Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

예, 매니저님.

“아, 아미 씨, 제가 지금 올라가고 있는데요, 중간에 차가 밀려가지고 조금 늦을 것 같아요. 오픈만 해주시면 안 될까요? 진짜 미안해요.”

어? 매니저님 오늘까지 쉬는 거 아니셨어요?

“응? 아닌데, 오늘부터 출근이요.”

아까 클래스 매니저님이 익사이팅 오픈 직접 하신다고 전화 왔어요. 매니저님 오늘까지 쉬신다고.

“오잉? 인영 씨가요?”

Yes.

"I'll call you and get back to you."

Yes.

After finishing the call with Go Ah-mi, I called Kang In-young.

Uh, deaf.

"Are you going to do the exorcising today?"

I heard you're coming straight up from Busan.

"Uh."

Are you tired to work? Just rest until today, I told the boss.

"Hey, hey, hey."

Yes?

"Why don't you tell me what you want? Thankfully."

No, you know what?

"Thank you."

Are you kidding me?

"Thank you, I'll do it for you on your day off.”

I have to get ready for work, so hang up.

"Inyoung."

Oh, why.

"Shall we enjoy everything we can and get married when we're over 50?"

You'll marry a woman over fifty.

"Right? I was just saying it.”

Oh, if you're going to talk nonsense, hang up. I'm so busy.

"Inyoung, I realized last night when I saw the night view of Haeundae, you really hung up."

I meant it this time.

While talking on the phone, Ji Sun-kyung was also texting.

As Inyoung told me, just rest until today. I wasn't supposed to rest just because I wanted to rest, but as the joy of life increased, my work ethic became slack.

I think I should just play until today and work hard from tomorrow.

Then, I should go to Seoul to meet Munjeong and meet Hayeon in the morning.

Let's call Ha Yeon first.

My boss told me to rest until today.

High YEON [I wish]잉ㅠㅠ]

Can I make a video call?

High Yeon [No No No.]. My face is swollen because I ate ramen last night.LOL]

Oh, I miss you.

Hi Yeon. [See you in the morning after work]

I want to see it now.

High YEON. [Man] I'm fine with you, but you have your friends next to you.ㅠㅠ]

I won't show you. Everyone but the driver is sleeping anyway.

High Yeon [Lightly then?]

High Yeon [Oh, the phone is quiet!]

I'll make a video call.

Ha-yeon must have just woken up, lying on the bed and answering the phone at a pretty straight angle.

My eyes are swollen, but they are just pretty because they are natural.

I don't know if I'm trying to be quiet when my friends say I'm sleeping, but I just wave my hands. But I want to do the salt.

"Oh, Ha-yeon!"

Shh!

"Huh? Hello, brother-in-law!"

Sang-hee, who was holding the steering wheel, responded right away. I turned the angle so that the driver's seat could be caught on one screen and greeted him.

Hayeon covered her face with her left hand, crying and saying, "Let's eat mustard."

Oh, I don't know. Yes, hello ··. I'm sorry. I just woke up.

"Hahaha, I'm covering you, but your beauty shines."

Chang-soo and Dong-hyun, who were sleeping in the back, jumped up like a gangsi with their talisman removed and flocked to the passenger seat. Say hello from the hi-tel days.

"Hi, Ha-yeon!"

"Good to see you."

Aaaaaa ··Hi~Hi~Hi~·

"But why did you cover your pretty face?”

"I'm giggling, my face is swollen.”

Come on.

It's bitter when you brag about your girlfriend in front of testicles.

I don't care if you make fun of me for being immature.

Go away with the salt.

"Hey, that's not polite. People should say hello to their faces."

"Well, we're saying hello with this face like this. Show me your face, Jesus. Clean your eyes."

Oh, this is no joke.

Ha-yeon was forced to put her hand down, and the bullies responded with a joke to their little girlfriend.

"Oh, I have to cover it again, I can't use it.”

"You should have told me in advance if you were that swollen. I feel sorry for us."

Oh, look at that.

"Kick, kick, joke, joke."

Everything okay, huh?”

Yes, did you have fun?

"No, I couldn't even play properly because my little boy whined that he missed his girlfriend."

Oh, really?

"So next time, I'm going to leave him alone and come back alone.”

No, I shouldn't have.

"How can I live in sorrow if I don't have a girlfriend? Hayeon, please introduce the girls you know. My aunt's age is good, too."

Oh, I'll check it out, but don't look forward to it.

"Yes, I'll be looking forward to it."

What style do you like?

"No, Hayeon. You don't have to accept everything because it's just a habit. Just think of it as breathing.”

Oh, oh, oh.

"I'll text you when I get there."

Yes, drive safely.

"Yes, brother-in-law!"

By the time Ha-yeon and I finished talking on the phone, the car entered Gyeonggi-do Province.

There was a lament from the back seat that the time to return to reality was imminent.

"Oh, I hate going to work."

When Dong-hyun stretched and spoke, Chang-soo and Sang-hee also added a word.

"I don't need sex, so I want to drink and play with women all the time."

"Yes, that's funny."

"Anyway, this trip was so much fun."

"It was the best vacation of my life.”

"Well done, everyone."

"I should give Sang-hee this time, too. Gosh, what would you have done without Sanghee?"

"Hey, I just put a spoon on your table."

"Will we be alive next year, too?"

"Don't be such a jerk, you lunatic. Take care of yourself from now on. Let's live until 120 and go to Haeundae every summer."

"Hahahaha, great."

[Sighs] Now you're quite a team. It looks good.]

With the boy-like lines of the vocal cords, we have returned to reality.

Of course, my reality is every day.

***

-Knock, knock

"Who is it?"

"Yes, I'm the beauty killer who came to kill Sung Gwi-nam, who chewed 158 Kakao Talks because he was so busy playing."

"Well, you're in the wrong place. There were 168 messages for me.”

"Oh, 168. Shall we open the door and talk? I keep getting angry because the hallway is a steamer."

"Oh, no, you shouldn't. Please come into a room full of air conditioners and calm down."

-Tick-click

I'm standing behind the door. Princess Muennyoung's eyes are open.

Oh, is Moonjung here? It's been a while since I saw you.]

Laughing, vocal cords. Look at her concept.

On the black cap, he wore a white black short-sleeved T-shirt with a skull mark written as a gold embroidery "KILL U." The bottoms were black tennis skirts, sports socks, and Jordan 11 white black low.

Two slam dunks, a cell phone, and a bag of ABC chocolate.

"Huh? Where's the beauty? All I see is the killer.”

"Do you want to die or die?"

"Oh, man, if a man plays with his friends after a long time, it's possible."

"And I told you to report once an hour or not. Why wasn't that followed, Sung Gwi-nam? What?"

"Ahhhhh, come on in, come on in. The cold wind will blow out."

"I'm really, just thinking about that day, my heart is still pounding."

"This chest?"

As soon as he closes the door, he hugs him from behind and smacks his chest, sniffing his neck and sniffing.

"Wow! You greedy monster!"

Eusha, lift it up and bang it into the room.

Chocolate and comic book in hand fell on the floor.

"Hey, you idiot! Our Seo Tae-woong failed!

"Relax your anger, Princess Munjeong.”

"Okay, let me take off my shoes. I got dirt on my shoes after construction outside."

I brought Moon Jeong-eun back to the porch, kneeled down and took off her shoes.

Small feet wrapped in white sports socks.

It's been so long since I've seen you.

It was the last time we saw each other on Sunday, so we met in 5 days.

Even though I haven't seen him for a week since he got a job, I feel strangely sentimental.

"We haven't seen each other in a long time, have we?"

"Did you miss me?”

"Of course."

"I missed you so much."

"As much as the Chae Chi-su aspires to take over the country? As much as Kang Baek-ho wants to make a dunk?"

"Well, that's a metaphor I can't help but admit."

He takes off all his shoes and pushes his lips as he stands up.

"Kiss."

Something cute.

When I opened my face after kissing and kissing him, Moonjeong's eyes narrowed significantly.

"Wait a minute."

Then he stood with his magpie feet and sniffed at me like a hound.

Smells from neck to shoulder, from shoulder to chest, and from hand to finger, he sniffed nonstop.

"Why? Does it smell? I washed it as soon as I got here."

I raised my arms to smell the sweat, and Moonjeong shook her head as if it wasn't.

"Well, my man's body smells like a strange female."

by a tick

[Puhu-hoo, our Moonjung is a Gaeko.]

That can't be true.

"What are you talking about, Puchhhhhhhhhh?"

"No, I can feel it. This is not the natural smell of a man of cuteness. It's a mixture of the other female's flesh. It's also for many people."

"Are you a dog?"

"Well, ··· at least three persons ·······??" Sniff, sniff, um. Four, four. One of them is a familiar smell."

Let's see, how many women have mixed bodies since I met Moonjeong on Sunday?

Ha-yeon, Lee Soo-mi, Im Chan-mi, Song Ji-hye, ····!

Goosebumps!

Goosebumps!

Is it really?

Shouldn't we be dragged to NASA?

I thought it was just taken, but on the other hand, I felt scared inside.

I think familiar smell means Hayeon.

We didn't see each other a few times because of the different working hours, but when I quit, we all had dinner together.

Who is this guy?

I quickly changed the subject.

"Oh, right. I bought you a present. It's a hometown, and it's only available in Haeundae."

"Hey?"

"What?"

"Lie in bed for a moment."

"Why?"

"Why, it's been a while since we've met, so I'm going to do it again. Don't you like it?"

No, I'm not just trying to give you an oration.

His eyes are full of doubt, apparently trying to smell Junior or measure the amount of semen.

Whoo-hoo, but I have a flat bill. Oh, sir!

Deadly evidence that comes to mind now.

Chowder!

A heart-shaped piece that Lim Chan-mi took on her stomach!

"No, it's not that I don't like it, but I think this is a very random timing. First, check out the gifts I bought."

As I hurried to the carrier and took out my candle shopping bag, the one who came back suddenly put his hand on my head and ordered in a low voice.

"Fall, this is the level of your eyes."

What's with this incredible force?

I can't resist.

Without realizing it, I turned to him and knelt down.

[They're having so much fun] It sounds like a fool, but it's fun.]

"Come on, come on, get your present first."

When I hand over the shopping bag that I held hands with, I check it first. He opened the box, opened the candle case, and even smelled it.

"Well, it's good, but why does it look like a bribe to me? I don't see any innocence.”

"No way."

"How much?"

"33,000 won."

"Huh, in two?"

"No, just one."

"Crazy! These little things cost 33,000 won each? Then 66,000 won?"

"It's a limited edition only sold there."

"Whether it's a limited edition or a Korean meal, refund it right away."

"Laughing, it's going to cost more."

"Oh, my God, I didn't know this guy was scared of money."

You're such an old man.

I'm proud of you, but why are you so sad?

I stood up. I hugged him.

"Gosh. I'll just use it well, you can do it. Am I not capable enough?"

"Of course it's well written ··· But ··················. I love you."

"Yes, I love you, too."

It's been a long time since I've had this warm feeling without sex.

Hugging is a silent conversation, as well as a mutual consolation and encouragement.

I felt the temperature for a while, hugging Moon Jung-eun more and touching her back and hair more.

Now I feel that the warmth that comes from when I hug another woman is definitely different.

Not just a momentary twist, but a connection of the mind that contains all the memories and time that have been accumulated.

And Munjeong's unique scent.

Perhaps because I lived with my grandmother, the pleasant old scent that reminds me of a rural house when I was young matched with the scent of cosmetics and shampoo, making my mind calm.

Moon Jung-eun, who was leaning on my upper chest, whispered in a low voice.

"My dear."

"Uh."

"Take it off."

"Huh, uh?"

"Stop playing tricks and take them off."

"Yes, yes, yes."

I left the inventory quietly and floated it.

Let's see, 'Trust me' coupons are good enough, and you can call it a scratch while swimming.

But I can't believe I can tell the difference between the smell and the smell of another woman.

What is the limit of human beings?

When he took off his T-shirt, Moon Jung's eyes headed to the pit as well.

"Hmm, what's this? It doesn't look like a normal wound to look at. Tell me the truth and I'll forgive you."

Trust me, click.

"Oh, I think I scratched myself swimming.”

You're such a dog.

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