Chapter 435 – 1 Fairy Tale (2)
At first, my eyes were drawn to him because he was handsome.
That was all.
Like some kind of ornamental foliage plant, it would be nice to plant it in a corner of the room and look at its face from time to time.
It was just an impression.
But as the days of him watching her play, receiving her cheap bouquets, and calling her out by knocking on her window with her snowflakes were repeated – certain sand entered deep into her heart. Br〉
Just hearing his low voice made my body tremble.
At the sound of her voice calling her, “Madame,” The fine hairs on her skin stood up, the tips of her ears perked up, and her lower abdomen rumbled as if she was riding in her small ferry.
Just looking at his faint smile made me burst into laughter.
Even though she didn’t smile that much.
After going through all these years – knowing that a woman’s smile and tears are weapons, and that the more you save them, the sharper the blade will become – but whenever I meet his face, a smile comes out.
I couldn’t control it at all.
Just as you can’t stop flowing water with your hands, you can’t pick up your heart that has flowed away.
Because she was already completely bound to him.
“Open your pussy, madam.”
“···Ugh.”
His foot tapped her calf.
Her thighs tremble dangerously and spread from side to side.
She spread her legs like a dog, lifted her skirt and began to gently spread her hairy vagina with her hands.
Her fingertips were trembling, and her pursed lips were white.
“···Such a bastard-!”
“Carlson!”
The more rational one held on and stopped the impatient one from pulling out the weapon from his waist.
Billy – The Carlson brothers decided that it was right to separate them immediately.
That was the way to follow the orders of the Flower of Evil.
She was already broken, and she had to be forcibly torn away now – before she became even more irreparable.
But when Seojun whispered something in her ear, Salari shed her tears and shouted at them not to come near.
If you don’t want to see me die, just watch it right there…
Carlson was on the verge of turning away. I couldn’t understand it at all.
What on earth is love…?
I wondered why a woman who had grown old enough to be so desperate for something to rip off from that handsome guy.
Again, for some reason, I felt feverish.
They were brothers who knew everything about her, as they had kept Madame by her side due to the orders of her evil flower.
She took off her clothes in front of her brothers, and there were quite a few times when she showed off her inner skin like she did now.
She laughed and said that even in times like this, she would have to be escorted, or even giggled that she would have to be escorted into the bathtub.
I didn’t hate it at all.
Even if all older women are like that, her body is still attractive – Carlson had to constantly try to stop his involuntary muscles from rearing their heads.
However, I can assure you that she has never shown an expression like that in the past few years.
She was so ashamed that she felt like she was going to die. It was like looking at a tomato that had been tightened so tightly that it looked like it was going to burst.
As Carlson trembles her shoulders, the black-haired boy whispers something in her ear again.
“Well, that…!”
“Why? “I can’t do it…?”
When her expression hardened, Madame’s face turned earnest again, and she shook her head.
You can do it-. I’m good at that – I clung to her and pressed her palms together until Seojun turned his head and looked at me again.
Only then does the guy who laughed start shaking his chin.
“Then try it.”
“Ugh, uhm…!”
Madame smiled and looked at us again.
Then, step by step, she began to approach very carefully.
With her head down, her breasts half exposed, her skirt lifted to reveal underwear.
His face was completely different from when he jumped into her bath, taking off his sweaty clothes and telling her to quickly wash up and wait there until he left because he was busy.
She wasn’t like herself at all.
It was not the Madame Salari he knew at all. It wasn’t her godmother.
In his arms, she was like someone he didn’t know at all.
“Ka, Karlsun…”
His name leaks out through her teeth.
As he whispered more in her ear, her face became thoughtful.
But Carlson was sure that she would ultimately do everything he asked her to do.
But he couldn’t go any further back.
It was because of my older brother who held him from behind.
This stuffy gentleman was extremely faithful to his orders – he had an expression that made him wonder what would happen if Madam died if he left the place.
“Fuck you…! Let go…! “I’m begging you to let go…!”
Carlson gritted his teeth and made a fuss, but he couldn’t escape his older brother. In terms of strength alone, my older brother is far ahead.
“I’m sorry, Carlson… I know you’ll feel bad… You wouldn’t want to see the body of an old woman like me… It must feel bad to be treated like this… Still… Okay… Please be patient… Huh…?”
There, Carlson’s struggles stopped.
He gritted his teeth and turned his head to the side as he felt tears welling up in his eyes.
Fuck, fuck – I just kept getting angry and swearing.
Her hand came.
Trembling white fingers untied his waistband and pulled down his underwear in one go.
A cock with red veins appeared, raising its head.
She seemed surprised at first, but her complexion hardened again at the man’s cute words.
And then he apologized again.
Sorry Carlson… I’m really sorry…
“Don’t fucking apologize…!” Just do it!”
Carlson clenched his fists and screamed like that.
He didn’t want to see Madame bowing down.
He felt more miserable than he was. He felt like his cherished items were stuck in the dirty mud.
“Mi, miaan…”
Even though she was told not to apologize, she did apologize in the end.
And then the hand that seemed almost out of reach took hold of his stiff cargo.
“`
The hand that grabbed his lower body was very soft.
Her palms were smooth, and her palms tightly gripped the cock.
“···Fuck you.”
A curse is leaking out of my teeth.
Her heart was pounding like it was going to explode, and even though her eyes were red and wet, her prick stiffened, and she cried out her opinion, spitting out a clear color.
The day the brothers first came here, to the central city bullpen – Salari was already a prostitute who had retired from the front line.
When the Flower of Evil told her to escort the woman who was her prostitute, she dared to jump out of her seat and scream.
They ask if you think we are only that good, and you don’t seem to know our skills. They are our gold-plated mercenaries.
He shouted with a mixture of curses that he could easily cut down a couple of random knights.
Even his older brother Billy, who was considered a gentleman for a mercenary, silently agreed with that statement.
With the determination to overthrow the dirty empire, the decision was made to overthrow the imperial flag.
I promised myself that I would not regret it even if one day I was captured by the Empire’s hounds and suffered cruel torture until I died.
Not only the parents who abandoned their brothers, but even their acquaintances pointed fingers at them and even wrote a pledge that they would not hold a grudge even if they spat on the corpses of the two brothers hanging in the street.
However, her body was actually placed in the side door, and the first order she was given was to escort a prostitute.
Where else could something go out of shape like this? Who is the hero of national salvation and who is the core of the rebels?
When Carlson cried out that she knew that the mother who gave birth to her brothers and the bitch who threw them out on the street was a prostitute, she shook her head at the flower of evil.
You knew it.
Indeed, there was nothing she did not know about Him.
He said that the two brothers opened their mother’s vagina with their wet heads and came out into the world.
He knew very well how he was treated at Changgwan after growing up.
How they became mercenaries and how they learned mana breathing -.
Afterward, they experienced a certain absurdity while trying hard to become knights,
He knew every detail of the despair I had experienced.
I was so shocked that my jaw dropped, but I still had to say something.
So why do we have to escort that dirty whore?-.
He pointed his finger at Salari, who was present at the time, and shouted.
But Salari didn’t care one bit. Instead, she was pouting as if asking me to say more.
The Flower of Evil did not answer his question.
“Why do you think a golden ball is a golden ball?”
Instead, the person who asked that question was Salari, who was a little younger than he is now.
