Dragon’s Legacy

Quezron Launch

[Hey! If I say no, that's it! Huh? If I say no, is the business over? Do you know who I am? I'm gonna be a power-blogger! If I post one, it's all over for you!]

[I'm sorry, but chocolate cookies are sold quickly at our cafe Kesron....]

[I mean, if you tell me you're selling, will the business end? I've never seen such a crappy cafe before in my life! Go get the boss! Get the boss!]

[Sorry, sir. The boss isn't here right now...]

[Hey! Then what the hell is going on! You don't even give free coffee? You're doing this to me? You think I'm gonna stand here?]

Even though Eunji's expression was perpetual, she was a pretty big woman who claimed to be a power-blogger. Customers around me were constantly cursing and getting angry, whether they were staring or not.

Until now, I was thinking a little lightly, but when I saw that heavy, angry woman pushing away the silver paper from the video, I was angry.

I wanted to punch her in the thick belly as soon as I could figure out where she was, but violence wasn't the whole solution.

I didn't run my blog as a hobby when I looked at the site. He seemed to be a professional blogger, working hard not only on co-purchasing, but also on promoting the products of companies.

Thank God Café Quezron is not a cafe influenced by that kind of power blogger writing. If someone had just opened it and criticized the Power Blogger for living with muscles, it would have been really bad, not a joke.

Then I wanted her to feel for herself what it would be like to post a letter and have your shop completely finished.

The eyes of the poem deepened.

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The Pope decided to take care of things in a complex way.

Although I only had a plan, I decided to use Yumi's photo as a café poster. However, Yumi's body still wasn't as perfect as the model, so I visited her every night and massaged her regularly after having fun with praise and Yumi. I didn't use magic so much that it was too dark, but I thought if I looked at it every day, I would see what changed, but I could see that Yumi's body and praise were becoming a little more beautiful in a week.

At night, he gave Yumi and praise massages and enrolled wholesalers about Quezron to create a website for Cafe Quezron whenever he had time. The site intended to follow basic formats such as promoting new products like other basic cafes, occasionally running events and bulletin boards, but that was not the main purpose.

I wanted to teach power bloggers about the harsh reality of life through the new Cafe Quezron site. When I wasn't as strong as I used to be, I was as powerful as I am now, but I couldn't just be fooled.

Hanchang was busy selling cosmetics, site creation, Ruby and Yumi massage at the midterm exam of the university, and one night, Eunji who built a face came to the poem's room.

“Brother, I've come to see him again. ”

“Him? ”

I asked him, looking at the depressing silverware sitting on the bed.

And I said, "Yeah, you know, the blogger guy. The one you asked me about. I came back this morning and I was so angry that I left. ”

“Why? Why else would I be mad? ”

I was furious with the appearance of a hidden place that seemed to shed tears soon, but the situation remained calm and asked.

“It was similar to before. He asked for coffee and chocolate cookies for free because he would review them. I was so angry again that I couldn't. ”

I also wrote that I would not do that, but I thought it would make sense to come and fight again. He probably didn't react, so he was clearly looking at it as an intro.

“But this time, he also said something strange, that he was going to do a blowout instead of just posting on the site. ”

“A shambles movement. She's amazing too. ”

I had no idea what kind of nonsense I was going to do. You're not gonna let me buy you coffee and chocolate cookies for free? At this point, I came up with a ridiculous laugh.

Like everyone crossing or crossing the street by themselves in order to keep order well, other power bloggers worked hard without any problems, but there was something that insulted the whole community by doing this nonsense.

“Call me the next time you see me. I'll kick you out. ”

“Are you going to be okay? I heard it's a shambles movement... Why don't we just give him a free cup of coffee? ”

“You can't do that. There are a lot of celebrities around to promote the cafe, but you can't ask a power blogger to review it. We have to cut off the grasslands so we can never do this again. ”

“How?”

“You'll find out soon enough. ”

The poem comforted her and patted her back.

Soon after going to Eunji, there was an article on the True Power Blog that said Cafe Quezron was immortalized. Surprisingly, there were quite a few people who responded to the nonsense of shambles.

[That's right. That kind of bad café should be a sham. Let's spread the word and make sure we never have to do business again!]

[This place is the worst. Coffee tastes like shit and part-timers are totally rude. I don't know why there are so many people going. Totally unclean.]

[I went to Cafe Quezron a lot, and I was really disappointed with this article. Coffee is delicious, but what if it tastes good? I'll join the shamanism.]

There were a lot of comments, but it was filled with words that seemed intense, from cursing at cafe kezron.

Despite the blasphemy, the genuine power blogger was closer to anti-flying around the feminine site, but "let's stop the business! Cafe Quezron is causing damage to nearby shops. ’etc. was just commenting at a nearby cafe.

But over time, the slander of Cafe Quezron has been increasing on the Internet, whether the intention is just the poem.

Just as slanderous articles spread on the Internet, fake facts were added that did not happen for a moment. I wrote in my comments that I was not a person who had been to Café Quezron, but I only went around the Internet missing the fact that it wasn't by people who liked gossip.

Some of them had never been to Café Quezron, and some people were criticizing it for no reason, and bad comments were slowly being formed in Café Quezron.

However, it was inevitable that the true power blogger, who seemed to have received something from the surrounding cafes, was able to post posts all day long on the site, and people who were presumed to be cafe officials immediately posted insulting comments, but the opinion was exacerbated because the situation did not respond.

At this point, I told the Pope that I should report Eunhyun to the police as more concerned than the Pope, but the Pope only kissed and massaged the Pope to reassure him of the mystery and familiarity.

Café Quezron's website was almost finished when Café Quezron didn't like the opinion.

In order to take a picture for the homepage, the poem was massaging the night before after compliments and sex with Yumi.

“Have you changed your body? ”

“It's changed a lot. I was massaged wonderfully, but my legs were thinner, my breasts were bigger, my stomach was smaller.... How can you do this with just a massage? It's amazing. ”

Yummi replied with a face full of wonder as he massaged his breasts clearly and asked.

It had been two weeks since I had received the massage from the poet, but at first the effect of the massage that was so relaxing was visible about a week later. It wasn't that tall, it wasn't that much, but the overall body balance improved, so I could feel that there were more people prowling around me because I could just wear simple T-shirts and shorts, but my body looked so good.

“I'm taking a photo in the cafe tomorrow morning, and then in the studio. Would you like to join me? ”

The compliment of having had sex and having been massaged was sitting on the bed naked, gazing at Yumi with a blank expression.

“Praise?”

“Yes? Brother. Why?"

Yummi, who was dumbfounded, was furious with the words of the poem and replied.

The body of praise, which had nothing to wear, was as perfect as any woman could wish for. Previously, it was a steady workout, but it wasn't completely lacking. It was kind of absurd to say it was lacking compared to other women, but it was lacking in praise anyway.

It regulates long, slick, but poorly visible leg muscles and makes your buttocks firm. In addition, the breasts were slightly enlarged and the balance was perfectly balanced and each part of the body slightly curved.

In a way, nothing changed significantly from the bottom of my neck to the toes, but everything seemed to have changed slightly and perfectly, but it became possible through a photo shop.

“I'm shooting Yumi tomorrow. Do you want to come with me? I get bored when I'm home alone. It's Saturday, so I'm going out on a date. ”

“Oh, yes. I like it.”

“What were you thinking? ”

“I'm just glad I met you. ”

“Haha.”

Seeing a compliment with a slightly shy expression, the poem smiled lightly.

“Brother, what are you going to wear for the shoot tomorrow? ”

“Barista outfits, cafe uniforms worn by part-time residents, and a dress I've prepared? ”

“I'm excited about your dress. Hehe.”

“Haha. Yes. All right, massage over. Get up. Let's check it out. ”

“Yes, brother! ”

Yumi got out of bed and grabbed a plausible pose without any shame, even though she was naked to see the situation well. It looks healthier than usual because of the sex I just had.

The height of the chant was 172.4 centimeters and Yumi's height was 165.8 centimeters. However, it makes a difference when the two of them stood together. When I put Yusuf aside, he had a small head and a long western body, so it looked much more than 165 centimeters.

Yumi's chest, which was the A cup, grew closer to the B cup and completed some calibration like a compliment, resulting in a body that was almost impeccable. But that didn't mean that Yumi and Chan were in the same shape.

Because I didn't like the awkward faces and bodies of plastic women who also like to be subjected to common criticism, I tried to refine only the details and maintain the basic characteristics as much as possible and make a natural and beautiful body.

“Oh, that tickles. I want to touch you, too. ”

When the poem touched Yumi's body, Yumi slightly twitched his body and gave her a kiss while hugging the poem.

“Let's come and kiss my brother, too. ”

“Well, I guess so. ”

Yumi brought a compliment that was sitting alone, and the two sisters kissed each other on the face of the poem.

“Haha. That tickles. ”

The poem smiled lightly, looking at such praise and eulogy.

With this much skin and body, I didn't think I would need to become a model for the fashion brand, Quezron, as well as cosmetics.

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