Dragon’s Legacy

Seoul

Even though I don't like the poem anymore, I decided to send my familiarity with the poem to Seoul. Although the material part had a big impact, it had a very good personality and no appearance. During these difficult times, familiarity has truly caught a large fish.

“Yes. I thought you might be good for business. ”

“I see. But Eun-ji's parents know Eun-ji is going to Seoul. I know I'm close with Eun-ji's mom, but I'm not the one who can send Eun-ji to Seoul easily... ”

Sook's mom said with a look on her face just in case. Somehow, I only wanted to spend two years in Seoul. Eun-ji is better looking than her acquaintance, but she is much more feminine and charming. In her long experience, it was obvious that the poem would be blinded to Eun-ji rather than familiarity.

“I haven't told her I'm going to Seoul yet, but I'm going to tell her myself. ”

“So? I guess Eun-ji's mom won't let me. If you don't allow me, go up to Seoul with Sook-suk first. I'll convince him on the phone because he's close to me. ”

“Oh, yes. Thank you."

The poem thanked his mother. I knew why I was saying that, but I couldn't show it with my face. However, things will not go according to the expectations of Mature Mother.

“I wish I could have gone to Silver Map.... Right, brother? ”

“Yes. I wish I could go with you. ”

“ ……. ”

I met Eun-si's mother several times and said with a worried look that Eun-si might not be able to come up to Seoul together. I used to take the poem, but I felt like I was too young. I missed it a lot because I hadn't seen it for a long time.

However, while talking to the poem, Sook was staring at Sook's familiarity with a face that said it was useless. Now, even if my best friend is a cancer friend, I can hold a grudge against my friend for a moment, but that naive and foolish familiarity didn't know that.

“Oh, right. Mother, put this on. ”

“Huh? What do you mean? ”

The poem took the Quezron cosmetics out of his bag and gave them to him. So far, there was no woman who did not like this cosmetic product and there was no woman who did not like it. Naturally, even Sook's mom looked at the cosmetics and her eyes widened as soon as she saw them.

“Oh, it's so pretty. ”

At the same time, the poem told me what kind of cosmetic product it is and how effective it is, but it was very appealing to the fact that it was extremely expensive. Then, his mother was full of curiosity and curiosity, and she smelled cosmetics and tried to apply them on the back of her hands.

“Wow, this smells good and moisturizes really good. ”

“Thank you, Big Sissy. I'll use it well.”

Sook's mother smiled widely and said to the poet, After her husband's factory went bankrupt and came to this shabby house, every day was hard and painful, and I could smile without any worries for a long time.

I really didn't dislike anything from one to ten. His mother knew it was a miracle that he brought such a nice guy with him and that he couldn't possibly meet a better guy. So it had to be followed by the situation of familiarity.

“Mom, I'm going to tell her I'm quitting my part-time job. ”

“Yes, yes. Leave quickly and go up with the poet. Okay?"

At the word of familiarity, his mother told him to stop part-time. Don't you have to stay with Sook to make sure that rice is fed or killed? However, since the familiarity is too premature and I don't know anything about men, I decided to teach him how to seduce the situation.

“Mother, I'll be going then. ”

“Yes, paparazzi. Thank you so much for the gift, and I enjoyed it today. Come hang out with Sook next time, okay? ”

“Yes, Mother. ”

“Mom, I'm coming too. ”

“Sook, why don't you come to Mommy for a second? ”

“Yes? Why? ”

Now I'm getting up and going out, but when my mom called me with a gesture, I got close to her confused expression. Then my mom whispered in her ear.

“Fool, don't be awkward like you are now. Get closer and put your arms together. And if the poet asks you to come home late at night or to eat noodles, you must go. And the membrane.

“Oh, okay. ”

My mom, who always told me to be cautious and watch out for men, replied with a slight panic when she told me to be in a relationship with the situation. But you think you don't know anything about men.

“Okay? Okay. Here we go.”

After saying goodbye and going out to get acquainted with her, she returned to her room and immediately called Eun-ji's mom.

[Hello. Oh, it's been a long time, mother. What are you doing these days?]

Eunji's mom answers the phone and asks in a slightly surprised voice. I heard that Sook-yin's factory collapsed and left, but I didn't think he'd call me like this.

[It's just me. By the way, Eun-si, do you know it's the Crown Prince?]

Since it was a purposeful phone call, Mature Mother did not do any useless gossip at all and brought up the story about the situation.

[Oh, how does a homeless mother know our pope?]

What do you mean, our poem?]

Eun-ji's mom naturally said it was our situation, and she said it sharply. If I didn't know the existence of the poem, I was going to prevent Eun-ji from taking me to Seoul with her in a slightly negative way, but I think I've already met Eun-ji's mom.

[Our Eun-ji brought him earlier. It was so beautiful.... You look great with our Eunji. But how does a homeless mother know our pope?]

[Actually, I have a pope with me today. I came to ask permission to go to Seoul with our boarder. How surprised I was.... Hoho.]

When my mom kept saying it was our situation, my mom was a little annoyed. After going to Seoul with Eun-ji, I think I'll really go to Seoul with Eun-ji.

[In Seoul with Jisuk? What's that supposed to mean? Father-in-law, tell me more.]

Eunji's mom said urgently with a slightly flimsy voice. Of course, Eun-si and the situation worked so well that I knew I could hear my mother-in-law's voice, but something was wrong. You're suddenly going to Seoul with Sook-suk?

[Didn't you know? Seung-sook asked me to let him go to Seoul with him today. I can't spend it in Seoul with an out-of-towner. But you can't just get pregnant.]

We have to get her married right away. I felt like I wished that Sook would get married quickly so that other women, like Eun-ji, would get pregnant with the child of the poem. However, Eun-si, who likes the poem, told me that she didn't want to spend it with me on purpose because she could have done something about it.

[Oh, pregnancy. No, my pope wouldn't touch any woman.]

[What kind of girl is our boarder?]

Eunji's mom was so trusting and said in a sharp voice that she was angry that the poem would never touch her. Earlier, I was quite disturbed by the fact that the poem was going with Eunji, but it ended up like this. No matter how much Eun-ji looked, Eun-ji's mom was full of nasty things that would tie the poem to the silverware, but if she went on like this, she was sure that the poem would be taken away by a silverware who knew no man at all.

In fact, a mommy was only thinking about her daughter so naively. Like a normal mom who thought her son would never smoke or drink, a homeless mother thought she'd never held the hands of a man. However, I wonder what kind of reaction would you have if you knew that that naive familiarity ran naked first to seduce the situation.

[Oh, that's not what I meant. I didn't know our pope was so close to Sook.]

[The pope gave me expensive cosmetics. This is like going out with our tenants.]

Apparently, he was worried about spending time with Seoul until just now, and now he bragged that Sook is deeper with the situation.

[I got that cosmetic too. You didn't know I got it much faster than my mom did, did you?]

[What, what?]

At first, Eun-who and his mum who were talking in a decent atmosphere were bragging with pride that their daughters had a deeper relationship with the situation.

[To be honest, our Eunji is much prettier and nicer to men than ordinary people. Do you know how to be a gentleman and how to be a gentleman?]

[Hmmm, we're very familiar and you don't know we fed the pope the fruit today? She's a lot better in bed than Eun-ji.]

The idea of keeping Eun-suk from going to Seoul with the poem was already behind the scenes, and Sook-su's mom was fighting over Eun-suk shouting that he was compatible with the poem. Although it didn't hurt to look at his daughter, Sook-su, to be honest, Eun-si was stronger in attracting men.

At this rate, I was potentially enriched by the possibility that I was anxious earlier. It was a good thing I called Eunji's mom. If I did wrong, I could have been beaten by a hopeless Eun-si.

While talking to Eun-ji's mom, she decided to teach her boyfriend how to seduce him. Eyes filled with hot will. This gaze seemed to me when old familiarity was determined to seduce the situation. Obviously, the mother was right and the mother who was familiar and familiar resembled her terribly.

Eun Ji and Sook were about to take over the situation, and their mother got involved. In my spare time.... There was a struggle in reality that even though the poem was self-inflicted, it was hard to say which!

The poem followed the familiarity into the store together. It wasn't even 12: 00 yet, so I didn't have any customers, and only a few people were in the store.

When I look around, I notice a man who was flinching with his acquaintance yesterday. At that moment, I met the poem and looked at him, not avoiding him, but empowering his eyes. Last night, I ran away scared, but after a day, I didn't understand why I ran away. I was so upset last night that I promised I would never let you go if I saw the poem again.

“Brother, I want to talk to my boss. Wait here for a moment. ”

“Yes, go. ”

Familiarity often walked to the boss at the counter and spoke to him. The man's eyes follow the familiarity and look up and down. The eyes of a young man filled with lust. The man who was staring at familiarity for a moment looked back at the situation with scary eyes. He was angry because he didn't eat that stuffy fame even though he was wearing thick clothes.

“Huh?"

However, unlike before, when the situation and eyes met, fear arose for twenty years. It's the same feeling I felt yesterday. I can't even breathe like I met a bear or a tiger naked in the mountains.

I was trembling slightly, but the poem was getting closer. At the same time, the man takes a few steps back with a terrified expression. However, I suddenly hit the wall and couldn't go back any further, and the situation and distance narrowed in an instant.

I'm just close by, but I'm so scared that I can't even speak properly. I really regretted why I was just staring at the situation.

“Did you just see Sook? ”

“Ah……. Ah... ”

Even the words could not come out of my eyes as if they were about to be killed. I was so afraid to pee.

“Do you want to die? ”

The poem whispered in a man's ear. It was impossible for the layperson to endure because Margie was blowing herself up. Moreover, the man is trembling with this fear because his vigor was not such a valiant defeat, but a life to kill his enemies.

A few part-time students nearby looked this way, but they quickly turned their heads to see if they were involved in anything strange.

“Sa, sa, save me……. P-please... ”

The man wept and begged. The life of a murderer is nothing compared to that of a commoner, who is terrified by fear. Then, this punk who looks like he has his own pecker completely surrendered to the poem, not only his body but also his heart. Yesterday's fear is, "The next time I see you, I'll kill you." 'If it was a slightly awkward fear that made me feel', this fear is now ‘I might really die next time I see it.' It was intense enough to imprint the idea.

“One more look in front of my eyes and I'll leave you alone. ”

“Yes……. Yes…… Thank you…. ”

The poem said thanks to the man for his tears. The poem stared at the man once more intensely, then turned around and went to the door of the store. Then the man collapses. Before, however, I was holding on to pee, but after the poem disappeared, I was relieved and when I fell down, my pee burst out and soaked the floor.

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