Chapter 183 – Episode 183. Her Sister Cooks for Her Brother. “Wouldn’t It Be Nice to Eat?”
Her sister’s hair took a lot of work.
As she dried it, it ended up combing it with her hands and even straightening it out.
“Is that all you can do?”
“It took a lot more work than I thought.”
“Hey, I’m wondering if that will work.”
Her sister-in-law is dissatisfied.
He complains to me, but now it feels different. Is to crave affection.
He smiled lightly and replied.
“Then what shall we do?”
“If you pretend, don’t you know?”
Dami Yang put her head on my shoulder and said.
“I want you to pray.”
“I don’t know how to do it.”
“I mean take responsibility until the end!”
Drain!
I’m responsible for watching my brother and sleeping.
“Hehe, okay.”
I lost to the angkaljin voice.
How to… It won’t be difficult.
If you hold the iron on for a long time, it will be hot, so be careful of that part.
“Tell me if it’s hot.”
“You think I’m a man!?”
Dami stretched out her hand behind her and inevitably thumped my shoulder blade.
Sore sore.
“Ugh.”
It’s sad.
Would I rather be foolish?
“Yang Da-joon, you idiot. You are blank again!”
“I was going to do it.”
Don’t talk nonsense, you should do something…
He laid his hand on Dami.
The head is really small.
He put his fingers through her hair and pulled her hair straightener with each stitch.
‘How did you do it at the hair salon?’
Chaeji’s beauty salon. They did what their older sister did.
She blew carefully so as not to blow Daisy.
“After…”
“——!!”
Curly cat.
Dami returned a strong reaction.
“Crazy bitch!!”
“Ugh.”
“You pervert!!”
“Ugh.”
I’m so sorry
I don’t want to let you ride.
All right, just give me one more shot. I was thinking that, but the unexpectedly calm reaction came back.
“Sah, blow gently.”
“Okay.”
“I don’t want to surprise you…”
It was the sister’s face that was too red to blow hard.
I’m slow… Perhaps it was as if he was picking out a strand of hair that he didn’t like.
In a word, it sounds tight.
It started from the back and gradually moved forward.
“How are you now? Isn’t it hot?”
“Yang Da-joon, this round. If it’s hot, you said it a long time ago.”
“Okay.”
“Huh… Fool…”
In no time, I came close to you.
Close.
It was a distance where you could feel each other’s breath.
Yang Dami glanced at me and said,
“Huh…”
Tilted her head
“Yes…”
It was leaning on me.
I was straightening my hair, but I couldn’t move.
Looking down at my straightened hair, the top of my head was puffy. A single strand of hair stands on end.
… Stupid hair?
I was thinking differently.
‘Damiya, the angle doesn’t come out.’
It didn’t make much of a difference.
As if she was just trying to do her hair, she made a normal request to Dami.
“Raise your head.”
“Why.”
“It’s hard to do that.”
“Joy.”
Dami Yang pursed her lips and snorted at her.
“That’s for you to figure out.”
He tosses and turns her own body at random.
I, too, swayed fleetingly along with it.
“Ugh.”
“Repentance, asshole.”
Dami stopped her struggle and leaned back against me.
It was a play on her brother.
“I want you to know that I am grateful.”
“I’m doing it…”
I moved the curling iron in various positions while accepting my younger brother’s flirtation.
“Okay.”
“Are you going to do a circus? It’s stupid.”
“It’s because I’m not in the right posture.”
“It’s rude. Fuh.”
… To Dami, it must look like I’m at a loss.
I’m glad you laughed.
If only I could put her at ease, that would be fine.
As long as it’s a joke, you can drop it as much as you like.
‘By the way, doing my hair is harder than I thought.’
This was no joke.
Doing someone else’s hair is really difficult…
That there are men here who put so much effort into their hair… ?
‘I’m going to turn around. Even if I try not to have stereotypes, I get confused.’
I checked Dami’s head.
Whenever I saw her, her hair always tumbled.
It seems difficult to do it with just a few minutes.
I wondered what to do with her bobbed knife, but she seems to have been holding it for more than tens of minutes every morning.
‘I don’t think it was done to impress others. Because she was not interested in men. Her hair is her trademark, let’s get this.’
Such a guy has been confessing her feelings to me.
From now on, that kind of sincerity will only be poured into me.
Not for other men, but for me. A younger sister who dresses up only to show off to her brother…
Dami Yang pushed me away.
“Slow. I just asked for it.”
“Sorry, it’s a bit difficult.”
“Joy…”
Shake her head
Contrary to the plaintive voice, the contents were quite kind.
“Asshole, I’m telling you to do better next time…”
“Next time?”
“Yeah, every day until you get good at it.”
Her sister has hit her heart.
“Until then, every day… I want you to do it just for me…”
*
‘Huh. I’m asking you to make time for me every day…’
That’s what it meant.
After Dami Yang spoke, a corner of her chest tickled and it was hard to keep her body still.
In addition, Yang Da-joon, who is a fool,
‘Don’t touch me…’
She is putting her hand on her head.
Her brother, who she really liked, was stroking her hair.
“Yes, answer.”
“Okay.”
“No, don’t answer that…”
Please don’t respond with a haircut. Tickle my chest… Deep in my heart, it whispers…
Yangdami melted away.
“Uh, uh… Cadet…”
What is it, Yang Da-joon?
Why is this feeling like this?
Kind touch on the subject of my brother.
When I hug you, when I stroke you. It was Yang Dami who had already learned when Yang Da-joon would do that.
‘Praise, give me a quick compliment…’
I am so calm
I like you, so I’m entrusting everything to you…
Things like self-esteem have gotten better. Because even a woman wants affection.
“Yeah, Yang Da-joon.”
So I leaned over.
I rubbed myself in the face.
It was soft.
Her arms were warm.
Dami Yang wanted to stop her time just like this.
‘Yeah, I want to be alone with my brother…’
She kept rubbing her face.
Yang Da-joon’s hair was tousled.
Every time that happened, it was nice to stroke it without talking and tidy it up again.
“Yang Da-joon, stop yourself now.”
Ah.
I guess it’s been too long
Yurim unnie and Chae Riji, two people were approaching.
Yang Da-joon sounded like Yang Da-joon.
“I’m going to dry it with natural wind.”
“Then you catch a cold.”
“Lee Yoo-rim, you speak just like my older sister.”
“What do you mean? Hehe, keep talking back.”
Lee Yoo-rim grabbed Yang Da-joon’s head with her two fingers and shook it around. Until there is a charge.
“Hehe, it looks like seaweed, right?”
“Don’t pull.”
“Dajun, shall we dry it?”
She took on one side and stood by Dajun Yang.
At this rate, the situation is that the two will monopolize Yang Da-joon. Touching his brother’s hair, stroking it, and then Yang Dajun would say good things…
‘No!’
Dami Yang jumped forward.
“Kyaa.”
“Uh, Dami? What’s the matter.”
I pushed the surprised two away and hugged Dajun Yang.
Jiying—
As if she were her own, she glared at the other women.
“Damiya.”
“Turn your eyes away, Yang Da-joon.”
Oh.
An exclamation burst out.
Either way, Dami Yang was on his nerves and hugging her brother.
Lee Yoo-rim and Chae-ri Ji had to raise their hands at the sharp reaction.
“Wow.”
“Everyone go away.”
“Am I angry…”
“Move away, get out. Charlie, you too. Get out of the way.”
Back-
Strength went into the arm that embraced Yang Da-joon.
“I will stop Yang Da-joon…”
A sister obsessed with her brother.
No one could break that stubbornness.
*
“Yang Da-joon said that it would be fine to just stay like this.”
So said Dami and she took a seat behind me.
“Okay?”
“Do whatever you like.”
She nodded her head eagerly.
Lee Yoo-rim and Chae-ri-ji, the two of them are already standing back with both hands and feet.
‘Dami, your spirits are on the rise.’
When I spoke he acted stern and I thought he was a blushing guy.
However, the obsession is stronger than I thought.
‘It’s creepy, but I like it.’
Obsessed with her sister
The sight of her flirting with another woman may make her jealous and forcefully assaulted by her sister.
Expecting this kind of thing has gone all the way…
“Do what you like, do what you say.”
“How.”
“You just have to do what her sister tells you to do.”
“Okay. I will listen carefully.”
“Heh, asshole.”
Dami said that and hugged me. In her own words, she would give unspoken compliments to her good brother.
Warm warmth came from her small breasts. I might get angry if I say this. After being silent, she turned on the hair dryer.
Dami Yang blew air from behind her, just as I had done.
“Tell me if it’s hot.”
‘Hehe, it’s the same as what I said.’
When I glanced sideways at him, he said that even though he said it in a blunt way, his expression seemed like he was going to die of embarrassment.
Dami Yang combed my hair with her hand and gently scratched her scalp.
“Ugh.”
It’s creepy.
Shook her body
“Huh.”
“What.”
Unknowingly, my eyes are about to close.
Dami Yang laughed at me, and then she asked in a pleasant voice.
“Good?”
“Uh…”
She closed her eyes and answered, and her hand went deep into her head.
“Hmm…”
Want to start
Press firmly to the inside of the scalp.
“Huh…”
Dami Yang came closer to my reaction.
Whispered in my ears
“Brother?”
Your voice is so soft
“Brother…”
Uh huh
Don’t blow…
She trembled as she felt and responded honestly.
Then, I heard laughter, and then whispered in my ear with small lips.
“I felt her sister touch me… ?”
Ha…
My sister sells right next to me.
At the sound of that new voice, I stood up and down.
“It’s a climb… ?”
“No.”
Embarrassed, she shook her head.
Dami followed me and kept blowing air into her ears.
Woo- woo-
“Damiya.”
“I’m sorry…”
“Stop.”
How will Dami hear my words?
Hearing her brother’s hoarse voice, she’d think her prank had paid off.
“I’m not going to quit.”
“No…”
“Yeah, I’m going to make you an idiot like this.”
An idiot who only knows his sister…
A brother who doesn’t know any other woman besides me…
She seemed to say so.
Every time Dami touched my hair, it felt like she was applying a cool water patch.
It felt like her fingers were digging inward and melting into her head.
The floating feeling made me lose my balance without realizing it.
“Ugh.”
Her body leaned over and made eye contact with the girls who were watching me.
Everyone had dark lines around their eyes.
—Yang Da-joon, you…
—Huh, stupid…
