Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

After finishing the call with Oh Yoon-sook, I looked at the facial expressions of my stepson.

His bloodless lips begin to tremble like an electric dildo.

"You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, how, how, how, how, how?"

I ordered Choi Dong-sun, who couldn't speak properly, in a solemn voice.

"My son, you are not Choi Dong-sun from today, but Sung Dong-sun. Come on, call me dad."

"You, you, just touch my mother. I really can't go back then."

I provoked him even more by pretending to spin his nipples.

"Oh no, I've already touched it. It's just like you're making a big fussing. Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo."

I didn't stop there. The highlight part of Oh Yoon-sook's video, which was shot with "Eyes of Memories," was played on her cell phone and pushed in front of his face.

The full sound of relentless sex flows out.

Pozzi fart, push, push!

-Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Choi Dong-sun, who was breathing out her anger, jumped to her feet without watching the video until the end. My eyes are turning completely and trying to jump at me.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

However, he couldn't take a single step away and fell on his knees as Johnson caught his mitral muscle.

"Oh, oh, oh."

"Son, do you know what I'm really grateful for you? That's why you're such a sucker. Thank you for allowing me to take revenge without an inch of guilt. Oh Yoon-sook is very cultured and has a good personality. Why did you grow up like that? Which Daechi-dong academy did you get your family education for private education? Or did your biological father teach you that?”

" ·······I'll kill you, I'll really kill you. You too! Min Ha-yeon! You little nigga slave and your family! I'm gonna cement it in the middle of the ocean! You know what? You'll see if I can do it or not, you bastards!"

Johnson's hand, the size of a sea turtle's shell, weighed down Choi Dong-sun's back neck.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"One more word and your nose will be buried between your hips. I have the power to do that."

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehe he didn't get to the end. Yon-seok, can't you think about what you were going to do to Ha-yeon? This Abby is just trying to let you know in person how much you were going to do wrong. Please know I'm not comfortable with you."

When I said that, I used all the muscles in my face to laugh out loud, "Hahahahaha!"

"I'm going to pick up my mom, so just hang out with Johnson for a second. When I'm bored, I ask my sister to play the boron boron boron boron. It's best to hit it. Gather up, friends."

***

- Third Referee

Judge: Sung Gwi-nam (Feat. Dongseon Mom)

I led Oh Yoon-sook out of the car into the house.

The living room, which had been wrecked by the war between Diltin Clan and the only working class, had yet to be cleaned up.

Oh Yoon-sook was frightened when she saw the tail.

"Oh, what's wrong with this?"

"Oh, my friends had some rough time. I drank too much and ···."

Without explaining Katavuta, he wrote a 10-minute 'peromone coupon.'

As the golden pheromone dome is revealed, it wraps around as if to protect both of us.

I took her to the main room on the first floor.

Genie's self-uniting.

Oh Yoon-sook kissed on the back of her neck and took off her clothes.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I was dying to see you."

"Me too, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."

I looked sideways between the slightly open closets.

Small lenses that you can find only when you look carefully will sparkle.

It was a small Wi-Fi camcorder that was installed in advance.

Everything that happens here will be played on Johnson's cell phone in real time.

Skip the detailed explanation.

So, the night of the referee came to an end.

All that's left is to take care of Sunkyung.

-Epilogue (1)

It was the single room where he was hospitalized not too long ago.

After confirming the ticket with Min Ha-yeon's name on it, Sung Gwi-nam entered the hospital room by pressing the door lock password.

The road manager, who was dozing off on the sofa with his cell phone in his hand, belatedly feels his popularity and quickly stands up.

Sung Gwi-nam, who checked Min Ha-yeon's face, who was asleep with his mouth half open, asked small.

"Are you sleeping?"

"Yes."

"I'll be there, so go inside."

The manager took his suggestion sensibly and took the car keys.

"Oh, you didn't call your mother, did you?"

"Yes, not yet ··········."

Min Ha-yeon was hit by a methamphetamine. Whether it is on its own or not, the hospital is obliged to inform the police, but this was a VIP ward that deviated from the general system.

Since this is the only place that deals with members of the highest class who are certified, the laws and rules of any line can be covered up to any extent by turning point.

As Sung Gwi-nam did earlier, Min Ha-yeon was also hospitalized here as a member of Ji Sun-kyung.

After the manager left the hospital room, Sung Gwi-nam, who sat next to the bed, stared at Min Ha-yeon's face. After looking at it for a long time, he mutters to himself as if to listen to his emotions.

"Will it work again? I don't think you're completely attached to the guy you called him Mr. Nam earlier.

[I don't know. Maybe he's drunk and he's talking nonsense.]

"Is that so?"

At that time, Min Ha-yeon woke up at the sound of Sung Gwi-nam's words.

After getting some fluids to clean the substance, the mind returned to its usual level.

"Oh, Ha-yeon. Go to sleep. It's only 1 a.m.."

Min Ha-yeon looked at her ex-boyfriend's face without replying.

I wanted to ask a lot of questions and know a lot about today's incident, but I didn't want to hear anything now. I just want to keep this relief that I'm feeling for a little longer.

However, contrary to what she had in mind, Min Ha-yeon vented out at Sung Gwi-nam as if she were grumbling.

"Why are you here?"

"Huh?"

"We're not in a relationship anymore. Just go."

"Uh, I'm sorry. I'll be there."

Sung Gwi-nam looked ashamed of himself, but he thought so inside.

'Kkkkkh, where is this blowing a fake car?’

It was after Jini, who worked with Min Ha-yeon, had already told her how she felt.

Gwi-nam did not intentionally cling to Min Ha-yeon because she was cute and disgusted.

"We need one guardian, so I'll call our manager back. Stay alone for a second.”

After saying so, he was about to turn his back.

Min Ha-yeon, who didn't really know she would go there, ended up timidly lifting her white flag.

"Let's go when the surcharge is lifted."

"No, we should go. You're uncomfortable with me.”

"It's better to be uncomfortable than alone, so just stay."

" ······· Okay. Then I'll crouch down in the toilet, so call me if you need anything."

"I have a headache."

It was a lie.

Her hair was in very good condition.

"Do you have a headache? I'll call a nurse, wait a minute."

"Sigh, you're still being tactless. Don't you think I'm frustrated?"

"Yeah, I don't. He said, "I'm the best in the world."

[Shut up, you big brother!]

At the turn of the emotional group, Sung Gwi-nam stopped talking and thought.

Are you a big brother now?

I miss you when you're such a moron.

Stop bouncing around and sit back. People don't know the right way, the right way.]

Sung Gwi-nam slipped back into his chair with a forced moonwalk. He sat with his back turned to Min Ha-yeon.

After that, Min Ha-yeon barely suppressed her desire to hit hard in the back of her head and touched her shoulder instead of the back of her head.

As Sung Gwi-nam turns his head, he says, patting the seat next to him.

"We, ······ today, don't say anything and just hug it."

"Yes, yes, and."

Sung Gwi-nam couldn't stop smiling and burst his nostrils. Then he dug into the blanket as if he had been waiting.

They hugged each other as naturally as before, without thinking about what their relationship would be like in the future.

"I'm sleepy."

"Me too."

It was a hard day for both of them.

So, they fell into such a deep sleep that they didn't even know the nurses were coming and going.

-Epilogue (2)

Cheonsang Hotel located in Shinjuku, Japan.

Three slim women entered the top-floor suite. One was Ji Sun-kyung and the other two were Class A girls from Gihwagwan who worked for her in the past.

There was an old man in a silk gown and his entourage in the room.

The secretary, who opened the door to Ji Sun-kyung and her party, left with a light bow.

Ji Sun-kyung greeted the old man, who had been reunited for the first time in two years, without hesitation.

"Oh, my brother. What did you do to your face?”

"Crazy. When did you see me knife my face?"

"But why hasn't he changed? No, I think you've gotten younger."

"Okay, hit it. Thank you. "Now I'm getting old and I'm not even sick of it."

The old man's talk was frivolous, not worthy of his title as the head of the Cheonsang Group. Of course, he didn't even speak in dialect in official appearances, but he didn't have to be polite in front of his once-lost charm.

"Well, then I shouldn't have come."

"Wow? Did you try to make it stand in a long time ago.

"What else do I need to see my brother?"

"Laughing, dude. Where are you sitting selling medicine? Don't I know you?"

The old man smacked his lips as he skimmed through the movements of the women standing behind him a few steps.

"I've got some ssalakko daughters to ask for a favor."

"Oh, guys, let's say hello to the president."

When they tried to introduce themselves with manners, the chairman waved his hands as if he was annoyed.

"Okay, thanks. If you have something to say, say it quickly."

"You go wash up."

Ji Sun-kyung, who confirmed that they had entered the bathroom, sat on her lap, hugging the chairman's neck.

The old man stroked his sensual thighs satisfactorily by touching them through the crevices next to his skirt.

As expected. It was Chairman Choi who felt that anything was different.

I had a hard time because my lower part was not cool these days, but as soon as I touched Ji Sun-kyung's flesh, he rose up sharply.

Ji Sun-kyung began the conversation by touching the chairman's nipples with precision.

"It's kind of a sensitive time these days."

"Wow, what are you up to?"

"Yeah, it's been a long time since I've been out of there."

"Higo, you'll do the same."

"Not the other way around, but I think your son had a big accident.”

"What? What's that guy?"

"The fourth master.”

"The line of movement?"

"Yes."

The old man's hand, who was touching his thigh, was very strong.

As the situation is so tense, even the heads of state are still keeping their heads together, and a son of a child is going around in a state of affairs.

It would not have been an ordinary accident if Ji Sun-kyung flew here and tipped off.

Ji Sun-kyung told Choi Dong-sun's bad behavior with her experienced speaking skills, suppressing Chey's sharp feelings to a minimum.

The old man's brow is in deep trouble.

Drugs and pervert sexual assault just in case someone isn't my last name. And there's even a video file showing the scene?

Fortunately, it was less serious than he had feared, but the fact that it was a stimulating gossip that the media and the public would like caused a big fire in his mind.

Above all, what angered the chairman was that he received such a serious incident through a third party, not through Choi Dong-sun's party or secretariat.

Chairman Choi called his chief of staff back to his room and asked if he knew about this.

As soon as it was said, I'll find out right away, a crystal ashtray hit his forehead.

"What are you doing? Don't you think the ship is going to drag you right away!

"Yes, Chairman. I'll call you right away!"

Being angry means being angry.

The scent of dark night flowers soon spread in the room where the chief of staff left.

Ji Sun-kyung deftly relieved Choi's stress with two helpers.

Hours later, the chant, which had been ringing in the suite for some time, was changed to a man's sickening.

Chairman Choi's No. 9 Iron splashed through the air.

Puck! Puck! Puck!

"You, you bastard! Did I tell you to take care of yourself or not?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! That's not it, I started it, but I also started it with them."

"Shut up! Don't even lift a finger from now on, you shak!

Puck! Puck!

The breath of Ji Sun-kyung, who hung over the political and business front, was hotter than expected.

Choi Dong-sun was forced out by her biological father due to her lack of true education by her younger stepfather. Immediately exiled from Japan to the United States, he had to spend a year there.

Ye Ju-ri, an aspiring model who had been saddled with Choi Dong-sun, was guaranteed 500 million won in settlement money and future care from the heavenly side in return for losing women's reproductive function.

HC Entertainment also received reasonable compensation in the form of silence, and VNF was sponsored by the Heavenly Culture Support Team as written in the contract.

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