Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

In that short moment when Chang-soo stopped Im Chan-mi, all sorts of thoughts came to mind.

Should I knock him into the carotid artery with a neck slice?

Should I cry on my knees?

Should I just fall down like I got sunstroke?

Start. ···

As soon as I woke up in the morning, the description of sexual activity with Lim Chan-mi, who proudly talked, passed through my mind.

He had a big wheel and a big tail, but the milk itself was big and tight, so it was okay.

I didn't wash up. It's like Boggi is soaked in sweat and put it on with glue, and when it opens slightly, it opens up like this. You know that feeling, right?

He grabbed me by the head and leaned down to make me wash his chest.

I hit my butt and turned it around.

Just put your toes in your mouth and peel the bones off the chicken feet.

At first, I was passive, but then I hit it with a monster six-bong ··········

I was going to do it only once, but he was so mean when he was acting like an uncle.

I was chilled to the point where I wondered if an ice thorn was popping out.

I only heard about it, but Chang-soo was well-known among his friends how much Chang-soo's younger brother was.

Almost halfway between my sister and daughter.

"Im Chan-mi, what's that on your neck?"

"I got scratched while swimming."

Lim Chan-mi hurriedly zipped up her hood when she said so, but the action turned Chang-soo's suspicion into a confirmation.

And Dong Hyun's featuring will not be easy to chew.

"Hey, that's it, that's it. LOL, CHANGS, your brother's all grown up, man. You can get married!"

Oh, God, please, just one bullet on the top of this baby's head that won't kill him.

Changsu paused and poked out his mouth. He looks like a habit that comes out when he worries.

I can hear the puzzle in my head here.

It's only a matter of time.

There were too many clues I even thought about.

What did you explain in such detail? ·······

20 years old

chubby.

Short height and big chest.

gray circle lenses

He's a bit of a prick.

From Seoul.

First of all, chops, chops!

Chew, rip, taste, and enjoy the shit!

"Im Chan-mi, give me the phone."

"Oh, come on, it's not like that!"

"What's not it?"

"This is just a scratch."

"Are you kidding me? Oh, thanks, give me your phone."

Yesterday was Im Chan-mi, who was running in complete My Way crazy mode, but she became just a normal sister in front of her brother.

Maybe he gave up on being rebellious, but he handed over his phone to Changsu. He even solved the pattern on his own.

Changsu is a banker.

I memorize numbers and numbers like ghosts. In order to maintain your memory, you usually enter your family or friends' phone numbers without pressing the Convenience key

Chang-soo entered someone's phone number on his brother's phone and pressed the call button.

It was the game that ended when I checked my number stored under the name "Achi" on Lim Chan-mi's cell phone even if it did not have to vibrate in my pocket.

It was a good life.

"Oh, shit, you son of a gun!"

"Hey, that's not it, don't, don't, don't!"

Dong-hyun stopped me from throwing my cell phone on the floor, and I was able to taste Chang-soo's aguji for the first time in 20 years.

It was a small but sturdy fist.

I could hear the sound of mumbling from my chin.

***

"Hey, do you want me to know beforehand? You didn't know that, asshole. I wouldn't have recognized him if I ran into him on the street."

“······.”

"Sang-hee, what are you doing, Chang-soo, you're sober.”

"Oh, yes, brother, ········."

Breakfast turned into a reconciliation drink for me and Changsu.

Dong-hyun and Sang-hee managed to stop him from taking a vacation and saying he would immediately grab his brother's hair and go up to Seoul.

The three of them talked for about 10 minutes while I was ice-packing in the car.

Changsu bit into his mouth the cigarette he quit two years ago.

I smoked three cigarettes in a row.

Changsu's glass was emptied as soon as it was filled.

I felt Dong-hyun's small kick under the table, and I filled Chang-soo's glass with a soju bottle.

"I'm sorry, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey."

It was the first word I said since the incident took place.

Changsu didn't even look at me.

On the one hand, I also had self-justification, "Yes, you punk, I didn't know it," but I tried to erase that feeling because I sympathized more with Chang-soo's anger.

It doesn't matter whether you know it or not.

If you think about it from your perspective, it's the same situation that one of my sisters had sex with Dong-hyun's baby.

Just imagining Dong Hyun spitting out the sputum on his youngest sister's face makes my blood boil upside down, but I think I made it happen.

Considering the position difference between an older sister and a younger sister, Chang-soo's anger, despondency, and betrayal will be many times more than that.

Above all, the biggest point of anger would be that the opponent was a dog-eat-dog country. I wouldn't have been this angry if my view of women had been a solid and loving style.

I'm so sorry to Changsu for having a bad friend.Ahhhhah!

I couldn't even say anything, but I didn't think it was better to keep my mouth shut.

After pouring a glass of soju, organizing the poor parts of my feelings, and expressing the utmost sincerity to Chang-soo.

And he added at the end.

I think it's right for me to go up because I'm going to get mad just by looking at my face now. Please contact me later when your anger goes away. I'm really sorry."

I stood up from my seat.

Dong-hyun and Sang-hee will catch it anyway, but even if they don't catch it, they really wanted to pack up and go.

"Sit down and don't annoy me."

It was Changsu who caught me with the receipt.

I stopped there for a while, neither sitting down nor leaving coolly.

"Sit down."

"No, I'm not sitting here with you."

"Oh, don't make the atmosphere shit and sit down."

"Are you forgiving me?"

"If I beg your girlfriend to forgive me, will you forgive me?"

" ······· Would you do that?"

[It's not a bad deal.]

"Do you want to play with Moonjung or Ha-yeon?"

"Oh, what a crazy bastard you have?"

[Changsoo's style is the same as Moonjeong. You like Laurie Lee.]

It was obviously a joke, of course, but you're so emotional. Why are you being sincere?

Thanks to this, Chang-soo seems to feel a little relieved.

Dong-hyun also felt it and took over the dog drop.

"Well, then I'm Ha-yeon. Laughing, Laughing."

in defiance of

He continued to extend a hand of reconciliation to Chang-su.

"Do you want me to do the belly dance with chili peppers? You think it'll work out?”

"Come on, you crazy bastard."

"Are you sure you'

"Do it."

Chang-soo, who had a drink during the day and thought it wouldn't work out, was relieved, and in the middle of a crowded restaurant, he lowered his sweatshirt with his panties.

I can't even do belly dance, but this is crazy enough to do it with my eyes closed. They're people who don't watch it once anyway.

"Kkkhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Oh, brother, this isn't right ···."

Dong-hyun and Sang-hee looked around with their heads down with their bare faces.

Chang-soo is looking at me with a look that he didn't really know how to do it.

From a nearby table, which noticed the removal of the pants, the displeasure and curiosity of the guests began to fall into my lower body one by one.

in a loud voice

"Belly dance, you son of a gun."

From now on, Chang-soo said without losing, as if it was a battle of pride.

I didn't lose either, and I gently shook under my waist.

Dong-hyun bent down almost as if he was touching the floor and burst into laughter.

He also laughed at his vocal cords.

"Oh, shit, that's so funny, hahaha."

[Laughing]

Sang-hee, who found someone trying to shoot a video, quickly lifted up my pants.

That short pooch ended.

The customers who were watching us slowly lost interest and soon returned to the original atmosphere as if it had been so.

Changsu told me with his own voice.

"I'm not angry, so don't go on a fool's errand. It won't work out until I die. So you're going to be beaten up with a kick and an interest."

Baby, hey, hey, hey.

He gave a serious nod as if he had imprinted on his chest.

"And Dong-hyun, don't bring up Chan-mi, I'll kill you."

Changsu said so, and held out a glass to the center of the table.

After the four of us had a toast and a drink each, he immediately called Chan-mi.

I told him to pack up right away and go up, but he seems to be trying to make sure it's in progress.

"Oh, you crazy girl, she's not picking up."

I went back to the prisoner's countenance and crouched.

Even if it wasn't Changsu's words, I didn't mean to take it for granted because I was excited first. Even if I did it without knowing it, it doesn't mean that my sins will disappear.

Lim Chan-mi didn't answer the second call.

It was at that time when Chang-soo was sending an angry message.

[Look at the door, brother.]

I turned my eyes to the voice mail.

A familiar-faced woman with a number tag in her hand was just entering the store, followed by three people. All three of them look familiar.

Where did you see him? I saw him at the beach yesterday.

Oh, it's them! The kids who were smoking at the rest stop!

"Huh? They're them. Rest area, ·········…."

Sang-hee, who sat next to me, found them and whispered quietly.

Dong Hyun's head is turning.

Changsu stopped his hand and instinctively turned away.

"Um~ The destination was Haeundae, indeed.

"I think it's meant to be."

"Wow, you all look like you're good at chewing kakaotalk."

Chang-soo is calling me with his eyes glistening at Dong-hyun's words.

"Jaya ···."

"Huh?"

"If you let me play with them today, I'll be exempted from 10% interest."

"Oh, really?"

"No, 15%."

"Call."

I nodded my head to them, and my eyes met with one of them.

He lent a lighter to Sang-hee and stood up first, saying, "Have fun."

He nudges a friend next to him in the ribs and chin-ups toward us.

Finally, the eyes of those four were on us.

It is said that jiggles giggle in a way that is not noticeable, but the expressions were obvious. We are guided to a table a little away from us.

My mind has become complicated.

Oh, how do I attack this?

I'm confident that I'll play well once the seats are made, but the entry to there is also a problem.

Shouldn't at least two people over there be interested in us?

She bit her lips and looked at her vocal cords.

Vocal cords, what would I do without you?

I'll go and do some reconnaissance. Oh, you can't drink anymore. Because I don't like to play tricks on women.

"Hey, I've got to stop drinking. Turn your glass upside down."

"Oh, Jazeera, are you going to diagnose him?”

"I don't know, just look at it first……."

The vocal cords flew at them.

We even selected a partner in advance by drinking a bowl of kimchi soup with a pounding heart and carrying out our imagination.

About 10 minutes later, a report of the vocal cords came in.

[Three nights and four days] Yesterday, they spent time exploring good restaurants. I'm going to go around during the day and start hunting at night. I think I'm going to eat breakfast here and go to The Bay 101.]

So, what's your impression of us?

You're staring at me like shit when I can't even see you.]

I expected it, but it hurts a little. No, it hurts.

You can't be immune to this.

He even thought of an award that gave him an emotional blow.

a. . . . .

You spilled the dick.

Sometimes I can't stand the dickens.

The dickens are all of a...

I'm not sure if I can make a fuss.

Good, good.

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I like it, I like it, and I like it.

Oh, oh, oh.

fififififififi·

Cry, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.

So, his vocal cords, which had been negative for a long time, patted his chin with the back of his hand, smacking his lips.

[Still, the one thing that's encouraging is...

an end

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