Chapter 666 – Age-Worthy Lingerie Santa Suit

“Ha, the alcohol is sweet today. Put it on.”

Even after seeing herself appearing on the big TV screen, Taeyeon lifted her glass as if she had been liberated. The corners of her mouth went up as she listened to her voice as she was being interviewed by the anchor.

“Cut something. Mr. Lee, sure.”

Watching me smile, Taeyeon raises her fist with her swear words. She also said that Jenna was sleeping on the sofa in the living room, and she seemed to have loosened her brakes to some extent because of what she had done.

“Looking at Jim makes me smile. Why but.”

The demon king, with the same expression as me but with a slightly louder voice, stopped Taeyeon. She then teased her as she ate the chicken she ordered after she had finished eating her meat earlier.

“How disappointed the fans will be if they see you like that, haha!”

“You are the worst, you bad bitch. Take this.”

“Ugh! Huh! But if you throw chicken radish, haeup! What should we do!”

“How are you going to accept it?”

When the demon king ate the chicken radish that flew across the air, Se-hee, whose face was flushed from the alcohol, looked at her as if it were absurd. Soon after, she turned her gaze to Taeyeon, who was throwing them in succession.

“Aunt. What if Jenna sees it?”

“How are you? I’m sleeping You look like an angel like that. As expected, my daughter is the prettiest when she sleeps.”

“Isn’t she saying she isn’t pretty when she’s sleeping?”

“Is that what you mean? Do you want to get hit with this too? Throw it?”

Taeyeon picked up the chicken radish with her fine index finger and thumb, but she didn’t throw it the way she did to the demon king. Instead she put it in her mouth and crunched it down before muttering as she looked at us.

“Oh, but did you guys dress up like that for Christmas? It’s cute, hey.”

“Hmm! Jim knows!”

“Except you, you bad bitch. Just shut up.”

Taeyeon, who was praising the Santa suits the girls were wearing and the Rudolph pajamas I was wearing, frowned at her. Seeing her like that, Minah, who had been silent, handed her a proposal.

“Calm.”

“Uh? Why?”

“Then, Taeyeon, would you like to wear a Santa suit too?”

“Hey, are you crazy? Do you want to die?”

At her simple suggestion, Taeyeon raised her fist and she hated it. Now she picks up a piece of fried chicken and takes a bite before speaking.

“What kind of Santa suit is this at this age? Not even worth the age.”

“Then, how about a lingerie santa suit that can be worth your age?”

“What, kuck! This crazy bitch is real”

Taeyeon, who was messing around with her chicken, almost spit it out. Still, she barely held it in until she glared at Minah after swallowing all of her contents.

“Are you out of your mind?”

“Why are you like that? You can wear lingerie as an adult, right?”

“No, are all company presidents bastards like this?”

When she saw Minah, who was as shameless as her emotionless face, Taeyeon muttered something dumbfounded. I looked at her like that and suggested her subtly.

“Oh, I want to see you in a Santa suit. Can’t you?”

No, it was openly suggested.

“It’ll be fine, you bastard.”

Of course, it was outright rejected.

“Say something sensible, you asshole pervert.”

Taeyeon, who blushed in embarrassment, grumbled and bit her chicken. The demon king saw that and threw a provocation that she couldn’t stand without going over.

“Well, yes.”

The demon king picked up a piece of chicken and spoke as if it were nothing.

“No matter how beautiful Taeyeon is, she can’t win against her age.”

“What dude?”

“It’s nothing, yum!”

Even when Taeyeon stared at him with twinkling eyes, the demon king openly evaded his words. Instead of her, Se-hee took her provocation.

“My aunt is a bit older. I have a baby here.”

“Why are you bringing up the baby story!”

“No, it’s just about age. This is Kim. But Auntie, isn’t this cute?”

Sehee pointed at the Santa suit she was wearing. She said while showing her clothes that were full of cuteness with her shoulders exposed and even her upper chest slightly visible.

“Coming to think of it, if my aunt wore something like this, it would be okay.”

“These bastards, older sisters and younger brothers… !”

“No, that’s not what I meant. My aunt thinks that one would suit her better than this one.”

Sehee pointed to Mina. Mina was wearing the widest Santa suit here, but her voluptuous figure was clearly visible even through her thick clothes.

“Excuse me, Sehee.”

As she was pointed out, Mina, who sat upright, put her hand on her swollen chest and said,

“Taeyeon is burdened with clothes that reveal her body like this.”

“Go away! Hey! Okay! I’ll wear it! You can wear it!”

Before she could finish her words, Taeyeon spurred on and stood up. Her face was already red from the time the interview video was played, but now she shouted out with a very red face.

“Hey! Where is mine! Hey! Mine’s a Santa suit!”

“It is in the master bedroom.”

“Where is the master bedroom!”

“It hangs in the dressing room. Take a look.”

Taeyeon didn’t even answer and walked towards her bedroom. No, I went and stopped.

“Hey!”

As she walked away, she turned around and warned.

“I heard a lot about losing weight while I was with you guys these days! I’m still in my early 30s!”

“At thirty-three, it’s almost halfway through.”

“That fucking thing is real! See you later!”

Even when Taeyeon glared at her, Sehee didn’t mind. Rather, she raised the corner of her mouth as if she was having fun.

“Yes. See you later, Aunt Joru.”

“You are… !”

Taeyeon, who was glaring at Sehee, strode back to the living room. Seeing her angry to the tips of her hair like that, we weren’t frightened or scared, knowing that she was deliberately pretending to be angry.

If I was really angry, I would have overturned this living room table. I didn’t even scream so quietly that I didn’t wake up Yena who was sleeping on the sofa. I just acted like that because I needed a justification.

“Uh, then.”

While waiting for Taeyeon to change into a Santa suit, I got up slowly. Since the story of adults (15-year-old Lee Yong-ga) will begin soon, I had to be careful of Jena sleeping on the sofa.

“I’ll sleep in Jena’s room and come back.”

“Jim can do it.”

“Are you talking about getting up?”

“How can Jim stand up? It doesn’t even have a stick like you.”

“Hey.”

“We are not sticks, but points. I envy you.”

“Puha?!”

“Oh little.”

At Sehee’s words, the demon king burst into laughter. I hated it and approached the sofa where Jena was, but Mina also joined in on the dirty talk.

“Since Jiheon’s rod looks cold, how about warming it up by putting it in a hole?”

“You must be crazy, really.”

Knowing it was useless, I stood in front of the sofa staring at Taeyeon. Leaning down, he carefully lifted Jena, who was sleeping using her cushion as a pillow.

“Sue… Suu…”

As if she had fallen asleep deeply, even when I lifted her into the princess’s arms, I could only hear the quiet breathing from her mouth and her nose. Thinking that it was fortunate that he hadn’t heard our story earlier, he slowly turned around.

“I’m going to sleep in Mina’s room then, so we’re talking. If it’s a chicken hat, order more.”

“Okay, Yena Dad.”

“Why am I a father? I’m not even married.”

“So I can stay out with girls outside. Don’t even dream about getting married. OK?”

“Sehee, it was funny just now.”

“Then laugh or talk.”

After throwing her words at Minah, who spoke with a blunt face, I walked towards her bedroom. Of course, the room Jena slept in was not there, but Minah’s room located in the hallway in front of it.

“No, really fucking. Dog pervert puppies… !”

As I passed by the master bedroom, I heard Taeyeon’s voice through the half-open door. She grumbled like she was angry, but seeing that she didn’t come out, it looked like she was changing into a Santa suit.

As Taeyeon imagined her wearing a Santa suit, she headed to Mina’s room. There, in her bed, Jenna took off the shawl that was wrapped around her shoulders and let her sleep. And when she came out of the room, she could see my imagination.

“Did you see it! You’re wearing a Santa suit!”

Standing in the living room, Taeyeon shouted as she saw her other girlfriends sitting around her table. She was wearing a cute Santa outfit, just like she just shouted.

“Look! You’re so cute!”

Taeyeon, her ears red, put her feet on her table. Then the skirt that clung to her thighs stretched, adding to the contours of her hips, and her hands on her waist, giving her a wild image of Santa.

“Um, are you here?”

At this time, seeing the demon king standing in front of her bedroom, she turned around as Taeyeon lowered her feet that she had raised. I saw her face and burst into laughter.

“Hey! Haha! Did you wear a mustache, even a mustache!”

“What is this about! You fucking bastard!”

Taeyeon had a white beard on her face that looked like she came with Santa when she dressed her up. It was so funny to see that fake mustache on the face of such a beautiful police officer.

“This is Santaji, this dog! It’s fucking split!”

Maybe it was because she wore a white beard, but Taeyeon’s blushing face stood out more. Her head seemed to be filled with blush juice, and she turned her shame into excitement.

“Hey! Hurry up and get a seat! I have work to do!”

“Can I get you a present?”

“Sit down, bitch! Hurry! Hurry up!!”

“Okay, Santa Claus.”

Ye Nara hurriedly moved to her table as she saw Taeyeon whose brakes were gone. As I sat down earlier, she blushed like she was drunk,

Chin!

“Oops! What!”

Suddenly, he sat down with his butt on my shoulder. The owner of this ass said to me, who screamed in surprise at the soft touch (and the weight that weighed it down).

“What is it, son of a bitch! If it’s Rudolph, you’ll have to burn Santa! Ruler! Wake up! Wake up and let’s go get the kids presents!”

“Ah! Wait for a sec! Ooh, don’t move!”

“Shut up and move quickly! Come on! What!”

Slap! Slap!

“Ah! A little!”

The reins were released, and Taeyeon lightly tapped the top of my head with the palm of her hand. It didn’t feel particularly bad or painful, but it started to hurt more and more as I sat on her shoulder as a chair.

“Hey, hey! Help me!”

When I was alone, I had to ask for help. I looked at the demon king, Sehee, and Minah to stop Taeyeon from running out of control.

“Hey! Come and dry him off!”

“Hmm… Santara…”

“Right. Today was Eve. Shall we do something before it’s too late?”

“On red days, you must receive holiday work allowance.”

However, the girls dressed in Santa suits like Taeyeon got up from their seats with the same eyes.