Your Girlfriend Was Amazing - Chapter 41: Do You Like Having a Phone Date?

Do You Like Having a Phone Date?

“Huh? No, why would you… I’ll handle it!” Kim Minsoo was taken aback by Baek Taeyang’s words. Why would he let another guy reach out to his girlfriend? It felt awkward.

I need to show him how much Yoomin and I love each other during our date. Since it’s come to this, I should give Baek Taeyang a proper lesson.

[Yeah? But Yoomin’s not picking up.]

“Yoomin usually doesn’t answer calls, so we usually text. But… I’ll handle it myself.”

[Hey, don’t grit your teeth like that!]

“Teeth? What?”

Who’s he with? He seems busy; he even turned down an interview.

Without Baek Taeyang, the interview was lackluster. The top contributor, who had vanished with Rocinante as if he were the main character, had certainly made an impact.

Minsoo gritted his teeth so hard it felt like they might shatter.

[Oh, nothing. It’s just my cat getting a bit too excited while chewing me.]

“Cat…? Anyway, aren’t you curious about my reward?”

[Your reward? I’ll find out when the interview—hey, lay off the teeth!]

Am I being ignored? Is he trying to deceive me? How can he not be curious about my reward?

Minsoo questioned whether this was arrogance on his part. Baek Taeyang wasn’t exactly showing proper phone etiquette.

He was the one who called first, and now he’s acting like this! But if women find this indifference attractive, it would make sense.

The allure of a bad boy—calling first but then responding with such indifference. Ah! Is this what he’s trying to show me? He even mentioned the cat, which women supposedly love.

Minsoo recalled the talk about needing relationship advice. Indeed, Baek Taeyang was a stand-up guy, he thought.

“Alright, about the reward. I know you got Rocinante back then… So, about my reward…” Before Minsoo could finish his sentence, he paused to check his skill window.

———————————————S-Rank Gate Concept: Congratulations on clearing the classic masterpiece [Don Quixote].

You’re really embodying the spirit of a [Hero].

You’ll receive the 2nd place reward for your contribution to the gate.

[Sub Skill] Acquired: Don Quixote’s Delusion (A).

Don Quixote’s Delusion (A): If you speak a lie and the other party believes it, it becomes reality.

(Limited to lies related to oneself; falsehoods are nullified if exposed; absurd claims are not allowed.)———————————————

It’s so ambiguous.

What matters now isn’t that but the ability itself. I’m struggling with whether to be upfront about this. The part where lies get nullified keeps bothering me.

What does it mean for a lie to be nullified? I can’t tell if it means the fabricated part gets nullified or if there are repercussions.

“Listen, Taeyang, I’ve got a skill that strengthens myself…”

Later, when I operate as a hunter, this fact could become a hindrance. I feel bad for lying, but I have to hide my skill.

“…I get stronger as I speak.”

Is it going to be alright?

Minsoo felt a pang of sadness; being a hero seemed way too harsh a destiny.

“Taeyang…?”

But the man he’s talking to had been strangely silent. Minsoo thought he was listening until the end, but there was no response. Usually, he’d at least interject.

“Uh… he hung up.”

Confusion flooded over Minsoo, and he absentmindedly scratched his head.

Taeyang probably sensed my emotions, making it hard for him to continue the call. Understanding each other without words is what makes us comrades.

Minsoo immediately texted Yoomin.

There wasn’t much else to do. All he could do now was stare at his phone screen endlessly. There were times when he wondered if he’d waited like this before.

Back then, the one who dispelled my doubts was PureDiaryAuthor. If it weren’t for their advice, my relationship would’ve really gone downhill…

Baek Taeyang’s dating coach wasn’t bad, but the true pickup artist of this era is PureDiaryAuthor.

After waiting for about 30 minutes, he received a call from Yoomin.

“It’s a call!” Minsoo picked up, resolved to post another inquiry seeking advice about relationships today.

“Hello? Yoomin! Are you calling because you miss me?”

[Uh… Ahh.. yeah… Hmm…]

There’s rough breathing mixed in. Is she exercising or something? She really is strict about her self-care.

Minsoo chose his words carefully, planning to continue the conversation with a cheerful tone.

It’s going to be a pleasant call!

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Minsoo talks way too much. Whether it’s calls or messages, they’re always long. His body may be short, but everything else is lengthy; he’s really a strange guy.

“Oh, my cat is so quiet.”

“Mmm… You… slrp… Like it?”

“Yeah, I like it.”

“Hm… Me too…”

Before I knew it, we were on the bed. Yoomin was nestled between my legs, treating my dick like it was her personal respiratory system. Each deep intake caused her to gag.

“Show me first before you swallow.”

Overwhelmed by her tongue’s touch, I came in her mouth. She paused her actions, her cheeks swelled with my load.

“Mm… Hmm…”

She followed my earlier instruction. She widened her mouth, revealing a pool of white.

“Alright. About the teeth—let’s let that slide. Now, gulp it down,” I instructed, meeting Yoomin’s eyes with a smile.

As she swallowed, the semen slid down her slender throat with a gulp. Her subtly applied lipstick glistened with a sheen of cum, making it look very smooth.

“Haa.. Taeyang… When are you going to punish Yoomin’s pussy?”

“When you bring the phone?”

“I really hate you… You said you’d punish me for biting earlier…”

She really is… I need to correct her.

“Get on it. That’s your punishment.”

“Ahh, I hate it!” Saying so, she quickly ran to grab her phone. She rummaged through my desk, then beamed as if she’d found a treasure.

“But Taeyang, why the phone? Oh… it’s a message from Minsoo.”

“Bring it, let’s have some fun.”

“Okay!”

Yoomin never doubted my words. Her face said it all: if it’s fun for me, it must be fun. Yet, there was a hint of anxiety in her expression, and that look meant only one thing.

In situations like this, actions speak louder than a hundred words of explanation.

“Ahhh!”

With a swift move, I yanked Yoomin’s waist and had her on the bed in a blink. I flipped her over, belly up, and quickly got on top of her.

“Looks even bigger than before… Ah… Ah… Ah…”

In a flash, I rammed my dick into her pussy, going balls deep. My root pressed firmly, making her juices gush out instantly.

“You slut, cumming already? You love it that much?”

“Yeah… Yeah… I love it… I’m your slut, Taeyang…!”

Her neck veins popped, showing her excitement. She started rubbing her clit, so I covered her hand to assist. I wanted to take it slow, but that felt too tame.

“Ah… Ah… Ah… Taeyang… Feels like my pussy’s gonna tear apart…”

“It won’t. You’re fine.”

She lifted a leg straight over her shoulder, her flexibility off the charts. Most girls would’ve struggled, but she was awakened. Her legs spread wide, showing her pussy gripping my dick. When I slapped her clit and pussy with my palm, she squirmed and splashed her juices.

“Ah… Ahh… Ahh, master…”

Juices flowed down her buttocks, messing up the sheets. Her ass jiggled with each thrust, feeling amazing.

“Don’t scream, or I’ll slow down.”

“Ah… Ah… Master… Yoomin’s cumming… Ah… Ah…”

Yoomin fiddled her phone and dialed Minsoo. Her body was already lit up, eager to give him a lasting memory.

“More… So big… Deep inside… Ah…”

“Arrange for the three of us to meet, got it?”

Before the first ring even ended, Minsoo picked up. She tossed the phone next to her, in audible range. Even her breathing would get picked up.

[Hello? Yoomin! Are you calling because you miss me?]

“Uh… Ahh.. yeah… Hmm…”

[Your voice sounds rough, Yoomin, are you hurt?]

Just as she was about to reply, I pulled my dick all the way out and shoved it back in as deep as I can. I repeated the motion, kissing her womb with my glans.

“Ah… Hmm…! Hmm!”

Yoomin curled her toes and began scratching my arm. Her resentful gaze fueled my desire to torment her.

“Taeyang… said we should all hang out… You read the text, right? We… can’t just go alone…”

“Uh, um, yeah…”

Minsoo sounded stunned, just mumbling not saying anything more. The worst part was that the call had just started.

We’ve still got a lot to do, Minsoo.

The ride had just begun.