Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

Oh, right. Songhee, Kim Songhee.]

That’s right.

It was a foolish but kind white-cheeked Song-hee.

Kim Song-hee, who is not the figure of a fat girl in my memory, is completely greasy.

Kim Song-hee has changed to a more sensuous figure than when she was in Leeds, which she saw as a pea patch eye drops.

By the way, soon after we pretended to know, the room was filled with strange tension.

political enemies

First of all, it's embarrassing.

Whatever my intentions here are, the current situation itself was just embarrassing.

The relationship between a middle manager and a part-timer has now changed to an implicit relationship between a player and a guest.

My face flamed up.

Questions and embarrassment were also being expressed in Song-hee's eyes.

Even if they didn't say anything, they seemed to come and go like telepathy through the gaze of each other's thoughts.

Why is the chief here?’

Then why are you here?’

I'll say, "Um, ······· I came to play.'

'I'm here to play, too. I came here to touch a lot of unspecified milk and pizzas without much effort.’

It's a common expression, but it really seemed like a minute.

No one in there opened his mouth first. I'm just looking at Song-hee and me with a look of wanting an explanation.

"Ummm, you must have known each other before?"

It was Madame who broke the ice and opened her mouth in a half-tone high voice.

"Uh, well…."

I was hesitating because I didn't know what to answer, but Song-hee stood up and approached me.

Then he suddenly leaned his face on my shoulder and hugged me around my waist.

With a hoarse nose.

This time again, the feeling seemed to be conveyed by telepathy.

"It's nice to see the manager's face here.’

"You lost weight, but your heart is still big. It's soft and soft. But we're not that close to each other, are we?

"Oh, my. I'm so disappointed. But this is the first guy I've ever told you about. You're my first man!’

'Hey, you're not the first man to talk. Seo, don't tell me you still know?

It was a window, just in case, but the "Earab Show" and "Chewing Shout" Song-hee were still a virgin.

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-Name: Kim Song Hee

Age: 21

Height: 169cm

- Weight: 75-54 kg

- Like Me: A

- sexual desire: C-D

- sex opening index: C

-Seong Fantasy: After a romantic date, at a hotel with a view of the night.

Pinpoint: Lips, hair

- TIP: After running away from home, I think I'm living a free life, but my mental state is unstable. That feeling burst out as soon as I saw your face. There is no Bible experience yet and the first act is alive. My feelings for me got better than before because of the memory correction. If the "best fit in the vagina" passive is activated, it will also relieve the pain of the vagina that was felt during insertion. Defeat the first curtain with pleasure.

-Recommendation: "You've become so pretty that you don't even recognize Song-hee."

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[Well, I'm getting a rough picture ···

The vocal cords that saw the Chewchang said, examining the faces of Kim Song-hee and his party.

[It's like a typical pattern of depravity that runs away from home and falls into the world of flowering.]

There were rumors that he had entered a dormitory academy after quitting his lip service, and that he was on his way to study abroad.

My heart aches.

"Oh, the smell of alcohol. Did you eat pork belly with soju?

I had eyes to see around me, and Kim Song-hee's hug was embarrassing, so I made a joke.

"No, I had gopchang ···."

"The smell is crazy. Stay away from me."

Song-hee was whining and complained about Hyeri.

The familiar smell of perfume that comes from behind the smell of meat. You still use this perfume.

Music and scent share memories.

The scent brought back a dim recollection of what happened a few months ago with Kim Song-hee.

That day, the mouth-watering after oral intercourse in the room soju room was quite electrifying.

It was this guy who reminded me of the boy's emotions for a while through a fresh kiss.

"I'm done with Choice."

Song Hee said so and took my hand and led me to the sofa.

I had a strong feeling that I would revive my energy by choosing me here. But we still know each other, so we should sell them. That kind of that kind of atmosphere.

Song Hee's party seemed to agree.

Since then, Choice has continued.

"Group 3 come in."

"Nice to meet you. It's Gun.”

Regardless of whether others choose or not, Song-hee scented soju and gopchang and chatted as if to a close senior whom she had met for the first time in a while.

"I've lost a lot of weight, haven't I?"”

"Oh, he's half-asleep."

"Didn't it get prettier?”

"It's because you gained weight. You used to have a pretty face.”

I've seen your Leeds days.

The boy showed off his beauty and longed for reaction.

"How pretty are you? What?"

"Oh, you've gotten a lot prettier. Our Songhee is so pretty!"

It was not an empty word and the vocal cords agreed.

[There's also a main edition, so you're so handsome even if you lose weight. She's completely innocent.

The makeup style and hairstyle, the feeling itself, has completely changed.

He naturally tied his straight hair back and wore knit polatti and ragged nine-piece boot cut jeans. The shoes are white slip-on.

Leeds, who saw it as a pea patch eye drops, was like an alluring volleyball girl reminiscent of a Persian cat, but now she is a total mood gangster and pure woman.

My chest was originally big, and the curves of my body when I stood up earlier were completely flushed.

Yuk, Deok, Cheong, Soon.

It was the moment when the scratch-free lottery was finally confirmed as the winning lottery.

"But why are you working here? Did you quit?”

"No, it's uh, uh…."

When I was wondering how to explain this, my vocal cords said.

Today, my lord [ simai here and get rid of her. Songhee's style is perfect when you fall in love with a hoba.]

I see.

If she was a kind of girl like Choi Mi-hyun, she would have gone by saying, "You're living your life," but Song-hee isn't always like this.

This isn't even a constructive place, so I'll take him outside and hear what's going on. Why did you leave the house?

I called Madame outside after the last group meeting and explained the whole story with some exaggeration.

I was a part-timer at a store where I used to work, and I met my parents, and the kid who went to a dormitory academy suddenly disappeared and reported to the police that I met him here, but Madame looked worried.

"Oh, no, no."

"I think I need to stop here today and talk a little bit. Can I take him out?

Madame added with pleasure.

"Don't forget to make a reservation for tomorrow at two o'clock. If you don't come out, it'll be crazy."

"Is he the one who likes Maine?"

"No, I'm the one at the top."

"Oh, good luck."

"Oh, what do you mean, a good-natured man? Oh, right. I'll pay for the TC.

"No, give it to me at once tomorrow."

I went into the room with Madame.

"Song-hee, I'll lend you some today."

When asked for understanding from the party, Song-hee asked back with a puzzled look.

"What? Where are you going?"

"Well, let's go out for a drink."

Song-hee shrugged her shoulders at her friends as if she didn't know what was going on and wore a coat.

***

"Are you not hungry? What do you want to eat?"

"No, it's okay."

"Then you're going anywhere.”

"Yes, yes, yes."

Song-hee, who came out, was crumpled up.

The reason was immediately known.

"Do you happen to contact my mom?"

"Why do I keep in touch with your mom? Are you out of the house?"

“······.”

"It's all grown up, so I don't run away. So where are you staying now?”

"I'm with the girls earlier."

"Motel?"

"No, monthly rent ···."

"Is your house near here?"

"Myeonmok-dong."

"I don't know if he's really scared."

The downtown area went to the end with a lot of seaburals and guardians, but there was no open bar in the early morning.

I just went to a nearby blue crab restaurant at 24:00.

There were no guests. Two aunts were watching TV, trimming bean sprouts.

The room looked more cozy than the table, so I settled down in the corner.

"Let's see, I'll have a soup or steamed."

"Order whatever you want, chief. I'll buy it, ··."

"Do you happen to be, no, no, no."

I was going to ask him if he works at a bar, but I ended up talking over a drink.

I ordered one crab stew and a bottle of soju.

After each drink, he brought up the story.

"I heard you went to a dormitory or something. There was a saying that he went abroad to study."

"No, I had a private tutor at home."

"Oh, but why did you leave home? Because you don't want to study?"

"That's true, too, and it's just all frustrating.

The restraints of parents and older brothers were no joke.

I could guess how much it was that a child who loved eating was suffering from anorexia.

I left home with only 200,000 won in cash because I thought I would die of suffocation if I live like this. I left my check card and cell phone.

That was two months ago.

"Can we not talk about this?"

He sipped a drink by himself and sighed bitterly.

I'm not drunk anyway, but I drank with him.

"Okay. Let me ask you one last question. Do you work in a bar or something? Like a karaoke helper?”

"No."

"Then what are you doing now?”

"Just, uh, ······· I work part-time."

"I do some part-time job and I go to Hoba at this time. 300,000 won for a bottle of alcohol. I heard from Maine that you come here once or twice a week."

"I'm going to Bombay with my sisters."

"Even if I say bboom-bboom-bba, I can't think of a normal part-time job. I won't tell you to go home, so be honest. I'm just curious."

He barely opened his mouth after touching the wrinkles in his jeans without looking straight into my eyes.

"Incoming fire, ···."

"Huh? Your Ears Fire?"

"Yes, ···. Cosplay's ear fire department, ···."

[Hehe, ·········]

I've heard of the kissing room and the hugging room, but it's my first time hearing about the deaf fire.

Well, it's a similar system, right?

He scooped my ears and touched peppers.

"Isn't that a strawberry house?"

"Well, but no. I just clean my ears."

"You're really going to do nothing and just dig your ears?"

"Yes."

"That's how much you get paid."

30,000 won for 30 minutes and 50,000 won for an hour.

"You sell your ears for an hour? What kind of cochlea do you clean?"

"Laughing, giggle.

"Are you laughing? Is this funny?"

"Well, they give you a massage, they give you an aroma candle.”

"What is cosplay? You're wearing a nurse or Sarah's uniform, right?”

Nod one's head

Oh, I'm getting mad.

You don't even knead the peppers, and you're only going to get 50,000 won an hour?

I'm sure you'll think it's a granddaughter's room if you don't know anything about it!

My face must have gotten ugly.

Song-hee muttered with a sullen look.

"Don't be angry. But it's really not."

"No, I'm angry because it's not like that."

"Huh?"

"Humanly, shouldn't you hit your daughter? Who's going in there just to get their ears cleaned? We're all going to think of our goddaughter."

[I know. It's a total consumer deception.]

"There are a lot of guys who come with that in mind, but ···."

"That's enough. So you're never gonna do it?"

"Yes. Never. Even if you give me more money, I won't."

Look at the stupid fair play spirit.

"You won't do it even if I cry and cry and beg?"

"Never in the store. My sisters say that if you have a customer you like, you should meet outside and get paid."

"The ones before?

"Yes."

Both of them are pretty.

You're doing that kind of back-door business because you look so naive.

It's so tempting.

"So how much do you earn a day?”

"It's usually five to seven. The store takes 20,000 won off each case."

"What do you mean so much? Let's see. Oh, twenty-five. So even if you can't make it, you earn more than 150,000 won a day, right? You got that many customers?”

"There are days when I do a lot, and there are days when I take 10 pictures."

"Oh, I'm mad. Only innocent beggars are dying. 50,000 won per ear.”

"Kkkkkkkk. Two are in Paju."

"Don't laugh. I'm really upset right now."

You've been working there, and you've still kept your virginity.

Oh? Come to think of it, it means you've never played with any of the players, right?

You have a strong sense of chastity.

"So, do men come to Hoba with the money they've earned?"

"Why is the chief working there?”

"Oh, hobby. I'm just doing it for a while. Just two days. It's my first time coming out today.”

"Chi, that's what everyone says. There's something else I do, but I'm doing it for a while. Did you quit the lip service?”

"Oh, I'm working somewhere else right now. Flare paper."

"Flare Paper? What is it?"

"It's a cocktail show."

"Oh, Western bar."

He's pouring out a spoonful of crab stew while saying that.

Out of nowhere, why does that look so sexy?

Hu Fu wanted to rub the urethra hole on his lips.

"Song-hee, but..."

"Oh, hot, yeah."

"Why are you so pretty?"

"Heehee, let me. It's no joke, right?

"Oh. And why are you still a virgin, making people excited."

"Who said that? I'm not a virgin.

"So, you've done it?"

"Oh, I don't know. What's wrong with you all of a sudden?"

"Hey, what's disgusting between us? Okay, just stretch your feet towards me for a second.”

"Foot? What about the foot?"

"Give it to me for now."

"Both?"

"Uh."

I grabbed two of his feet under the table and rubbed them on the red pepper.

"Oh, my."

"Can I take your first curtain today?”

"Poo, poo, hahaha!"

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