Dragon’s Legacy

Dragon Lunamos

It was expensive but not very appealing What the poem wanted was not whether it was located in Gangnam. Adequate circumstances were sufficient without a car but not uncomfortable.

Shortly after the text message about going down came out of the apartment. He was wearing a sweater and skinny pants, but he was wearing a hat that the poet had given him. After a while, Silver Rain found the chasm's car and got on the train.

“Tired, right?”

“Yes, silly. Do you have any idea how early you woke up? ”

When the poem took off his hat, Silver's face was perfectly makeup. Before the celebrities went on air, they said they were doing makeup in the salon at dawn, and it seemed like Silver Rain did that today.

“Oh! I see. I didn't think of that. I wanted to see you too early. I'm sorry, Eun-Bi. ”

“Heh, heh. It's okay.”

“I'm going to relieve you of your fatigue because I didn't think it through. ”

“You? How? Here?"

“Come here. ”

The poem raises the healing power and raises the silver jeweled sweater. Then a pretty brassiere with a lace that seemed to be worn carefully came out. I thought I'd show my underwear later, so I put it on.

“Hey, what are you doing here? ”

“A simple massage. ”

The poem put his hand inside the brassiere and squeezed his chest. Since it was a hand full of healing power, there was no problem in rubbing my chest to relieve some of the fatigue.

“Idiot, you can't touch your breasts when you're looking at people. ”

“Don't worry. because you can't see inside. ”

“Tsk, you just want to touch my breasts, so you're relieving me of fatigue. ”

“Haha. I'm really touching it to release Eun-bee's blood. ”

“What a pervert. ”

The relief of being invisible from the outside makes the poet's head tingle with enthusiasm. I feel pretty cute touching the poem because I'm so passionate about my breasts.

“Okay, done. How's that? You're feeling better, right? ”

The poem only takes off his hands after touching his chest to satisfy him. The purpose of relieving fatigue was right, but it was not wrong because I wanted to touch my breasts.

“Huh? Really? I think we're good. ”

I woke up early in the morning and my tired body was relieved and my dry eyes were fine. When I was relieved of my fatigue enough to be sure it was simply a placebo effect, I thought that the secret was really because the poem touched my heart. It wasn't that weird to squeeze my chest to make my chest bigger, but it was really amazing to relieve my fatigue by squeezing my chest.

“I told you today it's a simple day job, right? ”

“Yes, I know. I wore them easily just because I gave them clothes to wear. ”

“Good. Let's get going then. ”

Silver's house and the poetry cafe are not far from here. It was Cheongdamdong right next to Apgujeong-dong.

When I arrived at the cafe earlier than expected, people stood in line long enough to see whether the events on the Kestron homepage had spread across multiple sites or not. The sample quantity was one of the main reasons why it was only given to the first 200 people standing in line. Since it was rumored that the price of Quezron cosmetics was so high and that it was as good as that, young women were waiting to try samples from the dawn.

The sitter stopped in a private parking lot and kissed her before going to the cafe. When I entered the cafe, I didn't have time to kiss, so I had to make a lot of arrangements in advance.

“Pervert. Stop touching my breasts. You just touched it.”

“I feel good. ”

One day, the poet put his hand inside the knit and touched Silver Rain's chest. He had not been with a woman for 26 years, so he wanted to touch her breasts whenever he could. Ah... This warm and gentle feeling...

“We're running out of time. Let's go. I have to change, too. ”

“Okay, put on your hat. ”

Wearing the hat the poet gave me, Silver Rain got out of the car. I was a little embarrassed to see people standing in line not too far away, but I just gave them my breasts in the car and kissed the poem.

With a sample box, Silver Rain entered the cafe wearing a hat, along with the revelation from the car. Luckily, no one seemed to recognize him.

Silver came in advance and greeted the silverware that was preparing and took the clothes prepared by the poem and went into the dressing room. Every time I came to Cafe Quezron, I thought it was cute and pretty. Silver changed his clothes and went out to the cafe wearing stockings and comfortable shoes.

“Wow, she's amazing. ”

“How can you have such a small face? ”

After the silver uniform came out, the part-time students were amazed and talked to each other.

“How are you? Are you okay? ”

“It looks good on you. ”

The secret of wearing a Quezron Cafe uniform was a different charm. Would it go well with a clean uniform? If there were no people around, the poem would have shoved his face right into the skirt of silver.

“What am I supposed to do? ”

“Eun Bee can give you cosmetic samples. It won't take long because there are 200. ”

“Yes, I understand! ”

This is the first time I've ever done anything like this. The secret was a lot of fighting. My heart was pounding for some reason.

At 10 o'clock, the door to the café opened.

Normally, some people would line up before the cafe even opened to drink coffee, but that wasn't the case today.

When Eugene posted the materials on the Cafe Quezron homepage, they quickly spread to SNS and large sites, and only over 100 people lined up early in the morning. I made some preparations this time because I had suffered quite a bit during the event the last time.

Before opening the cafe, I handed out the number tags to the people in the line. And as soon as I opened the cafe and became 200 people, I set up a dashboard saying that the event was closed so that no one would line up for me. I also offered coffee, cookies, etc. to the side store in case things got crowded around me. This alone allowed me to conduct the event quite comfortably, unlike before.

“Thank you. Here's a sample of Quezron cosmetics! ”

In a crowded cafe, the secret smiles and gives samples to the 58th woman who ordered coffee.

It was a military day, with the exception of the coffeemaker's hideaway, silver was a distinct beauty among the many women in the cafe. The beauty that I felt when I looked at the TV screen was not compared to the beauty of the secret among ordinary women now. From the back of the silver rain to the illusion of a shimmering glow.

Guests who came to the cafe were busy taking pictures of the Elongated Silver Secret.

“Hey, is Eun-Bi wearing this cosmetic too? I really like my skin...... ”

The 58th female guest who had just ordered coffee asked Silver. The secret wasn't just pretty. Clear and white skin without any blemishes was strange enough that women did not feel jealous.

“Yes, I also buy and use Quezron cosmetics, which really cleans my skin. You can feel the effects just by using a sample. If it doesn't work well even after applying cosmetics, you can say a word to that ugly guy over there. ”

As Silver was pointing to the situation, people who were listening to the story around them smiled lightly. To the poet, he always spoke in a discreet manner, but now he smiles professionally and speaks skillfully. I was not a top actor for no reason.

We ran out of cosmetic samples ready for 200. I could buy one per person, but even if it wasn't an event, I had enough guests to sell it in a snap. However, in today's case, it was meaningful that 200 people were waiting in line. Thanks to this, there seemed to be quite a promotion effect for people who were taking pictures of themselves and sharing them on the internet through SNS.

After I handed out all the samples, I held a simple secret autograph in front of the cafe. It was a sign meeting in front of the cafe, so people got crowded quickly and the streets became quite crowded. Otherwise, other cafe owners who hated Cafe Quezron would protest against the city with an annoying face.

“Hey, asshole. What the fuck are you doing? Can we just make people so complicated on the streets? Huh? Can I? ”

“As Ms. Kim said, this is a complete complaint. ”

It was just swearing that the horse protested. A man in his mid-40s, who appeared to be the head of a nearby cafe, looked at the nearby crowd as he loudly cursed at the poet on the street in front of Cafe Quezron.

Silver is also looking at you with worried eyes.

“Sorry to mess up the streets, but I don't think there's a big problem. As you can see, it's crowded in front of our shop, and it's not crowded in front of other cafes. And in the store next door, where we were dealing with the damage, I asked for a heads up. ”

“What, what? You got a problem with that? Don't you think grown-ups talk like that? I'm gonna kill this son of a bitch. It's crowded this way, so people come to our cafe and drink it. Damn it, did your parents teach you that? ”

“I find it a little unbearable for an adult to curse with strange logic. ”

The situation was annoyed when I thought the cafe owner in front of me was talking nonsense and working with a power blogger to create a blowout movement. Then Margie got up and spread to the limb white sea by herself, and an enormous surge of energy began to erupt.

“Well, what the hell. Yeah, well, what if you don't? Do you know who I am? ”

Having the power of the poem in front of him, President Kim felt a fear in front of the beast. The horror of the abyss that blooms deep in your heart. The human animal senses are calling for you to flee immediately.

“You, we'll see. ”

After not overcoming the horror, Kim left with a frightened look on his tail, and the nearby owners also left with a puzzled look.

Café Quezron was popular, but it was expensive, so there was no need for guests to visit nearby cafes at all. It was because no matter how tasty the price difference was, I could not avoid the realistic burden of money.

I didn't sprinkle coupons so that the city could eat cheap coffee like a big corporation to ruin shops with fewer customers because of Cafe Quezron. I've always sold for the same price, and I've never done anything mean or rude. There is no reason to be so insulted by the movements invoked from the surrounding cafes. It was reasonable to think of a solution if you were to be eliminated from the competition, but it was not the right thing to do to plot or plot behind the scenes.

However, for this reason, the poem simply returned the protesting presidents to their senses.

The owners of the cafe around him, Kim, who was the representative, was afraid to run away, but his pride was greatly hurt when he thought he was scared of the young man. But at that moment, I was so scared that I was glad that I ran away without my tail.

Whether there was a conflict or not with the owners of nearby cafes, a photo of a secret in black flashing stockings in cafe kezron's uniform began to spread with rapid transmission SNS.

She was quite popular because of her coverage and high viewership drama, but she was not a big time celebrity.

But the picture of the secret that was spreading was making the Internet look suspicious.

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