Chapter 258 – 258. Daily Broadcast With Screams! A Master and a Slave Who Flirt With Each Other! I Turned It on Because I Wanted to Turn on the Broadcast, but Somehow the Viewers Made the Sound of Music! It’s Strange~
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Sitting half-lying in a rocking chair, Sylvia is knitting baby overshoes. She had a pink blanket over her bulging belly. Why she does manual work without magic is because she is broadcasting.
-Hmm, so fucking pretty haha
-Sylvia Jean, who takes up all the time just by sitting quietly…
-Hey, I think I’m losing my mind.
-The snow melts slowly.
Of course, I am the one who shoots. Unlike usual, the location is moved to the open living room instead of a room, and the live broadcast is being conducted. It was under the sunlight pouring through the large glass window, so it looked even prettier with a special atmosphere.
It’s pretty as well as original.
-But is it true that the boss is pregnant? Some body… No change;
– ㄹㅇ Let’s not swell at all and have a swollen belly and be refreshed~
-If you think about it like that, you’ll be cheating on the host’s face ㅇㅇ
-That’s right lol
A truly one-of-a-kind picture. Even though I didn’t say a word because I was concentrating on weaving overshoes for several minutes, the viewers did not complain. But Sylvia suddenly glanced at me and said dissatisfiedly,
“My slave? Now stop by my master’s side.”
-Ah lol
-The ambassador lol
-Come to the master, slave.
-The mysterious atmosphere collapses…
“No, it’s just being taken beautifully right now—”
“It’s nice to be photographed beautifully, but now the master is lonely apart from his slaves… “
“Ike, then you can’t.”
-Ah… It’s crazy haha
– You’re standing right in front of me!! What’s so sad!!
-Why are you so lonely? I can’t understand it at all.
-Can I know what loneliness is?
I arrived at her side with my equipment. Then she grabbed her armrest and tried to raise her body. I immediately removed her hand from her gear and helped her get up.
It soon became a state of sitting on a familiar chair. Then, with Sylvia on top of her body, the camera angle is quickly readjusted. After properly securing the cradle, she moves her hand from the equipment to Sylvia’s waist.
“Haha, I think I will live.”
-You say that you will buy everything ^^7
-That posture ON
-I… Did the two of you fall and die after a few minutes?
-Stop clinging to me oh oh oh
“Puhehe, you two now know very well that I like slaves a little too much, but it’s a mess every time.”
-It’s a little bit
– A little bit of this is a little bit of salt in seawater
-Chairman… Don’t you think you’re the kind of person that makes the viewers go crazy every time?
-Ah, a little bit actually means the concentration at which you die.
“Poop, even if you say that, when you go to the bulletin board, you write that it’s sweet. I saw them all.”
– Don’t look at me like that.
– I won’t use it from today.
After sharing a few words with the viewers. Sylvia started weaving overshoes again. Certainly, her aura became warmer as she touched me.
“Ehehe… My stomach has grown a lot, but am I heavy?”
“Heavy. It is as light as a feather.”
“Hehe, really?”
-Guyueek
-Before he dies of a lot of sugar and sugar.
-The house pours in sugar;;
I belatedly realized what I said naturally, and my face became hot. Sylvia skillfully weaved overshoes while glancing at me with narrow eyes and a smile. Overshoes were completed in a strange atmosphere.
“Jap! Complete handmade baby shoes~”
-It’s so small lol
– How is it smaller than the palm of your hand haha
-Blink-take
Clap clap clap
I lifted her arms across her belly and clapped my hands. I was handed over the overshoes I had made and was able to take a closer look. It was very pretty and cute.
“It is very cute. I think it’s because I watched the whole process of making it with these fine hands, and it seems like an aura is just coming out beyond being cute.”
“Paha! What is that?”
-Help me
-When did Slave Shack start to feel like this and start to resemble its owner?
-At this rate, all the viewers will die.
-It’s true that the host’s hands are pretty… But you can’t do that until the end…
-Among these things, is the pretty smiling face a true story?
– Inhuman beauty
After looking at each other for a while and laughing. Sylvia set her finished baby booties and knitting tools on the table next to her rocking chair. Then, burying her back in me deeply, she said languidly.
“Hmm… I want to make another one, but that’s later… What do you do Shall we turn it off now and have a good time together?”
– How long has it been since you turned it on and you’re already trying to turn it off?
-The owner doesn’t do business properly?
-Nothing to do, let’s have a mukbang
“There is a saying to eat. Shall we make something to eat?”
“Okay, then you have to get up. I don’t want to fall again.”
– I don’t know ;;;;;;;;;;;;
– How far do you think it falls?
-Sylvia Jang is pregnant and too obsessed with slaves
– Fact) It wasn’t much different before
Sylvia, who had been whispering in whispers, soon had her eyes shining as if she had a good idea, then she took out her cell phone and made a call somewhere.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m telling Grace to bring it to me.”
-Don’t use the bodyguard.
– To have to run errands for a couple like this was actually an awful job for a bodyguard.
Sylvia refuted by pointing out the chats that came up one by one while pressing her keypad.
“You pamper yourself. Do you only ask for help when you need it sometimes?”
-Those who abuse power especially) speak mainly to themselves
-Sylvia Jang Gapjil… Shock…
“Phi—I’m told to use the second floor of this house by myself, and they even pay me enough money. Can’t I get some help? To be honest, if you just let me use the second floor, I think it would be more expensive than your monthly rent.”
-How much is the monthly rent for the penthouse?
-Over there, 2-3 thousand a month… ? Even if you only use the second floor and receive half of it, it’s a thousand;
-DDDDDDDDDDDDDD
-What’s so expensive?
-Looking at it now, you were drinking sweetly even when the bodyguards were blind.
– If you get involved with Sylvia, will you suck at life? Give me some too
-Really… Let’s live together
Dark Bringer, who was contacted soon after, came down. Seeing me sitting on top of Sylvia and sticking to her, she immediately made her displeased face, but managed her expression and came over and asked.
“What did you call for, my lady?”
– The bodyguard’s eyes and voice
-Why don’t you show your face? Why don’t you show your face? Why don’t you show your face?
-Nunna come to the camera
“Grace, why are you talking so far away? Come to the first floor.”
“Sigh… Yes…”
-He sighs lol
– To be honest, it would be difficult for anyone to get close to me.
– Yeah, it looks like it will be full of sweet energy.
That’s how Dark Bringer comes within range of the camera lens. Sylvia gestures to her as she comes closer. When her gears make her lean down and her well-groomed face is reflected on the screen, Sylvaa finally conveys her request.
“—Bring me some snacks from the kitchen.”
“… Yes.”
-Hey, what is this…
– DDDDDDDD
-Isn’t this abusive?
– Cute gangster haha
-It’s terrible? Haha
Dark Bringer, who had left his seat, soon cut the colorful fruits beautifully. Strawberries, apples, peaches, melons, and mangos were five varieties. The type was second, but the quantity was rather large.
“Oh really. There are too many.”
“… Just eat.”
Looking at Dark Bringer’s blunt attitude, it seems that he didn’t want to be called twice. No no
“What do I eat a lot of?”
“Will you? That’s it. It’s good if my slave eats a lot~”
“Turn it off… Can I go up now?”
– I don’t know what to do because the bodyguard wants to open his seat haha
-What is a guard?
– It’s not easy to make a living.
With Sylvia’s permission, Darkbringer disappears back to the second floor, behaving like a man running to the bathroom. I feel like I’m overdoing it. What did me and Sylvia do?
I took a fork from the platter on the table. And I took a picture of a strawberry that had been completely removed from the stem. Strawberries were dripping with water as if they had just been washed.
“Ah-“
-Oh no-! Oh no-! Oh no-! Oh no-! Oh no-!
-Ah, tell me not to do that.
-Please eat normally.
-The host is… No hands?
I sent her strawberry into Sylvia’s mouth. The small, but thick, soft-looking lips are closed. The bright red strawberries disappear into her mouth, and her soft cheeks muntle.
“Hehe, delicious. Why are you so mad I mean I’m pregnant And the original master and slave feed each other.”
“Haha, I ask for your understanding.”
-What kind of earth is the story of a master and a slave feeding each other…
-Pregnant women are very high-ranking, right?
-Fact) Get hit by a government official
-Then, should we continue to tolerate this situation?
-I feel sorry…
“This time it’s my turn~ My slave, ah—”
-I told you not to
-It’s my turn to chew;;
I opened my mouth. Sylvia’s fork, which took a melon, approached. The firepower of the chat window rose rapidly.
-Aiming his fist at his monitor and trembling
-Life is… It’s a series of pain…
-So sweet!!!!! It’s too sweet!!!!!
– Get rid of the fork!!!!!!!!!!!
Well well.
After swallowing it all, tell me what you think.
“It’s good.”
“Hee hee, right?”
“I guess it’s because you gave it to me.”
“Me! I did too! Hehe.”
Face to face with Sylvia, who smiles bashfully, and smiles along.
-How could you do such a terrible thing with that pretty face…
-Me too, but why the hell are you guys watching this all the way??
-Sylvia’s face is the bait… You’re being scammed… It’s hard to put on…
-I’m worth watching, but it’s making a big fuss haha
– ㅇㅇㅋ It’s just nice to see.
-The old man who went out of his mind
-The host is pretty and kind, vicious and kind… !
“Puhehe, they say mukbang, but why do they do that?”
“Well, because it’s fruit?”
-Don’t pretend you don’t know, you demons.
– My face is twisted.
-They came back after the broadcast ended.
– How much? Are you not coming back?
The daily broadcasting, which was turned on for two days in a row on the papered wall of the bulletin board, continued with the sound of music. They said they would charge for diabetes treatment, that they contacted the insurance company, and that if they didn’t stop right away, they would report it as a strawberry advertisement. After a successful broadcast and a cozy night…
When the next morning dawned, we crossed the portal to see my mother-in-law.
