Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

30. Weekly Information Reporting

- Weekly information reports for a week after a wild night party

I got caught on a wild one-night at night.

It was the day when I drank beer until dawn at my house.

I came out of the bathroom after a round of push-outs, and he suddenly asked me like this. As you ask, "What's your family relationship?"

"Who are Chae-hee and Eun-ji?"

Oh, my God!

I wondered if this was a Jindo-like situation, so my eyes turned to the emotional zone without realizing it.

[I saw your message from Changsoo]

Oh, my God!

The location of the smartphone has changed.

I keep the screen facing down because of my habit, but the screen is up.

I don't know what Chang-soo sent me, but I took my foot out first.

"Huh? Uh? Uh, brothers I know."

"Wow. How do you know your brothers?"

"Yes, the part-timers who used to work in the store."

"Oh, I heard there were only a bunch of ladies."

"The, the previous store."

"Oh, you must be very close."

"Well, you're not hungry?”

"Did you sleep?"

Moon Jung-eun's face, asking so, clearly showed her expression of holding something healthy.

Im Chang-soo, what the hell did you say?

It could be just a tip-off, so keep getting out.

"I didn't sleep. But how do you know them?”

Moon Jeong proudly said, "I saw my Kakao Talk only then," and handed me the phone.

I opened the KakaoTalk window carefully as if I were opening the lid of a toilet that was closed in a public restroom.

Even though I know that the toilet with the lid closed has nine poo stuck in it, I feel like I'm pinning a faint hope.

But it was still poop.

Lim Chang Soo [Chae Hee and Eun Ji are supposed to meet this Saturday. Are you free?]

Lim Chang-soo [Dong Hyun and Sang-hee call, but let's play 4:2 this time]

Argh!

Argh!

"What are we going to play on a four-to-”

"Starcraft Redmu. They're professional gamers, and we have to do four of them to win. First, I'm going to use a Zerg for four drones.

"Hey, I'm being strict and solemn."

"I think so..."

"But to be honest, I forgive you. I'm a cool woman."

"Really?"

"You were working with him, weren't you?"

"Uh."

"4 to 2 is what I think it is?"

“.......”

In a moment of hesitation, King Gost Guan-eum threw a divine move.

First of all, they say yes, and they say that they don't see each other anymore.]

Is it right?

After a short pause, I nodded with a somber expression.

And as advised by the emotional group, they were the ones I met at the night a long time ago, but only my friends kept in touch and I lied that it had been a long time since I saw them.

"You're a liar. 'This time,' that means we've met recently.

"Are you Sherlock?"

"For a moment, I saw an earthquake in the pupils. His ears are red, too. Say the right thing as soon as possible."

[He's not sure, so he's just trying to get it out. Keep insisting!]

A fierce battle between the Ghost King and Sherlock.

"No, it's been a long time since I saw you. Changsoo just said it without thinking.”

"Real?"

"Real."

Moon Jung-eun, who opened her eyes dimly, looks at me for a moment.

Then, he relaxed his body by eating again and again.

"I let it slide once."

[You win!]

I thought it was over.

At that time, the smartphone screen turned on and the damn Kakao Talk notification came up.

The eyes of me and Moon Jung-eun headed there at the same time.

I lay on the bed pretending I didn't see and hugged Munjeong's stomach.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh~

"I got a message."

"Uh. Leave it."

"Why don't you check?"

"I'm not going out anyway."

"Let me see, let me see."

"I'll see."

Please, please, Chang-soo, I hope it's not a piece of shit.

I checked the text as if I were pecking the last card at the risk of all the stakes.

Lim Chang-soo [Chaehee] told me to bring you out. You must have made me really mad that you didn't even sleep.hahaha]

Hey, you son of a gun!

In the end, I told everything honestly.

A week-long ban on touching was imposed from Moonjeong, but she had sex only in 10 minutes.

She's the best in the world.

If you touch it, it's going to pop and roll.

asked after Boombastic Eo.

"Do you have a school uniform at home?"

You're just leaving now.]

"School uniform? I have one from high school. Why?"

"Just... just... Whoo... ..."

"What is it? Why?"

a matter of great

Look how you know what I want and tilt your head like you'really.

Cute

"No, I just wanted to see you wearing a school uniform. I'd like you to wear it once, and then..."

"Huh. Are you a pervert?"

"Then, are you a pervert who likes military uniforms?"

"Wow. Winter uniform or summer uniform?"

"As expected of summer uniforms.”

"I don't think I'm fit because I gained weight.”

"You don't have to button it."

"You're Mr. Byun."

"Approved."

"Stalking in school uniform?"

"No, white socks on your legs."

"Oh, what a detail."

I quit the lip service.

He contacted his home from the cram school and was eventually caught working part-time.

My brother and mother of my age visited the store in person, talked to the store manager, and took Song-hee. The part-time job expenses that have been worked so far should be added to Choi Mi-hyun's salary.

I don't know if it was my brother's or my mother's, but the car was Maserati anyway.

My father is the president of a trading company.

Since then, he has also lost contact with Choi Mi-hyun, and according to rumors among his friends, some have seen him at a dormitory academy and may have gone abroad to study.

His Leeds days and the shy Pelaccio of the day will be kept in my testicles forever.

My favorability for me has dropped to B.

There was nothing wrong with it, but I think my curiosity about me has decreased a little.

Well, from my point of view, the aftereffects of SM are so great - the process is annoying - that I have never tried sex with Sung-ah and have never met her. There were about two meetings after work, but they didn't even attend. Like you don't have to achieve anything.

Instead, private conversations at the store have increased a lot.

Sung-ah's dream is to become a webtoon writer and continues to publish on amateur bulletin boards.

My parents send me living expenses and allowance every month, and they work part-time to change LCD tablets and computers.

"Oh, I'll take a look. What's the genre? Innocence?"

"Lilies."

"Lilies? What's that?"

"Platonic love, yearning, envy, and so on between women."

"Sympathy?"

"It's a little different. In the past, there was no big difference from the Reds pornography, but these days, we exclude physical relationships as much as possible and focus on mental love. It's also called GL."

"Oh, I get it now that you say GL.L. It's the opposite of BL."

The title of the webtoon that Sung-ah is drawing is "Healous, but It's Okay."

The author's pen name was 'Nemolyne.'

It was a fantasy about a girl who yearned for a same-sex senior named Hillary.

The story is roughly like this.

When a middle school girl named Oh Se-cheng moved to the second world, she got a job called healer.

Just as he was about to be beaten by a monster, Hillary helped him to save his life.

It was the story of Hillary joining the Hunter team, which is the leader of the team, and the release of love by healing Hillary and her colleagues.

Even though the scene didn't come out, the story itself was interesting and the fan base was thick even for me as a man.

I cut my hair shorter a few days ago.

The head shape was small and pretty, so it matched well.

It used to be like a rip-off hair before, but now it's almost like a pretty man.

As expected, he is my ultimate character.

I haven't made an attack yet.

After Song-hee quit, I was nervous and confident, and my affinity for me dropped from B to D.

The emotional band scolded me so much.

I was able to indirectly experience what it was like to be yearned by a junior who was promoted before me.

[Sung Gwi-nam, don't you know what "mush" means?] Ignore it, ignore it, ignore it! Nothing! Look! Don't look at me literally!]

"Oh, I'm sorry, doggie. I thought we could push it."

If you're going to work like this, just work alone. Since you like to play individually, you must be very good at it.]

The attack pattern of the manager's older sister can only be triggered if they meet each other, but she didn't even create an opportunity to do so.

I was intimidated when I stood in front of Choi Mi-hyun because my speech and behavior toward me were consistently rude.

One thing I like about it is that the exposure has become more drastic as the weather heats up.

However, complaints from uncomfortable female customers came in several times, and one warning was issued from the store manager.

Now she has separate working pants that she only wears in stores, and usually wears underwear-like hot pants and miniskirts.

It is a small pleasure to appreciate his fashion when commuting.

Still look at me like a cockroach.

My likability to me has dropped to E.

I met Kang Hee-yeon, a licensed real estate agent, once.

She locked the door in her office and had a genitals rub.

Middle age has its own charm.

The chest drooping and the hips lost elasticity and fat layers were attached to the waist and abdomen, but that's also a subtle twist.

The noise sequence was as thick as bulgogi, and the wide wheel turned dark brown with melanin pigments, and the nipples popped up to the size of a thumb and seemed to fall off if you pulled them a little hard. Of course, it didn't fall even if I pulled it hard.

I don't know what happened, but all of them came erotic.

Looking at it one by one, it's sure to be ugly, but there's a strange addiction if you collect it as a whole.

The emotional group said this about it.

[Sexual Spectrum] It's evidence of course. It's a good phenomenon. For your information, I've done it with a 67-year-old lady.]

I think that's out of your league.

I felt this after meeting this time, but Kang Hee-yeon seems to have SM talent.

Her inclination was M.

When he asks for dirty swear words and asks for a hard slap on the hip when he is in a position for his juniors.

When I told Jung Sung-ah to take my saliva and drink it, I was completely mesmerized and even turned my eyes upside down.

***

At 8 p.m.

The streets have long been quiet because of heavy rain all day long.

The same goes for stores.

There are only five tables at peak time. I should have worn at least 20 as usual.

In the end, it ended two hours earlier than usual.

Choi Tae-soo said while changing his clothes.

"Mr. Manager, it's raining. Why don't you have a glass of makgeolli?"

"I have an appointment today."

"Did you make an appointment when it was raining like this? A woman?"

"Yes, you bastard, it's a woman."

I wish I could have a drink of makgeolli with the kids at the store, but I have a previous engagement today.

The person who made the appointment was a sentimental fellow.

As soon as I heard that it was raining for a few days this morning, I think I'm saying this.

[Brother, it's raining. Can you do me a favor?]]

I wondered what it had to do with rain and doing favors, but I told him to say it because his expression looked different from usual.

Please buy a rose and a perfume and give it to someone.]

an end

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