First Night 100 Million Won
My Wedding Dress
Nit nit nit.
"Opa! What's that sound?" jisoo asked, half-whispering, as Arsen almost started what he was asking of the girl.
"The door is locked." replied Arsen, half whispering anyway.
"Don't lie. Which door?" Jisoo moved away while pushing slowly on the man's body. He was sure, it might just be someone's voice and it made him nervous, afraid of being caught.
"It!" Arsen raised a small black object in his hand, bringing it closer to the girl's face. "I locked it with this remote control. Still can't believe it?"
Jisoo alternately stared at the door and the small object. "Owh. em.. so apparently." let's not look too tacky and too plain, Jisoo pretended to believe, nodded surely. Back he got closer by swinging his legs a few steps, making him now directly in the man's arms.
"I locked it so you wouldn't have to be nervous about getting caught wet."
"Sorry Oppa, thank you."
"Oh, here it is. I don't want that anymore." hugging warmly.
"Oppas. Are you angry?" reassuring what his ears had just heard.
Arsen just kept hugging. "I'm not feeling any more. Next time only.
"Oppa, are you sure?" Jisoo feels relieved that Arsen has changed his mind. It was very clear from his facial expression, but not visible to Arsen.
"Hmmm. Go back to your room." let go of her hug slowly.
"Okay Oppa, I'll see you in the morning. Remember, don't forget our one-month contract agreement."
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Today, Arsen plans to invite his fiancee to enjoy a date together. Counting, building a closeness with Kim Ji Soo that he will marry. Somehow the closeness that he had to wake up, even though they had even had a few kisses, but it seemed to have no effect on the insensitive girl.
As usual, the Yoris family would gather in the morning for breakfast together.
"Jisoo, today go with mama well, there's something you want to show you."
"Yes, Madam."
"Where else are you going, Mah? I have plans with him today."
"Later you'll know Sen. Mama has a surprise for you."
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In accordance with the invitation of the mother, Arsen, Jisoo and his mother are now speeding across the road to the place mentioned by the mother.
"Ahss, to this place? I told you mom didn't have to interfere with the dress she was going to wear. I'll vote for him." the man raised an objection, even before they arrived inside the famous bridal fashion house located in the center of the city.
"Just go inside and make your choice inside."
Officers asked the three to enter a room where a surprise for Kim Jisoo had been prepared.
Is this a dream or something?
A stunned Jisoo stared at a beautiful dress, with a quivering feeling.
"Waaah. It's best, Mah." Arsen admired how graceful the work of the leading designer was. He hasn't seen any other collections. A dress that looks elegant, a little closed, is a very appropriate choice.
"Madam, how could this real dress be in front of my eyes?"
"Am I not a cool mother-in-law? I know your dream dress, right?" mom smiled.
Jisoo shed tears. The girl cried in the arms of the future mother-in-law.
Arsen glared at the two women beside him. There was no wind and no rain, Jisoo sobbed in the arms of Mama Gina, just because of a dress.
"Isn't this overkill? Why are you crying?" ask Arsen then.
Jisoo became increasingly sobbing. While the woman who hugged him only showed her beautiful smile.
"Oppas. I'm very happy. I'll wear this at our wedding."
"Yes, I agree. But why do you have to cry?"
"The design of this dress was stolen from Jisoo, Sen. She herself designed it as a dream dress for her wedding."
Jisoo nodded in confirming.
"Thank you Madam, I didn't expect to see this on my wedding day. I'm so happy."
"What's? You designed it? Are you a designer?" Arsen.
Jisoo. "I'm not a designer. But I like to design, Oppa."
"Well, my boyfriend is very talented. Jisoo, why are you always so awesome in my eyes?"
"Not just in your eyes Oppa. Everyone in my office also admired me." said the girl, innocently.
What an unpleasant statement in the man's hearing. However, he was still able to nod his head lightly.
"OK, you're awesome." touched the girl's shoulder.
"Emmmmm. Mama's still here. Sen, hold it."
"Well, I'm not gonna swallow it here. I just want to take it. Can you get out of here for a second?" His son's exaggerated jokes made him get a punch on his back from the hands of mama who was a little bar - bar.
Date time. Arsen accidentally asked the driver to pick up his mother.
"Okay, enjoy your date. Mom is waiting at home with the other mama. Arsen, remember, don't be naughty."
Mama gets into her car, Arsen and Jisoo continue their journey.
"Jisoo, you don't stop smiling. Don't be such a lunatic." reminded the girl, who until now still imagined how happy it would be to wear her own designs on her wedding day.
"I'm so happy Oppa." Over and over again, that was all Kim Jisoo said.
"You look impatient to marry me."
"Yes, I can't wait. I can't wait to wear that dress. Aaaahhhh, nice."
"good. That means you're pretty happy to be married to me. Think of it that way." Arsen stopped the car, on a fairly quiet road, not crossed by any vehicle.
"Oppa, what is this place? Why are we stopping?"
"I'm thirsty."
"Shy?" Jisoo is looking for the presence of mineral water or any drink. "But we don't have Oppa's drink,"
Arsen leaned his body. "The drink is here." said Arsen in a soft voice, almost whispering, touching his index finger on the lips of his fiancee.
Jiso smiled. Regardless of how he felt, it seemed like Arsen's desire was also something he wanted at the moment. In response, he moved to lean his body, just like the man did.
"Oppa, I want it too."
Aseeek. You've finally made progress, baby.
Within moments, Kim Ji Soo's slender body had already moved over Arsen's lap.
Start sipping, playing the tongue more aggressively. The fact that Jisoo wants it too, makes Arsen a pleasure not to play.
I will make you forget that ridiculous agreement, Kim JiSoo.
Arsen's hands, usually silent, are now active. The body of Jisoo he loved was clearly above him at this moment. Of course the temptation of the touch he will give can be leveled up.
Why did Oppa's hand get into my shirt? Oh no. This feels good. I can't refuse it.
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