Chapter 192 – #192. Make Up
Gojingamrae.
There is nothing wrong with the old saying that after the bitter is gone, the sweet comes.
While choosing a costume for pregnant belly sex with Naeun, I was very careful.
“…Brother. Why don’t you focus more on the dress than the shoot?”
“Don’t talk. I am watching this right now.”
Naeun looks at me with an expression that says she has no Ultang.
What. Hey. It’s nothing compared to waiting for you to change your dress today. This much.
I mean, it’s only been an hour.
However, as I continued to turn the pages, there was no design that I liked.
No, how is it that there is not a single thing that is so vulgar and antique?
Either it looked too cheap or there was no exposure, so it was either one or the other.
“Ah… Why not…”
“Why? Don’t you like anything?”
“Huh. Doesn’t exist.”
“Still, there are ten pages of this, but wouldn’t at least one of them be your brother’s taste?”
Naeun flicked the tablet screen with her finger.
“I’ve seen it all, but it’s not like I’m doing this.”
Ha… Should I just pick one over there?
Still, it was a once-in-a-lifetime post-wedding event.
Bote boat sex on the first night of the honeymoon.
For a thrilling experience that is difficult to experience twice in a lifetime, perfect preparation was required.
A conclusion that has been pondered over and over again.
“I can’t.”
“Eh? What’s wrong?”
“Let’s make our dress.”
“…Brother and I?”
“If you go to a fashion designer and ask for it, they will make it for you. What.”
Naeun looked at me with eyes as if asking what she was doing, but she had no intention of compromising.
“Are you going to do that while you’re busy?”
“Listen carefully. Hannah.”
I stretched out my hand to the side of her face as she lay down and maintained her wall-striking posture, and spoke to her with sincerity.
“Everything has to be perfect.”
“…We’re talking about sex, right?”
“Of course. Then what else did you think?”
“…Wedding ceremony?”
Ah… Well, you can think of it that way.
“Of course, the wedding is important, but the first night of the newlyweds is just as important.”
She hurriedly tried to fix it, but Naeun still glanced at me.
His eyes seemed to question how he valued sex more than the wedding.
Hey. You are pervert too.
Why only me
“…This will cost money.”
“What money?”
“Because I will draw the draft of the dress I will wear. My brother wants money from me.”
Naeun gave me an unexpected offer.
She honestly never expected that she would draw her dress first.
“But now that I think about it, why am I taking money when I am your husband?”
“What do you say? You haven’t gotten married yet, so you’re a prospective husband.”
“So how much do you get?”
I didn’t mean to give it, but let’s hear it.
“You will receive it as sperm.”
Wow… A world where sperm is a bank…! You know!
Of course, I don’t know if Naeun saw the cartoon, but I laughed to the fullest.
“Don’t worry, I’ll give you plenty.”
I was the one who started to rush to get married.
* * *
The day before the wedding photo shoot.
I was setting up a pose lab at home with my brother.
“…Why do I have to go this far?”
The older brother in the suit he bought for the photo shoot was frowning.
After all, if this person is dressed properly, it’s really good.
He was a prospective husband who always insisted on stretched T-shirts and sweatpants.
I had no intention of making my brother do something I hated, but not today.
“Brother. If you are that confident, try posing now.”
“What?”
“Try to figure out how to take pictures tomorrow.”
After hesitating for a while, he opened his index and middle fingers to make a V and looked at me in an awkward pose.
“…Possible?”
Is it possible, man?
It was an older brother who was doing a filtering pose even on the school trip.
“I didn’t mean to practice in advance in case I go tomorrow too.”
In the end, my brother who was captured by me stood in front of the mirror crying and eating mustard.
“For now, I have something I want to do.”
“What.”
I brought a chair and sat my brother down, and I gently put my hand on his shoulder.
“This one.”
When my brother was sitting like this, I wanted to stand in a pose like a princess admiring him.
“…Not bad.”
“Don’t you really want to take a picture with me?”
Still, it’s a wedding shoot, but I didn’t want to do everything in the album with the poses I wanted.
“Um… Kneel down here.”
Following his instructions, my brother put his hand on my head as I knelt on the floor.
“Brother. This is good, but are you really going to leave it on the album?”
I couldn’t hide my wonder at the posture that anyone could see grabbing my hair and making me fella.
“…But isn’t that what you do?”
Of course, if we pay our money to take a picture, we’ll have to take it…
“Brother. You know that taking pictures is like a screening at a wedding, right?”
“Sorry. Let’s cancel this.”
There was no need to show me in the pose of sucking my brother’s cock at a gathering of both parents and relatives.
“Still, if oppa wants to take pictures like that, we’ll bring a camera and a tripod on our honeymoon separately.”
“…I’m serious?”
“I thought [I imprisoned her] Had one episode of her filming session.”
It was a scene that appeared in the episode of [Her Imprisoned Her], Her last heroine Na Yu-jin.
After having the nursery school teacher play an early childhood regression, Lee Jin-seong held a photo session with the concept of a school art event.
There is also a scene where he introduces himself while masturbating in a baby-like voice.
There is also a scene where the tide is sprayed with a dildo stuck in both the front and back holes.
There is also a scene where he groans similar to a scream while being subjected to mating presses.
Having installed as many as five cameras, he endlessly violated the human rights of daycare teachers as if he were actually filming an AV.
“Do I really buy a camera then?”
“Brother. Aren’t you spending too much money just because you earned 1 billion?”
Outsourcing sex dresses separately, now buying a camera?
“Hey. Are you the only one taking pictures with this?”
“What is it. That. Are you saying you want to film porn with another woman?”
“No… Naeun… Not that…”
My brother burst into laughter as if my words were funny.
“What. Then.”
“Kids.”
My brother came up to me and hugged my stomach with both hands.
“Shouldn’t we be taking pictures of the kids?”
I felt a rush of heat rise to my face.
Ah… Seriously… Why is he talking about pervert and then turning into parent mode by himself…
“Of course I have to take a picture. I was going to buy a camera for the kids anyway.”
“That’s right?”
“Ah. It’s real. Why are you suspicious?”
Feeling ashamed for nothing, I just changed the subject.
“Okay, you just take whatever pose I decide for you. All right?”
“OK. Then can I go in and lie down again?”
“No? I can’t enter until I fill 15 compositions.”
I got my older brother, who had such a sad face, down and sat down for two hours and then got him up.
I will give you mental training for such a mean father. Dear
* * *
“Ohhh… That’s cool…”
Why is there a place like this in the middle of Seoul?
Naeun and I, who arrived at the wedding studio, were just exclaiming.
“It is really pretty.”
“The bride will come over here and get her makeup done.”
Ohhh… Now it’s the ‘me’ of that ‘s.D.Me.’
To be honest, I didn’t even know what a sudeme was until I prepared for marriage.
Studio. Dress. Make up.
I thought these words were far from the real me, but it’s once in a lifetime.
And I was curious about the peak of Naeun’s face, which was touched by an expert.
Even if you just do it at home, you look like an idol, but is it very different?
I didn’t want to wait in a space where there were only women, so I just fiddled with my phone on a bench on one side of the studio.
Ah… It must have been a long way to go home today, right?
Now if you do your makeup and put on the dress, when will the picture be taken again?
The suit I was wearing right now was honestly uncomfortable.
If the shooting day had been delayed a little bit, I would have died from the heat.
“Brother!”
She was sitting with her arms folded in a daze for a while, then Naeun’s voice came from behind her.
I woke up thinking it was over…
“…Who are you?”
“It’s cool.”
“Who are you?”
“Ah. Really don’t joke.”
Wow… Really… This is my wife…?
I thought that an expert was not an expert for nothing.
Naeun was showing off her appearance as if she had really ripped out of a romance comic.
Naeun slightly turned her head, perhaps embarrassed, as I stared at her in awe.
“Ah…Why is there no response…”
“Pretty.”
“Is it over?”
In my heart, I wanted to shout ‘It’s cheap!’ But since there were other employees nearby, I nodded and gave her a thumbs up instead.
“Okay~ Then we’ll start filming~”
“Ah. Would it be okay if I went to the bathroom for a moment?”
“Yes yes. Then, when you come, we will begin right away.”
The cinematographer puts the camera down again and I sit back on the bench.
Thing. Go ahead a bit
I thought…
[Come into the bathroom quickly.]
Naeun’s text message made it hard for me to hold back my laughter.
