Chapter 17: So Sweet, So Sweet
"Can't you stay a little longer?"
Just saying that, forget it, Park so-young's face also showed a pitiful little expression, his eyes were moist and moist, and after finishing speaking, he still took Yoon Chan-woo's hand and shook it like he was coaxing just now, like a red-eyed, flimpy little rabbit is being cute and coquettish.
It's usually hard to see Park so-young so supple like this, but when she was persuaded by her soft voice, her soft little hand shook, and Yoon Chan-woo couldn't tell her ruthlessly that she couldn't, so he smiled helplessly and nodded, so he stayed in the stairwell with Park so-young as if he was bewitched.
"Hee-hee-hee!"
Seeing that Yoon Chan-woo no longer mentioned that he wanted to leave and obediently stayed by his side, Park so-young's face immediately showed a triumphant smile and unabashedly laughed happily.
"Are you so happy?"
Seeing Park Xiurong's smiling eyes, his fair little face was full of happy red, Yin Canyou raised the corners of his lips, his eyes were slightly petted, and he was condensed in Park Xiurong's sweet smile.
"Of course! You're so busy right now, there's so little time to come out and meet."
"Don't you feel in a good mood when the two of us hold each other's hands together like this and chat intimately face to face?"
While saying this, Park Xiurong moved closer to where Yoon Chanwoo was standing, tilted his head slightly, looked at him with bright eyes, and did not hide the slightest affection in his moist eyes.
"Well, I'm in a good mood"
Yoon Chan-woo fell into Park so-young's sweet eyes, and the ghost nodded in answer to her.
Park Xiurong's eyes seemed to have a hook, on the one hand, it made Yoon Chanwoo feel that it was a sweet and dangerous trap and subconsciously wanted to escape, but on the other hand, it seemed to be magical, and Yoon Chanwoo was willing to fall into it, and had to be hooked by her.
"But I still feel that I am still not satisfied!"
Somehow, Park so-young suddenly frowned slightly and said to Yoon Chan-woo.
"Huh? Why? I think that's good."
Yoon Chan-woo was stunned, and asked Park so-young with a look on his face.
Because she's hungry.
Park so-young didn't miss a single place, and his eyes that showed slightly greedy eyes traced carefully on Yoon Chan-woo's face. Some of the cold face lines were softened by the warm smile on the cheeks, the edges and corners were clear and soft, and the previously neat broken hair on the forehead was suddenly arranged into three or seven comma bangs, the whole person was youthful and bright, full of youth. The most important thing is that the peach blossom eyes that are like a crescent moon when he smiles, at this time he seems to be drunk but not drunk, and he seems to be seducing but not seducing, which makes Park Xiurong's heart ripple slightly at this moment.
"It still feels too bland, not sweet enough"
"Sweet? What does it mean ............?"
Before Yoon Chan-woo finished speaking, Park so-young's arms hooked directly around his neck, and a pretty face immediately came to him, his moist eyes were covered with water, and he stared at him like this, his charming smile bloomed on his face like a warm rose, the corners of his small mouth were slightly upturned, and his red lips were slightly open, as if he was whispering a mysterious and dangerous spell, which instantly pulled Yoon Chan-woo into a charming trap.
"It's not sweet enough, so I need to add sugar......"
As soon as the words fell, Park Xiurong's seductive red lips covered like this, and Yin Canyou's breath was taken away in an instant, only to feel that his lips were gently sucked and devoured softly, and the tip of Park Xiurong's tongue licked and pecked on his lips, making Yin Canyou, who was bewitched, fall into a passive state for a while.
Soon Yoon Chan-woo woke up from Park so-young's gentle trap, and his complicated heart turned a thousand times, and then as if he had figured out something, Yoon Chan-woo suddenly took the initiative to reach out and gently pinched Park so-young's delicate chin, and parted the lips of the two people under Park so-young's slightly puzzled eyes.
"That's not right......"
"This kind of thing should be done by a man on his own initiative"
"I'm sorry for letting you take the initiative so many times, in the future...... I will make up for it again and again."
If the previous sentence made Park so-young fall into an ice cave for a moment, then the latter sentence made Park so-young immediately feel overjoyed.
Yoon Chan-woo, who rarely faces her feelings head-on, suddenly began to respond with a serious face at this time, although it was a little vague at the beginning, but Park so-young could hear that he was promising to answer, and then announced in a dignified manner that Park so-young now knows after listening to it, and she can finally get what she wants.
As soon as Yoon Chanwoo finished speaking, Park so-young felt that his breath was close at hand, and the strange numbness spread instantly, making her heartstrings flutter. The hands that had taken the initiative to hook his neck were also put down softly, and the slender arms passed through Yin Canyou's waist and clasped tightly together, his senses were full of happiness, and he opened his lips slightly, and responded with joy in his heart.
The lips touched, Yoon Chan-woo did not close his eyes and indulge in it like Park so-young, but his mind soberly swept over Park so-young's previous passionate pursuit of indecision, and never gave up, and he felt that Park so-young's face at this moment was finally satisfied, and the look of getting what he wanted was pitiful. Yin Chanyou couldn't help himself, lowered his head and took Park so-young's lips in his mouth, and then gently wrapped around the tip of her tongue, while Park so-young was trembling lightly to bear his finally active love, and his eyelashes were unconsciously wet.........
I don't know how long it took, Yoon Chanwoo let go of Park so-young, looked at her shy and pretty eyes, at this time a gentle flame ignited, her face was like a rose on a sunny day after the rain, the smile was written on her face, overflowing with satisfied pleasure, and the corners of her mouth rose in a beautiful arc.
"What does it smell like now?"
Seeing that Park so-young's sweet smile began to become a little silly, Yoon Chan-woo couldn't help but ask with a smile.
"It's so sweet, it's so sweet, it's sweet to the heart"
Park so-young nodded innocently, and laughed as if he had gotten some treasure.
"Now I understand what you just deliberately said was light.,It turns out that you want bobo~~~"
After speaking, Yoon Chan-woo's face showed an expression of "So you are Park so-young" and looked at Park so-young with a mocking smile.
"Yes! That's right! How's that? ”
Park Xiurong was not ashamed, he straightened his back arrogantly, and his face was bright and bright.
"Hum hum ~~~, it's nothing, I just feel like I'm being tricked"
Yin Canyou shook his head with a smile and didn't say anything more, but sure enough, he still couldn't do anything about her.
"Hee-hee-hee! Don't you like it? ”
Park so-young bent slightly over Yoon Chan-woo with his hands behind his back and asked him rhetorically.
"Hmm...... Like"
Yoon Chan-woo didn't hide it, he nodded very honestly, and his answer and reaction made the smile on Park so-young's face brightly like a flower.
"But I won't need to do that anymore."
"Huh? Why? ”
"The people are already in hand, so there is no need to use these small means!"
"Hee-hee-hee! My boyfriend, I'll kiss it directly if I'm hungry! ”
[The ninth sister's favorite is the blooming rose, which is always warm]