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My Illustrator! 172

My Illustrator! 172

Chapter 172 – #172. Leadership

I don’t think I was this nervous when the university results were announced…

I was staring blankly at the contact window with my phone in my hand.

[Mom]

Was it this hard to call my mom?

She was confused and didn’t know what to say.

But it cannot be postponed forever.

Taking a deep breath, I pressed the call button.

After a brief connection, a familiar voice was heard.

[Hello.]

[Huh. Mom.]

[Yeah~ Naeun~ What’s going on?]

A voice that was infinitely gentle.

[Ah… Well… There is… But I just want to see if mom and dad are doing well.]

[Ugh~ Hey we guys~ These days, your dad is so into golf that he’s making a fuss.]

Are you saying there are golf clubs at home?

I have a strange hunch that there must be one more weapon capable of harming my brother…

[Dad. I can’t even exercise, so won’t I get tired of it soon?]

[I mean… Uhh… Whining about buying golf clubs again.]

[But what. Doing hobbies is healthy and good. What.]

[Boy. Do you keep in touch with Nayeon?]

[What… Sometimes? I don’t do it that often.]

[Because you are the older sister, take care of me. Wouldn’t it be easy at first to live alone in Seoul?]

Maybe I’ll be happy enough to fly.

I don’t think that’s something I’d really care about.

That was also that, and now what I have to take care of is not Nayeon, but the child in my belly.

[Huh. All right. I’ll contact you.]

[Yeah… So didn’t you say you had something to say earlier?]

[Ah… I was thinking of going down to the house next week or so.]

[So? How long is the store? I should tell your dad and go shopping in advance.]

[Uh… But… I’m going with my boyfriend this time.]

[Oh my gosh. Are you going to show it to your boyfriend already?]

That’s right… I didn’t intend to reveal it at such an early stage either…

[That is…]

I need to talk… I have to talk…

[I… I have a child…]

It was difficult for me to speak proudly, so I told the truth in a crawling voice.

[What…?]

Mom asked me again if she knew she was wrong.

[I… I’m pregnant… Mom.]

I took the phone off my ear, wondering if I had hung up because there was no answer, but I thought it wasn’t.

[You… Are you saying you’re having a baby right now…?]

Mama couldn’t believe me, so she repeated my words in a voice that she couldn’t believe.

[Yes… I went to the gynecologist… I’m sure…]

[No! Naeun! What the hell are you talking about! Is he that boyfriend or what, he… Is that the same thing with him?]

[…Huh.]

[Oh my God… Oh… What is this… Oh my…]

[…I’ll go down around Tuesday.]

[No… No… What kind of lightning is this… OMG… If your dad knows this…]

A mother who blurs her tail.

I was predicting that her father would turn upside down.

[Mom, please talk to daddy…]

If I told Dad directly, it would be obvious that he would break into our house before we got down.

[How did you not be so careful? It’s this bitch Maybe I like this.]

It is difficult to pass through radio waves.

It was already pictured in her head like a video of what kind of face her mother would have.

[…Tell me well. I have to go now.]

[Boy. Naeun! Hannah!]

When my mom tried to hang up the phone, she caught on urgently, but I pressed the end call button.

It was obvious that I would go and listen.

If it’s not that I don’t like listening now, I thought I’d listen to it all at once, so I went over to my brother who was sitting in front of the computer.

“Brother.”

“Ok.”

“I just told my mom.”

As I spoke in a drained voice, my brother stopped the video he was watching and got up from his chair.

“That… So… What do you say?”

“Dad, he says he’s been playing golf lately?”

“Oh… Is that instead of pata?”

My brother seemed to think exactly the same as me.

“Unless you have luck.”

“Oh… That didn’t even fit my dad.”

“Did your father ever hit you?”

“Originally, boys get beat up if they don’t listen. What.”

My older brother burst out laughing and stroked my hair.

The dark circles that came down thickly showed how hard my brother had been aiming for the past few days.

“Still, I’m going to sleep on my way.”

“No… But I’m going to work as hard as I can while I have time.”

“So, did you study a lot?”

“Huh. I have an epiphany.”

An older brother with his arms crossed vigorously.

“What is it?”

“Is this a piece of luck?”

“Look at this. Lee Min-ho. I don’t think I know anything about that, do you?”

My brother, who was protecting his index finger, snapped his finger with a feeling of luck.

“Huh… Naeun-ah… The world of coins is not that easy.”

“It’s just luck.”

“So. That’s what’s difficult.”

“…You’re not going to say that in front of Dad, are you?”

None of that is believable. This man

If I said it like that, it seemed that it would be less accurate to say that he was a novelist.

Because my dad was far from a man who pursued a lot of money.

“Hey Mr. I’m not going to do this, but I think I’ll always say that you have to be lucky.”

“Yeah… Just make sure you know what you invested in at what time.”

“It is already over. All that remains is practice.”

…Actually?

“Brother. You really don’t intend to invest, do you?”

“Hey. After studying this much, shouldn’t you try taking a picture?”

“If you don’t want to sit down on the street before the baby comes out, I guess it’s better not to.”

“I have no faith.”

“Brother. Calm down. I told you to pretend to be an investor, but when did I tell you to quit your main job?”

Ha… Really…

Because of the strange plan I proposed, my brother had no intention of creating a zombie who would stare at a computer window all day.

He stretched out his hand and headed towards his brother’s pants dance.

“You… If you’re a pervert, write obscenities like a pervert… What kind of coin is that…”

“No. Naeun. Trust me just once I got real enlightenment!”

“No. Oppa, is it perfect for you to write novels like fucking perverts?”

How to immobilize this fussy child-like man.

That…

“Hey…!”

Without warning, I slipped my hand inside my brother’s underwear and reached out with the other hand to make my brother’s hand massage my breasts.

“The woman my brother impregnated…”

Side.

I slightly lifted my tiptoe and kissed my brother briefly on the mouth.

“Aren’t you acting like a bitch because you think you’re a woman impregnated with your brother’s seed?”

You can feel it slowly swell in your hand.

After all, my brother is a writer after all. Midwinter.

“…Do not be like this. The doctor told me not to have sex in the beginning.”

“Who asked you to have sex?”

“If this isn’t flirting to have sex, what is?”

Pulling my brother’s ear, I whispered in his ear with the softest voice possible.

“It means you want to serve your master.”

Me. Hannah. A woman who has been masturbating alone with her throat longer than the period of being impaled.

When I lowered my pants, my brother’s cock was swollen to the size of a masturbator.

As I got down on his knees, sticking out my tongue and assumed a posture of submission, I could feel the binary character starting to creep over my brother’s face.

“…I don’t want to hurt you or the child.”

“Then master, stay still. I know how to serve you well.”

I grabbed my brother’s wrist and sat him down on the chair, burying my head between his crotch.

My older brother trembled as if he was in a good mood as he stretched out his tongue and swept it from the ball to the pillar.

“I’m sorry I haven’t been able to serve properly for a while… Master…”

“No… It can’t be helped…”

“Instead, Naeun will do her best as a blowjob.”

After that, I drew saliva into my mouth and dripped sticky saliva onto my brother’s glans.

Drops of water running down my brother’s veins.

I put my hands together and grabbed my brother’s cock, and began to carefully scan the pillar.

Clap clap clap clap clap

As I rhythmically shook my penis, which was covered in saliva, I heard a crackling sound.

If it had been like usual, I would have already grabbed my hair to stab my throat.

My brother seemed to be holding back his desire with all his might, his face flushed.

Why is it that I’m trying to endure it so badly?

I also had to stop my hand from going to her pussy.

“Master.”

“Why.”

Tick ​​clap clap clap clap clap clap clap

“Please write perverted obscenities.”

“No… I’m writing pure love…”

Doesn’t sexual desire still rule your head?

I licked the tip of the glans with my tongue and continued to inject my dark desire into my brother.

“Haha… To raise her baby [I imprisoned her] I have to write two more of her works like her. Brother.”

“But… Haa… Naeun-ah… I’m really good at writing pure love stories. Wow…!”

“I want a baby with a father who has a stable job… Oppa…”

“Is it really possible to be popular even if you write pure love?”

“How many people are waiting for the second part of her confinement…”

Thinking that I should make my brother cum, I pushed my face forward and raised the speed of my hands to the maximum.

“Why are you putting down the promised guarantee check and going down the rough road? Master.”

“Hey… Wait… Naeun…!”

“Quickly… They say they’re writing vulgar language… If you say they’re writing vulgar language, I’ll make you cum in your face. Master…!”

“Ah. Fuck… Hey… I really… Come out…! Hey…!”

Tick ​​clap clap clap clap clap clap clap

“Write obscenity! Midwinter!”

“Cheap!”

After that brother’s short, desperate scream, hot and thick semen started to flow down my face.

I stuck out his tongue and poured the semen into my mouth and smiled at my gasping brother.

“…Don’t do anything nonsense and write obscenities. It’s a promise. Brother.”

Just say something like a coin. Just.

My Illustrator!

My Illustrator!

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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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