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He Was Imprisoned by Writer Najaxo. 98

He Was Imprisoned by Writer Najaxo. 98

Chapter 98 – Chapter 98

Even after she came back, she was gone for another week.

She was Eun-ah, whom Do-kyun met again after nearly two months, but her awkwardness soon disappeared.

There must have been a reason why her body was always attached to her, or because she could feel her traces.

However, apart from him, the biggest reason is that Eun-ah became a person with special meaning to Do-gyun.

Do-gyun thought of the thought that he didn’t think he would ever get tired of this warmth that had clung to him all day long.

If it falls, it clings to itself and rubs its body as if the world would collapse. When you smile and look at me, your cheeks turn red.

When I saw her doing her best to capture me completely, I couldn’t help but get tired of her warmth.

However, the reason why I couldn’t just smile and move on was because I had symptoms of anxiety that I could see in the middle of it.

Representatively, if you are out of luck if you have no intention of going out to the yard to get some fresh air.

-It’s cold… Inside…!

Give the answer Even though the answer is handed over with a smile, in the meantime, I hold on to my collar and reveal my anxiety. I couldn’t make eye contact properly and eventually dropped my gaze to the floor.

What Do-gyun could feel through him was that she was trying to ignore her temporal gap.

It was understandable. Outside, spring was already taking its first steps. If you go outside, new shoots will be sprouting. The soil, which had been dry all along, is now slowly poking its head out with the energy of life.

The moment she goes outside, she runs into him. She comes to realize that her time is passing differently than the world.

She was afraid of it and tried hard to hold on to her delusion that was distorted with reality.

It was a sad thing, a pitiful thing.

When a moment like this comes, I feel like she’s someone who can’t live without that delusion, and I feel like she’s someone who can only live by clinging to it.

It was because I felt so small that I could only hug her right away.

Even in the midst of feeling that way, it was because she was afraid that what she needed was not him, but her place.

It was because I wasn’t sure if I could withstand him or if he wouldn’t be broken.

What she wants is to beat herself, and she wants me to be as special to her as she is to me.

It was my fault that I had no excuse for.

I came to accept him throughout the winter, but it was still a long way off to strip him.

Do-kyun patted Eun-ah, who had fallen asleep in his arms, and closed his eyes for a while, thinking about how it could turn her into such a sentimental person, how pathetic she was masturbating while giving meaning to each and every little act of hers.

It is time for the sun to rise in mid-heaven. In this house isolated from the world, I had to guess him by guessing, but I was able to infer the best time with her life pattern, which is as accurate as a clock.

During the last few days of her return, she had devoted most of her waking hours to the manuscript. It was because she had to build up a new stockpile because the stockpile she had made had been exhausted in about two months.

Her work speed is quite fast, and she is smoothly filling up the amount consumed, but she is constantly showing a nervous attitude, as if the anxiety coming from the time gap is whipping her up.

As Eun-seol said, it must have been because she had never been asleep for such a long time.

Her time did not wait for her. She was holding her neck so that she could no longer continue her delusion.

Do-gyun pondered what he could do.

It wasn’t enough to comfort him. It was a handshake that matched her delusion.

In the end, the thought that comes to mind is that her delusion is a sandcastle that can collapse at any time.

Her delusion will one day see its end. Either by herself or by herself.

Her empty time will one day create a gap she cannot turn away from.

At that moment, Do-gyun pondered over what he should do.

In the end, I thought about what I could do to prevent her from collapsing after realizing that everything was my delusion.

Trouble deepens My whole stomach is bothering me.

While continuing her worries, she lowered her head at the trembling felt in her arms, and saw her slowly opening her eyes.

“Are you awake?”
“…Ugh…”

A small whining answer.

Eun-ah blinked her eyes for a moment, then looked at me, and then she hugged me tightly and continued her words.

“Okay, good night…!”

After Do-gyun finished her words, Do-gyun gave her an answer, strengthening the power of hugging her as he breathed into her chest.

“You must be very tired.”
“Yes…”

Do-gyun patted her instead of answering her whining and continued his thoughts.

I couldn’t help but feel tired. Ever since I woke up, I’ve been writing my manuscript at a tempo close to a forced march.

“Miss Eun.”
“Yes…?”

Do-kyun lifted her head slightly and looked at her facing me and continued her words.

“Shall we take a break today? I’ve worked hard, so I guess I can just slack off for a day.”

I hope you don’t feel anxious. I hope I don’t get eaten by my nervousness and gnaw at my body.

With that kind of heart in mind, I wondered what it would be like to take a little break, so I suggested it. She trembled a little and continued her worries, then nodded her head.

“Is that so…?”

Even as Do-gyun said that, thinking that she was so funny that she could not help but notice her, he smiled and answered her.

“Yes, I worked hard for a week, so I only take one day off. Today is the day when Eun-ah is lazy and I take care of Eun-ah.”
“Even, taking care of me…!”

Do-gyun saw her eyes bright at her words and her anticipation, and felt her smile break out, and nodded her head in front of her.

“Yes, today is the day I do everything Eun-ah wants to do.”
“All, all…!”

Klopp. She swallows her saliva and looks at me. The way he looked me up and down with his coy eyes was so insidious.

At that, her Do-gyun narrowed her eyes and looked at her, and she belatedly rolled her eyes and started to make a fuss about her.

‘Anyway.’

Do-gyun looked at her with a pouting smile, then patted her on the back and whispered in her ear.

“It’s at night, because it’s still daytime.”
“Bar, night… Yes…! Night…!”

Saying that, Do-gyun looked at her as she stretched out her saliva, gulp gulp.

‘I didn’t mean that with that intention.’

What should I do? It sounds like you were in serious trouble until just before that. Seeing her twitching at the corners of her mouth as her head was full of rags, I suddenly felt exhausted.

From time to time, I peeked between my crotches, and then sneakily climbed on my thighs and rubbed my butt. Seeing her already heating up with a word, I thought, ‘Actually, can’t I just work hard at night?’ It fills up.

Looking back, it was true that it had been a long time.

I hadn’t had anything to do with my body for about two months, and since she came back, she fell asleep as soon as she lay down on the manuscript every day, so it was right that it had been a long time…

Do-gyun began to think seriously about his handling. Maybe he’s just a living dildo. Wouldn’t he be able to become a key to satisfying the mistress diligently?

As her brief worries passed by, she regained her energy and opened her mouth, displaying her brightest expression in the past week.

“Well, then today is the day the bees take care of me…!”
“Yes?”

As her do-gyun looked down at her slipping away her luck, she poked her head at her do-gyun with her twinkling eyes.

“Mmm, stroking it first…! Gye, continue…! Until I tell you to stop…!”

Do-gyun laughed at the top of his head bobbing under his chin and put his hand on top of it.

“Lol…”

The sound of her sloppy laughter tickled her ears again, and Do-gyun listened to her and started stroking her.

*

Throughout the day, what she wanted from me generally did not deviate from the categories of things she usually does, such as ‘hug’, ‘kiss’, and ‘pat on the back’.

She thought she would want something bigger, but she has been asking for more simple things than Do-gyun thought.

Do-gyun wondered if it was because of her high satisfaction with her daily life or if she was collecting won ki-ok for the night, and looked at Eun-ah’s back as she prepared dinner.

I said that I would prepare dinner as well, as it was a ‘caregiving day’, but she didn’t want to give up on cooking, and within 5 minutes of entering the kitchen, she said in her characteristic dissatisfied tone, ‘That’s not how you do it…’ ‘ And kicked me out.

Do-gyun recalled the situation just before and continued her thoughts except for a timid smile.

She is usually not stubborn about anything she does, but when it comes to cooking, she becomes even more stubborn than Eun-ji.

I wonder if there is a firm philosophy, I give advice to even the smallest mistakes I make, and in the end, I will satisfy her only when I touch her.

Isn’t it more delicious than anything else?

Looking at her sincerity in her cooking, slightly beyond the realm of her hobbies, reminds me of her thoughts that that is also one of her happiness.

Do-gyun still couldn’t forget that moment from a week ago.

The despair that I remembered after eating the dish Eun-seol cooked for me the day before she passed away. The next morning’s breakfast seat that washed him off at once.

The moment that made him feel as if he was ascending from hell to heaven at once will be stuffed in Do-gyun’s memory and will stay for a long time.

Suddenly, Do-gyun, who continued his thoughts and remembered Eun-seol’s cooking, closed his eyes tightly and tried to shake him off, but it was not easy.

‘That bastard’s master…!’

As for what type of coriander I like so much, in my personal opinion, the ‘Steamed Salmon with Cilantro’ was more painful than the ‘Hot Tomato Salad’ or ‘Mint Maratang’.

The scent of coriander bombs beaten to the point of discoloration of the fish flesh is now forgotten, but it still makes my tongue tingle whenever I think about it.

In the middle of thinking about it, she finished her cooking and served it to her table.

“Hey, eat.”

Do-gyun couldn’t help but be impressed once again when he saw the dishes within the ‘normal category’ in front of his eyes.

“Thanks. I will eat well.”
“Lol…”

A roar of laughter lingers in my ears. The fragrant smell that penetrates the tip of her nose excites her mind.

‘Also.’

Cooking is sweet.

*

After the meal filled with happiness was over, Do-gyun entered the bedroom after washing his face and felt a smile come out of Eun-ah’s appearance leaning on him, clucking to the point of wanting to fill his stomach with saliva.

It’s been that way ever since I finished eating. She began to reveal her shadyness more blatantly as her bed neared.

Even as she brushed her teeth, her hand gestures clung to her. Even as she washes her face, she slinks herself.

Now, he puts her nose in the nape of her neck and shakes her shoulders.

Do-gyun felt her breath tickling the nape of her neck and spat out in a voice full of laughter.

“How was it today?”
“Ugh… Joe, good…!”

The answer given in a mumbling tone. At that, Do-kyun sensed a giggling laugh and spat out words playfully.

“Thank god. So, shall we sleep now? It must be too late.”
“Yes…?”

Upset. Excited enough to fit such an expression, she looked up at me with her bewildered eyes and continued her words in her weeping voice.

“Ah, ah, it’s not…!”

Stuttering more than usual. Do-kyun, who felt his laughter grow thicker at him, could not stand the rising playfulness and spoke again.

“Yes? It’s night now. The day to take care of you is over, so you should go to sleep.”
“Uh, uh, uh…!”

Chagrin. Lamentation. She, who was making her cry while revealing such emotions, then moved her lips and continued to speak as if protesting.

“Ah, not yet…! Well, because I didn’t sleep! Ah, I’m still taking care of me…!”

A voice that’s almost crackling. Do-kyun jingled her collar and nodded her head, remembering that if she did more than her weeping, she might really burst into tears.

“I know. Then make it a day to take care of it until you fall asleep.”
“Ah…! Yes…!”

Do-kyun laughed once again at Eun-ah’s sudden flash of color at the words being conveyed. Do-gyun reached out and stroked Eun-ah’s cheek and continued.

“Then how will I take care of you?”
“Um…”

Do-gyun looked at her as she continued her worries, salivating at her words.

The eyes reflected in the vision were already soaked with shady aura.

He Was Imprisoned by Writer Najaxo.

He Was Imprisoned by Writer Najaxo.

나작소 작가에게 감금당했다.
Status: Completed Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
The web novel Deep Sea Diver was abducted and imprisoned by a writer from Najaxo who got off.

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