Chapter: 532
Many courtesans tried to aim for Pyo-wol, but most of them were blocked by Cho Hyang, so they could not achieve their goals.
Pyo-wol was reading a book, while leaning against a soft blanket. Cho Hyang was sitting modestly beside him.
When Pyo-wol opened his mouth slightly, Cho Hyang hurriedly put a piece of fruit she had cut in front of him.
�How does it taste?�
�Good.�
�I specifically asked the merchant to bring it in this morning. It�s fresh and tastes good.�
Cho Hyang acted coquettishly and rubbed her chest against Pyo-wol�s forearm. Anyone could see how hard she had fallen for Pyo-wol.
In fact, Cho Hyang was deeply in love with Pyo-wol.
It felt like her soul was satisfied just by looking at him.
She was mesmerized by his beautiful appearance and skin that rivals a woman, and deep red eyes that seemed to see through everything.
The brothel keeper and the chief inspector�s warnings were no longer in her mind. All she had in her mind was Pyo-wol.
How can I make this guy look and embrace me?
That�s all she had been thinking about all day.
If Pyo-wol showed her even a small smile, she was even willing to sell her soul. But Pyo-wol remained indifferent, never showing a smile.
Of course, it was okay.
It was both okay and scary at the same time.
After entering the Plum Room, Pyo-wol did nothing after grabbing a book.
It started when he accidentally found a music sheet that was stuck in a corner of the Plum Room.�
The courtesans had to be good at the Four Arts1 so they always lived with related and relevant books nearby. The music sheet that Pyo-wol was reading was one of those books. The melody often played by the prostitutes was written on the sheet music.
Pyo-wol fell in love with the score as if it was fate.
He was deeply engrossed with the book, as if he was desperately trying to fill the gap in his knowledge.
Pyo-wol was an angler.
He was hungry for everything he had never done before.
He greedily sought out knowledge and female bodies.
The morals and views of the world had no effect on him.
What he needed was to satisfy his immediate hunger.
Tak!
Finally, Pyo-wol closed the booklet.
Finished reading.
A faint anticipation appeared on Cho Hyang�s face. Since Pyo-wol had finished reading all the books, it was now her turn. JrNovels.com
Pyo-wol was reading a book, while leaning against a soft blanket. Cho Hyang was sitting modestly beside him.
When Pyo-wol opened his mouth slightly, Cho Hyang hurriedly put a piece of fruit she had cut in front of him.
�How does it taste?�
�Good.�
�I specifically asked the merchant to bring it in this morning. It�s fresh and tastes good.�
Cho Hyang acted coquettishly and rubbed her chest against Pyo-wol�s forearm. Anyone could see how hard she had fallen for Pyo-wol.
In fact, Cho Hyang was deeply in love with Pyo-wol.
It felt like her soul was satisfied just by looking at him.
She was mesmerized by his beautiful appearance and skin that rivals a woman, and deep red eyes that seemed to see through everything.
The brothel keeper and the chief inspector�s warnings were no longer in her mind. All she had in her mind was Pyo-wol.
How can I make this guy look and embrace me?
That�s all she had been thinking about all day.
If Pyo-wol showed her even a small smile, she was even willing to sell her soul. But Pyo-wol remained indifferent, never showing a smile.
Of course, it was okay.
It was both okay and scary at the same time.
After entering the Plum Room, Pyo-wol did nothing after grabbing a book.
It started when he accidentally found a music sheet that was stuck in a corner of the Plum Room.�
The courtesans had to be good at the Four Arts1 so they always lived with related and relevant books nearby. The music sheet that Pyo-wol was reading was one of those books. The melody often played by the prostitutes was written on the sheet music.
Pyo-wol fell in love with the score as if it was fate.
He was deeply engrossed with the book, as if he was desperately trying to fill the gap in his knowledge.
Pyo-wol was an angler.
He was hungry for everything he had never done before.
He greedily sought out knowledge and female bodies.
The morals and views of the world had no effect on him.
What he needed was to satisfy his immediate hunger.
Tak!
Finally, Pyo-wol closed the booklet.
Finished reading.
A faint anticipation appeared on Cho Hyang�s face. Since Pyo-wol had finished reading all the books, it was now her turn. JrNovels.com
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