episode_0348
by adminShin Yu-jeong was looking at Kim Do-jin, who was kneeling in front of her mother, with eyes full of regret.
‘Tsk… , I told you to run away.’
In a way, it was a blessing in disguise.
Kim Do-jin was the one who gave advice to me, putting aside the shame I felt for staying out for not a day but two days and being cut off from contact, but he didn’t listen.
“ah! “I guess that’s why Dojin didn’t call you because he doesn’t value you very much?”
“No, that’s not it… .”
“You almost made a big mistake!”
“Now, just tell me for a moment… .”
People don’t know much.
How does my mom bully people when she’s angry?
‘I’d rather be better.’
She truly thought so.
Unlike herself, who screams loudly when angry and expresses her anger briefly and loudly, Seo Jeong-hee never raises her voice.
On the contrary, they only kill the other person by stopping them with a quiet tone of voice.
Sometimes people whisper about themselves like this.
How could such a foul-tempered daughter come from such an angelic mother?
Every time that happens, Shin Yu-jeong snorts.
‘Who do I look like?’
Unless you are a child picked up from under a bridge, it is natural that you will be born to resemble either your mother or your father.
No one else knows, but she knows.
When she was young, her personality was just as sharp as his own.
It was certain as it was information she heard from her maternal grandmother and father, who were with her during her youth.
She said that her personality became so docile after giving birth to her daughter.
So she doesn’t worry too much even if my personality is dirty.
‘I’m going to change like my mom later, too.’
If you give birth to a beautiful son or daughter, won’t you realize maternal love and become more docile?
Who will take you if you have a dirty personality?
Isn’t it over there?
A trustworthy young man struggling in front of his future mother-in-law.
“Seup… .”
What does it feel like?
The appearance of the child who resembles you and Kim Do-jin.
‘Whether it is a son or a daughter, it is certain that he will be handsome and pretty.’
He is a handsome man who has never had a knife hit his face, and he is the son of a beautiful woman, so that is only natural.
Personality… , I hope it’s mixed properly.
If it leans to one side, it won’t be easy to raise.
My father’s ability is a bit more superior, so I hope he is more gifted with that ability.
“Hehehe… .”
It unfolds in my mind.
One son, one daughter.
Going on an outing while holding your child’s hand.
‘Even though he’s a bastard who plays around as he wants, he seems somehow homely… ?’
What a strange guy.
He’s like a libertine who messes with this woman and that woman, but he’s secretly family-like.
He is the type who will do anything for a son or daughter and play well with them.
That’s why I’m worried.
‘Seup…’ , I think he would be a really good husband if I let him sit down tightly… .’
The only problem is that it is difficult.
I feel like I want to get rid of all my relationships with women, but if I do that, I’ll end up getting rid of myself.
And one more thing.
The threesome they experienced for the first time at Kim Do-jin’s request wasn’t bad either.
I thought touching another woman’s body and sharing the same man felt bad.
‘It was a different kind of fun… ?’
It was extremely awkward at first, but eventually it became more and more enjoyable.
I also discharged Kim Do-jin, who I couldn’t completely satisfy on my own, and the pleasure was different from when I was with him, and it felt like my whole body was paralyzed.
If given the chance, I would like to try it again.
I laugh bitterly at the sudden impulse that comes to me.
‘I’m going crazy because of that crazy bastard.’
I can’t believe I’m obsessed with unethical behavior.
Isn’t this the only way to lose the right to call Kim Do-jin a pervert and curse him out?
Even though I think I shouldn’t let things go on like this, another part of my mind harbors other thoughts.
‘It’s a different person, but I think it’s okay if that kid and I like each other… .’
I wonder if there is a need to pay too much attention to others when they are not going to live their lives for us.
To put it bluntly, threesomes are not legally prohibited, and they say they like it, so what can they do?
Those thoughts were rolling around and growing like a snowball.
“Are you sure it won’t happen again?”
“I promise. “You will never have to worry about communication issues again.”
“then… “Ajumma, I will trust Dojin one more time.”
It looks like the long nagging is about to come to an end.
But something feels strange.
“Are you not hungry?”
“uh… “I had a meal, but the smell of her food made me hungry.”
“oh… “It’s been a while since I had lunch. Can you take care of that?”
“Because my senses are a bit sensitive.”
“Huh, I see. Then come here. “I’ll prepare dinner for you.”
The atmosphere of the conversation between the two is very mysterious.
Obviously, considering the age, it should look like a conversation between a child and a mother… .
‘Why does it look so affectionate?’
Is it because my mother’s face has become noticeably younger?
It feels like a conversation between an older girlfriend full of maternal love and a younger boyfriend who is like an active puppy.
even… , Goes well.
“Is there anything I can help you with?”
“Yes… “There is nothing there, so just sit still.”
“Hey, I wanted to help you.”
She is reheating the pot containing the soup she ate a little while ago, and he is walking around.
The sight of them as if they were a newlywed couple wanting to stay by their side stimulated Shin Yu-jeong’s anxiety.
‘what… , Am I jealous of my mom now?’
What’s even more surprising is that this isn’t the first time I’ve felt this way.
I’ve felt this way several times before.
Whenever that happened, the two people would treat each other with such a sense of distance that others might think it was excessive, no matter how long they had known each other.
okay.
It’s like his relationship with himself, who has already seen everything he can and won’t see.
Imagination is added to the vague anxiety and it begins to take shape.
‘new year… , Hey, what kind of nonsense am I thinking right now… .’
Shin Yu-jeong shakes her head vigorously to erase the words that suddenly appear in her mind.
This is ridiculous.
No matter how much of a libertine Kim Do-jin was, there was no way he would have touched a married woman.
‘… Even if that were the case, my mother is not the kind of person who would give in to temptation.’
Even before she was rejuvenated by the 100-year evening primrose, Seo Jeong-hee was a well-known beauty in this neighborhood.
A delivery driver who occasionally delivers groceries, a delivery driver who oversees this neighborhood, a local guy, and even a bachelor.
There were countless people who approached her just to talk to her or to form an inappropriate relationship.
And none of them have even succeeded in talking comfortably with her.
That’s because my mother Seo Jeong-hee’s iron wall was strong.
Of course, it’s true that Kim Do-jin’s charm is on a different level from the neighborhood kids, but…
‘… But what happens if that happens?’
Even though I’m convinced that it can never happen, I can’t stop the provocative thoughts.
What if Kim Do-jin and my mother really become that kind of relationship?
Isn’t he a husband and father to me, and a husband and son-in-law to my mother?
“and… , crazy.”
I was so surprised by the genealogy that I wondered how it could be so twisted, and curses came out of my mouth.
Imagination has reached its peak and draws the final scene.
A ridiculous imagination of herself and her mother caressing Kim Do-jin’s cock at the same time.
With a face as red as if it were going to explode at any moment, she shook her head vigorously and went straight into the shower room, soaking her entire body with cold water in the middle of winter.
“Crazy bitch, crazy bitch… !”
Every time a stream of cold water touches your body, it creates a faint vapor.
It was because my body became so hot.
When I touch my vagina with my fingers, a sticky liquid, different from water, comes out on the tips of my fingers.
Sensing this, Shin Yu-jeong frowned and muttered as she looked at her face in the steamy mirror.
“Fuck… “Have I really become a pervert?”
This is something that cannot happen and should never happen.
It has to be that way, and that’s right.
Why does my body keep getting hotter?
She thought, raising her eyes like someone who was angry at me for seeming like I was going crazy.
“Kim Do-jin, you bastard.”
It’s all Kim Do-jin’s fault.
* * *
Savory soybean paste soup and warm rice.
When you’re drooling over a table full of various side dishes.
bang!
Despite repeatedly asking for help with his eyes, Yoo-jeong, who was chewing silently, suddenly opens and closes the bathroom door violently and enters, and the sound of water falling is heard.
Jeonghee, who was as puzzled by this as I was, tilted her head and said.
“Why is he taking a shower all of a sudden? “I wouldn’t have sweated because I didn’t exercise.”
“Iknow, right.”
As I looked earlier, I had just taken a shower and there was a faint smell of body wash. What was it?
“First, eat your meal. “You said you were hungry?”
“Oh, that’s right.”
Naturally, Jeonghee, sitting next to me, neatly arranges the side dishes every time I eat the rice with a spoon.
I just put it in my mouth and enjoy it.
“Is it delicious?”
“It’s someone else’s cooking, but it doesn’t taste good.”
It’s delicious.
Even if it doesn’t taste good, you can’t help but enjoy it.
How dare you, when you have a luxury next to you that you cannot enjoy even if you go to a Korean restaurant that costs tens or millions of won.
Wouldn’t a decent man swallow his food even if it tasted like a twisted nether world?
“I like the food Jeonghee cooks better these days than at restaurants that cost hundreds of thousands of won.”
“He too… “Anyway, can you compare that with this?”
“Oh, really.”
In fact, all the food that Juyeon ate in the apartment was expensive.
Even if I couldn’t eat dinner for the first time two days ago, it would have been worth millions of won.
“It’s okay, kid. “No amount of flattery will come out, so just eat.”
It’s true, but I don’t believe this.
Flattering didn’t produce anything, but Jeonghee’s feelings definitely improved.
In a friendly atmosphere, people eat the gobong rice pressed into their rice bowls as if they were closing their eyes.
And then strawberries came out for dessert.
Maybe it’s because it’s in season, but it’s very sweet and sour.
As the sound of water flowing from the bathroom gradually weakens, Jeong-hee goes to sit across from him instead of next to him.
She was holding a strawberry in her hand and nibbling on it when she started talking to me.
“Hey, Dojin?”
“huh?”
“… “I have one question.”
“What is it?”
“that is… , hmm.”
Jeong-hee is unable to exhale calmly and sometimes trails off.
What I’m curious about is why they’re doing that.
As I waited calmly, hiding my curiosity, she finally opened her mouth again.
“if… “Are you dating Yu-jeong?”
hmm… !
I guess I’m screwed… ?
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