1 Chapter 1 Who is the Father?
There were two lines.
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"N-no... No way..."
To some, those two lines could be the best news. And to others, those two lines could be the worst news.
"Oh, this is not it. It cannot be done."
Heewon screamed and screamed in a horrible scream and pulled her head.
"I have to try again. I can't believe this."
Hee-won, who was about to get out of bed and try to go out, sat down on the bed again, sighing as if the ground will swallow her whole.
"This cant be right..."This has to be wrong. Im going to take another test.
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What am i going to do now??!!
I've done enough tests. Heewon breathe deep and thought logically. Not all of those piled up in Korea could have broken down,right?
It is said that the average length of sperm is about 0.05 mm.
The distance that the little guys who can't even see with the naked eye must wave their tails polarly and swim that 10cm.
Aye, barely.
You might think so, but assuming that the sperm is the height of a person, 10 cm is a tremendous distance over 4 km.
In addition, the road to the egg is close to a compact, unpaved road without any street light and a turn signal.
What kind of sticky guy survived and got there?
Humph Of course, her egg is so fascinating.
It might have a scent that is hard to root, but if it's a sperm that resembles my master, I should at least have the degree of helplessness that I can't easily see.
Somehow, this damn thing was just waving its one tail and putting a decent head on her egg like Altoran.
The sperm owner, who met for the first time on the historic day when Heewon took the mitten, clearly had the help of not even giving attention to the flirting temptation. Ja-tae was so close to the work of art that she seemed to be a small comfort in her dangerous attempts.
What's more, just talking about how much knowledge he had in many ways, he was able to feel the orgasm he had only known in theory.
The eyes of the almond-shaped eyes with fine eyelids and abundant eyelashes settled brightly.
That thing was hard.
What about the scent that smells, and the subtle scent that surrounds him continues to hover over her nose without being irritating.
In a word, it was a masterpiece among the masterpieces equipped with visual, auditory, and olfactory beauty.
Hee-won scored so generously that the sneaky human had a very persistent body.
He had to be aware of it from the time she found a place where she could sleep even though she was surrounded by dark darkness at the request of Heewon, who wished to turn off the light.
When I think again, it really has a professional scent
I felt it, but now I'm blinded by the unpleasant pleasures, and now I'm paying for the price of selling the soul.
"No."
If you're a professional, you shouldn't have to adjust it yourself What can I do to make two lines, and what can I do?
"Hey"
Hee-won, surprised by the open door without notice, leaned over the tester stacked on the dressing table and hid all her energy.
"What are you doing anyway?"
"Well, can we still live with respect for each other's privacy?"
"What are you talking about? Since when have we ever had privacy?" If you hig that table hard it will mark on your belly."
"Yes. " "Ah, yes? Yes, then try hard to get into the belly... "
Do you know what to do? What else are you doing? Uh?" Hiran inquired.
"A-haha nothing, nothing at all. Doing some decorating Ha ha"
"Well, keep at it". Heewon almost breath a long sigh of relief not until hiran zoomed in and held her back.
"Is that what you thought I'd say?!"
Ugh.
Miran shove her lightly and saw the two white sticks on the table. She stared at the two pink parallel lines.
"Well, that's what Miran said, what's going on here? You... did not tell me you had a boyfriend and that there's going to be a guy who's so persistent and making two lines at that... … ."
"Are you pregnant? Congratulations."
It was A girl who was unmarried in front of a friend whose yet to wed too and was actually saying congratulations. "Well, well, thank you."
"Who's the dad?"
This was one of the most unacceptable parts of the wish.
"I don't know who it is." Hee-hee murmured, muttered the words, and Miran's eyes climbed up one inch.
"Well, look at this. You are like a quiet cat at first. Look at you, your just a loyal one route school-home 27 year single lady, where did this come from? When? Care to share?"
Hee-won shed her eyes with bloody eyes. "Lee Hiran, it's not like that. I know who it is, but I don't know who he is."
"I know who I am, but I don't know who... Huh, you're not even a one night?"
Hiran looked with a smile and raised a disagreement, and Heewon looked with a twisted smile. "Well, I usually say that."
"Then did you do that day, a month ago, or did you do it the day you came in?" -Yes, that day.
I would have even confessed once. In order to protect the three Musketeers who seemed perfect, Heewon held her rotting heart and pressed her heart against Min-wook to hide her feelings of oppression and even felt betrayal.
Hee-won wasn't rash enough to think of one night alone, because all of this was because of the bitterness of the honesty and coolness, and Mi-ran, who showed extreme shamefulness.
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Two months ago, Miran visited me and appeared only after midday on Saturday after a frigid Friday night, literally a burning Friday night.
"Minwook's technique is awesome. If I knew this, I would have done it." Wow, tis was good.
Heewon never knew that the technique that Miran was talking about wasn't referring to "the skill or ability to perform musical instruments, songs, or exercises that are excellent in Korean language dictionaries."
Hey, hey, you really, uh, guys. Huh."
I couldn't help being impressed by the erosion that impressed himself like a criminal.
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"Huh, Heewon am very excited. Are you so good? Haven't you taken a maden guy?" Mi-ran's technique was a good hand, and she grinded Heewon's back coolly.
"What do you think is important? Where did you meet the guy? "
Heewon had no choice but to smile and smile.
"I think the time you know is right." "It's the year I will kill! I drove you into the pit of evil. I know you registered me as a member to write it like that, are you a bitch?"
"Maybe a better man than a cheap bar might come. … "Hee-won mumbled, and in a word, Mi-ran was astonished as if she was going to grab her back. "Huh, yes, let's stay calm, Jang Hee-won. … ."shut up! I don't know anything"
Isn't it?" "Face? Body? Hairstyle?" Heewon looked at the flower with a small face, and then, with a hand that had traced down her narrow waist, raised her head and fluttered her eyelids. Didn't you ask for a job or hobby?" … Even before Hee-won finished speaking, Mi-ran stared with the bloody eyes that Frost would sit on during the New Year
. "Did you say that right ?now"
"Would you like to die? Heewon Jang."
Heewon, who was surprised at her innate wit and raised her lips slightly, took a rather cold stance to not practice the beauty of the beauty.
"Well, I remember that monitoring was his main work."
I was so curious that I had to ask a lot of question in everything, and when I asked what He was doing, it was a job that his dad revealed vaguely.
At that time, I felt it was very witty… … She also ran up and maybe even said that she was the main business, but now I think again… …
"Monitoring? Monitoring you mean like stalking right, or like monitoring as in security guard? Or monitoring when you're spying, intermittent? Is he really a guard? But you go in and out of such high-end bars at that?"
He said surveillance was the main task."
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Heewon was dreaming all day, as there is no bliss in the middle of the exclamation that has never been done, but she can't breathe and falls.
So I decided.
Let's put an end to this nasty chastity that Heewon has kept for 27 years. let's just live, it wasn't a bad idea.
It was a very dangerous idea, and it was a tremendous departure when I thought of her social position, which forced me to be aware of the surroundings.
However, it was only necessary to find out what the awesome technique Miran is saying.
Miran also made a great contribution to carrying out a determination to trigger a part of the misery that 'Just love to die.'
If it weren't for Mi-ran, there was probably no chance to go to a high-end bar operated by a member system, or to meet an insidious man who had a sneaky mate who hid the persistent sperm.
"Who is the father?"
"I don't even know his name. Then what do you call it? Would one-shot one-kill be my father?"
"Mr. One-shot one-kill." Have not met since then.
"Huh! what? Have you met again?"
"No, it's not that many times that night… Heewon was feeling more and more a sinner. What do you mean by the losing technique?
I think it's like, "Huh, let's say that now, let's die, Hwang Mi-ran. I'm going to kill you with my hand today, and I'm going to end our life with our two lines that haven't even seen the light of the world. … No, why do you call her?"
"I didn't even say anything. And rather than the two of them, I sang because I thought the three would be better. I will not? Do I have to blow my teeth even at that guy?"
"Hey, when did we cover that up? Have you done it a year or two? Minwook doesn't look at you, so don't worry."
"Come one lets go to the clinic"
You ask to Help to cover up that crazy thing. Would you like to share the news that if you're like that, you might be a single mother? 'Hee-won was shivered by Mirang's insensitivity in direct proportion to the cool.
The couple said they had a single body, and things that weren't even a couple had already tried to mimic the couple.
Hee-won, annoyed, took the sunglasses out of the bag again and covered more than half of her face. I didn't want to face the bare face with the unrequited gnome and the black hair.
