119. What I want to hear
They were obviously lying side by side with Yena in between.
Before I knew it, Jiheon was next to Noon.
"Are you serious?"
Jiheon asked, placing a large hand on her waist. Those eyes were so deep and pretty that Noon once again emphasized that she was sincere.
"then. of course... ... ."
But the ending of his words soon became blurred.
"I know what I need to do to make Yena a younger sibling."
Jiheon added and pulled Noon's waist closer. I thought it was a warm and deep look, but it turned out to be hot and burning.
Noon held his breath as if he had finally realized how a child is born and the mystery of life.
Did you say that couples look alike? No, we've only just registered our marriage, and we've only been living together for less than a day, but our similarities have already changed beyond our resemblance.
No-won, who was a processualist, only pictured the results in her mind and talked about them, while Ji-heon, who was a consequentialist, reminded her of the process.
"... ... no. "I don't know."
"You will understand. "Because my wife is not a child."
Ji-heon's hand, who suddenly transformed into a processist, slipped into Noon's waist. The touch was strange, so I made a gasping sound. Noon, surprised by his own voice, crawled into Jiheon's chest.
Yena is next to me!
She grumbled inwardly and punched Jiheon in the chest. As if reacting to this, Jiheon raised his upper body. Noon instinctively took a step back.
"... ... No, I didn't mean to make it now."
"no. "You were so sincere."
His voice and his eyes were full of ambition.
Now Jiheon had helped her up too.
I couldn't figure out how the man who had confessed his heart-wrenching and deepest wish just a few minutes ago had suddenly changed like this, or why his switch kept getting pressed.
Now, Noon has been lifted up by Jeong Ji-heon, who likes to show off his strength. As his body stumbled, Noon held on to Jiheon even tighter.
It wasn't long after I put Yena to sleep that I couldn't even make a sound. It was a good situation for Jiheon. A situation in which she cannot allow her pretty wife to reject her.
Jiheon easily lifted her up and left the main room and opened the door to the other room. It was strange that there was a bed in an empty space. I thought it was a space for couples to use as separate rooms after a fight, but it turned out to have this odd use.
Should I feel fortunate that I can finally use my bed as a bed?
However, Lee Jeong-oh, who landed safely on the bed, is a woman the size of a pea.
"I'm moving today... ... "Oppa, you're tired."
"no. "I'm not tired."
Jiheon answered as if it was obvious. No, I felt like I had gained a little more strength.
Noon was just astounded, unable to understand how the man who had just finished moving today was so powerful, as if he had infinite power.
When I thought about it, this was his true self. Jeong Ji-heon, who interpreted everything she said and did in an erotic way, and made every situation in daily life erotic because he wanted to do something like that.
