Peninsula: It’s just a dream, are you serious?

Chapter 125 Personal Experience
"Wow"

Water flowed continuously over Chen Yan's hands and into the sink.

Chen Yan held a bowl in his hand, mechanically and slowly repeating the action of washing the bowl, his pupils somewhat unfocused.

What does it mean that Kim Tae-yeon's older sister is coming to his house to take a shower later?
Is her water heater broken again?

No, judging from that woman's posture just now, that situation simply didn't exist; she did it on purpose.

Moreover, what she just said indirectly proved that what Choi Sulli said to her downstairs was true.

This older sister and Shirley. Hiss.

Chen Yan's heart suddenly began to beat faster, and his breathing became more rapid.

He took a few deep breaths to barely suppress the intense pounding in his chest.

After drying the washed bowls and chopsticks, Chen Yan washed his hands, turned off the tap, and rested his hands on the counter.

After a while, he suddenly smiled for no apparent reason.

It really feels like a dream.

Just then, Kim Tae-yeon's voice suddenly rang out from outside: "I'm going to take a shower, Xiaoyan."

"Oh well."

"Don't come in suddenly, okay?"

Another voice came from behind him, and Chen Yan smiled helplessly.

This older sister is teasing me again.

And what does "don't suddenly come in" mean?
Does that mean if I just stand at the bathroom door, knock, and say, "Nuna, I'm coming in," it won't seem abrupt, and they'll actually open the door and let me in?

After taking a few deep breaths, Chen Yan suppressed his restless emotions, walked out of the kitchen, and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

Having learned from his previous experience, the man was smarter this time and immediately turned on the TV.

But a few seconds later, as if remembering something, he picked up the remote control next to him and pressed the "volume down" button a few times.

What if this woman forgets to bring her clothes in again, just like last time?

After adjusting the volume, Chen Yan leaned back on the sofa, seemingly watching TV, but his eyes kept drifting towards the bathroom, as if he was waiting for something.

After a while, the sound of a door opening suddenly reached my ears.

Chen Yan immediately sat up slightly, but the expected cry for help did not come; instead, he heard footsteps.

Kim Tae-yeon, wearing a white t-shirt and loose white shorts, appeared in front of him the next second.

"I've finished washing Xiaoyan, you can go wash now."

"Oh well."

After a slight pause, Chen Yan stood up, a hint of disappointment flashing across his face.

She turned away and walked towards the bedroom.

Behind her, Kim Tae-yeon smiled slightly, thinking, "Xiao Yan is so interesting."

Chen Yan went back to his bedroom to get a set of his pajamas and then opened the bathroom door.

A cloud of smoke, mixed with moisture and fragrance, wafted over him. As the smoke dissipated, he placed his pajamas on the rack.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a wad of black cloth in the laundry basket outside the bathroom.

Chen Yan turned his head and looked at it carefully. The next second, his eyes widened and his breathing became a little rapid.

Was this woman doing it on purpose?
Is it really necessary to provoke a normal, virile adult man like this?
If it gets out of control and goes off, will you come and put it out?

My emotions were still a bit unsettled when there was a sudden knock on the bathroom door, followed by Kim Tae-yeon's voice:

"Xiaoyan, don't forget to bring my clothes out to wash with us later."

"Oh well."

Chen Yan gave a blank reply, then looked at the wad of black cloth again, and finally gave a bitter smile.

It was definitely intentional.

Call ~
Maybe I should just take a cold shower to calm down. At the bathroom door, hearing no sound of running water, Kim Tae-yeon smiled slyly, then turned and walked away, humming a light tune.

A moment later, the bathroom door opened again, and Chen Yan, who had taken a cold shower and dried his hair, came out carrying a laundry basket.

Walking through the living room, I saw Kim Tae-yeon comfortably sprawled on the sofa watching a variety show on TV.

His eyes only glanced at the laundry basket before he continued watching the variety show, muttering:
"Just throw the clothes in the washing machine and wash them directly, Xiaoyan. Leave the underwear for now, I'll wash them tomorrow."

"Oh well."

Chen Yan responded somewhat awkwardly, but after taking a few more steps forward, he realized what was happening and turned to look at Kim Tae-yeon.

"Is Nuna staying at my house tomorrow too?"

"Yes, I'm off tomorrow."

Kim Tae-yeon smiled, turned her head to look at Chen Yan, and blinked a few times: "Can't I stay in your house?"

"No, no, Nuna, do as you please."

What could Chen Yan say? Putting aside the fact that the two of them were now in such an intimate relationship that they could even keep their underwear together, Kim Tae-yeon was originally his landlord and creditor.

After putting his and Kim Tae-yeon's clothes into the washing machine on the balcony, Chen Yan washed his hands and turned to walk into the house.

"Xiaoyan, come quick! This episode is pretty interesting, let's watch it together." Kim Tae-yeon smiled and patted the seat next to her.

"it is good."

Chen Yan had just sat down next to Kim Tae-yeon when he felt a slight weight on his legs.

Looking down, he saw that the older woman's delicate white feet were already on his lap.

She also changed her nail polish, from light blue to light pink.

This light pink color was one that I suggested when I discussed it with Kim Tae-yeon last time.

Having learned from his previous experience, Chen Yan directly reached out and grasped those soft, smooth little feet.

I glanced at Kim Tae-yeon again.

The older sister was lying on her side watching TV, just like last time, without any resistance to her actions.

Chen Yan smiled and turned to watch TV, but his hands kept changing their movements, giving those little feet a full-body massage.

For a moment, only the sound of the television and the occasional laughter of the two could be heard in the room.

After a long while, the variety show ended, and it was past eleven o'clock.

On the sofa, the two looked at each other, smiled, but made no further move.

One didn't let go of the foot, and the other didn't seem to have any intention of pulling it back.

Even after the previews for the next episode of the variety show had finished playing on TV, Kim Tae-yeon suddenly said, "I'm a little sleepy."

Chen Yan released her foot at the right moment: "It is indeed getting late, Nuna, go back and rest."

Kim Tae-yeon didn't answer, but just smiled, stood up, turned around to look at Chen Yan, and waved to him: "Xiao Yan, stand up for a moment."

Chen Yan stood up, somewhat puzzled: "What's wrong, Nuna?"

Looking up at the significant difference in height, Kim Tae-yeon waved her hand again: "Lower your head a little."

Chen Yan obediently lowered his head.

"Lower it a little more."

Until the height difference between the two decreased to the point where he could reach out and touch her, looking at that face so close to his.

Kim Tae-yeon suddenly smiled brightly, then reached out and wrapped her arms around Chen Yan's neck.

Chen Yan, who was initially a little confused, felt a soft touch on his lips and his eyes widened suddenly.

A few seconds later, the soft touch on her lips disappeared, and then a warm breath came from her ear.

"Xiaoyan, this time I'd like to personally experience the firmness of your bedroom bed, is that alright?"

(End of this chapter)