Young-young smiled brightly and said. Sa Heon-young answered, caressing her cheek.

"Unfortunately, the physician has gone through bad things."

Young-young did not understand Sa Heon-yeong's elegant way of speaking.

"Bad things?"

"He's dead."

Young-young's eyes widened. Sa Heon-yeong looked at her face silently. He wanted to know how she reacted to death and to what extent she was shocked by it.

Young-Young widened her eyes for a moment, then she seemed to think a little, and then she was puzzled.

"He must have brought a grudge against someone?"

And this time, Sa Heon-young's eyes widened.

A little earlier than ever, he noticed that she was staring at him. So he slowly lowered his eyes and smiled casually.

"What makes you think so?"

"There was no sign of death. If he had died soon, I would have seen the death."

"Can you see death?"

"Hmm. But I don't see those getting killed. Because it's not death."

After saying that, Young-young hesitated for a moment and looked at Sa Heon-yeong.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

Of course.

Sa Heon-young rolled his eyes. There are things she shouldn't know and he's in trouble if there's no way to hide it. When he didn't answer, Young-young became pale.

She shouldn't have said that. Well, she really hated this part of her. Didn't his father say she was a demon bitch? Young-young bit her lip and asked with regret.

"Did you hate me?"

"No."

Sa Heon-yeong, taken aback by her gloomy face, hugged her and put her on the bed. He clasped it with one hand and took off the mask and looked straight at Young-young's face.

"Never."

Sa Heon-young said seriously.

Song Young-young looked at his face. He was actively telling her no, like someone who couldn't stand the slightest upset. If she doesn't believe him, he'll have to show his heart.

Young-young blinked her eyes, and Sa Heon-young patted her cheek slightly.

"Young-young. I swear, no. I was just flustered, but I can't believe this would make me hate my wife. I am a man who fell in love at first sight when I met the wife. I couldn't even sleep at night. I wouldn't have bothered in the first place if I was only going to hate you."

It doesn't matter whether she sees death or enjoys it.

On a foggy and rainy day, the moment he met this woman, Sa Heon-yeong fell into a trap. The trap was like an ant-hell made of honey. It's sweet, but he can't escape it.

A swamp like that, no matter how much he struggles, he only falls deeper.

"First sight?"

Song Young-young's face turned red in anger. Like a sunset spreading out.

"Yes, first sight. And even now, at first sight."

Sa Heon-young grabbed Song Young-young's cheeks with both hands and kissed her.

The man comes in. Young-young opened her mouth.

His thick flesh is like a blunt snake. Cunning. The snake knows everything in her mouth. In front of the snake she couldn't hide anything.

As she stood still with her mouth open, the man's snake sucked and licked all over her soul, and after enjoying her awhile it slowly heated her. No matter how hard she tried to be patient, a sound came out of her throat. Umm, unngg.

Did he fall in love at first sight?

Song Young-young's heart was pounding. She can't understand. She knows herself, who is neither beautiful nor great. Why did this man want a woman who was dry and twisted?

She can't understand it, but she can tell that this man's feelings are sincere. The emotion is so intense that she can't quite figure it out.

When she squinted her eyes, she saw the man with his eyes closed and preoccupied with her. A beautiful man. Looking at his face and moving her tongue a little, the man's brow furrowed a little. Then he frantically digs through her clothes. Even the slightest touch stimulates her as if on fire.

His lips ran down her neck and sucked in her breasts. He licked his lips, then shoved it into her sensitive nipples. Haangg! Even though Young-Young let out a moan, he tickled the nipple that was crushed with his tongue. Her chest and crotch were numb at the painful and strange feeling.

Heuk! Young-young flapped her body like a fish that was forcibly drawn to the shore. Sa Heon-yeong shoved his finger into Young-young's opening, pressing her body down with his own. Ahhh...... ! Young-young twisted her body, while tightening Sa Heon-yeong's fingers.

"Oh-this place is begging already?"

"Hmm...... ?"

Young-young asked with eyes clouded with pleasure.

"I mean here."

Sa Heon-young carefully rubbed Young-young's inside. Hiikk. Young-young swallowed her breath strangely, and, unable to take the strength out of her body, clung to his body.

"Don, don't do that."

Young-young refused with a voice mixed with weeping.

"Who is moving their hips now?"