Chapter 66 – Five-Colored Flowers and Plaster Statues – 3
‘Gulp…’ ‘ ‘
Oh Hyeon, whose entire body was wet and covered in plaster, quietly watched Seok-yeol and Ji-yu from a corner. The two people sat side by side on the bed in a dark room and began talking quietly rather than engaging in sexual activity.
“It’s really good, right?”
Ji-yu, who was in Seok-yeol’s arms as if she was somewhat anxious, buried her face in his broad shoulder and whispered.
“Haha. Didn’t I say there was nothing to worry about? Oh Hyeon’s matter and other issues as well.”
Seok-yeol looked down at Ji-yu in his arms with beautiful eyes that could not fathom the depth.
‘Nonsense… ‘
Oh Hyeon was quite shocked when Ji Yu, who usually did not cling to herself, fell into Seok Yeol’s arms and revealed her true feelings.
There were times when Jiyu vented her anxious feelings to Ohhyeon, but she did not foolishly depend on her as she was held in her arms her as what was unfolding before her her eyes her her her eyes her.
“But… Still, I’m anxious… “
Jiyu, who was hugged by Seokyeol, gently raised her head and looked at his dazzlingly handsome face. Jiyu’s face her turned slightly red.
“Haha.”
Seok-yeol smiled softly as he looked at her Ji-yu, but in fact, he got completely tired of her just a few days after meeting her.
‘Under.’ This bitch has a more troublesome personality than I thought. They keep saying it’s okay. What are we going to do? I just chewed it a few times and tried to throw it away, but why did it come back like this?’
Of course, it was an undeniable fact that Jiyu was beautiful. However, in the situation of Seok-yeol, who was by far more sexually attractive than her, her Ji-yu did not feel special.
Hehe. “I’m telling you I’m okay now, right?”
Eventually, Seok-yeol could no longer hold it in and a small amount of anger toward Ji-yu leaked out of his voice her her her her. However, even though Jiyu clearly felt the anger in Seokyeol’s voice, she did not rebel against him.
Rather, Jiyu seemed to be afraid of being abandoned by Seokyeol, so she buried her face deeper into his chest her her her her. She then began to comfort Seok-yeol, who seemed angry with her.
“… Sorry. “I will never say that again.”
Oh Hyeon couldn’t understand Ji Yu clinging to Seok Yeol like this and not wanting to leave him. But there was nothing that Oh Hyeon, who had plaster all over his body her, could do.
“… “
Unlike Ji-yu, who relies on Seok-yeol, Seok-yeol does not think of her as anything more than a temporary entertainment. This handsome man, who could no longer find fun with Jiyu, wondered if there was any other stimulation.
“Hmm… “
Seok-yeol, who was lost in thought for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Oh Hyeon, as if he remembered something interesting. Oh Hyun suddenly met Seok-yeol’s gaze and was greatly embarrassed.
A smile slowly appeared on Seok-yeol’s lips.
“How is it? Isn’t it fun? “(Her her her) appearance her her her is different from usual!”
Seok-yeol, who found a new target to relieve his boredom, shouted in a loud voice. He didn’t care whether Jiyu was next to him or not.
“Huh?”
Jiyu, who was in close contact with Seokyeol’s body, felt something strange in his actions as he shouted towards the corner of the room where the plaster statues that were clearly not of him were placed.
“… What. Seok-yeol. “Is there anyone there?”
She raised her head again, glanced at Seok-yeol, and then moved her gaze to the area where Oh Hyun was standing.
Excited, Excited, Excited
Oh Hyeon’s heart began to beat violently. He was afraid that Jiyu might have caught him spying on the two people with plaster all over their bodies.
Seok-yeol looked down at Ji-yu, who was lost in wonder, and whispered calmly.
“No. The plaster statues Jiyu made are amazing. “I’ve seen several, but I think this one in particular is the best.”
He raised his hand and pointed at Oh Hyun’s figure with the tip of his finger. Oh Hyeon, who was singled out by Seok-yeol, felt like her heart was going to drop.
“No~. What does it mean to make it well? “It’s just nothing.”
Ji-yu, not knowing what to do with Seok-yeol’s excessive (?) Praise her, got up from her bed and approached the plaster statues she had made. She slowly began to look at them.
Meanwhile, Jiyu’s eyes fell on Ohhyun, whom Seokyeol praised as his most outstanding work.
“Huh? Is it because the lighting is dark? I don’t remember making a plaster statue like this. The shape also looks a bit strange.”
Shoulders that are neither wide nor narrow. Height barely exceeds 170cm. A plaster statue that looks exactly like Oh Hyun at first glance.
Jiyu walked right in front of Ohhyeon, who was covered in plaster, wondering if she had ever made something like this.
“… “
Oh Hyeon desperately tried to pretend to be a plasterer, but it was impossible because his eyes blinked frequently.
“Hmm? Umm… “
Even though the lighting was dark and she couldn’t see properly, Jiyu sensed something strange and began to look closely at Ohhyeon. Jiyu’s gaze started from Ohhyeon’s lower body and moved up to his face her.
Not long after, Jiyu and Ohhyeon’s eyes met. Jiyu’s pupils widened as she felt Ohhyeon’s gaze at her.
“Wait for a second… “
Jiyu looked again and again at the impossible, but no matter how many times she looked, the person who met her gaze was not a plaster statue, but a living Ohhyun with a plaster body.
Jiyu’s face her her her was distorted in astonishment.
“You?… It’s you, right? Why are you in a place like this… “
Realizing that he had been completely caught by Jiyu, Ohhyeon finally lowered his head. Looking at his strange appearance of her, Jiyu’s mind flashed back to the time when she had just gotten married to this mansion.
“Heungheungheungheung~ Heungheungheungheung~.”
A gorgeous and huge public bath. A woman hummed as she dipped her pale naked body into the water. Not long after marrying into this mansion, Song Ji-yu was excited about what her life would be like in the future.
Jiyu, lying in a large bathtub, lifted her submerged legs and gazed quietly.
“Whoa…”
People around her recognized her as pretty and she wanted to be a special princess. However, contrary to what people said, her reflection in the mirror was not as perfect as in a fairy tale.
But Ji-yu somehow manages to marry Oh-hyeon so that she can live like a princess in such a huge and beautiful mansion.
Jeon Jeong-hyeon.
Jiyu chewed her lips and thought about Oh Jung-hyeon, who became her husband, and her current situation.
A man named Jeong Oh-hyun, who is less than 30 years old and the owner of this magnificent mansion and the second-in-command of the huge Five Colored Flower Group, has an unexpectedly ordinary appearance.
It was clear that Oh Hyun had a lot of money, but Jiyu, who did not feel very sexually attracted to him, did not seriously think about marrying Oh Hyeon.
However, unable to overcome the pressure from her poor family, she was virtually forced to marry Oh Jung-hyeon without even meeting him properly.
Her parents’ earnest request and Oh Hyeon’s affection for her led to her marriage.
Splash splash
Wow! Wow! Wow!
“Ummmm… “
Jiyu raised and lowered her legs repeatedly, splashing the water in the bathtub everywhere. But after a while, she got tired of her playing with the water and stopped kicking and just looked at her legs.
No matter how you looked at her pale, slightly tanned legs and skin, they were attractive. Jiyu’s body her her her she is definitely beautiful. But Oh Hyun never once tries to have sex with Jiyu.
“For what reason?… “
Even when Jiyu put her pride at the knees and suggested Ohhyun to spend the night, he always refused. Oh Hyun’s comments about not having much sex drive all sounded like excuses, but there was nothing he could do differently.
“So. The reason you avoided sex with me was not because you had no sexual desire… “
“It’s because he was a pervert with netorare tastes. Am I wrong? Oh Hyeon.”
Seoyeon smiled and answered Jiyu’s question. Oh Hyeon knelt in front of the two people in the middle of the room, as if she had become a criminal, and said nothing.
“… “I loved you.”
Oh Hyun and Ji Yu’s eyes met. Oh Hyun felt that Ji Yu’s gaze towards her had changed from before. Her eyes, she was no longer innocent.
“I honestly don’t understand what you’re talking about. “I don’t think it makes sense.”
Jiyu’s body she moved away from Ohhyeon and came closer to Seokyeol. Seok-yeol’s mouth twisted in joy. Seok-yeol just wanted to see someone suffering. To him, the couple’s divergent situation was very satisfying.
“Ma’am… Really. “Can’t you just believe me?”
In the first place, the love between Jiyu and Oh Hyeon began with Oh Hyun’s strong affection for her. Jiyu did not feel the need for courage and understanding to respect Oh Hyeon’s strange tastes of her.
Oh Hyun’s false words echoed in her head. Until now, the whispers of love to each other were lies.
Seok-yeol placed his hand on her forehead and stroked Ji-yu’s head as she frowned.
“Don’t worry, Jiyu. Because I have a solution. “There is a way for Jiyu to become a princess while resolving the marital discord.”
“How to solve it?”
A smile full of desire appeared on Seok-yeol’s lips. However, Oh Hyun and Jiyu did not anticipate the tragedy that would unfold.
Furrurrrr
“Sit pal~! “It’s a dog.”
The old butler of the mansion, who was burning trash with an empty gas can on his back, remembered the young and pretty Jiyu and the handsome Seokyeol and became jealous of them.
She wanted to have sex herself.
But no woman was interested in the life of old Deacon Gaston or her grandfather.
“Whoa… I should just eat rice or something delicious. Nawon.”
But he didn’t even have much appetite recently. The last time was at least 20 years ago. Deacon Gaston’s grandfather once heard that as you age, your taste cells decrease.
After putting the remaining cabbage into the incinerator and burning it, Gaston Butler’s grandfather thought deeply. I have no appetite, so I’d rather skip a meal and invest in the lottery.
He felt like working until he was old.
“Good. If you just burn this, it will be the last time.”
Almost finished disposing of his trash, he took a long look around the mansion, which offered both a pleasant and pleasant view. All these splendid and spacious statues, colorful gardens, and huge buildings were not his own, but owned to a man named Jeong Oh-hyeon.
“Actually, I envy that bastard Jeong Oh-hyun the most… “
Jeon Jeong-hyeon. He was a truly crazy man who owned this huge mansion at the age of less than thirty. Perhaps because of his wealth, the man married a wife as pretty as Song Ji-yu, despite having an ordinary appearance.
“Hmm?… “Wait a minute.”
When Gaston’s grandfather’s butler thought about it, he wondered why Song Ji-yu’s husband was Jeong Oh-hyeon and why she was so close to Seok-yeol.
“No way… It’s a fun couple’s clinic.”
The butler, who felt bored in life, did not care what happened between Oh-hyun Jeong and Ji-yu Song as long as something happened that stimulated his interest.
Hehe. “I guess I’ll have to use my rights as a butler to spy on him.”
The butler decided to observe Seok-yeol, Ji-yu, and Oh-hyeon. A smile appeared on his face as he thought he could have some fun.
Taaaaang!
“Huh? Ugh… “
At that time, a gunshot was heard from somewhere, and blood flowed from the chest of the butler carrying an empty gas can. Pop. Pop. The blood, which had been dripping drop by drop, poured out without stopping after a while and continued to flow.
“This… What is this… “
There was nothing he could do about the blood pouring out of Grandpa Gaston’s body his. He fell to the floor covered in his own blood without even being able to scream.
A large man approached the butler.
“Haha. How is it? I decided to change the user a little. Even though you complain a lot, you were a pretty good worker, so now this mansion is going to be even more miserable.”
Moon Seok-yeol. When he decided to change the owner of the mansion, he began killing the workers of the mansion for his own gain.
“Umm… “
He looked down nonchalantly at his grandfather, the butler, dying at his feet.
“This man’s blood. It must have a subtle lemon scent.”
Seok-yeol bent down and put the man’s blood on his fingers and licked it with his tongue.
