Chapter 186 – Chapter 186
Eun-a felt good.
‘Sure, success… !’
It is because the plan he had concocted to capture Do-gyun, who has been neglected recently, worked happily.
Eun-ah’s gaze turned to Do-kyun, who was washing her dishes.
Dalgrak. Dalgrak.
You hear the sound of bowls crashing. Restlessness is evident in her moving behavior.
She has literally reached a position where she can shake Do-gyun with just one clearing of her throat.
Eun-ah decided to enjoy the freedom of the winner who wrapped her body around her now.
‘It’s nice… !’
It was a happy day.
*
Do-gyun was in despair.
‘Why?’
Why aren’t you showing the next part yet? It’s been a week, but why isn’t there a next episode?
It was strange. This was something weird
Isn’t it natural that a novel comes out every day?
Why isn’t there a single episode for a week?
Fast-. Do-gyun’s teeth were grinding.
Her heart, which had taken the form of longing and longing, began to take the form of now and anger.
Do-gyun looked at Eun-ah, who was entrusting her shoulder to him, with his eyes wide open.
This is wrong. He himself is now enduring unspeakable humiliation.
“Miss Eun?”
“Yes, yes… !”
“Well, the next part… ?”
“Cheer, coo hum… !”
Upset. Do-gyun’s body trembled.
“Ah, it’s not dunning…”
I was angry, but I couldn’t express it.
Her voice, facial expression, and massage gestures were softer than ever before.
A situation with tears in your eyes.
However, even in the midst of this, Eun-ah’s raised lips made her very angry.
Do-gyun was enduring all this humiliation without even being able to bear the brunt of it.
*
On the same night, Eun-ah, seeing Do-gyun dead for some reason, recalled the thought, “Have I run out of medicine?”, And gave Do-gyun the next episode she had prepared.
Instantly brightens complexion.
Trembling pupils.
Do-gyun, who was sitting across from Eun-ah, expressed his gratitude with a face that looked like he was about to burst into tears at any moment.
“Thank you, thank you… !”
Do-gyun’s words, mixed with tears, were stuttered.
“Yes… !”
Eun-ah willingly accepted Do-gyun’s gratitude.
Another week of this.
If you give it one episode a week like this, the next 21 weeks. It can take about 4 months more.
Like that, Eun-ah was drawing a happy future.
“Huh…”
After reading the manuscript before he knew it, Do-kyun took a deep breath.
“It’s good…”
A voice that feels hollow somewhere. Filled with doubts, Eun-ah looked at Do-gyun’s complexion.
‘Uh, uh… ?’
There was something strange about his eyes.
The light was off in her eyes as she looked at herself.
Slow down. Eun-a slipped her butt behind her.
“Miss Eun.”
Do-gyun came that far.
Eun-ah’s instinct said. She said something was wrong.
“Yes, yes… ?’
The rolling eyes could not bear to look at Do-gyun.
Do-gyun looked at Eun-ah, who was avoiding his eyes, and continued with an unusually friendly smile.
“The next one.”
“Uh, uh… ?”
“The next one.”
Rattle. Eun-ah’s body shook. In the middle of the day, thoughts like ‘Isn’t this?’
Do-kyun realized that Eun-ah had no intention of releasing the next episode right now, and decided to take a hard line.
Chin. Do-gyun’s hand grabbed Eun-ah’s wrist.
“Hey, honey bee… ?”
The other hand went between Eun-ah’s crotch.
“Huh… !”
Eun-ah’s waist slightly rose.
Do-gyun spat out the sentence with a cold face and snapped his fingers.
“The next one.”
“Huhhhhh… !”
Tung! Eun-ah’s back bounced. Push-. And water gushed out.
Do-gyun did not stop.
“The next one.”
“Kkuhi profit?!”
Push shot. Water came out again.
Rattle. Eun-ah’s back trembled. His eyes were wide and looked upward.
He didn’t want to use such a move to reach an amicable agreement between them, but Do-gyun couldn’t stand it any longer as long as Eun-ah came out without morals.
Do-kyun continued to harass Eun-ah’s clitoris until the top of the sofa was covered with Eun-ah’s love juice.
“I’ll write, I’ll write Oh clothes… ! I’ll write it ah… !”
Resistance that just came out.
Do-gyun accepted the promise to show a new episode every three days, and ended the punishment by driving his cock into Eun-ah’s pussy.
*
Eun-chae held the recorder tightly in her hand and took a deep breath.
“Come on, let’s blow slowly.”
“Yeah.”
This is the fourth challenge.
Eun-chae took a deep breath and then put her mouth on her recorder.
‘Slowly. Gently.’
Just as Do-kyun said, she plugged the hole in her recorder with her finger and let Eun-chae exhale.
Beep-.
A high-pitched sound broke out.
Eun-chae opened her eyes round and looked at Do-gyun with a flushed face.
The moment she blows in a lot of breath to say ‘I did it!’
Beep-!
I was so excited that I breathed into the recorder without realizing it, and it beeped.
Eun-chae was startled by the sound that made her ears sting, so she threw her recorder again and dug Do-gyun into her arms.
Do-gyun smiled and patted her back as if he was troubled by Eun-chae’s trembling appearance.
“Too bad. I’m almost done.”
“Monster… !”
Eun-chae’s gaze at her recorder was not very good.
It’s getting better little by little… Perhaps she was not good at handling her instrument, but she hadn’t thought of making friends with the recorder at all.
Do-gyun started thinking about how to make Eun-chae and the recorder closer.
Don’t you want to do something because you don’t give up and give your strength like this.
Tok. Tok. Do-gyun, who patted Eun-chae on the back and continued his worries, soon came up with a method that looked very good.
“Eunchae.”
“Yeah?”
“Shall we go see our performance?”
Eun-chae tilted her head at Do-gyun’s words.
Do-gyun giggled and continued talking to Eun-chae.
“To see masters who beat monsters.”
Eun-chae’s eyes sparkled with curiosity.
*
A concert hall in the middle of Seoul.
Do-gyun paid a ticket at the entrance and went in and took a seat in the middle of the concert hall.
In the large hall at the end of the line of sight, there were large instruments and chairs arranged.
Do-gyun whispered to Eun-chae.
“In the hall you see over there, people will be playing instruments.”
“Together?”
“Yeah, everyone.”
Silver’s eyes sparkled. A smile formed at the corner of Dougwan’s mouth.
The method that Dokyun chose to instill interest in the instrument was to show a performance.
Wouldn’t it be much more helpful to show people who do this professionally than to demonstrate himself?
When I searched on the Internet, I found that I was just about to finish getting ready to go out while there was a performance scheduled for this evening.
As a young lady herself, she wouldn’t feel anything inspired by hearing that, but she was waiting for the performance to start, thinking that if Eun-chae was wrestling with the recorder, she might be able to get something out of it.
“Come.”
The performers entered the arena.
Performers dressed in black suits and entering in line. And in the middle of it, the conductor stood.
Do-gyun watched the musicians begin to sit down and looked at Eun-chae’s expression.
Eun-chae, who had her back buried in her chair, was pulling her head out in front of her. Her cheeks were flushed red.
Kick kick. A small laugh escaped from Do-gyun’s mouth, and soon the performance began.
*
Eun-chae blankly looked at the ensuing performance. She listened to the sound she heard.
I didn’t know what song it was. She didn’t even know how that sound came from.
However, as Eunchae listened to the ensuing performance, she felt a flutter in her heart.
Performers in black suits changed the music filling the hall, changing the tune whenever the conductor reached out.
Some people were holding something like a big guitar and rubbing the strings, while others were playing something like the piano, and there were people blowing things like the recorder that Eunchae was wrestling with these days.
Eun-chae looked at those people, and she opened her mouth ‘heh’ as she saw the recorders they were holding that were much bigger than her own.
How does it sound like that?
It took a long time to look at her curious mind.
When all the performances were over and people started clapping, Eunchae tilted her head and started clapping along with her.
Clap clap clap
While the applause continued, the conductor, who had been turning his back the whole time, turned around and bowed 90 degrees.
Eun-chae thought that the clothes the conductor was wearing with her hair dyed white was very cool.
The elongated tail of the black suit she was wearing looked like a dolphin’s tail, so her eyes kept going.
“What are those clothes?”
Eun-chae pointed to the conductor’s clothes and asked.
“Yes? Tuxedo?”
“Tuxedo?”
“Yes, it’s a tuxedo.”
Tuxedo. Eun-chae etched her name, her tuxedo, in her head, and she walked out of the venue holding hands with Do-gyun.
As she exits the concert hall, Eun-chae, who was looking at the dark night sky, brushed her heart against the still lingering beat of her heart.
Dokyun looked at him and drew a small smile on his lips.
“It was fun?”
“Yes.”
Eun-chae nodded her head, then she cast her gaze at Do-gyun and said.
“I’m also in a tuxedo.”
“Yes?”
“I want to wear a tuxedo.”
A tuxedo. It wasn’t a performance, but it was plugged in there.
Dokyun smiled as if he was troubled and nodded his head.
His gaze turned forward again. The park built towards the entrance of the concert hall was shining brightly with lights even in the dark.
“Should we go for a little walk while we’re out?”
“Yes.”
The answer that came back was more chubby than usual.
Do-gyun held hands with Eun-chae and walked through the park for a long time before entering the house.
