992. Falling Stars 52

I hid the trail of booze one by one as the night went deeper. Like all great drinks, only a true small-batch remains at the end.

One of them was Joe, who was the main water. I was encouraging my subordinates as the Holy Water per share was holding steady.

"Don't overdo it. Shoot as much as you want."

"What do you mean, one shot at most?"

"I understand. Drink."

There was something contradictory about it, but everyone stayed put because the atmosphere was so good. The same was true of the tune that we had been together from the beginning. She was a sunflower after he joined her.

'You're always so cool.'

The lesson was a comfortable churning, but it stood out. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a military affair among men. I felt a little blue for a moment in the expression of the tune looking at his face.

'Of course, I'm not the only one who thinks that....'

Unlike Jung Ming, who was just watching quietly, she had been chatting with him for a long time. She looks at her teachings as if no one else would care, and a heavy stone is placed on her heart.

'Phew, I'm worried if you're too popular.'

Jeong Yin was more confident of loving him than any woman here. However, I wondered if he would think the same. Her position toward learning was closer to a fan club looking at Idol.

I want to be close, but it's like a universal lover.

I couldn't help but wonder when I had sex with him.

My heart was sad, and I stood up.

"Let me talk to you for a minute."

"At this hour?"

"It's past 12: 00."

"My mom always asked me to call her before she went to bed late. You're worried."

"Jeez, Jeongyeon is a good girl. Bye."

When I woke up, the lesson I was looking at earlier stood up a moment later.

"I need to use the bathroom."

"Oh, don't just smash it on the wall over there."

"Heheh heh, man, that's a road trip, isn't it?"

"That's the big one, Ana."

He went to the bathroom, avoiding his alcoholic predecessors chattering. Of course, finding the bathroom was a lie. He hurls toward the wall like a thunderbolt, and leaps over the high wall in one gorgeous shot, like a ninja.

Bang!

The heavy weight makes a thumping sound on the landing.

[Where are you sneaking off to?]

Don't you see? He's out there on the phone looking for a tune. '

Learned to go over the wall and out of the barracks, he lowered his posture in the dark and headed for the gate. As expected, Jung Ming was on the phone with her mom outside the gate, avoiding loud drinks.

"… Uh, Mom. I'm about to go to bed."

"No, no, I didn't drink much."

"Yes, it was fun. I think we're good to go."

He was eavesdropping on Jung Yin's phone and tilted his head.

"You sound a little low for fun. '

[Are you tired?]

'Well, it was from wrestling to underwater riding.'

The tone of the call is about to return, and a lesson protruding out of the darkness grabs her in the back. I planned to surprise him with my eyes closed behind my back. But who was in the mood? In high school, Taekwondo was already good enough to advance the military.

Reflexively developed self-defense with a misunderstood tone of discipline from behind. He rolls his left foot and stabs him in the temple with his elbow.

"How dare you!"

The move was so fast and bitter that I had to be taught.

"Ugh!"

At least he was able to prevent the elbow tack of the sinew aiming at the temple with his hands because his reflexes were fast.

Then, the heart of acknowledging the doctrine asked in a surprised voice.

"Oh, did you learn?"

"Wow, you're kidding me. Your palms should be thinner and thinner."

"Uh, when did you get out? Wealth, definitely…."

It was not the same reason why I mistakenly mistook Jing for discipline. Since there was only one entrance to the private residence, he could not enter without going through himself standing at the door, and of course he mistook the doctrine as an intruder from the outside.

"I jumped."

"Ah…. I'm sorry. You don't know. Are you okay?"

He looks down on you.

"I think my dorsal bones are crushed...."

"Oh! Really?"

"I'm kidding. Let's go somewhere else."

The lesson about being caught by the hinderer while standing around at the door shifted the place. I felt helpless as I saw the limp lessons on the way.

"Are you sure you're okay? I'm sorry, I suddenly thought someone was chasing me..."

"With that kind of self-defense, I'll kill every last one of them."

"Ugh... I don't even know how to react..."

The limp finds a place to rest.

It was an octagon at the mouth of the town. It was mostly empty because it was time for the elderly to come together and talk.

"Let's sit over there."

As soon as he sat down in his sperm, his heart bursts out, kneeling before him and taking off his shoes.

"Brother, take a look. Maybe he's really hurt."

"It's okay. Get up."

He quickly raises his voice to the ground.

"Because I'm sorry."

"No. It's also my fault for playing around without saying a word. And it's really okay. It doesn't hurt now."

He twists his ankle to show off his strength as if he had seen it.

The tune is a worrying look, but fortunately, it sits carefully next to him, judging that the bone is intact.

"I'm sorry, brother."

"Why do you keep apologizing? I'm more sorry."

"But…."

"If you're sorry, come sit over here."

As he sat down, he pounded the side with his palm. Jung Yin was surprised and looked around. It's not very far from the private residence, so I was worried about who would come.

"If anyone watches..."

"Someone's coming at this hour. Ah, my feet hurt suddenly..."

"Ze, really?"

"So get over here."

He shifts slightly to the side, shy of the power of the disciples. But it was still a long way away.

"This much?"

"Oh, really."

He extends his arm to the side and pulls it close to the side of his tune.

"It's Mommy!"

"Stay close to me like this."

I couldn't lift my head because I was ashamed of the tightness of my body.

"This, like this..."

"Why? No?"

"No, I don't hate it..."

"You waited a lot today, didn't you?"

"Yes?"

"I noticed that it was hard to move. I've been wanting to come to you for a long time, but I've been turning around in fear of getting too wet."

"Ah…. It's okay, I... I wasn't bored at all because Seong-soo amused me."

"Mr. Vice President?"

"Yes, he praised me for being a good athlete."

"Well, I admit that."

Taun sincerely thanked me for the motor skills of the tune that he showed me during the day. It was a self-defense technique that would have fallen in one blow if it had just been a normal person.

'You recognize the Holy Water.'

[Is Master recognizing Master?]

'No, but I think it's great to see people who can't exercise because their conscience is so strong. In fact, if you hadn't been injured in high school, you'd already be in the hills.'

[I see.]

"But you're popular."

"Yes? Me? Me?"

The two of them were so close that their mouths touched their faces to speak. The tune kept turning back and forth to be ashamed and embarrassed.

"No, I don't..."

"I didn't. I thought you were the only one we and half the boys were seeing...."

"Don't joke about that."

I hated the tune, but I thought he was underestimating it. Maybe after this swim camp, there will be more schools and boys who pay attention to Jung Yin.

"I'm not kidding."

"You're much more popular than I am."

"Me?"

"You'll like us and all the girls."

"Really?"

"Yes."

I said with a bitter look on my face. Now we're stuck together like this, but it wasn't officially recognized. Because it was a secret between the two, I had no right to stop other women from liking lessons.

'No, even if I had been with my brother, he probably wouldn't have cared.'

There were many girls who didn't care whether they had a girlfriend or not. However, he was a difficult opponent in many ways.

"I don't care if it is."

"?"

"Because I only have you."

"Ah, ah."

The tone of acknowledgment makes my face red.

He wrapped around his waist and said, tightening his hand.

"That's why I followed you out here. I want to be alone."

"Well, thank you."

"I wanted to talk to you, but Nayeon kept talking..."

"I know. Nayeon likes you, too. Like me..."

"Nayeon? I don't know about her."

[Wow, you've got some nerve.]

So what do we do? Are you saying you've slept with all of us and the girls once? To be so naive? '

[However, you will be punished.]

'I don't want to hurt my heart even if I get the punishment later.'

"You too.... I'd be disappointed to hear that."

"Nayeon is just a posterity. Green is behind, Kyung-hee is behind. I know I'm the boss, but I can't take care of everyone."

'Did I tell you the truth?'

You're the co-conspirator?]

'Oh, by the way, I think you've done it all once.'

[Truly, you're amazing.]

"Thank you, brother..."

"Thank you. I'm more thankful and sorry."

When he looked at Jung Yin, his face shining under the moonlight could not be so lovely. I felt even the sound of my breath as I was too close.

He couldn't help but kiss his lips.

The tune closes its eyes and accepts Taun's tongue.

At that moment, however, Taun vomited without knowing how much pain he was suffering.

"Aah!"

"What's the matter, brother?"

His big object, which finished the last 5 minute cut against him, was the pain of burning the prostate by re-erecting it while he was kissing with his tune.

He quickly opened his lips without being able to speak.

"Well, that's..."

"Are you sick?"

"Sorry. I was practicing volleyball with Yumi, actually."

"Yes, he's getting ready for the game tomorrow."

"That's when Yumi's spike ball hit this place."

"Huh! Are you sure? Are you okay?"

He knew it was crucial enough to put a guard on because he had fought men occasionally. And if you make a mistake, you roll up in a trench with a guard on.

"I thought I was feeling better... Since I'm with you, I suddenly grow up...."

"Ah, ah. Because of me, then."

"No, that's why you did it. The problem is this guy gets up on his own."

"There you go. You're in so much pain. What do you do?"

"It's not that bad. I've been hit by a ball a few times in football, but it's okay after a night's sleep."

"Ah…."

The heartbeat lets out a breath of relief.

He lied and had a guilty conscience.

I can't tell you that because you fuck so many other women.

[Tsk, tsk. What's this about?]

'Things got a little out of hand. I'll be sure to make a note of it tomorrow.'

[I'm getting thrown out of the frying pan.]

"Dump it, man. Even if I say it... '

[You asked Yang to wait until dawn.]

'You know, I wanted to do something about it, but I thought you might get hurt by Aunt Mayumi.'

I felt even more sorry for the lesson of listening to Rossi's pinkie.

In fact, he also had a shallow idea in his heart that he would understand if he passed it on today.

However, I felt sorry for pushing all the other women and not being able to use my strength in front of her.

"Well…. I can't do it with you because I'm like this...."

His hand, which was wrapped around his waist, slowly turned to his golden chest and pressed down on his fine chest.

"Ah, ah! Brother"

"Can I help you if you're having trouble?"

I immediately halted my conscience, waiting for the hidden touch of Learned. I simply rubbed my chest on my clothes, but my nipples stood still and my panties got wet. Actually, the panties were already wet when I kissed them.

"Oh, no. My brother is tired..."

"That's hard, not fingers."

He waves more boldly.

I put my hand on the neck of my tunic, which was covered in a thin tissue, and I caught a clumsy chest. It was soft and tender.

"Oh, if you do this..."

Jung Yin refused, but he couldn't shake his hand. It was because he was so persistent in his teachings. Taun lifted up his bra cup and teased his heart, pinching his nipples.

"Ah, ah..."

The body's genius Jung Yin was quick to get up because there was also a sense of sensitivity. My ears are red and my breath is rough. Blood gushed from my panties.

"Oh, if you're really like this..."

"Hold still. I can't enjoy it, but you should."

He shrugs once, and lifts his tunic top from below.

Ends.

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