Dragon’s Legacy

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“But is it really nice to touch your feet? ”

After finishing the shower, the poem asked Chan curiously. I think it would feel good to just suck your feet when I think about it, but if I think about it, I think it's similar to that because I'm excited to see a pretty woman with legs and stocking shoes.

“I don't know. Don't ask me because I'm ashamed. ”

“Praise, I think it's important to have that conversation between us. ”

After finishing my shower, I was about to put on my panties and put on a brassiere, but when I saw the poem with a slightly serious face, I looked flattered. However, when I heard that we were together, my heart suddenly burst and my face ran up without me knowing it.

“Well, that's ……. Yes…… Good……. ”

The satisfaction of the sex and the sweet words of the poem made me feel so much better, and I hesitated a little and said to the poem. I was so ashamed, but I strongly agreed to tell him how I felt.

“I see. I'm sorry I didn't care. From now on, I'm gonna love you so much! ”

“Oh, I get it. Stop saying that. I'm so ashamed.”

I agreed that Chan should have this conversation, but I wanted to end this weird topic quickly because it was embarrassing. Moreover, he was distracted by this story and was able to even wear a brassiere, revealing his charming uplifted chest.

“Why, we usually get to know each other by talking like this. In fact, I like a pretty girl with stockings. ”

“Stockings?”

In the words of the poem, he said with a look of praise that he had never known. I never thought stockings liked girls!

“Yeah, I love stockings, and I love cute dresses. ”

“Ah……. ”

“I'm not asking you to dress like that, I'm just saying that's my taste. A little corny? Haha.”

“Stockings, dresses……. ”

Praised by the words of the poem, he made a face to think of something. I hated men for what I had experienced in the old college days, but I did not feel a great burden on the exposure itself, but after the rape, I was afraid of men and refrained from exposure if possible. So I always wore long trousers and a slightly thick t-shirt that didn't shine on me in the hot summer.

However, only one such detestable man in the world was exceptional. It was okay for the poem to show his chest as well as his complex hairless vagina. Moreover, it was natural and natural to have sex with the poem, while it was disgusting to talk to other men other than the poem.

“It's time to go. It's already 8: 30. ”

“Oh, yes. ”

Praised by the poem, I wore a brassiere and long trousers that looked a little hot to wear at the beginning of September as well as a thick tee.

The fully dressed poem and praise left the motel and headed to the cafe. It's a motel near the university, so I was able to get to the cafe in less than 10 minutes.

“Brother, what can I get you? ”

“I'm a cafeteria. ”

“Yes.”

When the poem sat at the table, Chan naturally cleaned the coffee machine and made coffee. Working as a barista became quite skilled at making coffee, so I was able to make delicious coffee quickly. Praise was placed on the table with his own Americano to drink, his own cafeteria to drink, and a simple bread to eat for breakfast.

I enjoyed breakfast while relaxing with bread and coffee because I still had time to open the cafe door.

I was talking to Chan and stuff, and around 9 o'clock, Hyunju opened the cafe door. But of course, when I saw that the poem that should be alone was with Chan, I made a frowning face.

“Hello, brother. There's Chan Mi. ”

“Yes, I'm here. ”

“Hello, Hyun-joo. ”

Praise and Hyunju greeted slightly awkward. Usually, I was not that close, but not awkward with my coworkers, but seeing me in the morning like this was a different feeling from seeing me shift at night. Did he just have violent sex with the sitcom?

“Do you want some coffee, Hyun-joo? ”

“Oh, thank you. ”

When Hyunju sat at the table where the poem was sitting, a compliment arose, and the aroma of the body cleanser became thick as if it had just been washed and his head was full of moisture. Hyunju, who saw it, was flawed. Somehow it felt similar to what it used to feel like to go to the motel.

In case I saw the situation, I was a little wet in the head of the poem, but I wasn't sure if it came straight out of the house after washing it, or if it was from the motel. But the woman's instinct was to be sure of the latter. Naturally, the scene of poetry and praise panting and having sex came to my mind.

My heart aches. I thought the poem and praise were deep, but when I realized the reality like this, I felt sad and could shed a little tears. When he and the poet had sex and were close, he thought that he might become the lover of the poem, but the reality was so terrible.

“Hyunju, what's wrong? ”

“No, brother. ”

I asked Hyunju about something that made him look bad, but he didn't presume to know anything about praise. I didn't want to ask the Pope about it and make a wish on the relationship. I was not confident that I would take the situation from Chan, so I just wanted the relationship to continue.

Hyunju sighed lightly as if he was having an affair. She was neither as pretty as praise nor in good shape. Rather, I was giving up on dating my boyfriend because his breasts were uselessly big and his face was ugly, but it was the situation that changed him.

“You're not sick? ”

“Yes, I'm just not feeling well. ”

“Really? That's a relief. ”

How could I not love being so shy and treating myself so kindly without friends and ugly? Hyunju smiled slightly at the situation.

“Here you go, Hyun-joo. ”

“Oh, yes. Thank you."

When Chan gave the coffee, Hyunju was flabbergasted and replied. I used to be able to see praise without thinking much, but now I think of myself as having sex with the poem every time I see praise. Thinking that I had just had sex, I unknowingly looked toward the glorious vagina.

“Did you bury something? ”

Hyunju looks down at his trousers and sees if the compliment was buried, but nothing much.

“Oh, no. Big, good coffee. ”

A little confused by the words of praise, Hyunju drank coffee. The dramatic coffee flavour that can only be felt in Cafe Quezron makes my mouth happy. I feel a little at ease when drinking coffee.

Daughter.

Eunji enters the cafe as the door opens. However, I thought it would only be Hyunju, but when I had the compliment, I made a slight wink. I didn't work with Chan, but I was not very close to him, so I became alert for some reason.

When I came to Eunji, Chan helped me clean up the cafe and returned home.

I opened a cafe and sat down to find out about the cosmetics factory on my laptop. When I first took my second level photo and received cosmetics, I knew that I would sell everything quickly and become very rich. However, when the price went up to 15 million won, the moderate demand dropped.

There were not many women who could afford a huge amount of money for luxury goods that did not have a lot of money to pay 15 million won for functional cosmetics that were not luxury. So I asked for a lot of pre-work to sell cosmetics.

Larolin, the main ingredient in Quezron cosmetics, needed a factory to legally use it to make cosmetics, and to sell these produced cosmetics at an expensive price, he needed the fame of a leading actor, the use of mass media, and the prestige of the Royal Britain.

If you just sell without these, it's only a slightly expensive level of functional cosmetics that removes acne and blemishes. Companies are not trying to drive brand value for nothing. You have to make people feel different just by having it, and you have to make them feel superior that their quality has gone up, so that consumers can buy it at a high price.

Such a pre-work was in progress and one of them was to turn Eun's parent's factory into a cosmetic production plant. However, because many parts of the preparation were still lacking, the production of cosmetics was only a little later, and it was first to help Eun-ji's parents prevent the factory from going bankrupt.

The situation quoted for a cosmetic factory facility on the internet. I have more than 2 billion now, which varies by location, but it was enough to buy a factory that was roughly 600 square feet by square feet of land. But I didn't need a factory this big, and even though it was smaller, it cost a lot of money, so I decided to invest in Eunji's parents and save as much money as possible.

I had to buy a house in Seoul, so there was a lot of money, and I still didn't know how to make this much money, but I didn't intend to invest too much money carelessly without knowing it like a fool.

When I saw a singer who had recently earned the nickname "small and medium-sized enterprise" walk, I had to be very careful that it was a business because he had lost more than 10 billion won in excess of his business.

The poem called Eun-ji when the café became free. Then, he took the sweet tea from his understanding shoe and handed it to Eunji, who was sitting at the table.

“Eunji, have a drink. ”

“Yes, thank you. ”

A little anxious Eunji drinks tea. I drank it slightly, admiring whether it tasted good, but I looked slightly more comfortable than before.

“How are your parents' factories? ”

“It's just the same. ”

“You haven't borrowed money yet? ”

“Yes……. ”

Eunji gives a heartbreaking expression to the words of the poem. If the factory goes bankrupt, it will be in great debt, and everything will fall apart, not to mention Eunji's house. There is no way an adult over 20 can make a bright face in a situation like this.

“Then do you want me to help you? I have some money he saved up. ”

“Oh, no. Brother, how will it go? I'm borrowing money from someone I know.... ”

Eun-si said with a look of confidence.

“Really? Okay. ”

“Yes……. Thank you for your concern. Brother.”

Eun-ji smiles bluntly and says. I am at least willing to accept the situation. I couldn't have endured the depression if I didn't have the support of the poem in this situation. Besides, I came here to the officetel because there's a situation, otherwise I'd be at home like I'm used to. Officetel contracts are only days away. I had to tell the poet that, but I couldn't get it out of my mouth.

“No. I'm going home after work today. ”

“Thank you so much. Brother.”

To Eun-sik, who was thankful with a depressed expression, the poem gave her a fresh smile. I still have a lot of time to convince him.

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I'm sorry, I just had a couple of days off...

I don't write very well these days, but I have to train for the 2nd and 3rd for the 2nd and 3rd for the 21st, so... sad.

So I'm just going to recharge my appetite with the feeling that I'm going on a trip.

Thank you for always reading!