Dragon’s Legacy

Internal air, exercise, knowledge, magic.

“Hey……. ”

“Oh, I'm sorry. ”

“No. Is your face okay? ”

When the poem looked embarrassed and said, he smiled with a blurred smile as if praise was okay.

“I'll be fine. Never mind. ”

“How could I not care? You got hurt that way because of me. Wait a minute."

Praise gently touches the bruised part, and then goes into the room to get the medicine and brings you a small ointment.

“Sit down, I'll put it on for you. ”

When I sat on the couch in the living room, the hymn rubbed the ointment gently on the poet's face.

“Would you mind taking off your consultation? ”

“Oh, yes. ”

In the words of praise, when the poet took off his top clothes, he spread the ointment on his chest and arms thoroughly with his fingers, and it felt strangely good to feel like Jiyoung touched me before sex.

Seeing the poem as a compliment, I thought it was great. It is because I was surprised that I was able to maintain the spirit to apply ointment to myself even though I had just been raped.

I actually saved a woman who was raped, but it was really great to apply ointment to her because the man who just ran away and saved her was embarrassed.

“Thank you. I'll give you my number just in case. Call me if you need anything. ”

“Thank you.”

The poet writes down his phone number on a piece of paper and hands it to Chan and carefully answers it. I was definitely relying on the poem.

“I'll be going, then. ”

When the poem said it was coming, praise made an uneasy expression.

“Hey, there……. ”

“Yes?”

“I'm so sorry, can we stay a little longer? ”

I felt like I was afraid to be alone because of what happened earlier. No matter how strong the spirit of praise may be, it seemed impossible to create trauma after just going through the same thing.

“I understand.”

The poem nodded, and when he answered, Chant let out a sigh of relief and wiped his chest with his hands, but the traces of a white teat and a brown teat shined slightly.

Praise seemed to have taken out the long clothes because I didn't want to wear short clothes, but it seemed to be thinner than I thought.

The awkward silence is hidden.

“You haven't eaten yet? ”

Chan asks the poet if he knows more.

“Oh, yes. ”

“Wait a minute. I'll cook. ”

Before the poem could say anything, Chan went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took out the dishes. He was wearing long T-shirts and long trousers, but they did not hide the body of praise. It is more common to uncover the curvature of your body.

The poem, looking behind the praises, took out the tablet and checked the quest.

[Attack by saving the tomb of Basic Law] [Complete] [EXP 100]

[Fight against adult men to win] [Complete] [EXP 300]

[Save a Woman in Danger] [Completed] [EXP 300]

EXP was quite high. The red EXP bar was almost halfway up, so just a little more would make it to level 3.

“Eat.”

“Yes.”

When I went to the kitchen, there was only one rice air on the table.

“Aren't you going to eat? ”

“I'm not very tasty. But how did you know my name? ”

Earlier, the poet didn't even teach me his name, but I kept wondering.

“You didn't know?”

“Yes?”

Praise was made to the words of the poem.

“Chan Mi at the gym, no one will know. Chan Mi seems to be interested in men because she's pretty. ”

“I see.”

I wrote "pretty" on purpose, but the praises didn't look good.

In the old days, when she was beautiful, the sexual harassment was frequent and the men constantly bothered her. Chant hated such attention. I just thought I'd leave it alone every day.

“My name is the Torah. ”

The poem felt that and quickly changed the subject. When I first started talking in secret, I couldn't speak properly, so I started talking to women, but after talking a lot with my body, I noticed a little bit about this.

“Ah……. It's the poem.”

I nodded and memorized the name as if I knew if the poem's intentions had worked.

The poet stares at the compliment as he eats. I was quite concerned, but I quickly ate all the food pretending that the situation was okay.

“Thank you for your meal. ”

While he was clearing the dishes and doing the dishes, the poem sat at the table drinking water and took a sneak peek at the compliment.

I thought Jiyoung's physique was a model, but Chan had a much better physique.

I knew that my legs would fit well by stretching them all the time, but I thought that my beautiful round-shaped buttocks and elastic skin that felt tight so far were made as a result of my constant exercise.

The poem went to the living room and sat on the couch. The clock says 6: 00.

click

Then the door opened and a girl in uniform came in.

“Huh? Who are you? ”

I look at the poem and look at it in surprise.

“My sister's friend. ”

When Yumi heard this, Chan hurriedly left the living room, smiling awkwardly.

“Hello."

“Sis, is this your boyfriend? Wow, cool. I hate my sister's men so much, how did you seduce her? ”

When the poem greeted Yumi, she approached the poem and looked around in wonder.

Yumi felt like a compliment overall, but she didn't think she was as pretty as a compliment because she wore a big hornrim and had acne on her face. Instead, he had a very lively personality compared to a compliment that was a little difficult to reach, so he was popular with his friends.

“Haha. I'll be going now. ”

“Why? Am I coming or going? I'm sorry.I would've felt better if it wasn't for me. Do you want me to go back out there? ”

“You, don't talk nonsense. Mr. Pope, thank you for today. ”

Praise looked at Yumi and said slightly angry, smiling slightly at the poet.

“Everyone did their job. I'll be going, then. ”

When the poem left the door, Yumi told Chan that she was going to tell her mom that she had a boyfriend, but she still seemed nice, and all kinds of words came through the front door to the ears of the poem.

I was a little shocked by the fact that my face was not good, so I decided to correct it quickly and headed to the officetel.

The next day, Chan did not show up at the gym as expected. No matter how strong the mind was, it was natural for an ordinary human being.

I was thinking about calling Chan Mi for a while, but I decided to wait a little longer than calling her right now.

As soon as he returned home, he took Aru to the bath.

“Aruya, get in the tub you want to go in. I'll be in that tub. ”

What the poem pointed to was Mana's Tang, which helps collect Mana.

[Tank containing Mana Seok. Made of powder filled with abundant natural energy, they scattered it in the water. Stuffed with Mana, it makes it easier to feel Mana when it's in this water and helps collect Mana.]

“Yes, brother. ”

The poem enters the Mana Seok bath and the aru follows. Then he hung his diadem in the middle of the bath and touched the penis with his hands, clinging to the back of the sitter.

Aru has been watching videos all day on the poem's computer. I watched everything without concealing things like pornography, animation, and children's movies.

Then, unlike the old days of hard behavior, he made a cute little face and a little bit more feminine in speech, especially the sex technique developed. Not only was it passive now, I licked and sucked where I felt the situation actively.

It was usually a quiet area, but after he learned that he liked the poem if he touched it, he just took off his clothes and appeared to me and sucked the poem's penis.

“Aruya, will you go to the other pool for a while? I have work to do. ”

Aru was so excited and nice to touch, but now it was a little difficult.

Even if it was sex, it felt good. I'm talking to Aru who thinks she's prettier than a celebrity. But that was not the case for a poet who possessed ordinary energy. 3,4 times a week, but there was a really big crowd to do it with every day. Even now, I was having sex last night, so my penis hurt so badly just because I had an erection.

“Yes, I'll stay with you. ”

As Aru moved to the side table with a grim expression, the situation hurt, but I couldn't help it.

Praise and what happened gave the poet a lot to think about. What would have happened if he didn't have the strength? Horrible consequences, if you can imagine. If he had been beaten to death with a vein even though he was internal, and had not been internal, he would have just become an antipathic and called the police, then Chan would have been raped and couldn't be washed before the police arrived.

I took a crown in the middle of the bath. As I close my eyes and concentrate, the magical circuits in my chest converge a little and repeats.

It felt similar to the internal air collected at the bottom, but it was mixed with something as varied as a round stone. I took out an energy that felt like an internal air and put it in the presence of a magical circuit.

Unlike the internal air gathered before the lower part, the Mana inhaled through the skin, rather than into the penis or nose, was gathered in the magical circuit in the middle of the chest.

Different methods but similar results. Internal air gushed from the lower end of the war to strengthen the body, and magical power gushed from the chest with magical circuitry to express its ability to match the characteristics of the magical circuit.

You understand the principle roughly and put Mana in the magical circuitry, though a little bit, and the vision opens.

I laughed as Aru stared at me in the bath next to him.

“Are you bored?”

“I want to touch you and kiss you. ”

Aru said without shame at all. There was still a lot of basic common sense.

“Yeah? We have to go home today, but let's have sex now, even though it's early. ”

In the words of the poem, Aru came out of the bath and gave it to the poet. Then he actively kisses.

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