
Hyeon tore Myung's lingerie made Myung round her eyes. "I'm kidding Hyeon-ah aaaahhh" Myung couldn't help but endure the strange turmoil. Hyeon smiled faintly at Myung's reaction to his actions.
Hyeon launched his action by sniffing*p and biting Myung's squishy hill made Myung moan pleasure. But Myung's brain seemed to order Myung to push Hyeon from above him.
Myung's upper body cover had already vanished even barely shaped due to the forced tear from Hyeon. Myung began to gather his consciousness, and pushed Hyeon's chest away from the top.
Hyeon mengu*bu Myung chest so it raises the former ownership there. After being satisfied Hyeon observed the results of his actions. Myung covered his chest with both hands.
Hyeon wanted to make a mark again but in a different place. Hyeon raised Myung's hand up again and sniffed the squishy vibe again making Myung endlessly sigh.
Chequelek
"Hyung, we can be late, aaaaa my eyes" Seung Ki covered his face with both hands.
"Fucking bully" Hyeon covered Myung's body with a blanket and moved from Myung's body after Myung's entire body was covered perfectly.
"Can you knock on the door first?" hyeon's countenance implied an anger as her activities were interrupted. Seung Ki held a smile from his lips with all his might. It would be dangerous if that smile were to be emitted.
"Hyung, I'm sorry"
"QUICK SAY!"
Myung laughs under the covers making Seung Ki laugh as well.
"Hurry now! It's our last day of practice" Seung Ki closed the door.
"Why are you laughing?" Hyeon stared intently at Myung.
Myung paid no heed to the sharp gaze, Myung lifted her blanket so as not to sag, Myung walked into the bathroom while laughing mockingly at Hyeon.
At the dining table Myung unceasingly let out a mocking smile at Hyeon.
"What time is Myung noona?" Seung Ki blinked his eyes side by side as if coding Myung.
"Why look at me?" Hyeon asked in a sombre tone.
The one at the dinner table laughed except for Hyeon. Ye Jun laughed the loudest because Seung Ki told the whole story without being left behind in the slightest.
Hyeon ate with a loud voice. Myung held onto his stomach from laughing too much.
"Hyeon-ah" Myung patted Hyeon's thigh making Hyeon jump in shock. Forgetting that Myung did not move his hand from Hyeon's thigh made Hyeon die of restraint.
Myung was astonished by Hyeon.
"Hyeon-ah did something happen? Why are you so tense?" Myung moves into Hyeon's lap and checks Hyeon's body temperature.
"Not hot" Myung seemed to think hard.
"I'm fine, but I'd be better off if you get out of my lap" Hyeon said flatly but unobtrusively Hyeon wrapped her hand around Myung's waist to keep it from falling.
Myung who understood the direction of their conversation immediately moved from Hyeon's lap.
"I go first" Myung passed from the presence of the three men at the dinner table.
***
Today's activity feels so fast passing, even now Myung is being persuaded by Hyeon to be willing to be done by makeup. Tonight is the night of the awards show.
Hyeon wants to make Myung the brightest star tonight.
"Come on Myung-ah, it's just a little while" Hyeon raised Myung's body to sit on the available makeup chair.
CONNECTIVITY 🙂🙂🙂