159 – EP.7 Over the Wall-1
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After the much-talked-about and troublesome visit to Anhui, the group of flamers began wandering around the central plains again.
They did not have a case of sitting firmly somewhere for more than six months.
Except for public occasions, their destinations were always out of reach of people.
This time, they briefly dropped off at a slash-and-burn village and dealt with the bandits who were bullying the slash-and-burn villagers.
We also carried out works such as erecting a fence in the village.
“Oh, you’re really good at building fences.”
While the fence was being erected by weaving bush clover trees roughly, the women of the village gathered in threes, fours, and fives and were giving lessons, not lessons, behind In-ho.
He was working on his arms in the hot sun, and the women in the village shuddered at the sight of his strong tendons and strong muscles.
“Hoho, I’m sure you’ll set up everything well.”
At the strange sexual harassment, Inho laughed bitterly.
It was a common reaction for Moorim people to be scared, but did they treat it without a sense of distance?
The women of the village treated In-ho kindly.
While they were whispering among themselves and evaluating Inho, Inho, who had finished weaving the fence, got up from his seat and brushed the dirt off his buttocks.
“I-over there…”
A woman with her bangs covering her eyes held out a gourd filled with water to him.
Seeing that scene, the gathered women let out a ‘Oh my God’ sound.
“Ah, thank you. I was just thirsty.”
Taking the gourd, he gulped down the water.
“Oh my gosh.”
Watching the water flow through the wooden boat, the women whispered.
Thinking that reacting to it was the sewage of sewage, In-ho closed his eyes tightly.
If you show a shy look, it’s clear that you will grab and tease yourself like a wild beast that has found its prey.
“You drank well.”
The woman who had been handed the gourd blushed and ran to the other side, and before she knew it, her friends who had gathered grabbed her and squealed at each other.
‘Mistress… I’m exhausted.’
In-ho, who had been watching the scene blankly, let out a long sigh when he felt a sharp stabbing of death from a distance.
– Dtakong
Suddenly, a small stone started to be thrown in the back of the head.
“hahahaha, I’m done.”
With an awkward smile, Inho left.
Leaving behind the women who called him, In-ho headed toward a large tree at the entrance of the village.
The tree was so large that it took three adult men to surround it, but Inho, who arrived in front of the tree, raised his head.
“What else is this time?”
“……”
Soyu Namgung was sitting on the branch of a tall tree.
Soyou, who was looking down with a puzzled expression, jumped and landed lightly in front of Inho.
A very angry face.
In-ho thought that it was not easy to spend today.
– chin
Namgung Soyou violently grabbed the hem of Inho’s clothes.
Inho felt a tightness in his throat, and his throat felt uncomfortable.
“Are you crazy?”
“…What is it? Is it so wrong to drink a glass of water?”
“Didn’t I tell you not to be close to them any more than necessary?”
“What’s the point of being closer than necessary?”
“Why on earth did you roll up your arms? And you have to keep your clothes tidy. Can’t you see all your breasts?”
Soyou adjusted Inho’s clothes.
Her fingertips seemed to have gently brushed his chest, but Inho thought it was a coincidence.
“Because it’s hot.”
“If you are a disciple of Yeomrun Gong, you should also trim your clothes well. What will they think? A warrior who learns Yeomrun Gong will think that he is lewd.”
Soyou screamed with his face turned like a carrot.
“Huh… It’s such a leap, but this… Anyway, I got it. I’ll be careful.”
Not wanting to argue anymore, Inho declared defeat.
However, Soyou wasn’t going to just let it go.
She hugged Inho tightly.
Soyou buried her face in his chest and muttered disgruntledly.
“In the first place, don’t allow others the distance. What is this? Your clothes have already smelled of another woman.”
Inho let out a shy smile.
After the incident in Anhui, Soyou whined to herself more often.
In-ho was a woman who was thirsty for affection, so it was natural for him to do this.
He raised his hand and stroked her hair.
I recently found out that this behavior had a calming effect on her.
“If you say don’t allow distance, what if we stick together like this. Master.”
“I’m fine. I’m fine.”
Ugh, In-ho kept stroking So-you’s hair, making a noise that he couldn’t stop it.
‘There are a lot of things like this these days. Are you having trouble?’
The reason why they stayed for a while in the slash-and-burn village was to help people, but also to practice possession.
[Type of bet]
It was the last skill that Ambassador Yeomjin told Soyou.
He didn’t tell me any principles, and he showed me just once.
Soyou has been challenging for several months to implement it.
A situation in which a person who has made a type of bet in Moorim is counting his hands.
No matter how much a master’s class belongs to, it is a state that cannot be achieved at once.
In this situation as difficult as finding a needle in the desert, Soyou was always in a bad mood.
it had hit a wall.