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My Illustrator! 116

My Illustrator! 116

Chapter 116 – #116. The Former

Naeun’s expression hardened.

“This.”

She slipped her book toward her.

“What?”

“Ah…That’s…”

“Is this your book?”

I remember clearly when I wrote this line.

That’s because it wasn’t another reader, it was [White Snowflake].

In a way, he is the person who made the Midwinter writer who he is today.

Even though I had bad handwriting, I tried very hard to write just these four letters [White Snowflake].

“Ah… Uh… It’s a friend’s book.”

“Who is your friend?”

“It’s Miyoung.”

“I don’t know who Mi-yeong is, but she says she has a book of [Her Confinement], Which is a nonsense book and not another book?”

…How realistic this story is.

“Are you suspicious of me?”

“It is not. Then, give me the number of her child named Mi-Young.”

“Why! Suddenly!”

Naeun shouts at me with a crying voice.

“I’m going to treat you to something delicious, even if it’s rice.”

“Are you saying you’re going to eat with another woman while leaving your current girlfriend in front of you?”

Naeun’s eyebrows move freely.

It might seem like she was very angry, but if Naeun’s acquaintance was really Snow White, she wanted to ask Naeun for his understanding and treat her to a present or meal.

“…Because he’s a very grateful person.”

When I opened her book, the illustrations of the heroines Naeun-yi worked hard caught my eye.

Kang Soo-yeon, Han Hee-jeong, Yoo So-yeon, etc. These are always pretty.

“Maybe he was the one who brought you and me together. The owner of this book.”

“…Then how much can you do for that person?”

I wanted to know what kind of question this was, but I tried to answer as soon as I remembered.

“Um… Good meal and dessert?”

“Is that all?”

Naeun replied as if my answer was not cool.

“…Then what do I have to do?”

“He said he was a very grateful person. Can I just buy you a meal?”

“That’s true, but it’s just the writer and the reader. I am not personally acquainted.”

“If Mi-yeong is an incredibly beautiful woman, what would she do if her brother asked her to suck his dick?”

…Not even nonsense. Naeun.

“Is your friend Annie like that?”

“If only. If the.”

That’s why Snow White wants to suck my cock with a beauty…

To be honest, if it wasn’t for Naeun, I think she would have said that Machio is also possible because it’s a service.

“I’m sorry, but I have to say it’s impossible.”

“Can I take off my clothes and run?”

“Huh. Even if it is.”

A heartwarming smile hangs on Naeun’s lips for some reason.

I had a hunch that my guess was true.

“…Since you pretended not to know, you must have had a lot of fun alone? Eh?”

Naeun also did not refuse to answer.

“Midwinter writer. Now is not the time to do this. You know what I like best.”

Naeun hugged my back as I was sitting on the floor.

The feel of her soft breasts runs through her shirt.

“Join me! Midwinter!”

I laughed out loud because I was really dumbfounded.

Wow… This feeling of betrayal…

It’s a subtle feeling to say that it’s sad, but even to say that it’s a good thing.

Now I can see why Naeun frothed at her mouth when she outsourced her work to another illustrator.

Why was she so obsessed with the secret room?

Why did you know the contents of my novel so well?

You said you read my novels from the very beginning…

“Why didn’t you talk?”

I’ll have to ask you this

“If I knew you were a reader, I wouldn’t rape you.”

“Crazy bitch.”

Thoughts as they were, not thoughts in my mind, flowed out of my mouth without filtering.

“This is a really crazy year. You.”

However, Na-Eun responded to her swear words with a clear smile.

“That’s right. A reader who loves perverted novels like that can’t be insane.”

I have nothing to refute.

“Of course, my brother who uses it too.”

Side.

Naeun’s lips touch my cheek.

“Ah. Caught like a dog I really meant to carry you to the grave.”

Naeun must have regretted that she was discovered by me, so she licked her lips.

She didn’t quite know what to start with.

Should I be angry?

Or should I say thank you for loving my novel, for letting me be where I am today.

We seemed to need time for some serious conversation.

I was in a daze with my hand on top of the book, and soon an interesting idea came to me.

“Naeun.”

“Yes?”

“Would you like my autograph?”

Naeun tilted her head as if I was saying something out of the blue.

“You. You are my fan Wouldn’t you like to get an autograph from the midwinter writer?”

According to my immediate thoughts, I wondered if I would be in the position of absolute power in our romantic relationship.

That’s because Naeun was a fan of mine. Also a die-hard fan.

I wanted to enjoy the feeling of being on top for the first time in a while.

Naeun kicked her tongue and clapped her hands as if she had noticed my intentions.

“Ah~ I like it~ Autographed.”

“Yes, yes. Where can I do it Just talk.”

I expected that she would ask for a paper or book, but I couldn’t help but look a little bewildered at her actions that followed.

“Sleep.”

Two firm pieces of flesh with a slight pink tinge.

With her pants down to her knees, Naeun pulled down her undergarments and pushed her own cute loaf of bread towards me.

“Do it here.”

Holding the computer pen, I swallowed.

“Ah~ A great writer~ The midwinter writer is an idiot and can’t do it~”

A ruthless provocation that he would have done before dating.

“If it were Lee Jin-seong, I would have driven his dick instead of an autograph. Do it quickly What are you doing?”

If she had said those words with contempt and cold eyes before they officially dated, her expression now was full of mischief.

Then I have no choice but to respond to him.

“Then stay still. Sign it.”

“Yes!”

She bent her upper body with her hips sticking out.

Of course, the hawk was medicine for such a cheeky girlfriend.

Swish swipe.

“Brother. Is this a signature? What have you been doing for so long?”

“Because she’s my girlfriend, I wrote a special thank you message for her.”

Naeun, who seemed to be happy with my words, moved to the full-length mirror inside her room as it was.

“… Midwinter writer.”

“Yes. White Snowflake.”

“What it this.”

“What. It’s a fact.”

“Ah. Really.”

Naeun, who turned her back to check her buttocks like her famous billboard advertisement model, pouted her mouth.

Of course, I knew that such a reaction would come.

[To the readers of Huhjeop View magazine] [There is no autograph.]

Shameful phrases written on her left and right hips respectively.

To signify that I have been completed, I mate with my palms like a certification mark. Spanked her butt

Red marks are placed on the white skin and black letters. What a beautiful color combination.

After signing her autograph, I thought that this would just be over the happening and prepare to move in, but Naeun climbed onto her bed, posed as a cat, and buried her face in the pillow.

“What are you doing.”

“I heard it’s a crappy view.”

“That’s right.”

“I will prove that it is not.”

Naeun began to spread her own buttock with both of her hands.

“Why. Can’t you beat it? Are you this premature ejaculation writer?”

“…You followed.”

It was only after we sprinkled white snowflakes on the white snowflake, just like our nickname, that our poor battle came to an end.

And of course the loser…

“Brother…! Aaaaah! Stop…!”

“Did you see Lee Jin-sung stop because he told me to stop?”

Don’t be fooled by that.

* * *

Sometimes undeserved kindness becomes poison.

The act of trying to help someone one step further out of consideration for someone often aggravates the situation as a result.

Yesterday was just like that.

Ha…

I asked my brother to put the books ‘upper’ on the bookshelf in a box, but this man tried so hard to help.

I ended up finding a book that was tucked away in a corner of the floor out of sight.

No. Why didn’t you tell me to, so I went there.

Thanks to that, I even got my Nobel World ID, which I had been hiding somehow.

[White Snowflake], Her founding contributor of [I imprisoned her]

Due to the existence of the book, it took even funding.

I was so embarrassed and ashamed that I pretended to be a friend’s book, but I was well aware of how discredited it was.

I was the one who thought it was over while making excuses.

The child named Miyoung was a person who did not exist.

After realizing that I was an avid reader, my brother, sure enough, immediately tried to attack me, and I had to accept his ridicule with all my body.

Lee Min-ho openly teasing me by saying, ‘Should I sign it?’.

Bad ass

I didn’t say it for fear of this.

As expected, it was obvious that if I went against my planting in the future, he would threaten me.

[Hannah, if you come out like this, I won’t serialize.]
[If you do this, pure love will drift.]
[Ah… Isn’t it a bad feeling like a healing daily life?]

Ah… Uh… Uh…

Already dizzy

I hear my brother’s voice from sleeping in the bedroom.

“Snowflake~ Get some water~”

…Let’s bring it for now and plan the future.

My Illustrator!

My Illustrator!

나의 일러레님!
Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
The illustrator was a junior in the same grade.But I am a novelist.-Let's try Sunaemul, which is a little tasteless!-

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