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CW// NSFW🔞
Chapter 88 will contain smuts.
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Our forehead touched and the tip of his nose rubbed mine. When I tilted my head slightly, his lips touched mine. A warm chunk of flesh penetrated through the overlapping soft lips. The kiss that tickled and licked every corner of my mouth was infinitely soft.  Thanks to this, the tickling heat subtly spreads throughout my body. My ears were tickling, my lower abdomen was tickling, and my soles were tickling. His hot breath made my face felt tingling.

   “…I'm glad. I’ll give you the key, so use it comfortably.”

   It meant that it was okay for him to come here as if its his house even if it was not necessarily the time to meet me. It's an empty space anyway, so it doesn't matter if he comes and lives here. No, actually... I hoped he would live in this house. Even more so considering that debt collector that comes without calling first like this morning that will bother him. Money is something you can earn and pay back.  I've never experienced how much that kind of bullying dries up people's blood, but I've seen people become devastated on a few occasions.

   Yoon Hee-gyeom murmured with laughter as we continued kissing, not clingy, but not too light, sucking only the lips.

   “It sounds more and more like hwadae.”

   At the blurred line between the truth and the joke, I laughed too.

   "Why? Should I have put it under your name?"

   At that moment, Yoon Hee-gyeom knocked me and pushed me down. Thanks to that, I was buried to the bed, and Yoon Hee-gyeom comes up directly above me. He began to kiss my mouth, which burst into laughter because of the absurdness. My lips were swallowed in a hurry and his hot tongue penetrated deep. Yoon Hee-gyeom's weight was weighing on me. He rubbed himself between my gaping legs. I could feel his excitement between the pants. Once again, his horribly swollen genitals were as great as I felt, making me speechless.

  Even though I did not get tired last night, my back was still sore, my legs were throbbing, and I was sore from the anus to the inside. Still, my heart was filled with anticipation with my cock pounding and tingling underneath and I was feeling absurd of myself.

  However, Yoon Hee-gyeom did not try to take off my clothes immediately. For a while, he kissed me hurriedly, sometimes gently, then grabbed my cheeks and whispered.

  “…Until the movie is done...  I may not be able to come to Seoul anymore.”

  “…….”

  I lost my words for a moment.

 No, I decided to provide a house. I was about to frown for a moment when he said that he couldn't come often, but I was relieved.  I thought, at least, they wouldn't chase him to the filming location for money.

  “….Yang Hyun-ji would still argue about it that you would have to take off one day a week.”

  Yoon Hee-gyeom laughed bitterly at what I said. Even if he doesn't, it was because of Yang Hyun-ji that he had a holiday once a week, or at least once every two weeks, which doesn't include filming.  She wanted to take a break, and these days, using the excuse that the welfare of the filming staff is important, she forced a holiday, and the production company couldn't refuse it because of President Yang's intervention.  Even then, the production cost was so low that it seemed that they could no longer afford it. Oh shit, eventhough its like that. Since he can't hardly come, shouldn't he take a day off every ten days or even one day a week?  I brought Yoon Hee-gyeom to this house with difficulty-

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