep look at the kitchen and left as if nothing had happened.

"Unexpectedly, Oppa has such an unknown side."

The girl was lost in thought, her nostrils shrank unconsciously. As for what she was thinking, only she knew.