825. End of Term Season25

Taeyoung started her daughter in the first semester of the fourth grade of elementary school. It was too early for men to start masturbating until they reached the average middle school.

Taeyoung assured me that if he had saved time and studied, Seoul would have been the best protégé of his generation to build Noah's ark on three high-capacity hards reaching 8TB.

He is a genre of Cebu (?).

“SM folder · · · ·. There you are.”

As the amount of wildlife grew, he categorized wildlife by applying the decimal taxonomy used in the library as well. Once inside the SM folder, the details reopened.

Taeyoung clicked on one of the femme items.

Within it, again, the East and the West are divided, and ultimately, they are divided into 1: 1 and groups. It is not just the number and the name of the actor that I memorize. Taeyoung's Ark itself was the history of Taeyoung and was worthy to call it the genealogy of life.

After reflecting on the video, Taeyoung reaffirmed that the visit was locked. Ever since he was kicked out of the house with a headset and plugged in his ears, even though he may have been on speaker before, he's always been a little overzealous when he's yelling.

At that time, an angry father threw his body to the ground, and if it had been smashed to the ground, he would have felt like he had really lost a part of his life.

“Yes, today is your day. ”

Taeyoung, with a wipe on his desk, unzips and shakes the sheep by himself. At one time, I used to use Kwak Tissue or Scroll, but I felt self-conscious after being stuck in a pod, so I preferred wipes even if it cost a little money.

Aah, aah, aah!

The 7.1-channel stereoacoustic headset emitted a faint correlation.

Taeyoung, who could not conceive of sound, as well as video, had installed expensive soundblaster equipment, not built into the mainboard, to satisfy both eyes and ears. Part of why he's called a pro.

“Huff, huff, huff, yes, this is it, huff! ”

Please!

I lifted Taeyoung's hand tremendously.

Hands are faster than eyes.

Taeyoung's technique, which had been in the car for 10 years of her daughter's life, was surprising. The pressure on his fingertips, which insisted on the rhythmic wrist snap and vocal chords, quickly drove him to his peak.

Ta-da, ta-da, ta-da!

My hands are now so fast that I can't even see them.

Is he a god or a god?

If there is a daughter's god, any act of marriage that does not lack to be called Taeyoung or Taeyoung.

“Ugh!”

Just before Taeyoung finally reaches orgasm.

Burrrrrrr!

The phone that was on the computer desk vibrated.

“Oh, my gosh! ”

Taeyoung was furious, stopping his behavior. The monitor screen stopped at the scene of a foreign woman in a pinned leather garment forcefully beating a naked man to death.

“Oh dear, just before the cheap. · · · ”

Taeyoung thought it was one of the motivations for playing the game just now. They were the only ones I could call late at night.

“Huh?! ”

Taeyoung, who checked the sender, doubted his eyes.

The person who made the call was a distraction.

Taeyoung suddenly makes a sudden move on the phone. Instead of answering the phone, he quickly took out his wipes and wiped his dirty hands.

I felt blasphemous for some reason that I was picking up on the phone with her. Taeyoung, who received a polite phone call with both hands, said in a nervous tone.

“Hello? ”

It's Tae-young, right?

“Uh, uh, it's me. What's going on at this hour? ”

Although they exchanged contact information for a meeting, it was the first time they had actually spoken on the phone. No matter how nervous he was, his symbol, which had just been unfolded, quickly shrunk.

You left a message. Are you busy? Should we hang up?

Taeyoung was moved. I can't believe you thought you were being read to me! Taeyoung replied, puzzled in his wildest mind.

“Oh, no! You called too late. ”

What do you mean, too late? It's only past 11: 00.

After checking Taeyoung's time on the computer, it was a little after 11 o'clock. It was like an early evening for Taeyoung, a gamer, but it must have been an ambitious time to talk to women.

Especially if the opponent is a thumb.

To focus on the call, Taeyoung forcibly shut down the computer and climbed into bed.

‘Ah, it's so sudden, I don't know what to say. What am I supposed to say? ’

Tae-young, who thought she had to open her mouth more than the silence was prolonging, said anything.

“W-well, did the sacrifice go well? ”

Uh, roughly. I'm just gonna climb up to my room.

“Ahh · · ·. ”

I felt bad for not responding to the tap.

‘Ahh · · ·. You're such a loser. ’

In fact, Tae-young had given up halfway.

He had not read it for a long time, but he realized that he had suddenly misunderstood the feeling of order in his unresponsive attitude.

However, such a sad emotion disappeared like snow in the middle of a disturbance. Taeyoung was delighted and eager to jump on the bed.

I knew it! I knew it! I knew I wasn't wrong! ’

“Haha, you don't have to worry about it. I just wanted to do it because I'm busy. ”

Tae Young.

Suddenly, the egg settles down.

Taeyoung listened to the call, swallowing his saliva, thinking that Jung Egg was going to tell something important.

“Ugh, yeah. Tell me.”

Do you like me?

“Huff!”

Taeyoung, who was stabbed, makes strange noises without even knowing it. I knew you were angry, but I didn't expect you to ask this openly.

Answer me.

“Oh, no, I mean, I... ”

In fact, I wanted to confess beautifully.

While having a heated daily conversation, I wanted to impress and show sincerity at the crucial moment.

But after asking so blatantly, I couldn't figure out how to deal with it. I felt like I'd lost my player.

Is that it?

“Ugh, hmm · · · ·. What to say · · · ·. It's so sudden.”

Just answer me honestly.

‘I knew it was him, but I didn't expect the phone call to go off like this. ’

Her voice was 180 degrees different from the beating. It was a cute and lovely voice, like a shy college girl, without despising or yelling at him.

“Yes, that's right. I think I like you. ”

Somehow · · ·. Now I understand.

“What, what? ”

No, your actions today. Actually, I'm a little confused.

“Really?"

That's why I thought he was joking. I don't know. He was being mean. I hate playing with people's minds.

“Ah, ah · · · ·. I wasn't kidding. I mean it.”

But we barely know each other. Don't you think?

Taeyoung swallows his saliva.

What the hell is he trying to say?

You want to buy us some more time?

I'm sorry, are you not my type?

Taeyoung waited for the answer with a nervous face.

It was a moment of nervousness that felt like a minute.

I'm sorry.

Taeyoung's expression suddenly darkened.

When he said he was sorry, it was more likely that it was a complete rejection. Tae-young, who was disappointed, sighed deeply, but Jung was speaking.

I still feel confused.

?!

The answer is different than expected.

There, Taeyoung saw the hope of work.

That's why I think I need to be sure.

“What makes you so sure? ”

The egg settles down and asks.

I'm sure you like me.

“Uh, how? What do you want me to do? ”

Can you do everything I say?

Taeyoung nods madly.

“Ugh, yeah! Just say it.”

He was already a prisoner of love.

* * *

Word of guidance flowed from the navigation. However, it was not easy to find the store that Huiju mentioned even though the store was a complicated entertainment.

Should I call her? ’

You turn on the emergency blink, stop in the corner of the alley, and call Juju.

“Hee-joo, I think I'm here. ”

Brother, have you arrived?

Juju lets out an unusual snoring sound.

‘What is it? Have you been drinking a lot? ’

I didn't know how drunk he was because I was chatting with him earlier. At that moment, I heard a sigh next to me.

Hey, Hee-joo. Show me your boyfriend's face.

Yeah, I came all this way to say hi. You haven't shown us yet.

It sounded like my friends decided to go to the club with me. Wait, but what boyfriend?

[Didn't I tell you before that you had to call your boyfriend and leave in the middle?]

‘Ah, yes. ’

No, you'll feel burdened.

Hey, Hee-joo, would you do that?

That's right. He never showed us. Are you a cyber boyfriend?

It seemed that Juju was being attacked while listening to the conversation.

No, I probably didn't tell her to listen to me on purpose. While keeping quiet, Heeju said.

Brother, my friends keep asking me to introduce you. Can you come up here for a second?

“What? What are you talking about? Why me?"

No! They won't let me go unless you show them.

Huh, well.

I don't know what you look like.

I said while I was being thorough.

“Hee-joo, I'm not your boyfriend. What if your friends get the wrong idea? ”

Wait a minute, brother.

For a moment, the voices of your friends become more frequent and the surroundings become quiet.

Probably moved the place for a call.

Heeju originally told me in his voice.

I'm sorry, brother. No offense, but can you just pretend to be my boyfriend once?

“No, why would I do that? ”

No · · · ·. I'm in the middle of it. My friends won't believe me.

“You heard me on the phone, right? ”

Older brother. Just once.

It wasn't the usual cool liquor.

It was a masculine plea.

I felt strange and asked Juju why.

“Tell me the truth. What's the real reason? Why would you call me there? ”

Will you listen to me if I tell you?

“Let's hear it. ”

Whew.

Heeju sighs deeply and says like a quickfire.

My friends, actually, they're very pretty. So they're all handsome. I've never bought a lot of guys' faces before, but they only date handsome brothers all the time.

“So?”

They've been a little jealous of me lately because I've gotten pretty. But they know I'm not a plaster guy. That's why I can't even do that, and suddenly I'm talking about my boyfriend.

“What are you talking about? ”

Women have it in them. Secretly ignoring people. They've been looking down on me. He's ugly, but he flirts with men with his body. But when I got pretty, all of a sudden I hit on my boyfriend. What does he look like? Is he tall?

Given the situation, it seems that Hee Joo had a lot of pride.

If you're pretty, doesn't your boyfriend still suck? It was so upsetting. That's why I did it. He's tall and he's got a car.

“Is that really me? ”

I'm sorry I sold you out. I didn't mean to. I'm just upset. But, brother, the kids are going to talk to you today anyway. He didn't even tell me he was with us. Can't you just come over here and pretend you're her boyfriend for one day?

I was sorry to hear that.

Above all, I hated my friends who looked at alcohol.

When my friend was pretty, he would be happy and celebrate, but I hated the thought of him being angry because he was equal to himself.

Of course, I used to ignore the fact that I grinded liquor.

But I couldn't stand the thought of others ignoring the liquor I made beautiful.

After all, Juju is my partner.

“Okay, I'm just waiting. I'll be right there. ”

Are you sure? Thanks, bro! You're awesome.

“Where are you? I arrived earlier, but I still can't find him. ”

Excuse me, can you see the misstop there?

“Convenience store · · · · ·. There he is."

Yeah, it's on the left corner of the building. I want a hoffle.

“Okay, I'm on my way. ”

I get out of the car and head to the Hop House, where Juju waits.

I wanted to set an example for my friends who ignored me.

"Rossi, what's in it for someone else? ’

Charm? Are you trying to seduce Hee-joo's friends?]

‘No, I don't even feed them. I just have to look attractive to make you feel sick. ’

[You're still quite charming.]

‘No, that's not good enough. Far more than I've ever wanted to take it from you before. I envy Juju so much that I want to die. ’

That much? Aren't you being generous?]

‘In the future, I will be the only one who can be called a grinding wench. Who do you think you're ignoring? ’

I was on fire for a while.

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