Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

He even completed a post-pool piston movement to hug Cho Yoon-jung's body and draw all semen.

I haven't seen condoms in a long time. I can't exactly feel it, but I could guess that it was a huge amount if I inferred from Anastasia's explosive power and Junior's wriggling.

"Whoa... whoo..."

"Uh-huh, uh-huh..."

Cho Yoon-jung must be still feeling it.

Grabbing my butt tightly and pulling towards me, asking for something more.

Every time that happened, Junior moved, and whenever Junior was honeyed, Cho Yoon-jung's body was popping and twitching.

Whisper languidly into my ear.

"I love you, baby. I love you..."

It's because he's been sleeping.

He is a true wise man who practices the true meaning of loving enemies.

It was only after the testicles were overturned and the shell was squeezed out to the last drop that Junior's movement completely stopped.

It's time to go catch Munjeong.

You're pulling out the peppers and causing your upper body to go up. What's the punishment? I think there's a lobster tied to a rope under me.

He made eye contact with me and pulled out his tongue as if he wanted me to kiss him, and I almost gave him a punch impulsively.

The sex paper on the eye was peeled off through the assessment amount.

I almost threw a tantrum at the pungent smell that came up from the ugly Pozzi like an sea anemone. Styrofoam, which contained seafood, smelled like it had been left unattended for about 17 hours at room temperature.

I don't think it was this bad when we started.

Did I say I love you to this?

Even though I was blinded by lust, I was completely blinded.

The country is almost overwhelmed with shame and disappointment toward humans.

Is this how Ambassador Wonhyo felt when he woke up in the morning and found the skeleton?

No, I'm one step ahead.

Wonhyo only drank water, but I put pepper in the mouth of a skeletal bucket and put it in my mouth.

"What I have underneath is the same sea anemones a minute ago and now, but why is it now disgusting to have been a sharp pocchi until now? Yes! All that has changed in the meantime is my semen. The truth is never out there, but in my testicles.

I grabbed my cell phone and ran out of hell.

Moon Jung, Moon Jung, Moon Jung, Moon Jung!

As soon as I came out of the hall, my vocal cords flew out of the apartment.

[I can't see]]

I pressed the elevator button down on the first floor and called Moonjeong.

He doesn't answer.

I walked twice.

I didn't answer twice.

Call me, Gong-du.

I sent you a message, but I don't read it.

As soon as I got off the first floor, I walked toward Moonjeong's house, looking for her.

I couldn't find him until I arrived in front of Munjeong's apartment building.

I wonder if he's already gone home so fast. Or are they organizing their thoughts somewhere?

He didn't answer the third and fourth calls.

I wandered around the playground and bench around for an hour and returned to Sung-ah's house because I was tired of the grass.

The queen had already vented all her desires and was sleeping in the midst of Jo Yun-jung's party.

Only Sung-ah was held separately and laid down on a small bedclothes. I lay next to him, too.

I was thinking about sending a message to Moonjeong, but I put my eyes on her for a moment with the thought that she would contact me when she gets angry, and that she will see me at the store tomorrow anyway.

I woke up Cho Yoon-jung and went out together around 7 a.m.

According to the vocal chords, if I or Moon-jung were noticed in the future, they warned that they would pull out their real shoulders, throw them into the Han River, and distribute high-quality videos taken last night on the Internet.

As the party was walking toward the subway station, Cho Yoon-jung seemed to expect me to ask something until the end.

Like a contact number or something like that?

You son of a gun, thank you for not beating me up.

But, well, I loved her for a while.

Come to think of it now that the semen is a little charged, I want to meet you again at least once. I loved the etiquette when I had sex. I should've picked up the phone number.

When I came back home, I brushed my teeth and lay on the bed.

Until then, Kakao Talk 1 sent to Moon Jung-eun could not be erased.

When I woke up with my eyes open for about two hours, I got a reply.

I've been thinking about it all this time, but the manager was weird. How could you do that to someone who did that to me? I think it's an open mind, but I really don't understand this one. Thank you so much for your support. From now on, I hope we can just be friends at the store.

a crying wolf

It was a nuance-like parting announcement similar to the three girlfriends she had dated in the past.

All you got in your head is sex? Is that why you're seeing me?

The memory soon went to trauma, and as the trauma soon turned into a backlash, even the apologies for Moon Jung-yi turned into self-justification.

It is a typical pattern of love-lover that starts with a backlash when you hear the tone of scolding yourself.

"Oh, I don't know, I don't know. Tell him to do whatever he wants. What did I want to do, I was going to film a video. Don't you think?"

[Hey, you wanted to do it.

"You said you should do it, son of a gun!"

[What? What are you talking about?]

I thought my vocal cords were playing tricks.

But looking at his expression, it feels like he doesn't really know.

So I remembered it again.

"You said that in the bathroom."

Toilet? What?]

"Have sex with Cho Yoon-jung and finish it."

[Well...]

He pats his chin with his finger.

"What, you really don't remember? We did that before we changed bodies."

I don't even remember when you went in.]

"Yeah, you didn't look well either. I think it's because the ice is getting longer."

The vocal cords nodded.

[I've been overdoing it as much as I can, but I don't think I can make any sense of it. Both spirit and body have side effects...]

Well, if I could, I would have already done it when I met Ju Se-hee.

"But isn't your body color too light?"

It'll get better little by little. By the way, are you okay? Do you have any dizziness or memory?]

"I was a little dizzy when I came out and went in, but now I'm fine. I remember everything."

[That's a relief.]

***

It's 5:50 p.m.

Time for the evening part-timers to go to work.

I was hanging out with the store manager at the counter to wait for Moon Jung-eun.

It's a bit quick to face each other, but on the other hand, as always, wouldn't it be smooth if you poke the pin point? I had a slight thought, too.

Moon Jung-eun finally appeared as part-timers went to work one by one.

He greets me towards the middle of the store manager.

"Hello."

The store manager asked when he saw the noticeable change of hairstyle.

"Oh, you dyed your hair?"

"Heehee, refresh yourself."

It was a bright brown near yellow. I cut my bangs a lot, too. The whole face lit up.

Take two chupachups out of a paper shopping bag and hand one over to the store manager.

"Dealer, sugar recharging."

"Okay, you eat a lot."

"Here, it's yours."

"Oh? Uh, thank you."

I was surprised because it looked the same as usual, and I was surprised again because I felt a strange distance.

Moon Jung-eun entered the dressing room with compliments from employees that her hair looked good on her.

I sent a message just in case.

With a character emoticon whose eyes turned into hearts.

My hair is pretty! Did you do it during the day?]

I read it right away, and there was no reply for hours.

I think you'd better leave it for a while. But did you say sorry, brother?]

Did you?

I checked the messages I sent in the morning and evening.

He didn't say he was sorry. I was thinking of doing it over the phone, but I forgot.

Only then, as soon as I was about to apologize, group guests who had booked began to rush in.

The hectic evening business began with another missed timing.

***

Blinking.

It's 119.

The 119 men are moving me to a stretcher.

The vocal cords are saying something to me with worried eyes.

Around me, I hear the voices of employees who are worried about me at random. It hums like turning the volume down and on.

I feel nauseous.

But why did I fall down?

"You should go with a guardian."

"Tae-su, you go first. I'll finish and follow you."

"Yes."

I was carried down the stairs by a stretcher.

I saw 119 cars and the faces of the employees looking down at me from the railing on the second floor.

I don't know why, but among them, Choi Mi-hyun was particularly noticeable. I think I was very surprised. He is covering his mouth with his hands.

The door closed after getting in the ambulance.

Since then, a rare memory has been transferred to the hospital room after several technical tests such as X-rays, as well as the face of the fifth and youngest sister, a young doctor with a flash of eyes, and a finger moving from side to side.

But I wasn't sure how far these were dreams and reality.

This is because there are strange memories in between.

For example, surreal memories were mixed, such as the woman I first dated came to visit the hospital or had sex in the hospital room with Choi Mi-hyun, who quit her part-time job and became a nurse.

***

"Sung Gwi-nam, let me take your temperature."

Blinking.

The soft voice of the woman opened her heavy eyelids.

Of course I know that I'm a nurse, but I couldn't tell if it was a dream or a reality.

My mind is in a daze. I feel like I'm about to go out of anesthesia after getting a sleep endoscope.

So, I grabbed the nurse's bare forearm, who had a thermometer in my armpit as if she were possessed. That wasn't enough, so I stroked it up and down.

Name: Ji Hyun Jung

Age: 26

Good feelings for me: C

Sexual desire: D

Gender Opening Index: C

ST. Fantasy: ?

Pinpoint: ?

TIP: I am very proud as a nurse. They are not interested rationally in patients and guardians, both professionally and personally. There are as much as possible during patient in a manner and must act carefully. I like intelligent men. Read a book about humanities in the hospital room. Prepare a small gift that won't be burdensome when you leave the hospital.

Recommendation: "I heard nurses are mentally stressed out. Are you having a hard time?”

It was a puppy with a smile basically installed. It reminds me of a dog porridge that was famous in the past. The skin on the arm was a little rough and the skin was firm.

"Oh, my patient is still out of his mind."

The nurse lowered my hand naturally, speaking as if to point at a kindergarten child.

Damn it. Your manners are already gone.

The voice of a familiar woman continues as soon as a nurse takes her temperature and checks her fluid.

"Are you crazy? Why are you stuttering around so much?”

She was the youngest sister, a year apart.

It's not a dream, it's a reality.

It seems to be at night since the room is dark and quiet.

I opened my heavily locked neck and asked.

"What time is it?"

"Two in the morning."

"What did I say?"

"I suspected a stroke, but that's not true, but I have to see my doctor in the morning to find out the details. It could be a simple overwork, so you can leave the hospital right away."

"What about your mom and dad?"

"I didn't tell you because I was afraid you'd be surprised.

"Oh, good job.”

"Your manager called Jin-nam (the fifth oldest sister). My sister called me."

"But what hospital is this?"

"Sancheon Central Hospital."

C-Bull bridge cockpit, you just protested in front of the hospital to find out about the medical accident. According to the manager, it's been famous for its Nailong patient collection for a long time ago.

But where's this little vocal cords? The moment I thought so.

[Wow, are you really real?]

He popped out, his face sticking out from under my feet.

[The fifth sister and the youngest sister are all so beautiful]

Shut up, let's not touch the family.

[The youngest sister here is amazing] My thighs and legs are my style. Are you single?]

Shut up, you crazy...

Without realizing it, it popped out.

"You can't touch your family, son of a gun."

"What?"

"No, I got confused between dream and reality. I need to sleep more.”

"I was surprised, I thought you were cursing at me. Oh, right. A girl from your store has been there for a while."

I guess I was worried about Yogo, Yogo.

I asked chicly as if it were obvious.

"Moonjung? Na Munjeong?"

"No, is it Choi Ji-hyun or Choi Mi-hyun?"

"Choi Mi-hyun?"

He nodded as he looked at the vocal cords.

Huh? You're really Choi Mi-hyun?

What kind of test is this?

"Call me, it hasn't even been five minutes since you left."

an end

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