Let Me Be Reborn

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“Brother, are you related to your son? ”

I dig sharply.

Seohyun was always quick to notice.

Especially when it comes to male and female relationships. When I once stalked, my symptoms alone penetrated all of my female history.

Let's deny it for now.

“· · · No? ”

“Why, but the professor wants to see you in person? ”

“I don't know. Then why do you ask? ”

Seohyun was admitted to the hospital a while ago. And then I redefined my relationship with her through the reform of common sense. Is there a problem with the reform of common sense?

“You could ask. Between you and me. ”

“What is it with you and me? ”

I took a defensive stance.

You must be cautious because you do not know the intentions.

Seohyun was disappointed.

“You said you were going to be partners. ”

‘Phew. Luckily, you didn't break the ban. ’

[Yeah, I was scared, too.]

“Keep your voice down. You want to go around advertising the neighborhood? ”

“I'm disappointed, to be honest. I didn't get out of here and I didn't see him very well. ”

“Sorry, I've been busy. ”

“Then you get along well with other women. ”

“He's not really a professor. ”

“Apart from you. You were talking to her earlier. Did you think I wouldn't notice? ”

"Wow, how many eyes does this girl have? ’

“You've known that for a long time, right? ”

“I know, but · · · · I'm a little disappointed because you seem to be avoiding me. What kind of partner does that? ”

The conversation did not cause a problem with the reform of common sense. However, I felt sad that I had not met my partner.

‘This is really tiring. In the second semester, you should try taking classes with us and the kids separately. I can't believe I have to notice you every time I see you. ’

[There are too many women in charge. How about a little less?]

‘Cause I'm too affectionate. ’

To be honest, Seohyun didn't care about the loss. But I was sorry to cut her into pieces while she was in the hospital. There were some misunderstandings about him.

I told Seohyun.

“Okay, I'll make it an hour this week. ”

“This week? Not today?”

“I have a meeting this afternoon. ”

“Never again · · · there. ”

“No? When you see a woman, you look at me like I'm running? ”

[Isn't that true?]

‘You don't know what medicine is. ’

“· · · By the way, this week? ”

“Yes, you can study together. ”

“Final exam?”

“Yeah, you're good at studying. ”

Seohyun Park is a first-grade tower. From the elite gym education department who received a full scholarship for first class admission. There's nothing wrong with being close.

“You're good at studying. ”

“We're in different grades anyway. Wouldn't it be better to be a cooperative partner than a competing relationship? ”

“Hmmm, you and I are such partners. ”

Seohyun seemed to feel a little relieved.

She turned to me.

“Honestly, I don't care who you're seeing. We decided not to restrain each other. ”

“Thank you for understanding. ”

“But don't leave me alone. You know I'm jealous. ”

“I know. I know. Be sure to check it out this week. ”

“You promised? ”

“Yes, I'll be in touch. ”

I barely lost Seo Hyun who was sticking to me.

Although it was much better than stalking in the past, it must always be a tough opponent.

‘Whew, I really listen to my second semester application no matter what. ’

[It's probably best not to face them as much as possible.]

When I arrived at the professor's lab a little late with Seohyun's intervention, I tapped my breath and knocked on the door.

Knock, knock.

“Professor, are you in there? ”

“Yeah, huff-puff, wow. ”

I opened the door with a slight tension due to the sound of my shortness of breath, and the professor who had changed into his training outfit was pedaling hard on the indoor cycle.

Leggings clinging to her legs reveal a thin, angled crust, and a sweaty blob was falling from her clavicle above her tank top bra.

Were you getting dressed and exercising at the end of class?

“Were you exercising? ”

“Uh, no, wait. I feel like I have to do it for 30 minutes a day. ”

A handkerchief stops pedaling, pulls you off the saddle with a towel around your neck. Even though the air conditioning was on, the sweaty professor showed off his elastic body and stole the sweat on his forehead.

“Phew, it's hot. Can I get you some fresh water? ”

“You should drink more than me. ”

“Don't just stand there. Sit on the couch. ”

“Yes.”

Sitting on the couch, the professor who took the bottled water from the refrigerator brought it along with the cold water in the water cup.

“Here.”

“Start with the professor. ”

“Should I?”

The professor tilts his head upward, propping one hand against the side and sipping the cold water. The hair on my hair tied with a hairband was so sexy that it stuck to my neck. No matter how much I thought about it, it seemed like an intentional sex appeal.

When the sweaty drops poured down his neck into the deep valley, I felt like I was going to catch my breath.

[You're determined.]

‘Isn't that what you see? Is it okay for a professor to seduce a student like that? ’

The professor, who drank half a cup of water, reached out the remaining glass.

“Here, you drink it. ”

The dark lipstick marks on the professor's hand were on the glass.

“Professor, do you mind if I eat this? ”

The professor smiled.

“What do you think? Between us.”

The professor kept emphasizing intimacy. I drank water without lipstick on purpose. I put down the empty water cup and asked the professor who was sitting on the sofa.

“But what's the matter with me? ”

“Uh, I just wanted to talk to you. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

“It's the final exam. ”

“Yes.”

“I think I'll get an A + at the end of the term because my midterm is good, too. ”

“I'll work hard. ”

“I'd like to give you a heads-up about the test, but · ·. ”

“No. I told you before, but I'd like to try it on my own. You can do enough. ”

“Yes, I know. I didn't want to talk about it because I thought you'd say no. ”

“Then why? ”

“I was wondering if you needed some extra money. ”

“Allowance?”

[Isn't it enough now?]

‘Yes, and I don't really want to get involved with money, no matter how young you are. ’

I'm trying to state my intention of refusal by being skillful, but Professor Hand struck me first.

“Oh, don't get me wrong. I saw the recruitment posters on this one. ”

“A poster?”

“Yes, you're the poster model for the high school, right? ”

“Ahh · · ·. ”

It looks like a recruitment poster from the criminal university that was taken with Jung Yin the other day. Do you think Cyan went down on the faculty in advance?

“I saw a familiar face in the e-approval void. ”

“We and our assistant teachers recommended it. A little gratuity. ”

“Yes. I was wondering if I could help you. The government funded a project this summer on vacation. ”

“Project?”

“Yes, I'm a graduate student of industrial design, and I think college students can participate. ”

“But I'm not an art major. ”

“Ah, no. It's an experience, not a design area. We and our graduate students test and write experiential reviews, which has nothing to do with our specialties. ”

“What kind of clinical trial is that? ”

“I'll take that as a yes. Just think of it like buying stuff off the Internet and leaving a product review. What do you think?”

It turned out that the professor called him because it was a short summer vacation offer. When it comes to grades, I have a history of rejection and did not bring it up.

[Obviously, vacation is imminent. I get a lot of jobs like this.]

‘That's the reason for the backer. ’

"Justification"?

‘It's obvious what they're up to. Let's guess what the government will give as research aid anyways, as well as spare money and project excuses during the holidays. Let's just say good luck and fuck off. ’

[Aha, there's a hidden intention.]

"I'm Chuck, by the looks of it. Don't you see? As soon as I finish class, I return my clothes to my body and I sweat. It's like putting it on your forehead to fuck you. ’

“What do you think? ”

“Hmm · · · ·. ”

“It pays well for Tester. I was supposed to recommend an undergraduate to us, but I recommended you on purpose. ”

“Huh? Then you shouldn't be in trouble because of me. ”

“No, it's okay. Because the product to be tested is home-training, it's ranked # 1 by people who exercise a lot. The moment I saw the bandit recruitment poster, I thought I'd teach you. ”

“Ahh · · ·. I see.”

“I know you're in good shape. ”

The professor smiled wildly and covered me up and down.

A collection of tempting men flows from the body that is still not sweating. I looked closely and saw that I wasn't wearing a bra underneath the tank, so my nipples were twisted in the middle. Is it because of the twisted look?

“Thank you for seeing me like that. ”

“I will.

“Yeah. Well, it's better than just playing. I can't believe you even brought Albany. ”

“Good thinking. I'll give you an application here. Can you fill it up? ”

The professor handed me the application and the ball pan prepared on the table.

I was filling out my name, affiliation, name, address, etc. and the professor of the hand who had just returned behind the sofa put his hand on my shoulder.

“No. Leave it blank. ”

“Oh · ·, yes. ”

“Use the right motivation for support. ”

Once on the shoulder, the professor leaned his torso against the backrest to make sure he didn't want to retreat. It was funny that I started pretending to be a coach when I wrote my application.

You're playing tricks on me.

[Professor Hand is quite explicit.]

‘Goldmith has a hot spot. ’

I'm working hard to fill in the blanks, but suddenly a soft lump rests on my head.

“Huh?"

“Oh, you touched it. ”

The professor was rubbing it openly. Her luscious breasts feel vivid with a thin tank top.

“But your shoulders are a little tight, aren't they? Do you exercise a lot these days? ”

The professor started rubbing his breasts and shoulders with both hands. I continued taking notes without shouting.

“I'm taking a break from my workout. I have to prepare for the final exam. ”

“It's already two weeks away. ”

“There's only two weeks left. I have a lot to study quietly. ”

“He really works hard at everything. ”

“Thank you for taking such good care of me. ”

“Ha, but I'm sweating a little too much. ”

The professor who was rubbing his shoulders suddenly waved his fist like a fever. I turned my head back for some reason, and my handkerchief was lifting his tank top with a towel around his neck and stealing his sweat. The professor deliberately provoked me, enjoying my gaze.

“There's a lot of inconvenience about having big breasts. Even if I exercise a little, I'm sweating like this. ”

“Oh · · Yes. ”

Hey, that's a little...]

‘Your body looks firm. ’

[Shouldn't you be getting together soon?]

‘Yeah, I know. But can a sparrow get past the mill? ’

I glanced up at the professor's abundant chest and asked.

“· · · Can I help you, professor? ”

* * *

“· · · Can I help you, professor? ”

“Oh, thank you for that. It's too tight. ”

The professor handed me the towel with the face described above. Taun, who received the towel, stood up on the couch and began to wipe the sweat from around the tank top. As I wiped every corner from the clavicle to the armpits and valleys, the breath of the stimulated hand became slightly rougher.

“Ah · · ah. A little under. ”

“Under?”

“Yes. I have big breasts, so I can sweat on the ground. ”

He nods and steals the bottom of his chest with a towel. However, the tank top drops slightly down to the waist, which is not enough to clean the folds.

“I need to take a quick look at the top. ”

“At your convenience. ”

The professor spread his arms out to his side.

It was a sign of something you can do whatever you want.

He pulls the tank tower up and out his lower chest. Even if I didn't reach the top, it was a choking line just by revealing bare flesh.

“Ahh · · ·. ”

“Right? Your breasts are so big, you're sweating from the folds. ”

“Yes, really. ”

He was distracted by the smell of his hand's flesh mixed with sweat. The scent of a mature woman's flesh appealed to a man like a noose.

‘Khh, this is killing me. I want to peel it off and suck it off. ’

[As expected, you're an easy man.]

What did I do? ’

[Just a little flirtation, and it just goes away.]

‘If it's this blatant, 100 is more than 100. ’

I carefully asked the excitement lesson on the rich underbreasts of the professor's hands.

“I'll clean it, then. ”

“Yes, please. ”

He lifts the towel up slightly and lifts the folded bottom chest.

The firm skin on my hands was unbelievably elastic in my mid-30s. It was also very sexy to hide the tapestry with a unique and plump feel.

‘Ugh, I can't stand this. ’

[As expected, you are too vulnerable to your heart.]

He finally gave up his restraints.

“Professor, I don't want you to get in the way of my clothes. Just take it off. ”

< 810. End of Term 10 >

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