Even when she was in Sezaine, she went through all sorts of accidents, probably because she wasnât just a simple child, but the village chief never rebuked Chenin. Perhaps it was because his granddaughter, who grew up without her parents, was pitiful and pathetic, unable to treat her harshly.
When she married the older Count, the village chief spent the year in tears, but Chenin was satisfied and liked it, so the village chief reluctantly respected Cheninâs decision.
Well, if she was happy, thatâs okay⌠I tried to understand this, but it wasnât cool.
The chatter, who had been running without knowing the end, gradually withered due to the energy of drowsiness at night, and eventually ended.
I went home alone in the summer night air and stopped in front of the village chiefâs house. I pulled my head out and looked at it, but as if the lights had already been turned off, no light came out.
Did Merson get home safely? At some point, my steps were faster.
A faint light was seeping through the window of the house seen in the distance. Heâs home.
âMerson!â
I headed to my room where the only light was lit. Merson was quietly lying on the bed with his legs outstretched.
âNothing happened⌠What happened to you?â
I swept over the hair that was clinging to his forehead, and the forehead that touched my hand was like a fireball. My eyes lit up.
When I touched all parts of his body, it was hot as if I had entered a blazing fire pit. It was so serious that I thought he was going to die.
â⌠Erina.â
âWhat happened?! No, wait a minute.â
First, put the heat down with a wet towel.
âDonât go.â
âDonât go, what! Your body is a fireball, so I have to cool it down.â
Chenin, what have you done? Why did you make this child like this?!
Anger boiled inside. When Merson gets a little better, Iâll have to go find her right away and rip her hair off or something.
âIâm⌠weird.â
âYeah, I see you are weird now.â
âErina, hand, I like it because itâs cool.â
Merson grabbed my hand and brought it to his cheek. Oh my, poor thing⌠I generously placed the other hand on his cheek.
Mersonâs eyes pierced at me. His lips, which had become more red from the heat, slowly opened.
â⌠Seeing you now makes me feel unbearable.â
Huh? The answer was eaten into Mersonâs mouth. He grabbed the back of my head and pressed it over himself.
The kiss that started was rougher than usual and rushed without leeway. The hand that pressed my head was so strong that it felt like my lips were being crushed. And there was a bitter taste in Mersonâs mouth.
âHuhp⌠You, alcohol, hahk⌠Did you drink?â
âYes.â
It was obviously alcohol. It wasnât that I hadnât had a drink with Merson in two years, so I remember for sure, but he had never felt so hot when he was drunk.
âHaa, I canât stand it.â
Merson got up and turned me around and laid me under him. He squeezed my pelvis with both legs as if I was a prisoner and threw the shirt he was wearing off as if tearing it away. Broad shoulders and remarkably well-defined muscles were moving dynamically.
For a moment, my eyes were drawn to Mersonâs provocative upper body, and then I was distracted by the rushing kiss.
âAhk.â
Mersonâs hand hurriedly rubbed my chest. It felt like he couldnât control himself.
He thought it was stuffy with the clothes being pushed into his hand, so he bit the neck of the dress with his teeth, and then ripped it off with a loud sound. My precious few pieces of clothes!
As I stared blankly at the clothes that had become pieces of cloth, Merson turned my chin with a strong hand to make me look at him.
âFocus on me.â
ââŚâŚ.â
After chewing my ears, he left a deep kiss mark on my neck for a long time, then bit my chest in one bite.
âAahhk, wait!â
Unknowingly, I grabbed Mersonâs hair in excitement. Merson moved his mouth wide and held my chest as if to swallow it.
Todayâs Merson was really different. It felt like I was going crazy. I thought that my body might be crushed by this, so I grabbed his shoulder and pushed him.
âHaa, stop⌠Uuhkk! Merson!â
Merson let go of the nipples painfully as if he didnât like my push. Then he raised his head and looked down at me. Lips glisten wildly.
âI canât stop today.â
Kiss.
He licked his lips as if swallowing.
âErina left me behind.â
Kiss.
âItâs Erinaâs fault.â
âAh, uh.â
Mersonâs head tumbled down and bit the sensitive skin on the inside of my thigh. His big hands ran across my legs, and I felt a stabbing electricity. His hot hands almost melted my body.