Chapter 71 – Not Enough
Kim Min-soo, who is terribly scattered, and Seong Chun-hyang, whose hair is caught without a word.
Looking at the situation, it seemed that the woman had given up on everything.
But if you look closely at anything, you can see it properly.
I don’t know about Minsu, who vomits the sound of picking pigs on the floor, but Chunhyang is smiling very slightly.
Seong Chun-hyang holds her legs tightly together while her body shakes as her hair is grabbed.
If others saw it, they would recognize it as being frightened, but I wasn’t.
‘I’m forcibly holding back my moans.’
She had said it all, as long as she was smiling enough that you could tell by looking up close.
Even her acting skills when she bites her lower lip so hard it looks like she’s enduring her pain.
She couldn’t believe it, but she really had masochistic tendencies.
‘Majo Chunhyang…’
What on earth was the fat man trying to tell Kim Min-soo?
She couldn’t understand what kind of porn she was watching to tell her about this gate.
Does a guy like that suddenly think he can become a cool alpha male just because he’s in front of a majo girl?
‘You always make the worst choices.’
There were so many stupid things about An Fatteng that I really couldn’t pick them out.
But if I had to pick the best out of them, it would be just one.
‘That they overestimate Kim Min-soo.’
It was Kim Min-soo who was made with the motif of fattening.
He doesn’t look good and has a strange personality, but the girls around him like him for no reason.
This is the part where you can know what kind of cartoons you have seen in your life and what desires you have.
The problem is that in order for such a character to do everything they want, the writers have to be in control of the situation.
From the moment I intervened, all of An Fatteng’s plans went awry.
However, An Fatty continued to create an environment in which Kim Min-soo could not practice.
‘I finally get a sense of it.’
The false belief that Kim Min-soo will do everything wonderfully.
I still haven’t been able to figure out exactly how badly it works.
He was not a fat person who only looked big until he suffered.
Maybe I overestimated him because I didn’t see any benefit from his first meeting.
That’s why he always repeated to deal with the situation passively.
“Ssangnyeon, know that you will be beaten like a dog on the day of the ox today.”
“I was wrong, please, please, please don’t do it, please.”
But now I realize I don’t have to.
I came to believe that I could lead the story without having to tune in to the stupid duo’s rhythm.
Fatty An, who can’t control the whole situation, and Min-soo Kim, who can’t even put a spoon on the table.
‘I’ll show you from now on.’
It was clear that if Kim Min-soo’s relationship was thoroughly ruined, the fat back would appear again.
And now the first puzzle of the plan was in my hands.
“Sir, just beat me up and please don’t harm the young master anymore. Please.”
“Are you still out of your mind?”
Match!
“Sigh…!”
Chunhyang did not turn her head even though he struck her cheek so violently that her lips burst.
She might have stopped striking if she had eyes that contained fidelity and incision.
‘Okay, I’m just dying.’
In Chunhyang’s eyes, a dark and shady desire was coiled.
The desire to not be satisfied and not to end like this was evident in her eyes.
It wasn’t that I hadn’t played SM, so I was able to read his expression accurately.
“Bocchan, while you pretended to faint, I will ride a horse.”
If it was a horse that was constantly managed, it would have caused a commotion when Kim Min-soo collapsed.
However, seeing that he was quietly closing his eyes in the shade of a tree, it wasn’t like that.
Isn’t that the way all horses are managed by servants?
As soon as Chunhyang heard her say that she pretended to faint, she looked at Mongryong Lee, but to no avail.
Because from the moment she looked back, it didn’t matter whether she fainted or not.
‘It doesn’t matter that I made you suspicious.’
When she thought of Chunhyang who was taking the same steps as Yumin, her hands tightened.
“Aww!”
As she tightens her hand holding her hair, she hears a scream as if she had promised her.
It was so obvious that he suppressed his moans while letting out a scream himself.
“I’m glad I didn’t get beaten more because of this bitch.”
He lifted her on top of her horse and headed for her base.
Is it because she knows that the time to punish is coming?
A smile grew wider and wider on Chunhyang’s lips.
‘Look at this year.’
It was a part of guessing why the difficulty of the gate was S-class.
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Gibang Flower Butterfly.
The door to the kibang, where the main door is always open wide and waiting for guests, is firmly locked.
It was all that the servants came out from time to time and rushed out in various directions with letters.
“Tell the customers in advance that you won’t be able to do business today, so that you don’t get offended by taking a human step. And make sure to tell them that you’ll play harder the next time you come.”
“All right.”
An untimely silence lingered in the room where only the gisaengs who said they would eat a lot of faces gathered.
Originally, you should be busy practicing singing and dancing or decorating your surroundings for taste.
But for today, everyone was kneeling in her yard and bowing their heads as if they had promised.
When the servants left, the gisaengs who were giving them instructions also changed their posture and lowered their bodies.
Only one sat in a chair with his head held high, and he looked like a king.
‘Today, the real father made up his mind.’
Normally, no matter what Chunhyang did, she was indifferent, saying, ‘I’m going to raise my hair anyway, so what’s the point?’
But today, business was stopped and everyone was called together to punish Chunhyang, so it was a sergeant.
It would be painful to kneel on the dirt floor and see the stones pierce your flesh, but the gisaengs did not change their expressions.
They wanted everyone to go to the bottom if no further improvements could be made.
With Chunhyang as an opportunity, the treatment of flower butterfly gisaengs is improved? Because I know that will never happen.
“You know why I called you guys?
The pimp grabs Chunhyang by the neck, lifts her up, and slams her to the floor.
“Kek kouk!”
The strength that seems to break bones just by looking at it and the dust rising from the floor tell us the seriousness of the situation.
It was no exaggeration to say that the gisaengs had been waiting for this moment.
To think that she had to let go of her son trying to get out of this hell alone by asking her son who didn’t know anything.
It was something that could never happen to them.
‘Wolhyang finally did it!’
Soo-ryun called for joy inwardly.
Who is Wolhyang?
If it wasn’t for Chunhyang, she’s a gisaeng with the looks that would dominate the world.
If it’s a song, it’s songu, if it’s music, it’s music, if it’s calligraphy, it’s calligraphy.
He was the best gisaeng of a flower butterfly without missing anything.
– I’ll try to seduce you and tell you.
-Crazy? Then what if you die?
– There’s no way that other bitches will even stab me. And what if Chunhyang leaves that bitch at least after leaving her hands like this? It’s really late then.
Su-ryun clenched her fists as she recalled her conversation at that time.
She never thought she could really flirt.
A pimp who didn’t even blink an eye even though countless gisaengs roasted and boiled knows a woman.
‘The map is a boy after all.’
Well, how could a guy with a cock refuse Wolhyang’s breasts?
Moreover, since he was not a parasitic who sold his body, it was clear that the effect would have been even greater.
Even if you estimate the money that the men forfeited for Wolhyang to suckle, there was only one tile-roofed house.
“Hey bitch, you should get up and apologize first, huh? Do you know how much we suffered because of you?”
The scariest thing about a pimp was that no matter how good a parasitic she was, she was never looked down upon.
If you listen to the stories of other gibangs, she said that pimps usually notice the women in charge of sales.
That guy had none of that.
It doesn’t matter if you make a lot of money or not, it’s the flower butterfly’s pimp who slaps the cheek right away.
Lee Mong-ryong was the reason Chun-hyang was able to survive in the midst of her mouth and her tyrannical character.
I don’t know how the situation went, but in the end, even that shield seems to have disappeared.
Chunhyang held her head in her pimp’s savage hands and forced her head up.
Blood dripping from swollen cheeks and cracked lips.
“Hurry up, twins.”
The kisaengs who were kneeling at first felt a sense of exhilaration, but gradually fear began to overwhelm them.
The reason why Chunhyang is happy to be punished is because she envisioned a future where she would one day become like that too.
“Because of my… Negligence…”
“Incorrect? You’re talking bullshit, you knew everything. Huh? Because that bastard hugged you all, you wandered around like a blind man, didn’t you?”
Match!
What strength does a woman who has been beaten to the ground have strength?
It had been a little while before that I had barely calmed down my staggering legs.
He opened his mouth as Haragi told her to apologize, but he said he didn’t like her, so he used violence again.
No matter how well-known prostitutes, they make the pimp pay attention.
He was born with the temperament of a tyrant.
“Listen carefully, a bastard like Lee Mong-ryong may appear by your side later. You may be blinded by love, but.”
You have to do something and be blinded by love, aren’t you gisaengs? I haven’t even raised my head yet, what the fuck is this.
After that, a violent scene continued that I couldn’t bear to look up.
Every time she chooses the wrong word, Chunhyang gets hit.
The gisaengs who can no longer watch the situation with a cheerful face.
The maids, who were usually friendly with the pimp, were trembling like aspen trees, probably frightened.
Bang bang!
“Is there no one there! Why is it not open today! I put in a message from last week to meet Wolhyang today! I’ll have to listen carefully to my reason!”
The public punishment, which was not known when it would end, ended abruptly due to an unintentional intrusion.
“Who is it?”
“Why isn’t there a scholar who returned home with gold not too long ago? That’s probably him.”
“Didn’t your bitch play tricks?”
“…How could I?”
“Well, it’s going to look like this, but I can’t do that.”
Wolhyang received his words neatly while escaping the pimp’s suspicion.
The pimp kicked Chunhyang into a corner and shook her hand.
The handmaids and gisaengs moved in perfect order at the gesture to sort out the situation.
“Set up a table for drinking, prepared with five pieces, and spread a ceramic cup you bought a while ago.”
“Are you talking about the Qing Dynasty?”
“OK.”
The maids carry Chunhyang into the room, and Wolhyang neatly tidies up.
“Wolhyang-ah, go out to meet her, soothe her well, and take her to my room right away.”
“All right.”
I liked the drawing of Wolhyang as much as I had spent money.
The time that seemed like a typhoon disappeared without a trace as if it had never happened.
Bang bang!
“Wolhyang-ah! If the pimp does anything to harm, be sure to tell me! I will strike my kyung!”
“Fuck…”
The situation ended with a laugh that the scholar outside the door could not hear.
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‘Not enough…’
Chunhyang, who was lying neatly with her maid on bedding, felt intense hunger.
There wasn’t a single bit of strength in her pretty fingers, but she couldn’t be satisfied.
‘Should I be hated a little more?’
Empty eyes move in the direction of the room where the pimp is.
“Not enough.”
Ugly desires were quietly seething in the room where not a single light came in.
A sound leaked out of her dissatisfied body.
Even if it was lacking, it was too lacking.
If it wasn’t for that damn scholar, the pimp’s rough hands would have touched her more.
“Ah…Hah…Ss…Hah…”
Her hand goes down on its own, lifting her skirt and thrusting into her crotch.
Busily moving inside the moist pussy, he extracts the cum.
“I’ll be fine…”
I wanted to love him more and more.
She wanted to stay attached to him who made her shallow.
She had to find a way.
