Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

It was a day before Moon Jung's late vacation.

The destination is Daecheon Beach, one of the three major Mecca beaches in summer.

From the perspective of her boyfriend and guardian, she arranged the accommodation in advance and paid for the vacation. Then I called him home and went into mental education.

"Be careful of the water."

"I'm afraid of water, so I'll just dip my feet in and take them out."

"And?"

"And what."

"Be careful of men!"

"Wow!"

"Are your friends pretty?”

"Good boy."

"Look at the picture."

I saw a picture of two friends going together and the union was relieved. One is Mark Hunt and the other is 178cm tall, which reminds me of Han Ki-bum.

I'm so relieved.

Nevertheless, there may be some people who come in with only one goal, so they should be armed with spirit. Our Munjeong is usually Munjeong. He likes to drink, is not wary of people, and he goes over even if the atmosphere rises a little.

My vocal cords are telling me to be so cool and say, "Just be good at contraception." Damn, that's not easy.

When I do it, it's romance, and when Moon Jung-eun does it, it's a percussion.

I tested his defense through situational play.

"Hello, there are three of us. Would you like to play with us?”

"I have a boyfriend."

There you go, there you go.

"Hey, who asked you out? I'm just saying let's have a drink together. We all have girlfriends anyway."

"Oh, so?"

[Laughing]

The vocal cords laughed and I roared.

"Hey!"

"Why?"

"What would it be, would it be?"

"Why, we should've revealed that we have a girlfriend."

"Why are you guys working on another girl with a girlfriend? That's not wrong already."

"So I mean. What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, do it again. Hey, we all have girlfriends anyway. I'm just saying let's have a good day."

"Oh, people with girlfriends shouldn't do that. Do you know your girlfriend's doing this?"

That's right, that's right.

"We're not trying to do anything, we're just having a drink together. You drink with your boyfriends, don't you? I think it's my colleague or senior."

"Is that so?" Well, then."

"Hey!"

"Huh?"

"Why are you drinking with men you've never seen before? I told you, all the boys coming there are so obvious. I'm trying to do something because I'm drunk."

"Hmmm, ······· So did you?"

"We were rejected because we were old.”

"Huh? I guess you had an intention.”

"Huh? What? Uh-huh?"

"This is a real... Will you burst?"

"Anyway, you're so cute that men won't let you go."

"That's true."

"And to be honest, what kind of boyfriend allows girls to go out with each other? You're letting him go because he's as good as me, aren't you?"

"I let you go."

"Men and women are different!"

"Wow, look at Inusik being sexist."

Come on.

The more you talk, the more you commit, the more you become self-fulfilling.

If so, we have no choice but to push ahead with the assault.

"Come here."

I grabbed him from the back and pressed him with my chin.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"I'm going to play with a man or not!"

"I'm not going to play, I'm not going to play! Why would I play with a man?"

"Really?"

"I swear to God! It hurts, it hurts!"

He loosened his waist and threw a rice cake.

"What if G-Dragon and Zico come?"

Then he starts to worry with the most serious expression in the world. The man, who was suffering from groaning and groaning, shook his head was shaking.

"I'm not playing."

"All."

"But when Nam Tae-hyun comes, I can't guarantee it."

"Who's that?"

Don't you know Nam Tae-hyun of WINNER?

"Oh, the girl with long hair? Why do you change your ideal type so often?

"There are so many attractive men in the world, then."

This can't fill the chastity belt, ···

Then there's nothing I can do.

I think I should rather roll it to the point where I'm sick and tired of men than believe in the world's water bodies or literary circles. He's so worn out that I can't even think about it.

After grabbing him from behind again, he pushed his hand into his sweatpants and rubbed his tightrope violently.

"Oops! Okay, okay, Nam Tae-hyun, I won't hunt even if it rains! Of course it's a joke, you idiot!"

"You've already lost your trust. Don't think too hard today."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Ssha shot. Ssha shot.

"Oh, oh, don't you trust me that much?"

"Hey, hey. It's already so wet.”

"No, that's it, 'cause you touch it, of it."

"You're going to do this to other men, too. What?"

[Brother, let's do this] He's like a paraplegic. I'm so disgusted to see you ···]

Don't talk about it while your daughter is playing.

He immediately took off the bottom and put in angry peppers without letting go of the situation.

"Hey!"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

After three relay sex with Dionysus and Hercules, he finished three more passionate sexual intercourse.

Not to mention Moon Jung-eun's Ppozzi, as my junior is swollen. When I left home at dawn, I couldn't even walk properly. Hu Hu Hu

Forget about old boyfriends and have fun. I'll let you have a good time. If you want to cheer up, make a video call.

I'll be back. My friends want me to thank you for setting up the accommodation.

[If you don't want to be looked down upon for being old, you should do that]

Make sure to eat well. Don't forget to take nutritional supplements!

I [Okay]

For three days when Moonjeong left Seoul, I am free.

It was freedom anyway, but it was more intense. I guess this is how married men are feeling when they crave for a night-time job number on an Internet bulletin board, saying their wives went to their parents' home.

Today is the first day of the "CFC Seoul" event with Sunkyung.

When I said I was a big fan of Yoo Joong-ak, Sun-kyung's sister said she met her wife of Yoo Joong-ak and arranged a meal.

I feel like I'm in the upper class.

I left home after pouring two kinds of nutritional supplements that Ha-yeon gave me and the antlers given by Moon-jung.

***

As it is the first competition to be held in Korea, the organizers organized a wide variety of events.

After meeting Sunkyung in front of Yeongdeungpo Times Square, she briefly checked her ticket and went into the venue.

The first things that stood out were large banners and octagon hanging at the front of the venue. In front of Octagon, the staff were busy preparing for the fan signing. It is a fan signing event for the Silence players, who belong to Yoo Joong-ak.

There was already a long line, and the Yoojungak section was the most crowded. There are crowds of people of all ages, men and women of all ages.

The next most popular place was the corner of female fighter Angela Jin. A life-size life-size life-size life-size life-size body was emphasizing her beauty and force to the fullest.

It was a kicking pose, but, um, your feet are surprisingly pretty for an athlete. What a beautiful fighter's toes will taste like, licking.

[Brother, let's shake hands after Angela's autograph!] I want to see gelazella!]

Get lost. I don't want to be in line.

"Honey, give it a try. That sounds fun."

Ji Sun-kyung led me to the sandbag that measured punch and kick.

I enjoyed various events and took pictures inside Octagon.

A few minutes later, the signing event began, and after the one-hour signing event, a martial arts experience event with team Silence players, including Yoo Joong-ak and Angela, began.

It is a program in which players actually compete with each other in the Octagon, experience skills, and simply sparring.

I sat in the front row with Ji Sun-kyung and watched.

Three players sparred with fans through a lottery. Then, a popular comedian in charge of hosting introduced Angela.

"I'm Angela Jean, the fighting goddess, the CFC's third-generation beauty fighter who combines skill and beauty!"

The hall became a sea of laughter when an indecisive male audience shouted, "I want to be ambushed by Angela!"

"Well, we're going to pick Angela and her sparring partner, and this time, Angela will draw herself."

Angela put her hand in the box containing the ticket number and pulled out a ball.

The number is 12.

Damn it, it's me.

Man, I wanted to be a felon!

"Now, ticket number 12! Where's number 12?"

"Oh, isn't that you?"

[Ta-da! Brother, you're the lucky one!]

"Huh? Yes, yes, yes, yes."

Ji Sun-kyung raised her hand on behalf of me, who was embarrassed.

"Here you go!"

Octagon girl with plenty of chests comes to me with a smile. I was led into the Octagon by her and stood between the host and Angela.

The host handed me the microphone and asked me to introduce myself. When he said he was a 34-year-old Sung Gwi-nam from Sancheon-dong, the host tilted his head and made a cheap ad-lib as if he had heard it wrong.

"Yes, sir? What's your penis?"

the laughter of the audience

"It's Sung, Ears, Men."

"Ah, his name is Sung, Gwynam." I was shocked because I thought you were making weird ad-libs. There are many students."

You're hitting me, son of a gun.

"Anyway, yeah! Sung Gwi-nam, did you like Angela?

"Yes, well…."

"Then let's start the exchange of eyes!"

The host made me and Angela face each other at intervals of 30 centimeters and blocked the gap between the faces with a script card.

What's so out of the blue?

"Come on, one, two, three!"

-Shock!

Hey, Angela, what's wrong with her eyes?

As if a predator is staring at its prey, it is staring at its eyes with strength. It's already a chic image that doesn't match me, but looking at me like this makes me feel like a beauty, and I wanted to say, "I'm a piece of cake."

The host waved his hand and spoke urgently.

"No, no, Angela? I'm not having a staring contest with my opponent, but I'm exchanging eye contact with my fans."

Angela asked again as if she didn't know what she did wrong.

"Isn't eye contact a snowball?"

a sea of laughter

"No, he's a fan of Angela, isn't he? Right? Please send a loving look to the fans."

"Oh, oh."

"Well, then I'll go again. Relax your eyes. One, two, three!"

-Shock!

No, nothing has changed.

He said he looks like he's going to hit me right away. I'm staring at you like I can send you to a goal even if you wear an eye patch and have your hands tied.

He's so tall that I feel so overwhelmed.

······But it is beautifully pretty.

She was not pretty for an athlete, but a natural beauty that went beyond the ordinary people's category.

An exotic and healthy face that fits my 108 ideal types.

Lash guards, short training pants, natural-dry brown hair, cat-like eyes and thick lips. He said he was a Korean-American, but he definitely feels like that.

Just as small as a man's muscles made me imagine a naked body.

What kind of facial expression will he make in bed?

Oh, I want you to give in. I want to have sex extensively until that blind eye, which is staring through my head, is completely undone.

I want to grab a high kick from me and lick it meticulously between my toes and hit my daughter.

When I hang an armbar, I want to shake my armpit that touches Pozzi so that I can unravel my skills.

If you do a triangular jog, you want to make a red sneeze by boldly rubbing the inner parts with your chin that you didn't shave.

While I was secretly imagining it, I was wearing a protective gear.

"Huh, uh?"

"Well, let's start with a low kick! Angela, please give me a car with love!"

"No, wait a minute, I've got a side injury."

Bump!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

I stepped back and lost my balance and fell flat.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

Wow, look at this. What a bastard!

I kicked you with all my heart! I kicked it with all my might!

Would it feel like this if I stepped on a landmine? Even though he was wearing protective gear, his entire leg had been sore as if he had been injected with the biggest needle. Then there was a paralysis that seemed to have disappeared legs.

Did I look ugly to Angela?

A beautiful fighter strove toward me, struggling after falling down, and the host of the dog's feet is excitedly talking and falling in love.

"Angela's specialty is her submission! We're getting the technology!"

"Come on, wait a minute, I'm a patient ···."

Without any time to react, Angela weighed me down in the side position. Her mouth opens as the flesh touches it. The first thing that caught my eye was the sexual desire stat.

Yoshi!

You punk, let's see who goes first.

[Brother, you have to hold out for more than 10 seconds!] I'm going to be gentle anyway, so don't tap and hold on!]

an end

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