Chapter 180 – 180. Happy Days
October has passed. Except for the two days of Gye-gyeol’s goofing off, nothing happened.
November has passed. I continued to practice talking in English with Gye-ri for about 30 minutes.
December has arrived. Winter, who tilted his eyes like a bow on vacation, was so cute that he tousled his hair, and my hair was like a piece of shit.
It’s already been a year since I bit off the forbidden fruit.
It is a little longer than that if you only measure the time when you realized your emotions.
Neither you nor I would have thought at all that love would develop to this point, but as we walked the blind road, we arrived at a bright place before we knew it.
“Zugi, Mr. Kim Winter. You’re lying in bed, but drink and get up and do some exercise.”
“No. It’s hard for me to lift my hands right now.”
There was a feeling that it had become a little calm to say that it was a love that burns hot every day, just like after independence.
That doesn’t mean it has cooled down, but a warm love that only rises by 1 degree a week.
“It’s vacation, so why are you so tired?”
“Your brother made you tired all night yesterday. No?”
“If you know, wear a little bit of a maid outfit. I’m having a hard time too.”
“It’s a topic that gets me very excited when I wear it.”
Of course, it burns again at night, but it still burns roaringly when there are events.
Even I wondered why no matter how many times he loved me, he didn’t even show signs of getting tired of it.
Even people who are married to incredibly beautiful women have an affair with an ambiguous person, so why don’t I even think about it?
Could it be that he was already trained by Winter and transformed into a body that could not be excited unless he was a younger sister?
Every day, every day, they prepare various games to entertain me, but they never get out of the frame of siblings.
If you see something like this all year long, you won’t get bored of it in the future.
“Take up the blanket. Let me lie down too.”
“Ugh, are you trying to attack me again?”
“I’m already caught and I can’t attack you.”
“I can guess what my brother thinks with my eyes closed now.”
“Then close your eyes.”
As if urging me to come in quickly, I unwrap the rolled-up blanket and the fluttering winter enters my arms, hugs my warm body and lets only the sound of my breath flow through my eardrums.
Can you match
What am I thinking
I guess I’ll never get it right.
Because I’m not thinking about anything.
“Um… My brother is thinking of making her sister a Santa costume after dinner later. I did that in the morning and again. It’s pervert, pervert.”
“What nonsense is that? Suddenly.”
“⋯ Don’t want to see it?”
“No, that…”
This time, on the contrary, winter pours a breathy voice into my ears.
Surprisingly, the blind spot was stabbed.
Rather, I didn’t think about anything, so I fell for the provocation of the winter so easily.
My head is filled with Santa cosplaying winter, and all sorts of lewd imaginations keep coming to my mind.
⋯ What a scary little sister.
Lately, I’ve been secretly putting one or two erotic Santa clothes in my cell phone gallery.
Hehe… Do you want to see right?”
“⋯I’ll see if there is.”
“With your bare mouth?”
“What else do you want?”
“I will personally forgive you if you cook my brother’s special soybean paste stew tomorrow morning.”
“Okay. You can do it.”
“Then give me the down payment. Hurry.”
As soon as he hears the word ‘down payment’, he pours a deep kiss so naturally that he doesn’t just put his tongue in until he runs out of breath.
It’s been like that every day these days.
Asking her to do what she usually does often, she pushes her face and smiles, asking for her down payment since she has signed a contract.
Every time that happens, I don’t know what to do because I like it when I open my eyes fiercely as if I’m going to eat it, hold me tight so I can’t move, and kiss me deeply.
What’s so good about kissing your older brother?
Although kissing your sister is a little thrilling.
“Ha… Hehe… I can’t help it. I’ll wear it for the night.”
“By the way, when did you order the Santa suit again?”
“Originally, I was going to wear it as soon as I arrived, but my brother went out to buy me a meal for my juniors. I hated it, so I was hiding it as part of it.”
“It’s a shame. I should have put it on as soon as I opened the package.”
“⋯I took a picture, would you like to see it?”
“Give it up, quickly.”
“Oh, how are you supposed to show me if I hug you like that! It hurts!”
After briefly releasing the imprisoned winter, I stretched out her hand and handed her cell phone to me.
The winter in the screen was sitting on the bed in a position that was difficult for a man to sit on, wearing an outfit closer to a red cloak girl being eaten by wolves than Santa.
Wouldn’t anyone see it as copying a children’s book if it wasn’t a Santa hat, but a hood?
Of course, unlike that innocent-looking atmosphere, the clothes themselves were very erotic.
Her collarbones are barely visible, her cleavage accentuated by her hands clasped between her knees.
The length of the dress doesn’t even cover the thighs.
That’s what sucks more than anything.
“Did you take the picture with your phone on the stand?”
“Huh.”
“You did a good job, really.”
“Because I like taking pictures.”
“Why do you like taking pictures like that when it’s not going to be shown to anyone?”
“Are you going to show it to your brother in 30 years?”
“⋯By that time, my taste will change.”
“No way. Still, isn’t it better to have a younger sister than an older sister?”
“If you take good care of your body, you can live young until 40-50. Nowadays.”
“⋯Can you say that even after looking at this picture?”
In the next picture, she bit her lip and pulled up her skirt, revealing her firm stomach.
⋯Besides, the large heart drawn under the belly button is so scary because it seems like everyone knows what part I’m getting into.
He’s a scary little brother, really.
“⋯What did you draw with, this.”
“The clothes shop sells stickers too, maybe one…”
“Is it like a tattoo sticker?”
“Huh. But after putting it on and rubbing it with oil, it came off right away. It’s not dangerous.”
“I don’t like that, dude. Don’t get tattoos.”
I’m not kidding, I really didn’t like it.
I really hated people who tattooed me.
⋯But looking at the picture of Kyeol-gyeol, let alone hate it, it is so hot that I just want to order a lot of things.
Maybe it’s not that I don’t like tattoos, but that it’s not because the type of people I hate get tattoos, so it’s not that bad?
“⋯Oppa’s voice trembles so much, why don’t you put saliva on your lips and lie?”
“Anyway, don’t do it. ⋯Before it pounces all day.”
“Oh, I’m scared! 183 to 93 muscular big brother all day…”
“Be quiet, really! Before you break your promise.”
It’s been a long time since I’ve already become an inexcusable pervert at the point where I fell in love with graffiti and taking pictures.
It’s a slap on the butt. Even if it’s what Winter likes, it’s not normal for me.
“Don’t do it, don’t do it. I hate tattoos too.”
“Why did the girl I hate put a heart on her belly button?”
“⋯I want to put stickers on it if my brother wants it.”
“When did I…”
“Oppa always scribbles on me with lipstick! ‘My Sister’ and ‘Slave’, drawing hearts every day.”
Graffiti is purely my taste, apart from flirting or seducing it.
My younger sister, who devoted her whole life to me, accepts everything no matter what kind of naughty things she does. How can I endure it?
Even if I put up with it, I rather hate it.
When I’m excited, the map gets too excited.
“Do you think I wouldn’t know that yesterday I put on an eyepatch and took a picture of a bar with a stroke of sperm each time I felt it?”
“⋯You liked it too, dude.”
“That’s what a mean return student senior says after flirting with a freshman who doesn’t know anything, Oppa!”
“Returning students and freshmen are also right, right?”
It was also because my sadism flared up for the first time in a while because I wore a maid uniform yesterday.
I wondered why he was like that because during the day he was acting 10 times more than usual because he was on vacation.
Even if it’s sadistic, it’s only at the level of not stopping and continuing when you have an orgasm and don’t know what to do, or slapping your ass and scribbling.
“Ha… If I knew it would be like this, I would have secretly pasted it without showing it. Just kidding about getting a real tattoo.”
“I don’t have to joke around like that, so make me a delicious dinner.”
“When I go to wash up, if I have a heart drawn on my stomach, I will do it until it disappears and pretend to be cool again… Eup…”
If I had to argue, wouldn’t Winter, who always brings out my shady desires with a voice like that, would be more sadistic?
It’s always been like that, since I moved in and until now there have been days when I haven’t had sex, but there hasn’t been a day when I’ve only had it twice.
It’s amazing even when I think about it.
No matter how much you eat zinc, arginine, lecithin, and maca every day, isn’t this too much?
I didn’t know I could be such an energetic person.
Originally, I wasn’t even a person who was impatient with sexual desire.
“Huh, huh… Whoa⋯. You kiss me every day I hate you.”
“It’s you who cheated on me. If you kiss meanly, you always make that face.”
“⋯I don’t know, really. Anyway, it’s your brother’s fault.”
“Okay, so are you Miss Santa today?”
“Do you know that the word lady is very like an uncle?”
“⋯So you’re Santa’s sister?”
“Um… Just like your brother?”
“What do you mean?”
“⋯You can make me crawl on all fours like Rudolph.”
“Then I am Santa. Give me the hat later.”
“Yes.”
But what⋯
Far from being tired, every day is full of energy, so I don’t think there’s anything bad about it.
Both are hereditary, so what are you going to do?
Maybe if he hadn’t chosen to live with Gye-ryeol, even if he had made a covenant with someone else, his sex life would have been disrupted and it would have been ruined.
50% of the genes of a father who loved his mother.
50% of the genes of a mother who loved her father.
Because we look alike because we are half and half mixed.
In a way, it may not have been fate, but inevitability.
To the extent that there is no need to wish for happy days to continue,
Enjoying the natural happiness, I prayed deeply in my heart for the night to come soon.
I was quite embarrassed because it was hard to hide that I was soaring at the gym today, probably because of my expectations.
I don’t know how I noticed it, but Kyeol-gyeol worked hard to cover it up.
Oh, my assistant is also the perfect younger sister.
Except for waking up in the morning and whining.
