Chapter 229 – 21. Opening!
“I’m all fish now, right?”
It’s a playful expression, but the words have bones in them.
OMG. Was it too hasty?
“Whoops.”
As I was panicking, Sonya suddenly laughed.
“It’s a joke. A joke.”
“Eh…?”
“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want it…But I’m not offended by things like this at this age. I’m satisfied with this reaction alone.”
“That’s right?”
“Anyway, what are the kids doing wandering around alone?”
“Ah… That’s it.”
I explained her situation her to Sonya.
Then she glanced at me and said, ‘Didn’t you propose today?’
She was stung and pricked, but she nodded her head when she said that Sora-noona and Yuna-san sent them.
Of course, I didn’t seem to fully understand, but…
As I looked around, Sonya had everything I wanted in the basics, but she seemed to follow her old values her to some extent, at least when it came to her daughter her.
“It’s a serious matter. The person she considered to be her lover and her proposed to other women… Of course, Yueun-ssi’s case is a bit of an exception.”
“Why?”
“It’s a fact that everyone knows that Yueun-ssi has a lot of women. Her private life is also messy.”
“Ugh…”
It’s a matter of course, but hearing from Sonya hurts me a lot.
Under. Anyway what If I can’t find it like this… Of course, I have no intention of missing Mr. Sarang, but still, it’s better to find it today, right?
“How does she feel about that young lady? Do you want to make her your wife her?”
“Um…Ma’am…Well, I’m not sure about that.”
“Then do you want to roll as a slave?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Then, girl?”
“Is that enough?”
“He’s such a bad boy.”
“Haha…”
“You’d better call me. That might be better.”
“Call?”
That’s right.
It’s easy to call because I have a number, but what if I don’t answer?
“And don’t be in a hurry. If you’re another guy, you’re out when you’re caught, but Yu-eun is a little different. She went out of her way in a situation that you already knew, right?”
“That’s… That’s right.”
“So don’t panic too much.”
“…Yes. Thank you, Sonya-san, for giving me advice even though it’s a problem like this.”
“What.”
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Around the time Yoo Eun was looking for her one love her.
Han Sa-rang herself was walking inside the imperial palace.
Hundreds of people were laughing and talking at the party venue, but there are no such people here.
The only people who occasionally pass by are ladies-in-waiting.
“After.”
Sigh lightly.
Her mind was the most complicated since she was born.
Eun Eun Yoo, who was inside her her, proposed to her two women her. She held a grand event and invited key figures from all walks of life to make it public.
At first she was hesitant, but she decided to attend anyway. She knew she would be able to keep her feelings under control of her.
But she didn’t.
As Major Eun said, she couldn’t control her exploding emotions over her, and she started a fight with an unseemly provocation.
The result was a shameful defeat.
No, it’s a defeat and there’s nothing to do. Because she couldn’t even respond properly. The moment she heard that the woman and her group her were in contact with Yu-eun, her fuse her was already boiling, and in the end she couldn’t beat him and ran away from her seat her.
When I saw him laughing and chatting with the women after the wedding proposal, dark emotions would come up.
And when he made eye contact with him, he wanted to ask what the hell he was doing over me.
But it can’t be.
How shameless is this? If we look at it objectively, she is Yoo Eun’s ‘my mistress’ position.
Yoo Eun already had several women, and there were also three so-called ‘wives’.
In the midst of that, a point of contact was formed and they ended up going to a motel, so she is the perfect inner lady position.
There’s no way she could say something like that.
“I started knowing this… It started as a half joke…”
Actually, I didn’t even start seriously.
Curiosity + atmosphere + sense of danger that made her allow her Yoo Eun. About.
As for the sense of crisis, she is already in her late twenties, but if she stays a virgin until she turns 30, she feels like she is losing a lot.
In other words, from the beginning, she had no feelings of love or liking for Yoo-eun, and she did not expect such feelings from him.
Then, as the relationship progressed, it changed strangely, but her heart began to move when she met a man for the first time.
Maybe something natural.
The physical relationship between a man and a woman has considerable relational power to the extent that there is a word called rice cake. Even more so, if a virgin who has never met a man had voluntary physical intercourse, she would naturally feel some kind of emotion towards her partner her.
Because of this, she began to have feelings for Yoo-eun little by little, which soon developed into jealousy.
Eun Eun Yoo is a representative figure who openly spies. No, she has nothing to represent. Yu-eun is the only person in the Western world who openly meets her lover her and increases women like this.
Naturally, his women are well known, and there is a lot of information. Don’t you know it’s one love?
Gradually I became jealous of them.
“What the hell do I want to do?”
A very different look from her before.
Calm and purpose-driven, she wasn’t this emotional by nature.
Moderate as much as possible and strive for the justice you believe in. That was her purpose in her life.
But it’s getting messy. Because of only one man.
“…Honestly, he’s an ugly person. No matter how good his ability is, a man with a messy relationship with a woman is out as a spouse.”
He muttered to himself as if to listen and walked away slowly.
He curses at Yoo-eun, who is not here, and tells her to wake up, but her feet do not leave this place. It just goes round and round.
Does she know that it is actually proof that she is waiting for Yoo Eun?
Not realizing her, she was waiting for Yu-eun to come.
As evidence of that, after her eyes met, didn’t she come out as if asking to find her?
And she’s waiting like this
“Mr. Love!”
“!”
I heard the voice I was waiting for.
Suddenly, her heart jumps.
“…!”
I looked behind her and saw a man running towards her.
She raised her head with both joy and worry and shame at the same time.
Thump
Yoo Eun stopped holding her by the shoulder.
“…Let’s talk and go.”
She gently bowed her head.
“…Sorry for bothering you.”
“Yes? What do you mean?”
“It’s not like they’re coming here… Did I bother you for nothing?”
This event belongs to Yoo Eun and his wives.
It’s not a place for her to sit.
What she would have noticed long ago in the past, her one love her, engulfed in uncontrollable emotions, now noticed.
It was only then that the piercing shame lifted my face, and I felt sorry for the women who should have been the protagonists of this event and who should have been with Yoo-eun by now.
“You can’t do this here. It’s an important event…”
She turns her head, slurring her words. She couldn’t bear to meet her eyes her. At this moment, she is not an imposing lieutenant colonel, but just a woman.
“My love, look at me for a second.”
“Yes?”
When she turned her head at Yu-eun’s request, she suddenly approached his face.
“!!!”
It opens her lips with absurd ease, invades her inside her, and teases her tongue her.
“Hung-up…”
Then he grabbed her thin waist with her forearm and coveted her lips as if eating an abalone.
She rebelled for a moment, but the overwhelming force… No correction. In response to her overwhelming joy of her, she quietly lowered her hand of her, and Yueun, who took it as consent, grabbed her prominent buttocks of her with her hand of her.
“Suck!”
Yueun did not stop there and pushed her from hook to hook.
As she took a few steps backwards, she couldn’t keep up with her steps her and fell behind her.
“Puh… It’s been a while since I ate Sarang’s lips.”
“Ah…”
Her eyes her trembled a lot.
The behavior of this idiot kissing another woman on the subject of a proposal was absurd, but the object of the proposal was himself, so the joy preceded.
The pleasure of this ironic immorality.
Yueun reached out her hand to her.
Her breasts her, wrapped in her red dress and showing off her presence her, came into her hand her.
“Sleep…!”
“I don’t think Sarang-san doesn’t know.”
“…Yes?”
She fell on top of her and squeezed her groin with her knees.
“Whoops!”
A love that groans unconsciously at the strange pleasure.
Yoo Eun whispered in my ear.
“I don’t stop girls coming, but I stop girls going. Mr. Sarang is mine now.”
“What…”
“I’ll prove here that Mr. Sarang belongs to me.”
