Dragon’s Legacy

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[Sigh, when are you coming home? I miss my son.]

I opened the shop in the morning and was cleaning the coffee machine, but my mom called me. Come to think of it, I've been home for quite some time. I want to go to the house in Changyeong, but I don't have much time since the cafe is open.

[Mom, I can't go because I'm busy these days.]

[Then should I go up there?]

Absolutely not. There are too many teas at the officetel that they live with Aru. Two pillows in bed, two toothbrushes in the bathroom, a lot of clothes, shoes, and stockings of the aru felt like a joke to live with a woman as soon as she came home.

[It's okay. I'll be there next time I have time.]

[Okay, my son. You must come when you have time.]

[Yeah, bye.]

“Phew... ”

After hanging up the phone, a sigh of relief comes out. People say they can't live with sin, but they have a lot to hide from their parents, so I get nervous just answering the phone.

“Hello, Ms. Grant! ”

“Hello!”

While tidying up the cafe, Chorong and Conca burst into life. However, the woman who was speculating behind him turned her back and could not stand in front of the store door.

“Nice to meet you, but isn't Hyun-joo coming in? ”

“Sister! Come in quickly. ”

Chorong called, but Hyunju didn't think to move at all like a statue.

The poem searched the back of Hyundai. Unlike usual, I'm wearing a fairly short dress, so my back is attractive. The voluminous buttocks and legs extending under the dress catch my eye.

“I'll go get him. ”

The conch goes out and drags the liquor in. However, Hyunju is lowering his head to see if there is anything to be ashamed of.

“Hello Hyun-joo. ”

“Oh, hello…. ”

Hyunju greeted me, but I didn't even hear how small his voice was. The poem skimmed over the liquor.

I was wearing something so dramatic that I couldn't even imagine it was Hyunju who was wearing dresses. It was a white dress, but it was not unusual, so the black brassiere was noticeable. I'm wearing a heel that's supposed to be 12 centimeters tall, so I think it's the shareholder I used to know.

“Ms. Grant, how are you today? Isn't she gorgeous?”

“Ah……. Yeah, I know. ”

“Dear, is that the end? ”

In response, the pope said that he was a little disappointed. I've spent the last few days trying to find clothes and makeup to suit Hyunju, and I can't believe that's the reaction!

“You're so pretty... …. ”

I was surprised to hear that the poem was blurry but pretty, and looked at it. The eyes of the poem and the prefect meet. However, Hyunju lowers his head as he rubs his face red, not holding back for a moment. Chorong and conch forced me to wear it, and I felt like I was going to die of embarrassment because I was wearing it. When I heard from the poet that it was beautiful, my heart filled with joy and my body felt less trembling. My panties got a little wet with tremendous excitement.

“Isn't it? Isn't it beautiful? Hehe.”

I smiled proudly at the words of the poem. He couldn't keep his eyes open because he was staring at Hyunju. It's worth the effort.

“Hyun-joo. It's so pretty.”

In admiration of the poem, I even blushed his neck.

Thanks to the dark smoky makeup, the large eyes looked larger and the nostrils looked taller than usual. I'm wearing a white Sisru dress to highlight the chest of the C cup, so I feel like I'm seeing an celebrity. It was never poverty to say that she was pretty. Hyunju didn't feel clean, but this sexy makeup fit too well.

“I'll go change my clothes. ”

“Sis, we'll change first. Just a moment."

When Hyunju couldn't stand the shame, he tried to go to the dressing room, and he was troubled, and they went to the dressing room first. Since the dressing room was not too big and it was hard for up to three people to enter, Hyunju looked embarrassed. With the poem and just the two left, I couldn't breathe, so I couldn't even speak properly.

“Have a seat for a moment. ”

“Yes, yes. ”

I sat carefully on the table the poem pointed at. I pressed down the skirt with my hand because the dress was so short that I would even see the panties if I didn't care.

“Hyun-joo, are you quitting the barista? ”

“Yes? Oh, no. ”

He was embarrassed by the words of the poem sitting across from him and replied. How can you save a barista and quit?

“I thought you were doing a celebrity debut. ”

“Oh, no, no, no. ”

At the words of the poem, Hyunju was so embarrassed that he shook his hand and said. I was ashamed that my face turned red even more, but I was so glad to hear that from the poet.

I heard that if Chorong and Conch wear these clothes, the Pope won't be able to use the Four Legions. It seems obvious that you have been staring at yourself for a long time. In particular, I could clearly see him staring at my heart.

Just by looking at his body, the panties drifted slightly.

“Boo, I'm ashamed... ”

“Yes?”

“Oh, no. Why don't they come out like this? ”

It was already time for me to change my clothes, but I was restless when I didn't come out.

“Are you an only child? ”

“Yes? Yes. ”

“I see.”

I wanted to ask him about something, but he didn't have any immunity against men, and when I saw the situation, my heart was pounding so hard that I couldn't speak properly. How good it would be to act delusionally.

“I'm going to drink that coffee. Can I get you a drink? ”

“Yes? I-I 'll do it. ”

“You're going to have a hard time with that outfit, but I'll give you a ride. What would you like?”

“Car, cappuccino. ”

“I understand.”

When he said that he was shy, he went to the counter and filled the porter filter with ground beans and pulled out 2 espressos from the coffee machine. Then he makes a cappuccino skillfully.

“Have some."

“Go, thank you. ”

When the poem delivers the coffee, the current wine is carefully received.

“Did you have a boyfriend? ”

“Oh, no. No way……. ”

"Boyfriend" doesn't really suit you.

“Really? Suddenly you're dressed so beautifully that I knew you had a boyfriend. ”

“Ah……. ”

In a different sense to the demonstration, the situation was constantly inducing conversations while drinking coffee.

Chorong and conch didn't even come out of the dressing room until I finished drinking my coffee.

“Please, I'll clean it up. ”

“Oh, no. Ms. Grant, I'll do this. ”

“It's okay……. ”

“I'm so sorry.... ”

“Yes, please. ”

The poet handed over a cup of tea, and Hyunju went to wash the cup in his heels. It's called Killhill. I've only been adjusting to it for a few days. When I tried it on for the first time, I couldn't even stand up properly and my feet hurt so much.

I went behind the counter and lowered the cup to wash it, but I suddenly saw a coffee stain on the cup that the poem gave me. The saliva passes through.

“Oh, no. ”

Hyunju shook his head and endured the slowly flashing desire, but in the end, he couldn't overcome the temptation and grabbed the cup of coffee that the poet drank. I feel like my heart is bursting.

I took a quick look around, but I was focusing on the tablet doing what the situation was doing, and Chorong and Cowra haven't shown up yet.

Hyunju squirmed and put his mouth where the lip marks on the poem were.

“Ugh... ”

It was only a slight flick of the cup's cold and slightly spicy taste of coffee, but all kinds of dirty thoughts kept coming to my mind as I put them on.

“Ahh... ”

It was only an indirect kiss, but I could hear how excited I was.

It was hard to try for the first time. After lipping the coffee cup, Hyunju stretched out his tongue to get more satisfaction and licked that part little by little. I couldn't control my excitement just by the light smell of the poem's saliva and the gentle taste of the coffee that touched the lips of the poem, so the fluid poured out constantly.

“Hey, how was it with Ms. Grant? ”

Suddenly, Hyunju was startled when he heard a colorful voice behind him, pretending to put down the cup and wash.

“What, what? ”

I was so embarrassed that I sweated. It's terrible to imagine what would happen if Chorong or Sora found out that he licked the cup that the poem drank.

“Sis, why are you so fluffy? ”

“Oh, it's nothing. ”

“Are you so red because you were alone with the boss? You're in a deep, deep vein. ”

Chorong and conch laugh. Fortunately, he turns around and is covered by a wall and doesn't seem to be noticed.

Hyunju sighed of relief, but I didn't know that the poem was watching it all.

The poem did not think that Hyunju licked the coffee cup he drank was a pervert or dirty. He's done a lot more than he used to. Rather, I was full of thoughts about how to use it to entice mainstream liquor.

If it was Hyunju when I first met him, he wouldn't have wanted to seduce me, but he turned out to be so beautiful and sexy by the power of self, chorong, and conch that I had a huge erection just looking at him.

But we shouldn't rush it too quickly, and we had to slowly take it up.

“Hehe……. ”

Thinking about seducing Hyunju, I smiled.

After clearing the cafe, the people who were waiting came in and filled the cafe immediately. The situation helped Hyunju, Chorong, and Conch get a guest, and after getting a little free, he checked what posts were posted on the internet.

Even though the cafe was just a short time ago, there was a good article about cafe kezron. It was all a compliment, especially that it tasted better than anything else. However, the words posted by people living in the area did not become nationally famous due to the limitations. It's just a must-see cafe for anyone living in the area.

There was a table full even a little after 1pm. However, some guests were still not leaving after opening the door in the morning. So, I had no room to take out, so I had frequent visitors returning. I couldn't stop him if he kept doing that. There was no way to stop him.

“Hyun-joo, I'm going out for three hours, so please take care of the shop. ”

“Yes, Ms. Grant. ”

Looking at the poem, Hyunju, who had red face, couldn't even look me in the eye and replied. Every time I saw the situation because of the morning work, my heart was so pounding that I couldn't look at it properly.

The poet carrying the bag left the cafe and went to the house of praise. It's because I can't make time because I don't have Hyunju in the evening, so I changed my extracurricular hours to lunch. I think I'll need to pick a barista to work in the evening if I can rest later.

“Come in.”

When I pressed the bell in front of the house of praise, a compliment dressed in light teas and shorts opened the door. As the day gets warmer, I am very pleased that the garments of praise are getting shorter and thinner.

As the poet enters the room, the table is in the room to make sure Chan is prepared in advance.

“How's the café going? ”

As the poem sat down, the compliment sitting next to him naturally asked. A faintly good aroma is emitted from praise.

“Yes, I just opened. I have some visitors. Praise, you come to play often. I'll give you free coffee. ”

“Thank you, brother. ”

“Don't take it like that. ”

With a slight smile, the poem glanced at the teat of praise that had been bothered by earlier. A beige, thin short sleeved t-shirt with a slight pink brassiere underneath. Is today a Siroo special?

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