Neulsom Studio 142

Chapter 142 – Chapter 142 – #Bridge New Year Party

The meaning behind the words could be understood by anyone present.
The others looked at me and Maeng So-yul in turn.

“Huh? What are you talking about? How much do you like Soyul?”
“…Why do you call me Soyul now? It seems like you’re drawing a line.”

It was embarrassing because I felt like I was getting my true feelings right. He scratched his cheek and spoke roughly.

“No, well, it’s not like that. He’s a junior I really like.”
“Not as a junior, but as a woman.”

Even though he drank, his doctor was a blind man who spoke clearly.
The sudden development was watched with interest by the children around them.

“Hmm, I think I drank too much.”
“I’m not.”

The twisted tongue made it look like anyone was drunk.
U Da-yeong, who was watching from the side, rested his chin on his chin and scratched my insides.

“Is this a drunken talk?”

She glared at Woo Da-young, who said such things.
He shrugged his shoulders at my gaze and smirked.

When it comes to her sex, Woo Da-yeong is nothing short of savage, but as her friend, it was a problem for her to hit the drips that scratched her insides.

“Soyul, you drank a lot. Stop it now.”

As I tried to draw her line again, she shook her head vigorously and glared at me like a puppy angry at not giving her food.

“Tell me clearly. If you refuse, I will stop.”
“Okay, I’ll decline.”
“No, I’m too insincere.”

The answer has already been decided.

“So, shall we have a drink?”
“Answer.”

Maeng So-yul was looking at me with fierce eyes. It wasn’t that they were trying to eat me, but the will to fight was burning.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t really have any intention of making a girlfriend.”
“I know, that’s why I’m asking. What’s your taste? I’ll change it.”

I was quite taken aback because I didn’t know that he would make such a strong demand.

“It usually shows off.”
“So.”

I heard a thumping noise from the side.
I thought I was the only one who noticed, but it didn’t seem like that again. If even the kids knew about it, it seemed like I was showing off a lot more than usual.

“…”

As I put on a puzzled expression, Maeng So-yul’s proud appearance disappeared everywhere, and he said with a sullen face.

“Isn’t it too burdensome?”
“Huh? Well…”

Come to think of it, she had a girlfriend before, but like Maeng So-yul, I wondered if she had a friend who appealed to her that she liked me even before we started dating.
Looking back, even a little bit of memory, there was nothing.

I said with a light sigh.

“Soyul, would you like a cigarette?”
“…Yes.”

I ran my hand down the forehead of Woo Da-young, who was looking at me with interest.

“Ugh…”
“It’s not what you think, so don’t misunderstand. I’m just trying to sober up.”

After Wu Da-young dismissed her so as not to misunderstand her, she took Meng So-yul out of her restaurant.
There was no one in the smoking room nearby, so it seemed like a good place to talk.

Come to think of it, I had never had a serious conversation with Maeng So-yul in real life without a scenario book.

Profit.

He lit a cigarette and lit her cigarette as she smoked in the corner sullenly.

“Hmm, why am I good?”

I asked calmly. Then Maeng Soyul said quietly, holding her cigarette in her small hand.

“Because he’s grown up. He’s different from the people I’ve seen so far.”
“I’m not that grown-up. Besides, I’m in my 20s. There’s not much of a difference.”

At my words, Maeng So-yul raised his bowed head and looked at me.

“No, he was different from the guys I saw at the factory. He does it with confidence in what he does.”
“My, did I?”

I was just an immature late 20s who still thought about sex drips.

“Yes, and the men at the factory say strange things at dinner parties.”
“…That’s right.”

I couldn’t sympathize because I didn’t know what was going on.

“…It was the first time an adult came to visit me in the hospital, and it was the first time an adult bought me chicken on the way home from work.”
“So… Isn’t the reason too shabby… Is it because he’s handsome…”
“I wasn’t handsome.”
“…”

Facts sometimes became assault.
He scratched his forehead and inhaled deeply.

“Sueup, after.”

After spitting out the smoke, he said to Maeng So-yul.

“You said you’ve never had a boyfriend. I’ve had a few. It’s not your first time, is it okay?”
“Yes, it doesn’t matter.”
“Well, and I’m a bit perverted.”

She somehow felt that she was repeating exactly what she said in the scenario.
Maeng Soyul was taken aback by the word pervert, but he said it firmly.

“Yes, it’s not really a pervert.”
“Sueup…”

Considering what I’ve been doing for the past few months, I wondered if it was a genuine pervert.
Above all, when I think about what I did with Dahee Woo, I could clearly see that I was a pervert myself.

“Okay then, sober up and think again tomorrow.”
“…I’m all awake now.”

Cigarette smoke was pouring out of her pink mouth.

“I said I was curious about my taste earlier.”
“Yes. I’ll quit smoking.”
“Huh? No, I smoke too. What?”

I said it to make me feel a little queasy.

“First of all, it’s because I’m patriarchal. I like submissive women.”
“I hear you well.”
“Anyway, since I rejected it earlier, did you really argue?”
“Yes. I like it, but my senior rejects me.

She didn’t seem to understand that it wasn’t usually submissive.

“Yes, yes. Then, um, yes. I like a woman who is good at cooking.”
“I will learn.”
“Cleaning too.”
“The house is old, but I tend to clean it neatly.”

She was talking straight, without losing a single word.
I didn’t say it to the point of stinging because I didn’t like it. He was appealing himself because he likes me.

I was confused because of the way he spoke.

“You keep turning around. Tell me if you have feelings for me or not.”
“It’s not that there isn’t one, but it’s vague…”

A small, white face like a pebble that goes well with straight dark black hair, and big eyes that stretch out coolly.
Thin but thick eyebrows, a small but pointed nose, and pink lips that held my cock in their mouths.

“So tell me, I’ll try.”

I like the life of lightly enjoying sex with a scenario book.

“Then, if you feel the same way after drinking, let’s talk about it then.”
“…Okay. Please think in a good way.”

He likes me, but I wondered if he could say it so firmly.

“It’s cold, let’s go in.”
“Yes.”

It wasn’t a big deal knowing that this was her personality, but it was obvious to anyone seeing her for the first time that she would go through her troubles.

§

Blind rate.

Boom!

“Grandma, my sister kicked the blanket in the morning.”

At the words of her younger brother, her grandmother was dressing her, dripping from one ear to her.
Maeng Soyul pulled up the blanket she had kicked up and covered her head, then she recalled what had happened yesterday.

‘Mi, crazy…’

If it wasn’t for the alcohol, I wouldn’t have spoken so hard in front of people.
I couldn’t be so embarrassed to say that I’m trying to change according to my taste.

“Ah… Grandma, I’m not going to eat. I’m going to work right away.”
“Yes.”

Her grandmother’s answer was cool.
She immediately headed to the bathroom, washed longer than usual, and took out her makeup.

After carefully drawing each one, I nodded my head in satisfaction and went to work.

Company.

When I went to work, I could see that he was looking at himself happily while working.
I did that yesterday, so this reaction was natural.

“Soyul, please pick up a guide for this and send it to me. Just cut it lightly.”
“Yes.”

On the other hand, Nam Si-woo acted as usual, as if everything that happened yesterday had been erased from his head.
He knows that he is considerate, but the heart is not so easy, so I felt a savage heart.

A guest came to him when he couldn’t recall what happened yesterday.

“What is it~, you can’t get in if you close the door~”

When I looked up, it was a face I had seen before. The face was familiar, but I couldn’t remember the name, so when I tilted my head, I heard Woo Da-young’s voice.

“Sister, this isn’t even a cafe.”
“How are you? Oh, bye to Siwoo and Yoochan.”

She calls Nam Si-woo comfortably.

“Yes, Dahee noona, I’m all for you.”

The way her eyes looked at her was unusual.
Knowing that she was already married, there was no anxiety, but she wondered if she would like a face and body like that.

Long, wavy hair, clear features like an actor, and a mature body different from his own, and a knitwear that subtly reveals that figure.

Unintentionally, her large breasts curled up over her knit.

Swoop.

I lowered my head to look at her, but it was flat, albeit puffy.
If she was wearing a baggy knit or sweatshirt rather than a shirt, she probably wouldn’t have noticed.

“My brother and sister came and went a while ago, and this time they were entering high school. They came to say hello before that, but they brought my favorite macarons bari-bari, right?”
“Your brother or sister?”
“Yeah~. Heh~, isn’t it cute that she was 16 just a month ago?”

She was suffering only inside, but her older sister seemed to be just chatting.

“The first time I saw him was when I was entering middle school. Really. He grows up quickly. He resembles my older brother, but he’s cute because he’s smoky.”
“What are you here to brag about?”
“Huh~, I want to brag about the young master and also see my little brother’s face~.”

Nam Si-woo was seen watching her chattering with a glance.

“…”

It’s not that she’s dating, but she puffed up her cheeks for no reason and got fat.

“Hmm, okay, that’s it.”

Nam Si-woo smiles satisfactorily while speaking words that only he can understand.

“What.”

She got fat and asked curtly.

“No, I thought of the next scenario. Ah, yes, Soyul.”
“…?”

Drooling.

He pulled a chair and held it close. The smell of his clothes made my heart flutter.
He came to my ear and whispered.

“By the way, I like you more than Dahee noona.”

I was surprised to see him speak smirkingly and skillfully, as if he knew everything he was thinking.

“…Really?”

I wanted to be blunt and say that it has nothing to do with me, but the words didn’t come out that way.

“Yeah, so don’t be so fat.”
“…I wasn’t fat…”

He stroked her head as she muttered to herself and said.

“Okay~.”
“…But what scenario?”
“I also write as a hobby.”

It was also the first time I knew that he had a hobby of writing.

“It’s a secret because I’m only telling Soyul.”
“Yes. Don’t worry.”
“Oops.”

I looked at him as he returned to his seat, then looked at the monitor again.
I couldn’t think of stopping the pleasant laugh that leaked out.

§

In the scenario with Maeng So-yul, the expenditure was quite large, but I was looking for a way to recover it.
Of course, I was thinking about what I would receive after choosing Woo Da-hee, but a good idea came to my mind.

“Hmm, my husband’s younger brother is entering high school… It’s time I want to do something for him.”

Because there was a worldview and scenario that had been built similarly, I started writing it quickly without delay.

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