Dragon’s Legacy

Dragon Lunamos

“The knights will be out soon. Jules told me that she supported me because she thought I liked it better than you and the dress would look great on you. ”

“Lies, lies. That can't be right. I'm the one who looks best in a kezron dress...”

Yoon Smile's face distorted like an evil spirit when she saw a juice seminar proudly speaking as if it had been chosen by the poet.

I shouted it was a lie, but I knew enough that I wouldn't lie like this. I was curious about how Yoon Mi managed to get support by seducing the climax. Otherwise, there was no way Jutsumi, ugly and less than himself, would have been supported by a kezron dress. Obviously there was something to the deal.

“I think I'm better off for Jules. You know how Jules feels, don't you? And he invited me in person, so I went home and I heard about it. He was very kind to me as a newcomer, unlike anyone else. Maybe he didn't succeed for no reason. ”

“You... did? Hang on, I'll call Jules. ”

As Yoon Smile left the waiting room in a quick walk with a murderous look, people gathered around Jusemi.

“What's wrong with you? What are you doing touching that bad boy? ”

“I was really creeped out when I saw you staring at me like you were about to kill me. ”

A stylist and manager looked worried when they saw the seminar with everything they had to say to make it sound like someone else in the day. While no one in the group who had worked with him had a bad personality, it was hard to say because he was popular because he was a clean and good image to the public.

“Hah... I'm nervous. I was so nervous. ”

Jutsumi had just vomited. I thought I was really scared to death.

“What are you really going to do? You know he's not usually that bad, right? Maybe I'll tell a reporter I know later that Miss A is Miss B and let her write a weird article to make sure she knows you. ”

“This is what Jules told me to do. ”

“Jules? President of Quezron? ”

“Yes. Don't let Mr. Smile get you. He said he would help you if something went wrong. ”

“Oh, really? Awesome. You shouldn't have done that. ”

Why did Jusemi fight Yoon Mi confidently? It was because the situation was holding back. Although it came from several analyses, it was in the right order to become the president of a company whose value the situation is regarded in the world.

What was even more frightening was that the image was also very good, and the popularity was also receiving infinite support from middle-aged people. It was hard to find politicians, celebrities, and even the top of the station who didn't like the poetry, so it was easy to ask people to help.

“What did you do to help that great man? ”

“I think he felt sorry for me because I looked good in my clothes and before he got angry. ”

“No... I don't think that's why I'm going to help you. Maybe you liked it? ”

“Yes? Me? ”

Though the stylist in his late 20s guessed as much as he wanted, Jusemi only made a faint face. No matter how much I thought about it, I never felt that way when I met him in person.

“Yeah, think about it. If you didn't like it, you'd want to be sponsored by a celebrity celebrity who's new to you. There's a reason for everything. Do you remember anything special about going to Jules' house? ”

“Well... he gave me some fruit on the way. But it was a strange fruit that I had never seen in my life. I felt like my tears were coming out because I ate them. ”

“Huh? That's it? ”

I asked him if there was anything special, and he was just talking about eating fruit.

“It was really good. If you gave me such precious fruit to eat, you still like it a bit, don't you think? ”

“I don't think so...”

As Juicy and other officials were interested in the situation, Yun Smile got in his car in the parking lot and called the situation.

[Good to see you, Mr. Smile.]

Jules, what's going on? Why did you decide to sponsor a dress for Juicy?]

At the sound of the familiar poem, Yoon Smile resisted the rising anger like a burst.

[Ah... I met Mr. Jusemi in person, and he's pretty and has a small face, so I decided to support him because he looks good in our dress.]

[Don't lie. Juicy. She seduced you, didn't she? His technique is to induce sympathy by pretending to cry for no reason, to sleep with a man and rip off money and luxury goods. Jules has no female experience and is so naive that Juicy, she totally cheated on her.]

Thinking that he believed what he had done was an expression of a pure heart, Yoon smiled boldly despite what he had done to the poet a few days ago.

[I wasn't naive, and it didn't happen. I just decided that it seemed like the best dress to wear, so I don't want you to blame him too much.]

[Ah... really! Let's meet. Let's meet and talk. I can't take it like this.]

[sigh... okay. Then tell me when you can, and I'll come back for you.]

Yoon Mi told me what time it was possible and hung up. I felt like meeting him today, but I had to meet him tomorrow night because I had a schedule until dawn.

Rage boils from my heart. I was angry just thinking about the face of the sudden juice seminar, and my hands were fluttering. It was clear that Bonamana was having sex because of an operation that triggered hypothetical Juicy sympathy. Otherwise, it didn't make sense to sponsor a dress for Juicy on your behalf.

At this rate, you'll miss both the dress and the poem. At any cost, I had to have sex with the poem and turn it into a slave who only listens to his words.

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Late at night, the poet visited Yoon Mi's house at 9: 00 p.m. as promised. When I pressed the bell, the door opened and I saw Yoon Smile in a wild slip. Her chest was revealed with a pale black sheath that brightened her insides. Her vagina was exposed because she was short and had no panties on. It looked very sexy and sexy, as opposed to a clean and innocent face because the slips were too sexy.

“Come in, Jules. I've been waiting.”

The poem followed Yoon Smile. I tried to refrain as much as I could, but the elastic buttocks of Yoon Smile, who moved with rhythm, took away his gaze.

“Your coat, please. I'll walk you.”

The poem thought it would scream as soon as I met him, but Yoon smiled calmly and calmly. He took off his coat kindly and hung it himself. And I made the poem sit on the couch.

“Dresses...”

“Let's not get too heavy from the beginning. Just a minute, I'll make some sweet lattes for Jules. ”

In essence, Yoon Mi, who made it impossible to take it out, went to the kitchen and started making lattes with a capsule coffee machine. When I extracted the espresso from the capsule, there was a great noise and no other sound was heard.

Looking at Yoon Smile's buttocks between the bright lights for a while, I made a hot cafe in a beautiful coffee cup and brought it. But it was no ordinary cafeteria. On top of the coffee, there was a heart pattern that I had seen in pictures.

“Beautiful, isn't it? I practiced because I wanted to do it for Jules. ”

“Thank you. It's beautiful. ”

I don't know if it's true or not, but it wasn't bad. The poem drank coffee.

The flavor was not as special as the last one, but somehow it felt very subtly foreign. It was a distinction that ordinary people could not feel at all, but it was sufficiently clear that the situation had developed to the limits of the body through deep internal air. Just by tasting the liquid that women secrete, I was able to distinguish between all of them.

But the poem calmly drank all the coffee with something unknown in it. And I glimpsed his smile. Turns out, I felt like I was expecting something, but as an actor, I didn't make it big enough to feel special.

Once the unidentified drug, presumably a sleeping pill, was pulled together and sealed with Maggio so that it wouldn't go anywhere, they exhaled together and scattered into the air.

Yoon Smile, who had no idea that such nonsense could be possible, was secretly expecting something to happen.

“Jules, I have some concerns...”

“Yes? Concerns? ”

Whether it was a time-consuming task or not, Yoon Smile started a worrying session in a wrong way.

“Yes... it's a bit embarrassing. It's just Jules. ”

“What are your concerns? ”

“It's really embarrassing... being here...”

Suddenly, Yoon Smile opened his legs in front of the poem and pointed to the vagina. You can see a crevice as if the slip was short and the panties weren't on.

“Please don't do this. ”

The poem quickly closed the open bridges of Yun Smile.

“I'm really worried about you. You won't listen to a woman when she's thinking about it? Jules, that's too much... I'm really worried about asking for help... and you won't listen to me...”

“Hah… I see. Let me just hear you out. ”

The poem was reluctant to let me see her vagina when she was sad as if she was going to shed tears soon.

“You know, this place looks kind of weird. The wings are so big that they pop up like this. ”

Jusemi showed by pulling the noisy sequence with his fingers. I gained a wild weight with a brown color. Yoon Smile, who was increasing his grinness, was extremely obscene in appearance that did not match his clean face at all.

“Well...”

Since it was a concern for the first time, the situation looked at it carefully. I didn't know it before, but it sure looked a little long as I pulled it like this. His face was pure and pure, but his vagina was in a very obscene form.

“I don't know... but it looks good. I don't think you need to worry too much. ”

“What about the smell? I'm worried it might smell bad. Will you take over for me? ”

This time, Yoon Smile asked me to smell it. I said no to the poem, but I couldn't beat Yoon Smile's persistent insistent request, so I eventually snored at the vagina and smelled it.

I just took a shower, but I didn't smell anything particularly nasty, just the smell of body cleanser. However, it seemed like if I stayed, I would ask him to put my penis in it just once, if the hole was small again. At this point, I decided to start exposing the seemingly effective medicinal herbs that are presumed to be sleeping pills.

“I don't smell anything but a body cleanser. I don't think you need to worry about this either... Hmm... But I'm a little sleepy today. ”

“Oh, are you sleepy? ”

Yoon Smile was delighted as if he had waited.

Again, the mysterious ingredient was so obvious that it was a normal sleeping pill that it felt no particular characteristics.

“I'm sorry, I can't be too tired. I'll go back today. Let's talk about dress sponsorship another time. ”

The poem woke up grumbling.

“It's dangerous to drive when you're so tired and sleepy. Take a nap in my bed and go home when you wake up. I'll sleep in the living room. ”

“I'm so sorry. I'm just gonna call a surrogate. ”

“Just sleep in my bed. There's nothing to be sorry about, really. I can sleep in the living room, so you don't have to feel burdened. ”

There was a fight between the poem about to go and Yoon Smile who wouldn't let me go for a while. Yoon Mi prevented the situation by persuading him with all sorts of excuses.

“Oh... Suddenly, I'm so sleepy, I can't stand it. Come on... I've never done this before... I'm sorry. I can't do this. I'm just gonna lay down on the couch for a second. ”

I don't know what would happen if I took a sleeping pill, but the situation lay on the couch pretending not to be able to sleep. And after a while, I pretended to have fallen asleep.

Then, when he wrote his name, a terrifying smile was drawn on Yoon Smile's mouth, as if he had written his rival's name on a dying note.

“You're mine now. The Apocalypse.”

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