397. Handsome Writer 4

Seohyun walked into the department office and encountered a suspicious group. At first glance, a common fish (?).

It's still early summer, but I already have a chubby male student who's sweating and his glasses are all dry and acne on his forehead.

Seohyun was startled when he saw them.

‘Well, what the fuck? ’

Like Seohyun said, "I'm afraid of shit so I don't want to get close to it." Seohyun tried to avoid them by sticking to the wall.

At that time, a fat student who looked like a chew duck muttered with a strange object like a vein detector in his hand.

“There is also a sense of intermittent energy around here. ”

Then, he said with an admirable look.

“Yareyare · · · · ·. Sars Taehun Samar's opserving · · ·. I can't believe I didn't find the Detection Peninsula. Why is a civilian listening to us? ”

Glasses mixed with strange Japanese language were wary of Seohyun, saying. Seohyun was amazed at the glances at him.

“Are you talking about me? ”

“Ah, you overheard something you shouldn't have heard. ”

“That's why 3D women are useless. ”

“Don't tell the story you just heard outside. Otherwise I can't guarantee your safety. ”

"Aren't these assholes crazy? ’

Seohyun was a little scared, but I felt bad for some reason.

“But what are you guys doing? This place is off-limits to peddlers. ”

“Hmph. If you knew who we were, you'd be hurt. ”

Anchovy flicks his finger up his glasses and brags like a fool. Other than that, it was a cool move, but Seohyun seemed really lacking somewhere.

“I'll pretend I didn't see you. Just go. ”

‘I feel bad for them. ’

Seohyun passed by them with a disgusting expression. They wander around the death squad building with strange equipment.

* * *

“Ah, it's hard to concentrate. ”

It was not easy to hide a woman under a desk and do something. Even if it's just to transfer a novel written in a notebook to Word.

“Mr. · · · ·. Do you want me to cover for you? ”

The democracy who finished Pella and gave her goddaughter a beating asked.

I think the batsman will be a good batsman, given his yelling skills.

“Are you a fast rider? ”

“Yes. About 500 beats per minute. ”

Please!

The democracy that mentions 500 hits per minute sped up the goddaughter.

Does that mean that the rider is as fast as the daughter hits?

I said towards democracy.

“Come outside. ”

“Yes.”

The democracy crawled under my desk and stood next to me. Your neat hair looks sexy for some reason. I slipped my hand into her skirt hand.

“You're wet. You're soaked. ”

“I sucked the owner's dick! ”

The democracy flinches as you prick your finger on the panties. The place that was already swollen was pouring out like rain. After rubbing the soft cracks with my fingers, the democracy sighed, not knowing what to do.

“Ha, ha, Lord, Lord. ”

“Take off your pants. ”

“Yes.”

The democracy cautiously pulls down the panties.

Inside the panties between your thighs, you can see a large scar.

“Hmm, you naughty boy. So immersed.”

“I'm sorry, I got naughty. ”

“All the way down. ”

“Yes.”

When the democracy took off the panties completely, I asked them to give me the panties.

“Bring it.”

“Ahh · · ·. ”

“Come on.”

Democracy was ashamed but handed me wet panties.

I picked up my panties and took them right under my nose.

“Well, Smell! ”

I took a deep breath and smelled something strange from my panties.

The democracy, who was looking at him, cried out in horror.

“Lord, Lord! The dirt. ”

“I never thought it was dirty. ”

“Ah, master · · · ·. ”

The democracy was overwhelming.

I put my panties down next to the mouse and ordered the democracy.

“Lift up your skirt. ”

“Yes.”

Democracy obeyed unconditionally as if it were a puppet. Seeing a democracy that listens well made me feel better for some reason.

"Well, with a democracy, there's no need for a sense of conquest. ’

[That's probably because you're sadistic.]

‘Obviously, Yumi and I didn't have the same uncomfortable outfits when we played. ’

When the democracy rolled up his skirt, his no-pants appeared prominently. Swinging her around smart and pretty gave me a great feeling of satisfaction.

“The place is still clean. ”

“I must always serve my master. ”

Democracy proudly said. Her fluffy, invisible buttocks reveal the white interior of her body.

“Would you like to sit up? ”

“Like this?"

As the democracy tries to sit face to face, I grab her by the waist and turn her back.

“No, I have to play like this. ”

“Ah, ah. Yes.”

As the democracy turned away, I slowly pulled my back. I've already put a fork in the spillway.

Puck!

“Hghup!”

“Well, can you write it? ”

“Oh, oh, yeah. ”

Democracy put her hands on the chaise keyboard that sits on top of me.

“You can start with the last verse. ”

“Yes, yes. ”

As the democracy began typing in a squat, I slowly bounced back and hit the beat.

Smooth.

“Ah, ah. If you shake the master too much · · ·. ”

“Why? Can't I use it? ”

“Well, I'll do something about it. ”

“Yes, it's delicious to fuck anytime. ”

“Ahh, the state, the master, when you say that, focus · · ·. ”

Huzzah, huzzah, huzzah.

“Do you masturbate thinking of me these days? ”

“· · · Yes, every day. ”

“Do you like me that much? ”

“Haa, da, of course · · ·. ”

“Even if I sleep with other women? ”

The type of democracy that was squabbling stopped at that moment.

I can't look at him sitting with my back turned, but I think he looks aggressive.

“· · You don't have to leave me, Lord. ”

“Why did I abandon you? ”

I raised my waist high and stabbed it down hard.

Phew!

“Ow!”

“You're my dick house. ”

“No, you're right. Democracy is your cock house. ”

“So I'm always preparing to be stuck. ”

“Ha ha ha ha ha, yeah, any time you want · ·. ”

Puck! Puck!

The stubborn object became incredibly firm.

I love the mindset of a submissive democracy.

‘Ah, I don't know about other women, but I can't give up my democracy. ’

[I don't think the Democrat will be able to leave you. Take a look at your liking.]

Did he get 100, too? ’

[unknown. You've never looked in a Democratic information window before.]

Really? ’

[Yes, unfortunately. The Democratic Ocean first showed its appreciation, and as soon as it had relationships, there was no need to use information windows.]

"Oh, by the way, she flinched as soon as I got out of the army. ’

Suddenly, I was curious about the democratic information window.

‘Raise the democratic information window. ’

[Yep. Ready.]

Name: Kang Min-joo (Non-virgin, temporarily 21 years and 3 months old)

Age: 26

Favor: 98/100

Openness: S

Vocal cords: clitoris, neck, cheekbones

* Love point: This is a style day that is very exciting for rough skunking.

Sexual desire index: very high

Attack Tip

* The above targets have already been targeted.

* You have completed the ‘SMMaster’ achievement by targeting the above targets.

She serves you like an owner.

She's obsessed with your assistant, who has a penchant for objectivity and a penchant for mesmerism. I don't think I can meet a man like you even if I'm born again.

She is very jealous of Song Ji-hee, your ex-girlfriend.

-Recommended Behavior: It's an aesthetic taste, but I sometimes feel deeper affection for gentle hugging. She will never betray you if you stay in a relationship sometimes.

"Ooh, 98. Almost 100. ’

[The convenience store bartender and Taekwondo girl's sixth tune are the third most powerful achievement.]

"If you achieve 100 likes three times, there will be no reward?" ’

[Unfortunately, the Wheat Party master's Great Work has no additional points. But if the patronage of the gods goes beyond dehydration, some gods may be interested in her assistant and her corruption.]

"Tsk. You're like a voyeur patient. ’

Beep!

At that moment, I heard a strong tinnitus in my head.

It was a head-burning noise, like pressing a clock right in front of you.

[State, Master, it's the Clash Race of Octopus Bridge Apps!!!]

What? What? What's wrong? "

[The Octopus app identifies the pathway to the target viewed through the info window. Perhaps Kang Min-joo has just triggered the alarm because she has never been listed!]

Who's coming this way? ’

Miss Park Seo-hyun! Approaching 10M now!]

Seo-hyun? You're the crazy bitch who chased me around after class! ’

I was careless.

There's no way that stalker bitch is stepping back gently.

[Currently 8M!]

Uh, what do we do? ’

[You need to buy some time!]

“Wait a minute, it's a democracy. ”

“Haha, haha · · ·. ”

“Stop it. ”

The democracy that was forcefully guarding was tightly stopped.

“What's the matter, my lord? Maybe you don't like it. ”

“I think someone's coming. ”

“To the academy?”

“Can't you hear the footsteps? ”

“Well, I didn't hear that. ”

Of course I can't hear you. It is impossible to detect the sensation of a stalker approaching with a deafening sound, even if you have good hearing.

But I shuddered like someone who heard something because I had to hide the existence of the app.

“No, I think someone's coming. Just get up.”

The democracy rises with a sad expression.

Even my close-knit objects could not hide their shame, and they chattered.

“Is there nowhere to hide? ”

“Classroom?”

“The door's locked. You can't go out there. ”

“Hey, there's nowhere to hide. ”

Seo Hyun comes in when I open the door now.

However, if you keep the door locked, you will be trapped. Seohyun who is persistent will wait until the door opens.

We have to get out of here somehow.

I glanced around, throwing my gaze through the window.

‘Damn, this is the third floor. ’

* * *

In front of the classroom, Seohyun checked the door sign because he was absent and laughed.

Look at this. I just saw you go in. You're absent, right? ’

Seohyun ran the video recording and put the phone in his pocket. She turns the knob of her classroom door so she can get it out and hit the scene right away.

Of course, the door was locked.

‘I knew it. Lee Dou Hoon, you are now a rat in poison. ’

Seohyun pounded on the door of the classroom with a fierce gaze that was unique to the stalker.

Boom, boom!

“Teacher, please open the door! ”

Boom, boom!

“I saw you go in. Open the door! ”

Seohyun was very excited as usual.

I hated the doctrine of disobeying my warning and wandering around, but I couldn't bear the anger when I thought of the assistant democrat who teased such a lesson from noon to noon.

You're a slut! ’

The rebuker is a lesson, but the humiliated democracy has done it.

Seohyun was mourning his teachings, so I couldn't blame him.

‘It only takes time. I'm going to dump all the rumors at school! ’

She doesn't realize that her accusations do significant damage to him. No, even if he did, he thought he could take responsibility for the lesson.

‘I need to feed him. ’

She had been thrown out of the university one day, reaching her delusion of being a teacher and feeding herself.

Boom, boom!!

“Assistant teacher!!! Open the door!! ”

Heave-ho!

Then the door of the assistant room opened.

A democracy who had been grooming clothes through the door suddenly met Seohyun with a stiff face.

“Who's so rude? You're a first-grader, Seo-hyun Park. ”

“Why won't you open the door while you're inside? ”

Seohyun was also in the midst of democracy.

In the eyes of the preconceived stalker, democracy was just a corrupt educator toying with young lessons.

“I'm here to print out some materials for the graduate seminar. And you're more rude than you look? Why do I have to tell my students to lock my office door? Didn't you see the sign that she's absent? ”

Seohyun looked around the academic office like meerkats, ignoring democracy. However, Kang Min-joo blocked the entrance.

“Step aside.”

“Why would I do that? ”

Democracy was always obedient in front of the doctrine, but it was not originally a pleasant personality. Song-Ji-hee, who was also called the queen bee, had a strong charisma among her peers. Moreover, I thought that I would use the authority of the senior assistant from the undergraduate department appropriately.

Despite the cold expression of democracy, Seo Hyun never lost.

“I just want to make sure! ”

“So what? ”

“If you go in there, you'll see! ”

“Student Seo-hyun Park. You realize this is very rude, right? ”

Seohyun hesitated in warning of democracy.

As a model student, she couldn't ignore the influence of the academic assistant.

Although not a professor who gave credit, being photographed by her as a bridge between a student and a professor could exhaust her college life.

However, it was not important for Seohyun who had already lost his eyes.

‘There must be something bothering you. You'll be begging me all the time if you just bust a crime scene. ’

Seohyun pushed the democracy into a daze and went inside.

After a brief physical struggle, Seo Hyun, who succeeded in entering Gekko's classroom, swung his head to find lessons.

But the doctrine was nowhere.

Hey, what's going on? ’

And behind her, a cold-expressing democracy stares at her.

End

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