Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

When asked by Sung-ah, Moon-jung only cringed her lips.

I couldn't seem to speak in my own mouth, so I answered instead like my sister-in-law who was nagging at Olke's misdeeds.

"You're not my friend. Moon-jung was even threatened and beaten. I saw it all."

"Oh, my God, who's threatening me. And you can slap each other on the cheek while talking to each other. Hey, Moon-jung, you say it correctly. You didn't keep your promise first.”

The ground lobster tried to hit Moon Jung-eun, so I grabbed her wrist.

Name: Cho Yoon-jung

Age: 21

Good feelings for me: E

Sexual desire: ?

Gender Opening Index: ?

ST. Fantasy: ?

Pinpoint: ?

TIP: My feelings for me are now extremely intense. First, calm down your excitement and gently soothe your feelings.

Recommendation: "Your eyes are cute up close."

Even in the midst of this, our Mr. Cheek Chang is trying his best to have sex with her.

What, your eyes are cute up close?

My mind has gone rotten.

For the first time, I felt skeptical about the chewing system.

"If you report this as sexual harassment now, you'll be the best. Do you know?"

The lobster lifted its eyes as big as a buttonhole and said, raising my arm up.

Sung-ah, who saw it, snorted as if she was cute.

"Chief, let it go. I'll talk to him."

It's as if I'm saying this.

Gwi Nam, get out.

Get out, if you don't want to go through.

I collected my excitement and took a step back.

Thank you...

The Queen must believe in something.]

Sung-ah asked Moon-jung again.

"Moon-jung. Did they really bother you? Do you have any weaknesses?"

"No, no..."

"How do you know them?”

Moon Jung-eun explained, pointing to each person with her palm.

He looked so scared that he felt sorry for pointing at him with his palm.

"He's a senior at school, and this is the same class, and I know my sister here (baked lobster) from across the bridge."

"Where did you go to school?"

"San-San image.

"San-San-San-San..." Okay, you can solve everything, so be honest. Did they bother you?"

“.......”

"Moon Jung, you're 20 years old, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, you're an adult, aren't you?"

Moon Jung nodded silently.

The three Musketeers keep their eyes on him, smiling in vain.

"I bet they're just passing by in your life. I haven't forgotten about my school days so far, but soon they're busy eating, so I don't have to run into them. I hope they ruin your once-in-a-lifetime life."

"No..."

"That's right, you're the only one who loses. I'll ask you again. Did you do anything wrong to them?”

"No, there isn't."

"But why can't you be honest? Do you have any weaknesses?”

Another round of chicken poppin tears fell from Moonjeong's eyes.

It was a tear that swept the heart of the viewer as if it had been written "I'm really in pain" in tears.

"Huh... if I don't listen, my friend should do it for me."

"What?"

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"I have to do something instead."

"......an aid relationship..."

It was finally the moment when the truth was revealed through Moon Jung-eun's mouth.

Lobsters, seaweed stalks and father socks look at each other's expressions.

"Wow, does Moonjung say that?"

After a short sigh, Sung-ah calmly continued the conversation again.

"How close are you with him?”

"He's been my friend since elementary school, and he's my best friend."

"Does she know you're in this situation?"

"Yes..."

"Did he ask you to do it?”

"No, I said I'd do it."

"Why?"

"Because we're friends... ...we're having a hard time..."

"You said you'd do it for him, so he said yes?"

"Yes..."

"I don't think she thinks you're a friend. He does it on his behalf, and he's never a friend who just accepts it."

"No, I'm sorry, I always get a message saying thank you. He's such a poor kid."

"Sigh, it's time for you to take care of others..."

The sigh and lines of Sung-ah spoke for me.

I don't know the details, no, I don't need to know, and Hyunjoo that year is really a bad year.

A typical opportunist who uses a good boy to get out of his own crisis, if born in Japanese colonial era, would be a hundred percent out front.

Of course, the three years ahead of us are the Japanese government.

"Yes, thank you for being honest with me, it must have been hard to say.”

Sung-ah tapped Moon Jung-yi on the back and moved to the swing where the three Musketeers gathered.

You're so charismatic.

As if Son O-gong arrived late, he said to Krilling, "Great job. Leave it to me from now on."

Immediately, the fight between the Cheongjacket and the noon ball, the leader of the Gajae Special Forces, began.

The lobster that has fallen asleep is furious and hitting the player.

"Oh, what. What did we do? What am I supposed to do if I'm doing it for you?

"You're a short talker."

"How old are you, then? Do you know me?"

"Then shall we find out about each other from now on? I'm 24, how old are you?

"Oh, I don't know, I don't know. Hey, let's just go. That's so annoying.”

The lobster, pressed by the queen's spirit, shook its head and turned away.

Other guys are also getting up.

When it seemed to end like this, a single saint stuck their feet to the bottom of the urethane.

"If you're 21 years old, you'll be a year younger than Sami and Jiyoung."

There was a stir in the faces of the Three Musketeers.

"You know them, right? Kim Se-mi and Lee Ji-young."

The lobster, which quickly changed its facial expression, shrugged its shoulders and pretended to be innocent.

"No, I don't know."

"Don't you know? So you weren't playing, were you? No, there's no way they don't know even if they're not playing. Didn't you go to your school often?”

Seaweed stalks and tricycle look at each other with anxious eyes.

I could not see it from the angle side, but I could see them murmuring. It was a nuance like 'Oh no' and 'No way'.

"Hey, what are you doing, let's go."

The lobster stepped back and urged, and Sung-ah said to Moon Jung-eun.

"Moonjung. Send their name and contact information to her. I'll have to call Sami."

Then he realized that it was not bluffing, and he lowered his posture by running forward to Seong-ah.

"I'm so sorry. It was because we didn't know."

"Hey, Kim So-young! What are you doing?"

"You've got to stop it, crazy girl. You're not going out because you're not your senior? You want us to be the only ones?”

"You're being so tactless about what you'll do if you're just going fast, you'sir. So I kept asking to go, but I didn't. Uh-huh... ...Paper girls."

"What the hell? You have to be nice. Why are you freaking out on me? Me and him are screwed now, crazy girl."

[Funny internal heat] It's game over.]

Yeah

Is this the dignity of a bridge senior who is scarier than God?

Shout out, God-Sung!

Praise the Queen!

Seong-ah called up three in front of the pavilion in the corner of the playground.

They are completely out of fighting spirit.

Moonjeong and I also sat on the pavilion.

Moon Jung-eun's expression seems to be a little relieved now. Of course, there will be some fundamental anxiety.

I peeled a piece of chocolate for Moonjung.

Bite it with your mouth and mumbling.

"Don't let Moon-jung show up in front of you from now on and don' And the same goes for Hyun-joo."

Sung-ah continued by turning on the screen of her cell phone.

"I'll keep in touch with Semi just in case.”

Seaweed hair that made me cry after hearing that.

He quickly rubs his palm and kneels down.

"Sister, could you please not tell Semi? We really didn't know that. I won't do that on my mom and dad. Please..."

Even the three-term trash fell on their knees.

Only the ground lobster has a bitter taste with the expression, "My pride has been hurt."

"But you don't tell Moon Jeong-eun that you're wrong?

When Sung-ah stabbed the point with a cool-headed judge's face, Moon Jung-eun shook her hand and dissuaded her.

"Oh, no, no. I'm fine."

"I Moon Jung."

"What?"

"She likes you because you're nice. But this isn't nice, it's stupid. You think they're gonna really reflect on you? If they were, I wouldn't be doing this."

Then, he pressed the call button without mercy, turned it to the speakerphone, and showed the screen to them.

"Oh, please, please... ...I'm sorry."

Seaweed hair, which saw the three letters of "Kim Se-mi," was rubbing it to the point where smoke came from the hand, but the call connection was already starting. a woman's ready-to-follow voice

-Yes, sister.

"What are you doing, Sammy?"

I'm drinking with the kids at the last stop. (Who is it?) Uh, Sung-ah. (I miss you!)

"Jiyoung is with you, too.

Yes, she's next to me. (Come over here!)

"That's enough, I think you should take good care of your junior."

What? What junior?

The saint asked his name to the seaweed stalk.

a sea squirt that is finally bursting with tears of sympathy

After trying to hold out for a while, he finally confesses his name.

Kim So Young? Uh, who is it? Lee Ji Young, do you know that? (Kim So-young? I've heard of it... Oh, I get it. Juyeon's friend.) Yes, Jiyoung knows.

When Sung-ah told them the whole story of the incident, they promised their senior's true education and apologized to Sung-ah.

Only then did the blue jacket face be cast a shadow.

Lee Ji-young, who had been continuing to add four sons next to her, said lastly.

Come to the last stop in 10 minutes. It's ten minutes. And do it three times until you can't see Moonjeong.

End of call.

The seaweed wiped away tears and asked Sung-ah.

"But what's a walking boat?”

"Celebrate once every three steps. I'll let you go."

"No, I'll do it, I'll do it. Take a video and send it to your sisters, will you?"

The group of blue jackets eventually left the playground in three steps.

Sung-ah said after they disappeared.

"They're adults, they're cops, they don't need anything. You're the best way to end it without hesitation.”

Make a head start.

So this is what it is now.

"But how do you know them? Were you in the first place, too?”

When I asked, Sung-ah looked at Moon-jung's face and answered in a cynical way that only I could understand.

"No, I'm your friend's junior, and Semi is my brother M."

Ah. Then you're S.

"What's your brother, M?"

Moon Jung, don't dig deep. You'll get hurt if you know.

"Yes, he's a close brother."

I believe it again when Sung-ah gives me a proper answer.

"Oh, you're like a brother X."

"Well, roughly."

"Then I'll be your sister and brother from today!"

Don't do that.

That's not what a person should do.

Jung Sung, why are you shining your eyes?

Don't wake up the black dyes inside of you.

"Moonjung. I'm in a bad mood. How about a beer at my sister's house? My sister's house is seven-tier."

Damn it, the black dragon finally woke up.

Moon Jung-eun's brother-in-law's remarks seem to have touched the Queen's sexual impulse.

"I have to go..."

"Yes, Moon-jung says she's sick."

"I'm sorry..."

But I don't look.

Perhaps his mind has weakened by Sung-ah's expression of regret, and Moon Jung-eun is checking her phone and changing her words.

"I guess she's an old lady because she's not on the phone. Then just go in before you wake up. Come on, sister."

"Let's go together."

"Huh? Uh...? Me too?"

As if my attendance was a given, the two of them stood up without replying.

The sensitive baby flies up with a very excited expression.

The pants had already been taken off.

[Wow, the two top souls are gathered. Let's go. With Princess Munjeong to the Queen's castle.

an end

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