Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

Min Ha-yeon from this side of the world made her debut as TWICE through a JYP audition program called Sixteen, just like other members.

According to a blog written by a fan, he had been a trainee at JYP since middle school, and made his late-kicking debut.

Not only did he never work for lip service, but he also said he had never been tyrannized by a bully company. According to Ha-yeon's interview with the magazine, her parents are living well together without getting a divorce.

Min Ha-yeon has become a distant world figure who has no contact with me and will not dare to cross.

Unless you go to a fan signing or a fan meeting, there is little chance that Ha-yeon and I will run into each other in our lives.

Still, one encouraging thing was that my babies did not disappear at all, but were living somewhere else.

Because Hayeon is here, there's Moonjung and Sunkyung.

Should I laugh or cry?

Just in case, I tried to call Moonjung by pressing her cell phone number.

Hello.

"Isn't that Na Moon-jung's cell phone?"

No, it's not.

"Oh, yes, I'm sorry."

The number owner was a certain uncle.

* * *

"Sir, I'm going to take a look at the house for a while."

"Uh, go ahead."

I went out for break time.

Even if you didn't go into the real estate, you could see that Kang Hee-yeon was not there.

Instead of the name "Kang Hee-yeon," which was originally on the sign, another name was stuck.

Happy Realtor's Office

Nam Jung-mi, a licensed real estate agent

-Ringling

"Welcome."

A middle-aged woman of similar age and similar atmosphere as Hee-yeon welcomed me.

My face is full of color.

"Hello, I'm looking for a studio apartment.”

"Wall?"

"Yes, I saw something on my app ···."

Nothing else has changed.

I followed her to an empty house and found a vocal cords stuck in a Spider-Man pose on the edge of the ceiling.

The behavior of the woman who went into the bathroom to look around was the same as that day.

Vocal cords, I'll reach out my hand first this time.

* * *

"Hey, you want to do it now, don't you?" You want me to let you?”

[What, what?]

"What do you mean, voyeurism? You want to listen to it now.”

I am a ghost who died in this house a year ago.

After spending a year as a Ji Pak-ryeong, I found out that if I tried, I could see the living. Of course, it might not be visible.

All the people who lived here were women. When I was alive, I couldn't sing unless it was a voyeurism, so I was able to satisfy my desire even after I died watching them having sex with my boyfriend.

However, when self-defense was performed, the pitch rose unknowingly, and it was noticeable to them, and in the end, everyone was out of the house without meeting the contract period.

But now, a 40-year-old man dressed in a tight outfit is seducing me first by using magical words that I can't ignore.

That's also, hey, pretending to be close.

"Right? You want to have a voyeurism? In an empty house where no one is around, you want to hit your daughter watching me bump into a colorful real estate agent. They'll let me do it. Right here."

What can he believe and be so confident about?

Even though he knows that it can't happen on his own, if he's a voyeur with a penis, he has to bite it a hundred times and a thousand times.

As he said, the strange color of the real estate lady has been stimulating my sexual fantasy for some time ago.

The current situation also played a part.

I think it's a combination of male customers who go around looking for a house, middle-aged female licensed real estate agent who guides her, and a government sound that I've encountered at least once in the yard.

The noble atmosphere of the empty house and her insensitive behavior of entering the bathroom as soon as she came in, which was urgent, were evoking my wild imagination.

[I do want to do it]

I replied to the raw old man who went out to the veranda.

He already knew that I was a color and that I had a desire for voyeurism.

Is it a shaman?

"Okay, I'll do it for you.”

The man answered confidently, closing the veranda door.

Damn it, then.

You mean you're going to shake my pepper and hit my daughter?]

I was going to call you uncle, but I just decided to call you brother.

He raised his voice in a loud voice.

"Crazy, why would I be your goddaughter? If I do it with you, you're going to hit your joints next to me. Why are you acting like an amateur?"

That's possible with your ability?

I wondered at his intentions.

It's a mission impossible no matter how hard I look at it, but why is he so confident?

Are you confident about your size?

No, seducing women is a different matter, regardless of the size of things.

What the hell is that?

Then, he put out his palm to me with a meaningful smile.

"Vocal cords, brother is here. Give me that."

Oh, my God!

I was so surprised that I was already dead, but I almost died of another heart attack.

[ ········ How did you know my name and the name of the food? Are you a shaman? or exorcist, ·······?]

"If you were an exorcist, I would have done it before. Let's talk about the details later, and let's shout the slogan first."

[Moo, what do you mean?]

"Maximum number of?"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

What the hell, man? I'm scared!

Even the secret chant I know?

How did you do that?]

"You and I will be the best partners. Let's make another history in this world. I'll let you meet your girlfriend again.”

So, I had to lend my ability to someone I've never seen before, not to mention the identity of the chukchang.

He conquered a real estate dolsinger so skillfully that he didn't have to chew, and completed two situations using his physical condition and skills that were as dirty and shallow as his appearance.

I saw it.

The sexuality inherent in the dirt and the sexual impulses of the average person who is firmly holding the skeleton in vulgarity!

A sincere love and respect for the woman from her unfounded confidence!

I could tell.

Contrary to his appearance, he was a real sex player.

How is this possible?

Disorder is obvious, but it's an oddly attractive.

It is also not a coherent and clear sex law, but he has his own strong pawn.

It was definitely an area of experience accumulated while meeting various women, an anomalous type that I had never met before, and the flow of the Safa, which is on the opposite line from me.

The tenacity of sex, passion, ambition, spirit, diligence, ambition, creativity, none of them are inferior to me.

A sex maniac, a sex machine, a sex maniac, a sex killer, a sex killer!

The goal of life is only sex!

That's great.

I even wanted to live again for the first time after I died.

How would it feel to have a two-on-two moment with him?

The combination of my political affiliation and his private tinge will make the women who join us tremble with their toes straight throughout the sex.

The most surprising thing is that while 100% immersed in one's sexual behavior, the movement exactly matched my sexual preference as if I knew my voyeurism pattern.

She waved her breasts and nipples at me, the breast minister, and the first situation boldly ended with a pizzeria.

Even during the intercourse, he took the ease of raising his thumb at me several times.

It was the true image of a person who truly enjoyed sex and loved it.

I also answered with a thumbs up every time.

I also finished the explosive assessment with exhilarating voyeurism, which was accompanied by a testicular neuron after a long time.

He contracted a house right after the sex.

Then he sent the lady first, and then he started a great story in an empty house with only the two of them were left.

It was the moment when the identity of the dissonance I felt was revealed.

* * *

"That's how it turned out."

Oh, I didn't know there was a penalty or anything.

I told Gamseongdae number 2 everything.

Our relationships, anecdotes with the women we met, Ji Sun-kyung, another chewable person, and even the fact that there are other sex media besides the chewed-out.

Even his past and surrounding figures I knew - his girlfriend was Seo Yoon-ji here - there was no doubt that he told me everything.

It was only after I saw the empty stock of the chit-chang inventory and the list of registrants that I could accept the reality.

I feel like I'm starting from level 99 and then starting from level 1.

You're in your 30s. I thought you were over 40.]

" ········ will get better.”

[Even though you look like that, did you dress like that on purpose?]]

"It would be better to put a stick in the old clothes collection box right now and take anything out and wear it, right? If you were me, I'd just wear a leaf on my jacket rather than like this. Or you don't come out of the house at all."

The ghost is your brother. He didn't make a mistake in what I was going to say. Oh, oh, sorry, I'm too honest, right?]

"No, it's okay. Your chewing negative is immune."

Oh, how about this one? It would be more likely that hunting would be successful if you peeled off the skin and walked around in a skeleton state!]

"Don't play the game in a strange place, you son of a gun."

What are you going to do now? Are you going to look for the women you've met in the previous world again?]

"No, I don't know. I'm still confused."

[Let's start all over again] It feels like you're getting married twice. Would you like it?]

Okay.

Since it's like this, it's natural to start anew with a new mind.

You have to meet the stewardess you've never met before, meet the elementary school teacher, and shout out "Understanding Sex" frequently, regardless of sushi girl, Cheonjo-guk girl, brown girl, black sister, or white sister.

That's the only option.

Strangely, I feel as if I have a sore throat and a hole in my chest.

Moon Jung-eun, Ha-yeon, Sun-kyung, In-young, Yum, Bo-ha, Sol, even the front house Lee Ah-reum, Song Ji-hye who left me, and Choi Mi-hyun, the heads of the national team, pass through their holes like polaroid pictures.

"Sungdae, why do you feel so empty?"

[What can I do?] You have to accept the reality. And you said they weren't gone at all. We'll meet again if we get to know each other.]

"Start, ···········."

[Are you crying?]

"It's not enough to cry, but why are you crying?"

You must have loved him a lot.]

"Oh, my God."

Stop squeezing and go buy clothes first. I'm not good at smelling, but just looking at your clothes makes the grain powder smell rotten.]

"I haven't felt anything in a while, so don't break the ice and just let me cry. It's because I miss the kids."

[It's my first time meeting him today, but how do you know that he's been acting like this for the first time in a while?] Let's go! We don't have time to hang on! Someone is shaking a woman's body while you're in such a state of flux!]

"Okay, but I have to go into the store. I'm not done with my work yet.”

Stop the shop. I heard you memorized the lotto number!]

"Oh, you son of a gun. Let's go, let's go. You can pick up a part-timer at the store."

[Good Left Boy. Maximum number of!]

"Maximum intercourse!"

[Oh, but what does that mean? I can have soul intercourse with the genie?]

"Oh, he's not a ghost, but you two can bite and suck. And you got a ghost. Goddess of God."

Wow, that must have been fun! Is Genie pretty?

"John-I'm pretty."

Then let's go there tomorrow!

"Hey, slow, slow. Let's start with moving."

On this day, I took part-timer Alba, who was in Kim Song-hee's position, and received a "protein doll" as compensation for the first-time hunter Hidden Quest.

Then, a week later, they had an unexpected encounter at a nursing home they stopped by to get a genie.

* * *

"Oh, is that the person you called?"

"Huh? Oh, ················~"

"Come over here."

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