âHyesung, arenât you hungry? You skipped dinner too⦠⦠.â
Lee Hyuk was fidgeting and pacing around the bed. Hye Sung was lying on top of him, covered with a blanket.
âIâm not eating.â
âHye Sung, are you still mad? Thatâs why youâre saying thatâs not urine⦠⦠.â
Ugh, at Lee Hyukâs words, Hye Sung threw back the blanket and got up. When he glared at him with his eyes wide open, Lee Hyuk knelt down under the bed and sat down quietly.
âIâm sorry.â
âThatâs why I kept saying no⦠⦠.â
The more she thought about the dayâs events, the more her face turned bright red. It was nice to have sex with Lee Hyuk after such a long time. It was persistent, but it was nice to be able to enjoy the pleasure in his arms, receiving his warm breath and affectionate touch.
However, the last moment when Hye Sung emitted a different liquid instead of semen was the problem. At first, I was shocked because I thought I had wet the bed, but I could tell from Lee Hyukâs words. If you feel good, something other than semen comes out.
But that didnât mean that the embarrassment went away. So naturally, I started to feel resentful toward Lee Hyuk.@@novelbin@@