Dragon’s Legacy

강Eunji

The appointment time was 1: 00, but the situation I had been looking forward to for the last two days was 20 minutes early. Others may think this meeting is a healthy teamwork for midterm exams, but the situation was just a ploy to win the silver. I didn't care about the midterm exam.

The poem looked at couples who were walking past the school gate wearing clothes bought yesterday and carrying bags just in case. There was a couple walking around without saying anything, and there was a couple who laughed and died every time they said what was so fun. Of course, I don't know if it's a couple or what it's like just two men and women, but there weren't many girls who were virgins when they were alone.

When I was about five minutes away from 1: 00, I noticed Eunji walking from there. He wore sneakers in jeans and a round neck knit as an everyday outfit. The cute rose sharply because of the colorful pink knit, but it wasn't what the poem expected.

“Hello."

“Yes, hello. ”

Eunji greeted the poet first, and he smiled and greeted him with joy.

Fortunately, I hadn't seen her all day, but her virginity remained intact.

After greeting, the two of them said nothing.

Eun-si didn't know if this would be convenient, but she wanted to talk at this time alone. This silence seemed awkward to me. So I constantly thought about what I could say.

“Do you have any themes in mind? ”

It wasn't a date, so I finally brought up the most okay word: teamplay today.

“I thought of a few things.... What about you?”

The poem was the brother of Eunji who came out of nowhere, but I could hardly bear the smile of him trying to pop out. I don't know what to say, but I feel like I almost laughed myself to death.

“I've been thinking about something. ”

“Which one? ”

My words didn't stop and went better than I thought. Conversation should not end in a single answer. Occasionally, a clumsy person converses with a yes or no, and this makes the opponent very difficult. It is difficult to keep leading the conversation.

“It's not great, but I've been thinking a little bit about traveling. ”

“Journey?”

“Yes. What is it... ”

“You're here already? Have you been waiting long?”

The poem was just about to speak, and the rest of the team came up to two women. Among them, the lively girl had eight sex days ago, but now she has changed nine times. It seemed like sex two days ago.

“We just got here too. ”

The poem replied.

“Where are you going? The classroom won't open on the weekends, so it's useless to go to school. Do you have any leads? I think we should go back to the trail room. Me and Hyojoo don't have a clue. ”

Min Young, a woman who had nine sex, was leading a team to see if she was active and good at leadership.

“I'm in the trail, but the room is too small because of the high ground. So I don't think my room is going to work. ”

The poem was insanely sad. Even though the room was a little bigger, it would have been called into its own room, and if so, it would have been much easier to implement the plan.

“What about Eun-ji? ”

I looked at Min-young, a woman who had sex 9 times, to see if she had met her expectations.

“I'm tracing... ”

“Wow! Can we do that there? because it's noisy in cafes and it's hard to do without computers. ”

Eun-si couldn't answer kindly. Obviously, he didn't want to take her that badly.

The poem looked indifferent, but in my mind, I prayed and prayed.

“Okay, just a little walk from here. ”

Eun-si has been thinking about it for a long time and has made a difficult decision. Without the male poem, he might have made a decision without much concern, but he was reluctant to enter the room for a long time.

“Then let's go! ”

Eunji leads the way and the poem follows.

“By the way, Hyo-ju doesn't speak. ”

The poem was also not very articulate, but Hyojoo seriously did not talk. I thought I was too ashamed to have sex 132 times.

“He's trying to cover his face a lot. Please understand. ”

“I see.”

He replied normally, but in fact, the poem wanted to say, "Did he have sex 132 times?"

Since the profile came up, the situation has often associated most of my thoughts with sex as they are now. For example, virgins looked innocent even when they wore sexy and exposed clothes. Even though they looked clean and nice, they did not come to such a good impression if they had lots of sex.

If the poem had had a lot of sex and had experience with women, he would not have thought in this strange way, but it was inevitable to have prejudice about sex because he is a poor man who is a mother-in-law.

“That's the building. ”

The silverware was a recently built officetel, with a variety of restaurants and convenience stores on the first and second floors and residential structures above. As far as the city was concerned, there was a level of elevation and a different level of house.

“Wow, nice house. How much do you charge for a deposit and a rent? I'm so jealous.”

Min Young continued to be amazed at how jealous he was. The poem guessed that he wanted to live with his boyfriend who started dating recently.

Motivation... Companions are sex. If there are couples who look like they'll die well in a house that no one else sees, it is natural for them to feel that way. So I read in an article on the internet that when my girlfriend found out that she was living together, she often fought a lot or broke up. It was the heart of the poem that wanted to move in later or later.

“Deposit 500 and rent 50. Living with friends is not a big burden. ”

“Oh, so you have friends at home now? ”

Minyoung said as if she was surprised.

“No, my friend is coming back later at night. ”

“That's good. I was a little worried I wouldn't bother you. Hehe.”

I took the elevator down from the seventh floor. And the house on the right. 701.

The poem continued to be called 701 in case you forgot.

It was an officetel, so it was a big room. The poem looked 10 times bigger than the high school.

“Wow, you have a house on the second floor? Is that where you sleep? ”

“Yes. The first floor is the living room, and I sleep on the second floor. ”

It was clean.

Occasionally, there were some people who lived in a very messy way on TV, but the situation was fortunate that Eunji didn't seem to be that type of person.

At the officetel, the scent was subtle. It even smelled like cosmetics, and it was the difference between the room of a widowed poem and the room of a widow.

Everyone sat down in the living room with a little table.

The poem deliberately tried to sit next to Eunji.

“Let's get started! Have you thought of anything? ”

“He said he had a brother. ”

Eunji looked at the situation and said. Then, the poem's face turned slightly red.

“What's it like?"

“That……. ”

Gulp

The situation was tense, and the drool spontaneously passed over while three women were staring.

“It's about travel. I was thinking of a couple going on a trip and meeting a unique person……. ”

Yes, I was prepared to be a couple with Eunji.

“Oh, not bad. I think it would be fun if I could just set people up. How about this?”

“I'm fine, too. ”

It was a supportive atmosphere. There were many other exams, but I didn't want to spend too much time here.

“Then you can play the male part in the couple. Who's gonna play the girl? Do you want to play with Eun Ji? ”

I really liked Min-young. How can you lead what you want so well? It was all thanks to Minyoung that I was able to come to this officetel.

“Yes.”

When positive answers came out of Eunji's mouth, the poem almost cheered with his mouth for a moment.

Once the poem and Eunji were confirmed to be in charge of the couple, it was fourteen thousand.

I even went to the point where I thought about the whole plot and the lines.

“That's right! I brought you some tea just in case. Would you like some tea?" ”

The poem had no choice but to say it when it became an atmosphere that seemed like it was going to break up. I acted a little strangely, but now I think about it.

“Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't bring you anything to drink. But I have nothing to drink at home... ”

Eun-ji was embarrassed and said. I didn't even think I'd have to give him something to drink.

“No, it's not. I took the car and I just took the horse out. I'm serious.”

Eun-ji was embarrassed, and the situation was embarrassed.

“What kind of car? ”

“It's from my uncle. I heard that drinking this will ease my fatigue. But I don't know if it really eases my fatigue, and it tastes really good. You write things when you say" car, "right? I drink it every day because it's sweet and smells like yuzuka tea. ”

The poem has just increased the boasting about the car.

“Really? Did you bring me a tea bag? ”

“No, it's not a teabag. It's just a tea leaf. All you have to do is put it in water and boil it together. ”

“Bring me some tea and I'll boil it. ”

Eunji said, I think I need to do something as a landlord.

“No, I'll go boil it. Can you tell me where it is? ”

“Yes, this way, please. ”

In fact, the poem brought tea leaves and water brewing leaves in preparation for various situations. Now, I didn't tell him about the water I brewed on purpose because it would be better to boil it myself than to give it to the broiled water.

It was an officetel, but the kitchen and living room were together. Silver paper searches the kitchen next to him and gives him a small teapot that boils water.

At this point, I felt like a couple, and the pope's heart fluttered.

“Here.”

“I'll do it now. Go sit down. ”

“But……. ”

“Haha, it's okay. ”

“Then I'll prepare a cup and a spoon. ”

“I forgot that. Please.”

Eunji prepared a cup next to the pope boiling tea leaves with water in a teapot.

It wasn't much water, so it started boiling quickly, and the heart of the poem began to pound.

The tea I was boiling was a sleeping tea. If you drink this, you will sleep for about an hour, and no one will wake up until 3 hours have passed.

“Wow, that smells so good. ”

Min Young, who was in the living room, approached the kitchen and said.

As this sleeping car began to boil, it started emitting a unique aroma. It was a scent that was not irritating, but once smelled, I fell in love with the sweetness.

“Smells good, right? ”

“What kind of car? ”

Silver also smelled so much better, I opened my eyes wide and looked at the situation.

“Well, I'm not sure it was sent by my uncle in a foreign country. ”

The roughly twisted poem poured the tea into a cup and handed it to the table in the living room one by one.

The women who were looking forward to drinking tea one cup at a time.

“Delicious!”

All three said at the same time.

The poem forcefully checked the reference time to make a smile.

It was 2: 22.

“It's really, really good. Hyo-ju, Eun-si, right? It's really good, right?"

Min Young was constantly praising the car.

“Yes, it's really good. I never knew tea tasted like this. I thought you only use it because you didn't put sugar in it. Why does it taste so sweet and rich? ”

Silver-tongued silver also drank tea and constantly praised me to see if I was moved, and Hyoju nodded and agreed.

“Do you want mine? ”