Chapter 221 – The Twins Make Love.
“Lol…”
Looking down at the sticker on the back of her hand, Sujin couldn’t stop the corners of her mouth from twitching.
“What? What sticker?”
When Mi-yeon, her partner in the seat next to him, asked, Su-jin was startled and covered the back of her hand with her other hand.
“Ah. This… It’s nothing.”
The relationship between Sujin and Seho is a secret.
Sujin could never reveal this to others.
“Ah~ Don’t do that, show me.”
Shit.
When Mi-yeon forced herself to touch Su-jin’s hand to see her sticker, Su-jin instinctively put too much force on her hand.
With a crackling sound, the back of Miyeon’s hand fell to the floor helplessly.
“Oh sorry.”
“Ah… No…”
Miyeon, who was beaten, was also taken aback, but Sujin, who was beaten, was no different.
Su-jin was not a very sensitive child, and he was not a violent child, so he had never stabbed another child.
“It’s just a little… Secret… I’m sorry…”
What was not was not.
“Ah…Then I’m sorry.”
As Miyeon scratched her head with her embarrassing face, it caught Sujin’s eyes on the back of her hand, which was a little red.
“I’m sorry, so I’ll give you chocolate tomorrow, okay?”
“Really?”
Soo-jin nodded her head in a slightly relaxed atmosphere, and class soon began.
Normally, Sujin was always concentrating on class, but today, Seho kept thinking that the teacher’s words didn’t come into his ears.
[I really liked the clothes I wore today!]
[Ruler. I’ll paste this!]
[I’ll give you another sticker next time!]
“Soojin~”
“Baek Soo-jin~”
It wasn’t until Miyeon tapped her elbow with her fingernail that she came to her senses.
“Ah yes!”
“Let’s read the sentence under that~”
When Su-jin lost her senses and wandered around, Mi-yeon kindly pointed out where to read.
“The children played happily again hahahoho…”
Sujin, who succeeded in reading all the parts designated by her teacher, let out a deep sigh.
Seho is so good…
She kept feeling like she was getting weird.
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Seho also thought that his father was a great person.
Isn’t it true that she welcomed a beautiful woman like her mother as her wife!
Both Se-ho and Se-hwa were children who loved hearing the story of how their mother and father met.
I once asked her dad.
[Dad! What should I do to marry a pretty person like my mother?]
[Um… First of all, you have to be nice to him. He will like it too, right?]
[Then, if you just be nice, can I marry someone like you?]
[Well… That seems a bit lacking, and Dad thinks… Um… It’s important to give that person what he wants.]
Sujin definitely seemed to enjoy receiving stickers.
Even though she didn’t prepare a whole one separately like last time, she showed Sujin a bright smile just by receiving the number 9.
Seho thinks that if he listens well next time, he should give him a sticker with the number 8 on it.
If you do what your dad says, you will definitely be able to get closer to Sujin.
After school, Minho brought the children home, but Naeun was nowhere to be seen.
“Dad! You don’t have a mother?”
When there was no answer even though they called their mother in a loud voice, the children asked Minho a question.
“Mom. She must have been out for a while. They’re playing! Dad will bring Mom.”
The children didn’t know, but Minho knew exactly where Naeun was.
After going around the yard, Minho arrived at his studio.
After entering his password and unlocking it, his wife was sitting in front of her computer, clicking the mouse.
“Uh? What? Are you here already?”
“Already. Give me some time.”
3 p.M.
It was time for the children to return.
“God, look at my mind. I was so focused that I didn’t even know they were coming. I must go soon.”
“Look at the picture.”
Even though he wrote so many novels after 10 years, Naeun was in charge of all the illustrations for Minho’s novels.
Usually, I would do the work while the children were in daycare or school, but as the children grew older, I changed my line to only painting Minho rather than outsourcing.
“Sleep.”
It was still in the coloring phase, but I could tell at a glance that the final result would be great.
“I’m good at drawing clothes now.”
As Minho laughed and tousled Naeun’s hair, Naeun looked up at Minho as if she was dumbfounded.
“I was originally good at drawing.”
“But in the beginning of the newlyweds, you were only trying to draw naughty pictures.”
There were many reasons why Naeun specialized in yajjal.
The biggest part was that she enjoyed drawing the most, and the second part was that she knew she had a knack for drawing her body in a raunchy way.
But since Minho also writes novels for all ages and thinks about children, she can’t just draw them forever.
Naturally, she also practiced drawing other characters wearing her clothes, and now she has become a veteran illustrator who draws pictures that are not enviable anywhere she is given.
“Let’s talk while you’re here. Is there anything you want to fix?”
The work Minho is currently writing.
[Marriage stamp carefully.]
Due to the nature of this kind of romance, of course, the visual of the woman who will become the female lead and wife was important.
Straight black hair falling down.
The light pink apron and the ladle she held in one hand perfectly matched the image of a ‘wife’.
“Can there be such a thing? Haha.”
In fact, he liked the painting, and Naeun did all of her work for free, so Minho had no choice but to accept her painting as a grateful heart.
“Actually, when I’m drinking later~ the size of my breasts~ Don’t say things like that. If you have something to say, say it now.”
“No. I was really drunk at the time…”
Minho scratches his head shyly.
Na Eun-eun was right that she was a great picture artist, but it was hard to see that she always painted 100 paintings.
Of course, I had a small complaint in my heart, but I didn’t show it.
If she made up her mind to keep her mouth shut once, she should have done so until the end, but on the day Minho drank too much, he vomited up regrets about illustrations to Naeun like a drunken confession.
[Why… Why… Are your breasts so small…? The bigger the breasts, the better…!]
[Honestly, shouldn’t the dot be on the chest rather than the forearm? You know me well… I’ve lost my senses~]
[Ahh~ Why is it so plain when you draw naked clothes so well?]
Naeun, who wasn’t very drunk at the time, didn’t have an ultangie, so she just put Minho to bed, and Minho ended up eating only ramen the next day because Naeun didn’t cook for him.
Of course, I prayed until my limbs wore out.
[I went out of my mind for a while.]
[For a moment, a foreign press possessed him.]
[Still, I have no intention of making a novel cover without your picture.]
Na-eun managed to let go of her anger after trying to squeeze out stories that made sense to stories that didn’t make sense.
How heartbreaking it was at the time.
Now, it wasn’t just a dissonance with the illustrator.
It was a house shaken thing.
“Anyway, are you really not? Tell me quickly I’m going to see the kids.”
“Yep. No no no It’s fine, so go quickly.”
“I will go with you too. Didn’t you write during the day?”
When Naeun grabbed his wrist, Minho couldn’t resist and dragged himself back to the front door.
“Guys! Mom is here!”
As Na-eun took off her slippers and went inside, Sae-hwa ran and hugged Na-eun.
“Mom!”
“Yeah~ Our Sehwa~ Did you go to school well?”
“Yes!”
Sehwa loved being hugged by her mother.
Normally, Naeun would only hug her with one arm when she came in with her three tigers, but Saehwa preferred to be hugged with her two arms.
“Seho! Mom is here!”
As Minho shouted in a loud voice, a crackling sound came from the stairs on the second floor.
“Mom!”
It was Seho who would never listen to me even when he told me not to run on the stairs.
“Yeah~ Seho~ Come down here~”
“Huh!”
For the last three squares, jumping is the national rule.
Seho landed on the floor on one knee as if he were a warrior, and then Odo ran to his mom and dad.
“Did Seho do well at school today?”
“Huh! Something good happened today!”
“What?”
When a son is happy, parents are naturally happy too.
But this time, the couple couldn’t help but make a subtle expression when they heard the story of their son.
“I gave Sujin a sticker and she really liked it!”
“Did you buy it again?”
Naeun wondered if the child was buying things for the girl without their knowledge.
“No! You have the number 1 that your mother gave you at that time.”
It was given to me by my son, but I couldn’t throw it away, so it was Naeun who put a sticker on the refrigerator.
“Yep.”
“They gave me the number 8!”
“What does that number mean?”
Minho, who had been listening quietly, asked Seho a question.
“Um…Just leveling up? I’m giving you the same feeling!”
“Level up?”
“Huh! I decided to give Sujin every time she did something good.”
“What is a good thing?”
When Naeun asked, Seho rolled his eyeballs clockwise.
“That’s a secret.”
