Chapter 631: Seo-yoon... Your Nipples Are Hard?
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 631: Seo-yoon... Your Nipples Are Hard?
"Insisting you forgive her just because I have would be coercion... but I want you to give her a chance. A chance for her to be forgiven."
Sun-woo continued as he looked at Tang Seo-yoon.
Just because he had forgiven her didn't mean Tang Seo-yoon had to do the same. Forgiveness was entirely the victim's choice.
However, Sun-woo wanted to give a chance to Joo So-yang, who had risked her life and devoted herself to him.
"......And if I can't forgive her?"
Tang Seo-yoon asked with a pouting expression.
"........Then I'll just have to give up on the idea. I don't want to see you, the victim, suffer because of my greed."
Sun-woo spoke in a calm tone.
If she didn't allow it, he had no intention of accepting Joo So-yang as a wife. He didn't want to see Tang Seo-yoon, who was purely the victim, suffer mentally because of the perpetrator, Joo So-yang.
"................"
Hearing Sun-woo's words, Tang Seo-yoon fell silent, her lips pressed firmly together.
She looked lost in thought and maintained her silence for a long time. It seemed she was deeply contemplating what Sun-woo had said.
Sun-woo waited patiently for her to speak.
".....If," Tang Seo-yoon began in a quiet voice. "If I say no..... you'll be disappointed, won't you?"
"I won't resent you. I fully understand your position."
Sun-woo stared into her eyes with sincerity.
If she said no, he might feel disappointed. No, he would be disappointed. But even so, he wouldn't resent her. Forgiveness wasn't something that could be forced.
"Whew."
Tang Seo-yoon let out a deep sigh.
"You're not even going to deny it."
She gave a small, wry smile.
"............."
Sun-woo remained silent, feeling a sudden surge of embarrassment.
"Sun-woo."
Tang Seo-yoon called his name softly.
".....Yes."
"You can do as you wish."
"......But.."
Sun-woo started to speak with a worried expression.
"It's okay."
Tang Seo-yoon cut him off firmly.
"If you're okay with it, then I'm okay with it too."
".....Are you... really okay with it?"
"Why wouldn't I be? The primary victim says he's going to forgive her, so why should I stand in the way?"
Tang Seo-yoon spoke with a light smile.
"If you're only doing this because of me... you don't have to—"
"Aren't you being a bit too arrogant?"
Tang Seo-yoon chuckled.
"Huh?"
"Why would I just go along with whatever you want?"
She stared at Sun-woo with a sharp gaze.
"This is my will. My decision. I'm not forcing myself to forgive her just because of you."
Tang Seo-yoon expressed her opinion with a confident look.
"But..... you were vehemently against it until just a moment ago."
Sun-woo spoke to her, sounding puzzled. Just a few minutes ago, she had been fiercely opposed, asking if he had lost his mind. How could she change her mind so suddenly?
"I changed my mind."
Tang Seo-yoon spoke as if it were no big deal.
"....How can your mind change as easily as swapping a piece of candy...."
"That's just how women are. Don't talk back."
She frowned slightly. It seemed she was getting annoyed because Sun-woo kept nitpicking after she had made the big decision to forgive.
"Women seem to live much more comfortably than I thought."
"If you're jealous, try being born as a woman in your next life."
Tang Seo-yoon chuckled. Her face looked quite relieved.
"...........Seo-yoon."
Sun-woo called her name cautiously.
"What?"
"...Thank you."
Sun-woo expressed his sincere gratitude.
He knew. He knew that she was going along with his stubbornness. Even though she acted nonchalant and claimed she had changed her mind—packaging it as her own will and decision—the truth was that she was forgiving Joo So-yang because she didn't want to see him disappointed.
He was so grateful for her consideration. It was so warm that his heart began to flutter.
"It's cringey, so get lost."
Tang Seo-yoon frowned, seemingly unable to handle Sun-woo's sentimental words.
"What's wrong with it? We're a married couple."
Sun-woo spoke with a shameless expression. They used to be friends, but now they were husband and wife. He could be as cheesy as he wanted to set the mood.
"Crazy bastard."
Tang Seo-yoon smirked. She didn't seem to mind Sun-woo's shamelessness all that much.
"Seo-yoon, do you know something?"
Sun-woo spoke in a suggestive voice as he looked at her.
"What?"
"That you look especially beautiful today?"
"I know."
Tang Seo-yoon replied with a composed face.
"Even that shamelessness of yours is charming."
Sun-woo slowly reached out his hand toward her. He gently took hold of her sharp jawline.
"How can you be this beautiful?"
Sun-woo stared at Tang Seo-yoon with incredibly serious eyes.
"........Let go.."
Perhaps embarrassed by Sun-woo's blatant gaze, Tang Seo-yoon tried to shake her chin to the side to break his grip.
Squeeze.
But the more she resisted, the more strength Sun-woo put into his fingers, fixing her jaw in place so she had to look at him head-on.
"Seo-yoon..... are you shy?"
Sun-woo asked, looking at her with a gaze that was nothing short of burning.
"..............I don't know.... you crazy bastard."
Tang Seo-yoon snapped back at his question.
Grin.
A small smile played on Sun-woo's lips. He found her incredibly cute. Her answer was sharp, but her flushed face and ragged breathing made even that sharpness feel soft.
"Why are you so cute?"
"............"
Tang Seo-yoon kept her mouth shut at Sun-woo's repeated flirting. She felt like no matter what she said, he would only respond with praise.
Chu.
Sun-woo pressed his lips against hers.
".........St... stop it."
Startled by the sudden kiss, Tang Seo-yoon stammered, her face turning red with embarrassment.
Chu.
But Sun-woo completely ignored her words.
"..Hey.."
Chu.
"I told you... to stop.."
Chu.
"Seriously... don't... I mean it."
Chu.
He began to shower her with kisses incessantly. Starting from her cherry-red lips to her clear forehead, her soft cheeks, and the bridge of her nose that felt like it might cut him if he touched it—he kissed every inch of her face.
Chu. Chu. Chu. Chu. Chu.
Under Sun-woo's relentless assault of kisses, Tang Seo-yoon eventually seemed to give up and accepted them with her mouth shut, offering no further resistance.
After some time had passed, Sun-woo finally stopped.
".....Are you satisfied now?"
When Sun-woo stopped, Tang Seo-yoon asked him with a curious expression.
"No."
Sun-woo shook his head.
"I don't think this is enough."
Grab.
He placed his hand on the back of Tang Seo-yoon's head.
Chuuuup.
Then he pressed his lips firmly against her soft ones.
Chuuuup.
Unlike the light pecks from before, this was a deep, heavy kiss.
"Mmmph!"
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Startled, Tang Seo-yoon raised both hands and pounded on Sun-woo's chest a few times. She seemed flustered by the sudden intensity.
Thump.... thump... thump..
After a few more beats, her hands eventually dropped. She closed her eyes and began to focus on Sun-woo's lips pressed against hers.
Chuuuup.
Chuuuup.
The two lovers continued their deep kiss, savoring each other's touch.
After a while, Sun-woo flicked his tongue out and began to lick her soft lips. It was a gentle yet persistent motion. It was a signal—a signal that he wanted to enter her mouth.
Slide.
As if sensing his intent, Tang Seo-yoon's cherry-like lips slowly parted. She, too, slowly extended her tongue toward him.
Churrrp.
Lick. Lick.
Churrrp.
Lick. Lick.
Before long, her tongue met Sun-woo's, and they began to move passionately. Up, down, right, left—they explored every corner of each other's mouths, feeling the sticky, wet heat.
Slurp. Squish. Slurp.
Soon, suggestive wet sounds filled the room. It was the sound of their saliva being passionately exchanged.
Slurp. Squish. Slurp.
After a long time, their lips slowly pulled apart. A long, transparent string of saliva stretched between them, an silver thread created by their mingled fluids.
"Haah... haah... haah.."
"Haah... haah... haah.."
The two stared at each other, breathing heavily. They were reminded of the fact that they had been kissing so intensely they'd forgotten to breathe.
"Shall we go.... to the bed?"
Sun-woo asked as he looked at Tang Seo-yoon, whose face was flushed bright red.
"...........Okay."
Hearing his words, Tang Seo-yoon's face turned even redder as she answered.
Squeeze.
Sun-woo slowly lowered his arm and gently wrapped his hand around hers. Then he began to lead her toward the plush bed. Tang Seo-yoon didn't resist his touch and followed him.
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Flop.
Sun-woo laid Tang Seo-yoon down on the bed. Then he began to take in every detail of her face.
'......Beautiful.'
He thought to himself. She was so incredibly beautiful. Her slightly upturned, cat-like eyes. Her nose, as sharp as a masterfully crafted sword. Her red lips, like ripe cherries. And her skin, as clear and white as freshly fallen winter snow.
She was beautiful. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her the Greatest Beauty Under Heaven, let alone the Greatest Beauty of Sichuan.
"Seo-yoon."
Sun-woo called out to his beautiful wife.
".......What."
"You're so beautiful.."
".....I know."
"No, you don't..... you don't know how beautiful you really are.."
Sun-woo shook his head. She couldn't possibly know. It was always difficult to be objective about one's own beauty.
".....Dummy."
Tang Seo-yoon blushed and scolded him. Sun-woo's endless praise was making her feel shy.
Grab.
Sun-woo took hold of her top and slowly began to undo it, revealing her hidden breasts.
Boing.
Soon, her voluptuous breasts were revealed to his sight. Skin as white as snow. Two large mountain peaks. And the small buds crowning those peaks. It was a sight that could only be described as magnificent.
Gulp.
Sun-woo swallowed hard. The sight was so tempting that his mouth watered involuntarily. He began to observe her breasts even more closely, as if devouring them with his eyes—from their overall shape to the color and position of the areolae and nipples.
Then, a light smile played on Sun-woo's lips. He had discovered something interesting.
"Seo-yoon..... your nipples are hard, aren't they?"
Sun-woo spoke as he stared at her erect nipples. She must have become aroused during their kiss.
"......I don't know."
Tang Seo-yoon turned her face away, blushing.
Poke. Poke.
"....How can you not know.... when they're standing up so straight?"
Sun-woo poked her nipples with his index finger.
"St... stop it.."
"Why?.... Are you shy?.."
Sun-woo asked with a mischievous expression.
"....I'm embarrassed...... so please.. stop.."
Tang Seo-yoon began to plead with him. She was so shy she begged him to stop touching her.
"Seo-yoon..... what should I do? Now that you've told me to stop, I want to do it even more."
Twirl. Twirl.
Sun-woo began to roll her nipples between his fingers.
"Haa-ah... ah... don't... Sun-woo... ah..."
As Sun-woo began to toy with her nipples, Tang Seo-yoon let out moans and started to writhe. The stimulation from her sensitive nipples was intense.
Gulp.
Sun-woo swallowed again. His appetite was whetted. He had a sudden, voracious urge to suck on them.
Squeeze.
Sun-woo gripped her breast firmly with his right hand. As he did, her nipple pushed forward through the flesh.
Gulp.
Sun-woo took the protruding nipple into his mouth.
Chuuuuuuup.
Chuuuuuuup.
He began to suck on it fiercely.
"Haa-aaaaah... haaa-ah.... mmmph."
Tang Seo-yoon's moans became incomparably louder than before. The sensation of her nipples being sucked sent an overwhelming wave of pleasure through her entire body.