"Haa. Who studies dating from writing!"
"How else should I study?"
"Do you know only when you study?"
I, Ciella. Even though I have had a trashy love affair with an ex, I still have a romantic history of 5 years.
I put my right hand near my heart and gave him my advice as a love senior.
"Dating is something you do with your heart."
"Heart?"
"Sir, do you like the lady?"
"Yes."
The man's earlobes and cheeks turned red. I looked at the figure and asked solemnly.
"Do you love her?"
"..."
"You love her. You want to make her happy, right?"
"That's right."
"Showing only pretty things and feeding only good things?"
Nodding.
"What about your plans for children?"
"Two sons, three daughters... Wait."
He hesitated to answer casually.
It's tough to have five babies, I don't know who they are. I would run away.
Anyway, the role of men was crucial to have that many children. Before the man could protest, "Why do you ask that?", I quickly continued my words.
"Then read something other than what you're reading now."
"Something other?"
"Yes, "24 Hours of Burning Bed" or "The Secret Private Life of Lovers in Bed"..."
"Are you not shy?"
The man who cut me off turned his head away. His face was heated up and he seemed to have been insulted.
"I recommended them because you asked me to recommend them."
"How can you do that while you're not even married yet?"
"I'm not asking you to read it with her. Look at it alone. Or get married and look at it together. You already have plans for children, don't you?"
"..."
"Holding hands alone won't make a baby."
"..."
"Don't you have to study hard to have 5 babies?"
"That's... true."
"Of course."
"...Say it again. What were they?"
I called out the titles of all the red books I knew.
The man was embarrassed and publicly in pain, but did his best to write them down as I said.
"-Finally, I'll recommend "The Reason She Cries Every Night." If you read this carefully, you'll receive a lot of love."
"...Have you read all this?"
"That's a trade secret."
I shrugged. I could tell that we were both embarrassed, even though we had hidden our true identities from each other.
The man, whose color had somehow returned to normal, stared at me.
"It seems like everything from experience. You'll be loved by your lover."
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RomanceI became an extra dying for my trashy fiancé. I even succeeded in becoming good friends with the female lead in an attempt to twist the original story. "I'm sorry, Ciella. But we're still friends, right?" The female lead had an affair with my fiancé...