Devil Teacher

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The place where Eugene was brought was a restricted restaurant serving food to Naye earlier this year.

Today's dinner seemed to be getting a little longer and I needed a room format for Eugene to carry the horses in the room.

Unlike Naye, who was shaking, she was not surprised to see the garden decorating the front of the restaurant.

She could have handled this kind of fine dining within the allowance.

Probably followed my mom into a similar restaurant.

Or it's because your mind is so wasted that nothing else really comes into your eyes.

People who go through a lot change a little.

If you feel violent emotions that you can't feel in your daily life, you lose sight of the small things that happen in your daily life.

If you put dishes that are too tasty in the middle when you cook a course, the next dish becomes dull.

Eugene's appearance from the academy to the restaurant was similar.

Just the fact that I was riding with him in the old days, Eugene would have loved to run around, so I would have done everything I could if I had just looked at the landscape that was leaning against the window.

Whatever the reason, it doesn't matter.

Guided by his employees, Yuchan ordered ice to be used for traditional Korean soju and whole terraces without speaking Katabuta.

"It's been a long time since I've had dinner with Sam."

"Yeah, well. I had a job."

If it hadn't been for Seo-hyun, I would have stayed in my relationship and often eaten.

Thought of the same idea, Eugene and Eugene did not bring it out of their mouths.

"First of all! Would you do it?"

Eugene suggested filling Soju with a large glass of ice.

"Why don't you wait till it melts a little bit? It's gonna be poisonous."

"What do you think? He'll take care of me even if I get drunk and fall."

"... don't think about drinking too much. Get hurt."

I read Eugene in a voice of concern and concern.

I didn't feel like I was eating properly.

You're gonna have a hard time the next day after you pour the poisonous liquor into the bin.

"Yoon Chan worries about me every day."

"He's a dear disciple. How can I just leave it? Drinking is good, so eat and drink something. Throw it away."

After a while, the first dish came out.

The course configuration has changed considerably since I didn't come.

Along with pickled cucumbers in the kelp, oily sprouts in the broth, and salt in thin slices.

I felt good because it was a food I liked one by one.

"I'll eat well."

"Eat slowly without delay."

"Hey, do I look like a kid?"

Eugene walks through the sleeves of the hood and chops his cock.

"Wow, this is a little tight, right? How can you be so big?"

Almost the size of a baby's fist, two eyes swirling. Eugene.

It raises the chopsticks on the plate in front of the dairy table with a chopstick.

The scent of soy sauce, mixed with the smell of wild oil and added flavor, was fragrant.

"You're bigger than me, so take a bigger one. But this is what grown-ups usually eat with chopsticks first, right?"

"I don't care what it is between us. Thank you."

"I used to get mad at my mom for this every day. If you're hungry, forget it."

It is an unambiguous answer for ordinary people to answer.

Compassion is not a good response for people in distress.

All compassion and compassion must prevail because I am better than your situation.

Even if you don't think so, it is likely that you will not feel well in the eyes of the person who heard it.

So what's the best comfort for a woman who's been through tragic things?

"Eugene, I know how hard you are."

"Oh, that's just what I said. I didn't just ask you to comfort me, I just thought..."

"My mother died when I was a kid, too. My father died shortly after."

It's empathy.

I've been through more like you than I've ever been comforted.

I know how hard that must be.

It was the best way to ensure that consolation and consideration were not left out of a sincere sympathy.

"Teacher?"

"Yes, my mother was in elementary school, my father was in middle school."

Eugene opens his mouth, surprised by Eugene's surprise confession.

Eugene thought he was the ideal adult.

He listens to his students' small talk, and when something difficult happens, he stands up like his own.

A person who is naturally buried in conversation as well as thorough in self-care.

.. Even though there are a few weak corners to the temptation of a woman, aren't all men supposed to be wolves?

Such a perfect teacher had such a scar.

I couldn't believe it.

He was satisfied with his reaction as expected, and the eunuch told his story.

"I never imagined..."

"My mother used to make kimchi chips a lot. I remember how delicious it was. It didn't taste good because I was getting older later and was going to eat it myself. Cheers."

I hit the glass with a bitter smile and drank about half of it.

Kim Chi Chi's mother couldn't follow what special sauce was in it.

If I had been interested in cooking earlier, I could have known, but the euphemism was too young.

"I'm doing so well, too. So Eugene will be able to get over it in no time."

"Well, I can't imagine."

Of course, listening to others' experiences does not eliminate her pain.

Eugene, with a dark face and a sparkling glass of wine, touches the piercing of his ear and submerges his mind.

"A while ago, my mom's lawyer came by and told me this."

"What did you do?"

"What legacy do I have, and how are we going to do the funeral?" "

Song Mi-young lived in a billion-dollar penthouse in Ilsan, where house values could not be dramatically ascended.

It's not about buying rent for a treasure hideout, it's about owning it.

I don't know how much money she had originally, but the money that Eugene, the only heir, would have inherited would have surpassed the euphemism.

Money is so important when you accumulate more than a certain amount of wealth, but it can't be worse.

Eugene will naturally fall into his mouth once he has it.

"My house is going to be changed in my name, and the company is going to be a little complicated, but it's going to be roughly $32 billion worth of money, real estate and all that."

All of a sudden you're bragging about money.

I want to hear what this means.

Tears flow from Eugene's blunt eyelids.

"Nearly, I don't need all that. I just... I want to see you."

"Eugene..."

"I couldn't even tell you I love you, but I thought I'd be pissed off every day and fight, and I'd rather be gone..."

Eugene's fine drops of water begin to burst into her shoulders and fall on her back.

"I've been thinking like that, and I think my mom's gone... What do I do now...?"

"Eugene, it's not like that. What you're thinking is that when you're a kid, everyone can do it. I don't want Eugene to blame me."

I was thrilled that I had been on the phone so far.

It was nothing new, but there was a little guilt.

Probably.

When I see Eugene sad as the world is falling apart, the relationship between the two mothers may have been restored.

A little ironclad, a little lacking in the heart of caring for her, gave rise to emotional problems, but somehow it was a relationship that valued each other.

Though I thought I was disturbed by playing with Eugene, I felt sorry for my daughter who was going to lose her mother.

I will fill the vacancy as I feel the guilt of conscience.

"If it's not my fault, whose fault is it? I just hate me so much... I don't know, nothing.

I don't know... "

It's not why I finally shed tears with my face.

The next courses came in with a bad timing when I thought about comforting and cuddling.

"I got a whipped steak, a chilled abalone soup, and an amandu made out of crayfish."

The employee had a tough look on his face as he looked at the baby girl who was crying.

The harmony between a man in his thirties and a young girl in high school may seem odd.

But I don't think I want to stay any longer, so I end up going outside.

Urmandu hasn't eaten in a long time.

Great food to taste fish, beef, and lettuce at the same time.

Eating at home doesn't make your hands too much, but if you eat it with mustard sauce, you don't have this kind of delicacy.

The eunuch stands up and wraps her shoulders around her hand.

It's delicious to eat before the dishes, but I know what the priority is.

"It's really sad to lose someone so precious."

I still inhaled Eugene's body today, smelling a fragrant fragrance.

The unique scent of the girl's foot permeates her chest despite the disturbance of the smell of food.

"In that case, everyone blames themselves. I did, too, but if you're sitting there, you can't beat anything."

Eugene naturally leaned on Eugene.

I look at her black box.

Because of the dark depression, the petals that were bitten in sensual purple were so close but not shriveled at all.

After deliberately abandoning his relationship with Seo-hyun, Eugene's bonfire was always in a solid bloom state.

Now it's okay to have physical contact.

This is the change.

What she needs now is a self-righteous and kind teacher, not a stupid man who's been playing with his friend's farming.

Therefore, it deliberately subordinates the memory of that part.

Not everyone can be perfect.

"It would have been a small mistake," said Yuan. "The instinct in my heart goes out to defend him, even if I don't have to make up a lame excuse."

Because the only person she can count on is the eunuch.

To what extent did a girl who was thirsty for humility and love turn blind through experience?

Just like the West Sea did.

"So what do we do?"

Eugene raises her euphoria with a moist, sensual eye.

The distance between the two is close enough to make a hot kiss when the eunuch bows a little.

It is a street where a subtle Soviet fragrance is felt.

"Live as usual. Do what you want to do, and don't worry too much. Anything is good, so tell me. If that's what you want, I'll do anything."

"Anything?"

"Yeah, whatever."

Yuan took out a handkerchief and wiped Eugene's tears.

I had no confidence to refrain from continuing to look at her face on this street.

What Yuan likes is a body that he didn't ask when he was young and footy, not a child's face.

However, Baby Jin has a natural personality and has a dangerous charm, even though she is not all lactating.

It is perfectly balanced and has no stubborn corners.

Like a woman born to be loved by a man with cute flirting and sore lips under her eyes.

"Well, you keep drinking with me today."

After crying for a while, Eugene stopped trembling as if she had found stability in her arms.

Because you believe that, and you rely that much.

She believed in and followed the euphemism more than any moment she had ever had.

"That's not going to be hard."

A euphemism that responds to Eugene's request with a smile.

"Oops, I'm sorry. I wasn't going to cry. What did the liquor just say?"

"No wonder you cry when you're upset. Instead, don't cry alone. Call me."

"You look like a complete cheat."

Once I pour out my tears, my heart is somewhat broken.

Eugene laughs at Bassi and playfully raises his head to his chest again.

The slender hair tickles my neck.

"Eat the dumplings before you eat them."

"Wow, is this a dumpling filled with fish? It looks totally weird."

Pretend to be energetic forcefully after one depressed explosion.

It is a pattern of Eugene that has been faced with a lot of euphoria so far.

I want to pretend to be okay, but it's a case where the strength of my mind can't keep up.

If you bluff as much as you can, your tears will come out in no time, and your heart will be lightened after you pour out your tears, so you bluff again.

Maybe a few weeks?

You must be annoying for a while.

"You eat a lot."

"Eat a lot, Sam."

The eunuch picked up the mandrel and placed it on a plate in front of Eugene.

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