Chapter 38 – #38. Morning
Strange ceiling…
When I opened my eyes, I woke up startled by a ceiling that was different from what I usually see.
What. I’m sure…
After intense sex with Minho oppa, I took a shower and fell asleep…
I have no memory after that.
Did you fall asleep?
Inside my brother’s cramped room.
Then brother…?
Where is your brother sleeping?
Rubbing my eyes and standing up, I immediately understood why I couldn’t see him.
Between the desk and the bed.
My brother was lying on the floor and sleeping between the cramped gaps where it would be difficult for even one person to pass if he pulled out a chair.
If you sleep like that, your back will hurt, but let’s just sleep together in bed.
Having already had sex, he seemed to be trying to distance himself from me.
“Brother.”
I got up from the bed, squatted down next to him and poked my cheek.
After I fell asleep yesterday, did I do something else and go to sleep?
He seldom woke up.
“Brother. Wake up.”
When I shook his shoulder gently, my brother removed my hand as if it were annoying.
“Stay still. You’re feeding the formula.”
…This person.
He seems to be talking in his sleep, but why is his diction so accurate?
Because of my brother who speaks clearly as if he is awake, I almost fall into the illusion that I disturbed him.
By the way, milk powder…
I remembered a conversation I had with my brother last night.
When I cummed inside him, he immediately asked me how much I had.
It seems that my brother is a father who feeds the baby formula in his dreams.
Really… Should I buy it high in terms of being realistic?
Or should I treat him like an idiot who can’t understand the atmosphere?
Well, I thought that if my brother was quick-witted and good at grasping the atmosphere, there would be no reason for him to be foolish.
I found my phone and checked the time, and I confirmed that I still had time for the design class…
Design…?
Come to think of it, yesterday I broke into my brother’s house saying he was pissed off and I was just worried about how I would be beaten.
I wasn’t even touching my project.
What should I do… What should I do…?
Should I go home and make a study model now?
No. However, it was an ambiguous time to prepare anything when it was time to go home and go back to school.
The current time is 11 o’clock. Class is at 2 o’clock.
If I have to stop by my house, the time I can actually prepare is about an hour to an hour and a half.
…I will not.
To be honest, missing an hour of design was a huge loss incomparable to missing other classes, but I couldn’t help it.
I didn’t prepare properly, so I decided to die a noble death rather than go to the professor and get dog robbed.
Did I save the medical certificate file form…
Around the 4th grade, I thought that people who did not have this would be rarer.
The strict professors sometimes doubted whether the contents of the medical certificate were true or not, but fortunately, this semester’s design professor was a loose person in that respect.
Peace came to my heart when I made the decision to just repeat the class.
Okay. Let’s just pretend that today is Sunday.
After diligent self-hypnosis, I wondered what I should do now.
The most acceptable option was to just leave a text message for my brother and go home, but somehow I didn’t want to go home.
I wanted to be with you a little longer.
By the way, oppa, is he sleeping after preparing the design?
I got up and looked at my brother’s desk.
Oh… You must have done something?
Various model materials came into view on the knife board.
Did you make a model…?
B4 size croquis book.
When I saw the sketch that my brother supposedly drew, I was a bit dumbfounded.
No… Regardless of whether you’re good at designing or not, your brother’s drawing skills are really…
No matter how much I hate drawing, when it’s the 4th year, everyone draws it.
I laughed out loud at the collection of crooked lines that I couldn’t believe was an architecture department.
The models were no different.
Even if it’s an Amman study model, if you make it like this, what kind of noise are you going to hear, man?
A chunk of isopink that looks like it was cut out with pinking shears instead of a 30 degree knife.
“Brother.”
When I called his name, my brother started talking in his sleep again.
“Ah. You’re not breastfeeding, so you’re a formula milker.”
…What are you dreaming about?
Suddenly, talking about breast milk made me look down at my breasts for no reason.
Will it turn out well?
I didn’t know the details, but I knew at least that breast milk was the best for a child.
It doesn’t have much to do with breast size, but if it’s this size…
“Wake up.”
Realizing that I should really wake him up, I grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him up and down.
“I’m sorry”
Only then did my brother start looking at me with swollen eyes.
“…What. What time is it?”
“It’s just past 11.”
“Haaam”
My brother stretched his arms, as if he was tired from sleeping on the floor.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Thanks to the tranquilizer gun my brother gave me.”
In fact, I just lay down or lie down and get fucked by my brother, so why am I so tired?
My brother did most of the sports.
My brother didn’t seem to understand what I was saying for a moment, but then he hit his forehead with the palm of his hand as if he remembered what happened yesterday.
“As expected, the 21st century is a new era. Naeun. The tranquilizer gun also has a pregnancy function.”
Knowing he was talking nonsense in his sleep, I got him up and pushed him into the bathroom.
“I’m just washing up.”
“I washed yesterday.”
“Then at least wash your face and brush your teeth.”
When her brother turned on the water without saying anything to her, I thought I would like to direct another scene from [She imprisoned her].
Picking up my cell phone, I flipped through the rounds in the connection to Novell World.
Where is that part…
Who was…?
Was it Yoo So-yeon?
Is not it. Was it Heejeong Han?
Oh. Found.
It was a part not too long after the Yoo So-yeon part, where I memorized the lines a lot at home yesterday.
Yoo So-yeon and Lee Jin-seong live together.
Yoo So-yeon, who stayed at Lee Jin-sung’s officetel for a week, waited on Lee Jin-seong every day.
To be honest, I should have started my morning with fellas to do this properly…
Oh my…
I also woke up from sleep, so I couldn’t even think about it.
No If you start thinking about sucking a dick as soon as you wake up, that’s probably crazy.
It was a moment when I realized how crazy I was for the moment.
However, I thought that Minho oppa was a man who could drive me crazy.
Literally savage. He’s a first-class novelist, and his cock is really big.
Her personality is… Well… Soft, but she’s the best when it comes to sex.
After reviewing Yoo So-yeon (15) while humming her hum, I started getting ready to make fun of her brother again.
Maybe 10 minutes passed.
My older brother came out of the bathroom, much more distant than when he entered.
And his first words.
“…Don’t.”
“Why!”
“We need to finalize the design.”
“No. Are you a eunuch?”
“The eunuch drives the nail in as hard as it did yesterday.”
“But how can you put up with this?”
It was me who took out the apron that had been tucked away in a corner of the kitchen.
I was pretending to cook with only my underwear on and an apron on…
As if my intentions were obvious, my brother ignored me and started changing his clothes.
“…Lee Jin-seong doesn’t say that.”
Every time I provoked him, it was a comment that I used like eating, but since the performance was so sure, wouldn’t it be okay to look forward to it again this time?
“I am Lee Min-ho. Calm down.”
I began to feel embarrassed by my older brother’s gaze looking at me like a carrot on display at a vegetable store.
“Hey. Turn off the lights if you’re not cooking.”
I pretended to be cooking for real, leaving the gas fire on and putting a frying pen on top.
“No, I do not want. Are you going to cook? Did you turn it on to cook in the first place?”
“Okay? What is the menu?”
…I haven’t even opened the fridge yet.
“Under. I’ll just do it, so be quiet.”
Since I can’t keep the light on all the time, I turned the gas valve first.
I thought it was embarrassing to put on my clothes again and put on an apron, so I decided to cook in this outfit.
I saw her naked anyway.
When I opened the refrigerator, I couldn’t hide my embarrassment as I looked at the overly empty interior.
“Brother.”
“Huh?”
“What do you usually eat?”
Kimchi is what is put in a barrel. Beans are everything.
The good news is that there are about two eggs left.
“Delivery.”
“Every day?”
“Mostly?”
Oh my god.
But. He made good money, but he also thought that there was no way he could cook to save pennies.
But if you continue to eat like this, your health will be very bad…
“…After designing later, go to the mart with me. Brother.”
“Ok? Why?”
Not wanting to reveal that I was concerned about his health, I decided to tell him a cute lie instead.
“Strawberry…”
I put my hands on my belly and smiled at him.
“My child wants to eat.”
My older brother, who had been silently listening to me, approached me with strides.
“Just one more joke like that.”
Minho oppa, who had approached right in front of me, looked down at me and warned me.
“You really know how to be a mother of 5 boys and 6 girls.”
…Heheh ♥
