Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

"Yes, I don'

Moon Jung-eun refused with a single stroke to tell me to mark my grandfather as a sweatshirt.

"Why? I've been walking and talking to my grandmothers while they're taking a bath."

"Hey, you have to be able to talk to each other. The inspirational spirit seems to be on today and tomorrow."

Moon Jung-eun's back smashing came even before she finished speaking.

Puck!

"Oh! Why are you hitting me?"

"Watch your language! Watch your language!"

"Oh, sorry. Was I a little frivolous? You should have said it like Kim Seung-hyun, right? I didn't know Moonjung liked that style again. Laugh."

"Oh, what are you saying? Why are you talking about Seunghyun?

[Wow, that's so cute] That's so lame. I knew it was bad, but I didn't expect it to be this bad. The rotten smell of the purifier is vibrating!]

"Sung-dae, Gwi-nam, what's wrong with you? Did I do something wrong?"

[Kim Seung Hyun is jealous because he likes you.]

"You're stuck with the scenario. Why am I jealous? I'm just kidding. "I am my own, ········ anyway."

"What? Seunghyun likes me? How do you know? Who told you? Why didn't I know?"

"Why, what's the difference if you knew?"

Munjeong stammered and shook her head.

" ·········, it's not like that. Mm-hmm. Um, I see. I really didn't know…."

What's this atmosphere?

It's like the reaction when you found out that your crush liked you.

"Did you ever like her?"

"Just, what, when I was a kid, for a while? Not now, ·······."

"Why are you turning red and avoiding my eyes? Look me in the eye and tell me.”

I grabbed his cheek and made eye contact with him and asked him back in the Korean way.

"Tell me, do you still like her?”

"No, I used to like you for a while."

"Did you ever sleep?"

[Wow, I just got the chills. I can't watch anymore.]

"I'm asking, did you sleep?"

"Huh, are you serious about asking?" "Are you really asking?"

"You slept, you slept. I slept. Wow, I slept! The people in the neighborhood, Na Mun-jeong and Kim Seung-hyun, got ripped off!"

"What do you mean, you asshole? That's what I'm talking about when I'm talking about it. I don't want anything else, but I've told you so many times to speak nicely!"

"Oh, like Kim Seung-hyun?"

"Wow, I can't help but laugh when I'm dumbfounded. Yeah, yeah. Say something pretty like Seunghyun."

Rinsing. You think I can't do it?

"Moon Jung-ah, Park Seung-duk seems to be suffering from Alzheimer's-related dementia and his brain is slowing down every minute. Can you communicate with me who has a normal brain? You seem to have a desire for idealism. That's why when people age, they say they have to go back to the soil."

"Oh, I really shouldn't talk. Do you think the West will never get old?"

"Yeah. I'm never going to get old. If you're over 65 and you get sick, you're going to kill yourself.”

"It's really ugly. I heard your mother and father are over 70, so can I just say that?"

"Are you cursing my mom and dad? I'm Moonjung's pad lips. He's a real padlifter, Padreper."

"What's this pad lips? The West said bad things first!"

"Anyway, I'd rather clean the bathroom with my grandfather for a walk. It doesn't match my personality."

"No, I don't think so. I think the West will be like an old man in 40 years. It's so straightforward. It's the same thing that I like."

I think the same as Moonjeong. Come to think of it, it looks similar. Oops! No way!

"What kind of dog are you trying to talk about?"

[Maybe Mirae's brother is here to tell you something?] I'm 34 years old, you'll get dementia later. So eat a lot of broccoli or salmon from now on. It's good for the prevention of dementia.]

"Oh, I think you're right ····?"

[Right?]

"Yes, it's right. The solar plexus, you bastard."

[Brother, Kim Seung Hyun is here.]

Kim Seung-hyun, who came out of the main building, looked around for a while and walked toward the bench where we were.

"Moon Jung, the elderly are ready to take a bath."

"I was just about to get up."

"But there are so many volunteers today that you really don't have to."

"No, I'm not. I feel better after I'm here. Oh, and my boyfriend is going to walk you out."

"Hey, I'm frozen."

"Oh, really? Thank you! Then please."

" ···fifi, I'll do it. Yes."

***

Inspiration Park Seung-duk came out of the building with his wheelchair.

It was not bad to take a walk because the temperature and sunshine exceeded the video. We can just go around a couple of laps and get in.

But until a while ago, the grandfather's expression, which was shouting loudly, doesn't look very good. He bought 100,000 won worth of lotto and is sighing with a face that seems to have not taken a single 5,000 won.

It is sad to see the eyes that are out and the cheekbones that have grown mournfully.

"Grandpa, aren't you cold?"

"It's not cold. You're wearing a dope bar. I'm wearing a fur hat. Oh, this is from a girl herself. It was so pretty, but it doesn't come these days."

Grandfather replied in a curvy voice that seemed to have a phlegm in half.

I talked to him just in case, but the conversation is working.

"How old are you this year?"

"18."

It's not working.

"Oh, yes, yes, ········

"Brother."

"What?"

"I have a favor to ask.”

"Yes, go ahead."

"That sister was your brother's girlfriend, wasn't she?"

Are you talking about Moonjeong?

"Yes."

"Then just let me touch the chisel. Can't you ask me to show you? Huh? You'll listen to me if you tell me."

This is a terrible inspiration.

Is there anything else in your head that's all there is there a chi in your head?

Her passion for her husband is as good as that of her 18-year-old.

"I can't wait to see her so much. It's coming out of my dreams. What should I do with this?"

"Hey, Grandpa."

"Yeah, yeah. You're going to show me, right? I'll do better from now on."

"I'm sorry. Are you sure you have dementia?"

"That's what he says. I have dementia! Just the muzzle!

"You're fine, aren't you?”

"Then you're fine! (Coughing) You're talking nonsense.”

"How old is your grandfather?"

"The Year of the Snake, 41."

"You just said you were eighteen."

"Can't a young man tell a joke from a true story?"

"I heard your grandfather has dementia here."

The old man laughed and continued.

"I pretended to have dementia a few times and everyone really believed me. No, I just did it because it was fun.”

What's this? It's confusing.

The staff couldn't have called it dementia because of the smoke. Didn't you say dementia because you were confirmed by a doctor?

Otherwise, it means that they just guessed by looking at their actions without a specialist diagnosis, but even if it's a small institution run by donations, it's too sloppy.

"It was all a joke?”

"I told you. But what's your name?"

"Seong, Gwi, Nam."

"You're gonna have a guy in your ear, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Cute guy."

"Yes."

"I don't live much ··."

"What?"

"It's not long before I go to the near future."

"Hey, come on. The world is so nice right now, you should live long enough to touch a lot of scissors."

"It's cancer. 3rd stage of pancreatic cancer, ···."

"Who said that?"

"Who is it, the doctor says. Don't tell anyone here because we only know the director."

"You did that at the hospital? Pancreatic cancer?"

"Yeah, a month at the longest. (Coughing) So please grant me an old man's wish.”

I looked at the vocal cords.

He shrugs his shoulders as if he told me to take care of myself.

"So you're going to get chemo?”

"I'm too old to stand. So I asked him to give me a shot that wouldn't hurt me. So Moon-jung, show me your chest."

At first, I thought he was lying to touch his chest, but seeing that he answered every question correctly, I don't think he's lying. The exceptionally deep-set eyes and the haggard face looked like a cancer patient.

But that's still true.

"Even if you're a boyfriend, how can you ask your girlfriend to do that? And I don't know what it was like when I was a grandfather, but these days, I'm accused of sexual harassment even if I just say that. Not to mention the fact that you're hitting me like before.”

"It doesn't work, either."

"No, I'll just show you a little chat, so be patient with it."

"You're short for a porn video, right? I saw it on TV."

I dragged my wheelchair to the side where there were no people, pulled it up, and turned on the cell phone screen.

The only thing stored on my cell phone right now was my sex video, which I filmed with "Eyes of Memories." Among them, I played a memory with Sunkyung and handed it to her face.

"Look at this."

"Hmmm, ·········."

His grandfather shook his head with his eyes closed as if he had given up his life.

"No, this is. Put it away~~~."

"Why, your chest is coming out here. I know her. She's so pretty.”

"Sigh, ··········……."

The old man sighs deliciously.

It was a deep sigh of espresso double-shot level, with all emotions close to disappointment and despair concentrated, breaking even the will of the person next to it.

"He said he wanted to see me date sometime. I'm not that kind of person."

"Then what kind of person is he?"

"Sigh, you should die when you get old." I just want to die soon."

"Why do you say that again? Now, look at your chest."

"It's because the time is free. When I was your age, no, until I was fifty years old, women were standing in the lobby and fighting with each other, saying they would live with each other. Phew... Now it's impossible to even look at a bottle like that."

"Watch it on video."

"No, I'm just going to die. I think it'll be comfortable if I die. Can you kill me?"

"Oh, come on. If you keep doing this, I'll just go in."

"Then don't say a lot and just go."

"Then I'm going in."

"Oh, nice to meet you and thank you. If we break up today, we'll see each other in hell. I'll be there first."

The old man couldn't keep his words to the end and coughed out a rough cough.

It's always time to go, and you're holding my pant leg.

"Oh, my God, I'm dying. You're going to kill me, Coughlock! Coughing!

"Okay, okay. I just have to show you my chest, right?"

“그럼 내가 이 나이에 뭘 하겠나. 보는 것만으로도 감지덕지지. 그냥 노잣돈이라고 생각하고 인심 한번 써줘.”

음······.

문정이한테 있는 그래도 말하면 들어줄 것 같기는 하다.

할아버지가 얼마 못 사시는데 마지막으로 여자 가슴 한번 보는 게 소원이라고 하면 되지 않을까?

“그럼 제가 문정이 데리고 올 테니까 할아버지가 직접 말씀하세요. 그 편이 나을 것 같은데요.”

노인의 얼굴에서 두드러기처럼 짜증이 올라왔다.

"Are you going to do this now? Do I have to say such dirty things when I get this old?"

He seems to know that he's dirty.

"There were a lot of grandmothers earlier, so you should have dated them instead."

"What are you doing with the old hag, what are you doing?"

"My grandfather is the worst.”

"Huh-woo, ········ You think someone wants to do this? As you'll see when you get older, it doesn't change how young women have good bodies. I just hide it because of my surrounding eyes. ······· I still love young women so much. You can point a finger at me for being dirty. Yeah, I'm dying now. There's nothing to hide. I'm a dirty old man who wants to see a young woman's nipples."

[If a person has shown this much shame, it's right to lose] Please tell Moonjung instead.]

"Whoa, I got it. I'll talk to him.”

"Really?"

"But if Moonjung says no, I can't help it."

"Yes, try to persuade me as much as you can. Make sure you emphasize that it's a time limit. He's going to grant a dead man's wish, and he's not going to give up his boyfriend's request."

The face of the old man, Chichi, was finally bright. The land, which had been split by the drought, became moist as if it had rained.

The old man continued with an insidious look like an old black wizard.

"I'll give you a present if you show me the chi. It's a lot of fun, hahaha, ·······."

an end

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