Chapter 142 – Part 2. Awakening Piece.
Jung Ah-yoon’s current emotion was jealousy, no matter who saw it.
I didn’t like the two people hugging and laughing while looking at each other like that.
No, to be precise, she didn’t like it very much that her junior, Kim Ji-young, was taking on Seong-min, whom she hadn’t even dared to touch yet.
Even Kim Hee-kyung, who was letting it go, didn’t want to like her.
Of course, there was no dissatisfaction with Seongmin among those bad feelings.
Instead, there was only complaint about why he didn’t do that to himself.
And Jung Ah-yoon didn’t even realize her feelings for Seong-min.
Is it a battle between reason and emotion?
Seong-min is a young man, and as a woman with a husband, she fights with the opposite sex, who says that she doesn’t commit such dirty affairs, and as a female, who is attracted to males, and with jealousy mixed feelings as an instinct to want to be held in Seong-min’s arms like Kim Ji-young.
Seongmin found the current situation so funny and fun.
Jung Ah-yoon, who is staring at us as if to kill her, was also funny, but as she moved away from Jung Ah-yoon, the pheromone effect was unintentionally affecting Kim Ji-young, her face getting hotter with excitement, and her hand stroking her chest becoming sticky. Even in the middle of it, Kim Ji-young, who is trying to satisfy her greed, was very fun.
Kim Ji-young’s eyes were shining enough to shine even in the dim karaoke room, and her face was twitching as if she wanted to run into Seong-min at any moment and kiss her.
Kim Hee-kyung’s song is over.
Seong-min takes her hand off Kim Ji-young’s waist and goes back to her seat, but this time Kim Hee-kyung grabs Seong-min’s arm.
Seong-min wants Kim Hee-kyung to be hugged like Kim Ji-young, but she does and looks at her with her puzzled eyes.
Then, even Kim Ji-young grabs Sung-min’s arm and yells at him to sing quickly.
It’s like these cute milfs, Seongmin was dumbfounded, so she laughed.
Right now, even if you focus on Jung A-yoon, it’s not enough, so I’m very excited.
When Seong-min turned to Jung-a Yoon, Jung-a-yoon was shaking her butt as if she wanted to bring Seong-min to her side right away.
Seong-min thought about going to Jung-a-yoon, but she thought it would be better to bother her a little more, so he grabbed her microphone.
“Then, shall we play a song?”
Sungmin selected her ballad song and pressed the start button.
When the familiar, male ballad song that every Korean knows, comes out, Kim Ji-young and Kim Hee-kyung return to their seats screaming dolphins.
Jung A-yoon grabbed Kim Ji-young’s arm and pulled her to her side as she tried to get into her seat.
“You… What are you doing?”
“What?”
“What should I do with Seongmin over there? Does your husband know you’re doing this?”
Jung A-yoon must have been in a really bad mood.
Seeing her suddenly hit her husband’s drip here.
“Sister… What else am I…”
Even though she brought up the story of her husband, Kim Ji-young laughed as if it was nothing special.
“How could a married woman with a husband do that with another man… And with a man so young?”
Jeong Ah-yoon seemed to get more angry at Ji-young Kim, and she pressed her, sitting closer to Ji-young Kim.
“Chit… Heekyung unnie’s son, how is it? It’s not like I’m having an affair… I can change my mind for a while with a young spirit world… If you’re jealous of her sister, go out and dance with Seongmin at least once.”
“What… What? Boo… What do you envy about? He’s… Crazy.”
When Kim Ji-young spoke so shamelessly, Jung Ah-yoon, rather embarrassed, fanned her face with her hand and turned her gaze away.
And the handsome Seongmin, holding the microphone high and singing passionately.
Jung Ah-yoon wondered if she was being too sensitive, and secretly thought that she should go out and pretend it wasn’t as if Kim Ji-young’s words to dance once were whispered by the devil.
“Sister. If you don’t dance… I’ll go first and dance with Sungmin. Ho ho ho…”
Didn’t Kim Ji-young, who was looking at the change in Jung Ah-yoon’s expression, suddenly jump up from her seat after laughing as if she was having fun?
Kim Ji-young walks toward Seong-min.
Embarrassed, Jeong Ah-yoon jumped up from her seat and shouted, “Hey, Kim Ji-young,” Louder than her singing voice.
Including Kim Ji-young, Seong-min and Kim Hee-kyung all look at Jung A-yoon.
Didn’t Kim Ji-young smile at Jung Ah-yoon and then pass her Seong-min and go into her bathroom?
Ah! I’m embarrassed.
Jung Ah-yoon had to sit down quickly because his face turned red.
Sungmin stopped singing and returned to his seat.
“Why are you like that? What’s going on?”
“Ah… No. Just…”
Jung Ah-yoon can’t meet Seong-min’s eyes and turns her head away.
Seong-min lifts a bottle of wine and holds it out to A-yoon Jung. Jung A-yoon raises the glass and brings it to Seong-min.
Seongmin smiled at Jung Ah-yoon.
She went into the bathroom, and Kim Ji-young, who came out right away, returned to her seat.
“Come on, let’s all drink. Let’s have a toast… Now we… Let’s have Bruce time.”
As if it had already been planned, Kim Ji-young is working openly.
“Hey~ Mu… What is Bruce Time?”
Embarrassed, Jung Ah-yoon shakes her hand and tries to stop it…
“People who don’t want to do it can leave. It’s not compulsory… Now~ Cheers.”
Jeong A-yoon also seems to have no choice but to clink glasses and drink all the way through, perhaps feeling thirsty from singing.
Kim Ji-young put down her table drink and she turned on the blues medley on the remote.
No, how do you know that?
The lights in the karaoke room went dark again and a slow, sticky song started playing.
“Now, our Heekyung unnie first… Seongmin, what are you doing? Hurry up and sing a blues song for her struggling mother. Ho ho ho…”
Kim Ji-young made a fuss about her and pushed Kim Hee-kyung’s shoulders out of the way, and Kim Hee-kyung pulled her body back as if embarrassed, but Sung-min jumped up with a smile and grabbed Kim Hee-kyung’s hand and pulled her outside.
Seong-min wrapped Kim Hee-kyung’s waist with her arms and hugged him.
Kim Hee-kyung looked at Jung Ah-yoon and brought her hands together in front of her chest, placing only her hands on Seong-min’s chest and hugging her.
The two of them slowly started rocking their bodies from side to side to the music.
“Oh… That looks good. I wish I had a son who was as dependable as him.”
Kim Ji-young told her to watch and listen to Jeong Ah-yoon and not to look at her strangely, but Jung Ah-yoon didn’t seem to hear such a thing, just looked at Seong-min and Kim Hee-kyung with burning eyes.
But didn’t Kim Hee-kyung, who had been dancing so awkwardly for a while, slip her arms down and hug Seong-min’s waist?
Jung Ah-yoon’s eyes widened.
No, no matter how, how could a mother hug her son so openly?
But this was unavoidable.
Seeing that Seong-min did not turn off the pheromone effect, Kim Hee-kyung was completely inhaling the pheromone while away from Jung A-yoon.
He is already madly in love with Seong-min, but since she even inhaled his pheromone, it felt like her heart would burst out of love for Seong-min, and she wanted to die naked and hug him right away.
At least, I have to say that it was fortunate that I was enduring it just by hugging Seongmin tightly.
“That… That… Aren’t the two of them too close?”
Jung A-yoon asked Kim Ji-young, bending her upper body in case she could hear her words.
“Oh my sister. With that much… You two are in love.”
“What? Love… Between?”
What did Jung Ah-yoon hear now? She was taken aback by her face.
“Yes. Since they are mother and son, they are in love.”
Kim Ji-young spoke her words with her mischievous smile, and don’t you know the real meaning of what she said, Jung Ah-yoon said, ‘Isn’t it?’ I let out a sigh of relief.
“By the way, sister… You know what?”
“What?”
“Those two. It’s between a step mother and her son. When Seongmin was in middle school, Heekyung came in as her stepmom.”
“What… What? That… Then shouldn’t it be like that?”
Jung A-yoon freaked out and spoke, but Kim Ji-young didn’t answer anymore and just smiled and looked at the two.
As Jung Ah-yun followed Kim Ji-young and looked at the two of them, it seemed that the two of them were more closely attached than before. Jung Ah-yoon’s heart was beating like crazy.
Drunk with pheromones and even drunk, Jung Ah-yoon’s rationality was in a much more serious situation than Seong-min thought.
Hearing Kim Ji-young’s strange words, such as love between her step-mother and son, Jung Ah-yoon imagined that Seong-min and Kim Hee-kyung were even physically in love.
Normally, even imagining it was Jeong A-yoon, but now, my heart pounded and my body became hot at the crazy imagination of what was going on.
It was all thanks to Kim Ji-young who drove the atmosphere like this.
“Ah… It’s over. She said she wouldn’t do it earlier. Then it’s my turn this time. Ho ho ho…”
Jiyoung Kim said her words as if she was teasing Ahyun Jeong, and she ran up to Seongmin.
The blues song was still playing in the karaoke room, and after a while Kim Ji-young said something to Sung-min, Kim Hee-kyung walked away from Sung-min and came to her seat, and instead Kim Ji-young jumped into Seong-min’s arms.
Jung Ah-yoon, who had been lighting her eyes on Kim Ji-young like that earlier, didn’t feel too bad when Kim Ji-young was hugged by Seong-min, probably because she saw Kim Hee-kyung and Seong-min hugging her just before.
Instead, she stared intently at Kim Hee-kyung, who returned to her seat.
For some reason, Kim Hee-kyung’s face is flushed red.
Perhaps feeling Jung A-yoon’s gaze, he fanned her face with his hand, then lifted a cup and drank water, as if his throat was burning.
Kim Hee-kyung puts her water cup down and grins at her Jung-a-yoon, who is still looking at her.
I… What is that smile?
For a moment, Jung Ah-yoon thought he was choking.
No, how could a woman older than herself be so pretty?
It was Jung Ah-yoon who convinced herself that with that kind of beauty, her son Seong-min could turn her eyes over.
No, what the hell are you thinking?
Aren’t the side effects of the pheromone effect too severe?
Well, secretly imagining alone is more stimulating, but why is Jung Ah-yoon’s condition unusual?
Perhaps Jung A-yoon’s gaze was burdensome, Kim Hee-kyung turned her eyes to Seong-min and Kim Ji-young.
Jung Ah-yoon naturally followed suit, and was dumbfounded at the sight of Kim Ji-young looking up at Seong-min’s face with her arms around Seong-min’s neck.
Kim Ji-young’s face melted as she looked at Sung-min, and her eyes were blazing as if they were going to eat it.
And Kim Ji-young, who was holding Seong-min in her arms and shaking her waist, felt like her chest and belly were too close to Seong-min’s body.
Jung Ah-yoon thought that the real Kim Ji-young was crazy.
Isn’t that an act that crossed the line a long time ago?
Jung Ah-yoon said that now she was dumbfounded by Kim Ji-young, so she even tried to get angry.
“Ayun, don’t you like this?”
But at that time, Kim Hee-kyung started talking to her as if she knew Jung A-yoon’s state of mind.
“Yes?”
“Just have fun. Our Seongmin is so good to the ladies around him and he’s popular, so sometimes he hangs out with my mom and acquaintances like this. Are you really nice?”
Hee-Kyung Kim speaks to her and looks at Sung-Min in her eyes with her eyes saying that he is indeed lovely.
Jung A-yoon simply answered ‘yes’, but she couldn’t say anything more and looked at Seong-min again.
“Don’t do that, Ayoon-ssi, let’s dance the blues with our Sungmin. She won’t be bad ho ho ho…”
It’s a little strange to say something, but Jung A-yoon couldn’t refuse this time and she just looked at Sung-min.
The atmosphere is really scary.
Following Kim Ji-young, her mother, Kim Hee-kyung, said this, and I thought that Jung A-yoon would also like to dance her blues.
She, of course, was jealous of Kim Ji-young and wanted to see her in Seong-min’s arms, but Jung A-yoon’s personality and moral ideals did not allow her to do such a thing.
But now, I wanted to do it, and I even came to justify myself saying that there would be nothing special in asking her mother, Kim Hee-kyung, to do it.
Jiyoung Kim’s turn is over.
Kim Ji-young’s cheeks were also red as she returned to her seat, and Jung Ah-yoon could clearly see her face, which was missing something.
‘Is it that good?’
What happened to the brain
Jeong Ah-yoon, who would never normally do it, was very envious of Kim Ji-young for some reason.
Bruce’s music still fills the room, but Jung Ah-yoon, who had already said no, could not get up from her seat.
But regardless, Kim Ji-young returned to the seat next to Kim Hee-kyung and talked to each other whispering, but she didn’t even look at Jeong-a-yoon.
Jung Ah-yoon was looking at the two women with the thought that she would like to be invited one more time, and then Seong-min approached.
“Ah Yoon. Do you want to dance a song with me, Bruce?”
Sungmin smiled and held out her hand.
Jung Ah-yoon looks at Kim Ji-young and Kim Hee-kyung with a puzzled face.
Two people putting their heads together and talking, as if this side had no interest.
Jung Ah-yoon suddenly came to her senses and grabbed Seong-min’s hand.
‘Joy! If you guys do, I will have this man. Don’t regret it later.’
I don’t even think of anyone to give me rice cakes, but it’s Jung A-yoon who drinks kimchi soup alone.
Seongmin smiled and pulled Jung Ah Yoon into her arms.
Seongmin’s laughter was one of joy that it was over and anticipation of what’s next.
Caught in Seongmin’s arms, Jung Ah-yoon looked up at Seongmin’s tall face in surprise.
Her Sungmin looked down at her and smiled.
Jung Ah-yoon’s face instantly heated up.
And a sweet, savory scent that catches your eye.
Jung A-yoon’s heart began to beat like crazy.
Seongmin suddenly grabs Jung Ayoon’s hands and guides them behind his neck.
Jung Ah-yoon ended up holding Seong-min’s neck with both arms.
Seongmin’s arms wrapped around his waist, and as one of his hands swept down his back, Ayun Jeong trembled.
A tingling sensation of pleasure ran down his back and into his brain.
“Huh…”
Jung Ah-yoon unknowingly let out her moan and buried her face in Sung-min’s chest.
The fragrant scent of Seongmin smelled more intensely.
Jung Ah-yoon, who had hugged Seong-min’s neck even more tightly, couldn’t come to his senses.
She didn’t know what she was doing, and her mind seemed to be floating in a daze, like flying on a cloud.
‘What? This bitch… She’s cuter than I thought.’
Seong-min was smiling as he looked down at Ah-yoon Jung, who was not sure what to do in his arms.
A red-hot face, how thoroughly you take care of yourself, even though you haven’t received Sungmin’s buff like Kim Hee-kyung or Kim Ji-young, you can still believe that you are in your 20s, and you have a well-groomed body, plus the plus points of a new woman and a new milf. It looked cute and lovely.
