Chapter 145 – 28. Relationships
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Once.
Twice.
Three times.
And once more,
It’s a shame it ends like this, so one more time.
There’s a little time left, so one last time.
… Just one more time.
One more time.
One more time.
Is it because he poured so much semen into Lee Ji-yoon’s most secret area under the excuse of ‘just one more time’ that it was no longer bothersome to count?
Now, every time I put the glances to my lips, I hear ‘… ‘Pervert bastard.’ I can’t hear the voice that was quietly criticizing me.
‘Because it was already packed inside anyway… Are you okay.’ “I can’t even hear her voice as she quietly opens her vagina with two fingers.
‘… Are you tired already? Really? Already?’ I can’t even hear the voice that was whispering while being crushed under me and being ejaculated.
‘Even a monkey wouldn’t do something like this. … ‘You bastard.’ The same goes for the voice that was giggling.
‘… By any chance, have you been with Lee Ha-yoon for this long?’ I can’t even hear the voice that was hinting at me.
Instead, all that can be heard is Jiyoon Lee’s moans, panting heavily while immersed in orgasm.
It was such a contrast to the cold Lee Ji-yoon I knew 10 years later.
Even if I shove a dirty, semen-covered dick in my face,
She only frowned, looked at my face once, and then carefully cleaned me and gave me a blow job,
It’s so different from Lee Ji-yoon 10 years later, when no matter what I looked at, I would just make a blank expression and look away without interest.
My back her her, which should be normal when it’s already very stiff, still feels pleasantly tingling.
“Whoa…”
“… Phop, ha… , Haa… , Haaak…”
… I’m going crazy.
Even when I was practicing as a villain, I never ended up cumming.
Is it because he added another spoonful and poured it all inside Lee Ji-yoon until his scrotum was empty?
The feeling of conquest that fills my brain feels endless like it will completely melt.
If they had actually done it while they were gently scratching the condom on their dick and begging them to do it raw, I wouldn’t have been this satisfied today.
I almost missed this thrill.
Useless sluts.
“…Is it delicious? You’ve been licking it really hard since a while ago.”
“Ssi… , Is this so delicious that you’ll lick it, idiot… ?”
“No?”
“Do you want to try it too? You’re a man so you don’t know what semen tastes like, right? Now, I’ll kiss you and hand it over to you, so open your mouth. Quick.”
“It’s okay. You don’t have to know about that for the rest of your life. I don’t have any desire to know.”
“…Ha. Just now, I put a finger full of my love juice in my mouth…”
“… Me?”
“응. 네가요. 개새끼야… 츄읍…”
“How do you know that what’s on my hand is love juice? … Did you guess it by taste?”
“Phew… ! Crumble! Crumble… !”
“You can’t possibly be alone…”
“Smell, you smelly idiot… ! The smell that usually comes from my hands when I masturbate is coming from your hands… !”
Lee Ji-yoon, who is still ticking a lot, is much more annoying than the bitches who tried to show off their charm by asking for no-contact sex without any communication.
Even though I’ve been showing such an embarrassing side until now, I feel really bad for trying to look as normal as possible.
While she was stroking her head and licking her cock, she naturally tried to play with her clitoris, but then pretended not to do anything and groped her lower abdomen, looking at me, and it drives me crazy.
She seems to know that she said something embarrassing, but she furrows her brows as if to tell me not to talk to her, and the sight of her sucking a dick so hard makes me sigh.
… However,
But that doesn’t mean I can’t fool around with Lee Ji-yoon again.
A good child doesn’t wander out of the house until late at night.
“Let’s take a quick shower. You should be back at least before 1 o’clock.”
“… Phew… What age are you now… ?”
“Almost 12 o’clock.”
“… Already?”
“Look at your phone. It’s next to you.”
“…”
“If you don’t want to be nagged by your sister, wash it quickly. I’ll wash it later.”
“…”
… Of course
“What are you doing? Quickly listen…”
“… Go together.”
“…”
“Let’s go in together… Like we did at home.”
“…”
“… Do you hate it… ?”
“…I’ll finish it as quickly as possible. There’s no time.”
“Sha, you’re talking about the shower, right?”
“…”
“…”
“… Quickly.”
“… Ugh.”
A child who only pretends to be good in front of her older sister,
Same thing.
145
Luck always comes with a price.
‘Hmm. That’s interesting. ‘Why is that so?’ If you ask me to give a logical reason, I honestly can’t say anything…
Umm. Should I say it’s a woman’s intuition?
Anyway, as she lived, such thoughts would suddenly come to her.
To give you an example of some things that have happened to me recently,
Ji-yoon suddenly said that she cleaned the house lightly. Did she have the courage to do it? When I thought about it, she said that she had left the ventilation on for so long that the air in my room was completely the same as the midwinter air outside.
Ji-yoon suddenly said, ‘While I was washing the blanket, I just put the laundry away.’ When I spoke to her so earnestly that it almost brought me to tears, she told me an anecdote about how she didn’t differentiate between white laundry and jeans and washed them together and had to change some of her clothes into pajamas.
Jiyoon had a friend for the first time, and I was happy as if it were my own, but the only thing that happened was that that friend was my boyfriend, and Jiyun was stuck in the PC room with my boyfriend all evening, so she lost contact with her boyfriend during that time. There is.
The more you think about it, the more strange and amazing it becomes.
Isn’t it really as if the total amount of ‘luck’ is something abstract?
Since you just took this much +,
It’s as if you have to take this much – someday to maintain balance.
What… , Ji-yoon, who is a gamer in every corner of the house, is becoming more and more socialized, but if she has such trivial conditions, she is not bad…
… Ah. So what happens if I win the lottery?
Are you going to go outside on a rainy day and get hit by lightning?
Or, as in the novel, Kwaang on a truck bound for another world…
– Beep. Beep beep beep beep.
The river of thoughts that flow uncontrollably just before falling asleep ends here.
As I was melting under the warm blanket, I woke up to the sound of pressing the door lock coming from outside.
It was obvious who it was, so to check the time, I let out a yawn and tapped my cell phone that was plugged into the charger.
The numbers that fill the screen suddenly brighten.
“… Eng.”
Not the big 12 you were expecting,
It was a big 1.
Also, the number 30 added to the end is 1.
“What? It’s 1:30…?”
Earlier, Woojin said he would probably go home around 12 o’clock, but instead of going near 12 o’clock, he went a step further than Jiyoon said and said 1:30?
I was squinting at the bright light from my cell phone, then turned off the screen again and stretched.
Of course, since each game takes a long time, I don’t want to say anything about the 30-minute error…
What is it?
What is this feeling of wanting to nag you for being only 30 minutes late?
The heart of a mother who placed a curfew on her daughter?
“… Hmm.”
… Ugh. No.
This would be my first time going to a PC room with a friend, so I guess I came back after playing as much as I wanted to with Woojin.
It’s not good to say anything about these things one by one.
Moreover, considering Jiyoon’s personality her her her, no matter what I nag, she will listen.
It’s okay. That’s enough.
Meanwhile, what was so fun about answering the phone half-heartedly and returning so late? I felt a little prickly for a moment.
Ugh, I yawned and opened the door, rubbing my eyes.
“Are you here… ?”
“Uh, uhh.”
Now that I think about it, I think it’s the first time in my life that I’ve greeted Jiyun like this.
It was me who always came home relatively late, and Jiyoon was the one who played games at home and waited for me.
As she scratches her cheek at her first awkward greeting her Jiyoon, who was taking off her shoes at her her entrance her her her, she loses her balance and stumbles, hitting her shoe rack.
When she said she was going to a PC room, I thought she might wear slippers, but surprisingly she said sneakers.
And there she was, wearing the khaki jumper I always saw… , The black ball cap you always see.
Ji-yoon’s outfit when she was working part-time at a cafe during vacation.
I stare at it silently and throw out a few words without thinking.
“Jiyun.”
“…I’m sorry I’m late. Sister. I was playing a game with Woojin, and… Neither I nor Seo Woojin could figure out the right time to hang up, so we kept playing… So much…”
“… ? No. That’s enough…”
“… Ah, yes.”
“Last time… Was it the coat? Anyway, why aren’t you wearing the clothes you bought with Woojin?”
“… Why the nose and coat… ?”
It was really a question asked without much thought, but Jiyun was stuttering and stuttering for some reason.
This is my first time seeing Jiyoon like that. What is it?
… Now that I think about it, why are my ears so red?
Wasn’t it that cold today?
The night air was cool when I went to the supermarket.
Am I vulnerable to the cold because I stay at home?
I think it’s just that her hair is white so she stands out…
Well, that’s enough.
Because it’s not particularly important.
“Why is it still Lee Ji-yoon’s classic? At that time, Woojin bought me a lot of different clothes. At most, it was about 3 pieces.”
“… Why are you wearing that?”
“Why are you wearing it? Then are you going to throw it away?”
“It’s not that I’m throwing it away…” “It’s just that it’s a bit of a waste.”
When I asked Ji-yoon, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand, unlike usual, Ji-yoon hesitated and spoke as if she was looking at me.
What did he eat wrong at the PC room? Putting aside the same sentiment for a moment, she continues speaking, leaning her shoulder against the wall.
“It’s such a waste. What on earth is it such a waste? You buy clothes just to wear them, right?”
“…Anyway, it’s a waste. I’ll wear it later.”
“It’s almost April and winter is over, so what…”
“Then what should I wear next year?”
“The trend will change again next year. You idiot.”
“When did I ever wear clothes paying attention to trends…”
“… Ugh. Yes, yes. Do whatever you want…”
“…”
Not wanting to continue the argument, she quickly interrupts and twirls her hair with her fingertips.
I don’t know what the waste is.
Is it because it was her first gift from her first friend and she wants to cherish it?
She used to swear a lot while playing games, but why is she suddenly like this? She seems like a heavenly woman…
… Well, I guess you can figure it out. Yes.
I’m too sleepy to worry about such trivial things.
As I watched her stretching her with her arms trembling, I blurted out the question I had been meaning to ask before her words her her her she went astray.
“Anyway.”
“…”
“You really didn’t say anything strange to Woojin, did you?”
“… I didn’t do it.”
“Should I go to the health room tomorrow and ask in person?”
“So…”
I guess it’s because time is time.
Jiyun was also very sleepy, so she nodded her head helplessly, answered, and headed to her room.
… To be honest, it was hard to believe it 100%,
Nothing changes just because I don’t believe it.
I scratched the back of my neck and went into the bedroom, hoping that Woojin wouldn’t fall for Jiyoon’s words.
“…”
… That night. I think I did something really strange in my dream.
In the morning, I couldn’t remember anything.
