You Are My Treasure, Husband!

131.Don't lick my fingers, Jungkook. (4)

Jungkook blinked. He looked quietly at Lisa with his black eyes, not comprehending what she was saying.

"You are too tall. Lower your head, please." Lisa wooed him.

Jungkook lowered his head docilely.

Lisa's lips curved upward. She leaned into him and planted her lips between his brows.

One little sun.

Lisa knew that once after she had squeezed out all of his little suns, she would be able to get another one or two after a little while.

Her lips moved downward following his tall nose bridge and landed on the tip of his nose. She reaped a second little sun.

Jungkook's thin eyelid trembled, and he felt like a little ant was biting him once and again on his chest. It tickled.

But he liked the feeling.

Lisa's soft lips continued to move downward.

Jungkook tightened his lips reflexively. There was a certain unspeakable desire, and he had no idea what he was hoping for.

The lips went passed his thin lips and landed on his chin. A third little sun was reaped.

Then it was his Adam's apple again. A fourth little sun. She nibbled on it gently and licked it. She got three more little suns from that.

There were no more little suns after the initial 7.

Feeling that Lisa had stopped, Jungkook looked at her with his pitch-black and limpid eyes and said greedily, "More."

Lisa chuckled at his greedy look as he pleaded for more touching from her.

She squatted down and picked a blossoming red rose next to them.

She gestured at Jungkook, "Lower your head."

Jungkook did as he was asked with his lips pinched shut.

Lisa placed the rose over his ear and said, "Pretty."

The fiery red rose and the young man in red complemented each other perfectly!

Jungkook did not pay any attention to the flower on his ear. He looked down and stared at Lisa's finger for a little while. "Reddened."

Lisa was pricked a little by a thorn when she was picking the rose earlier and it was now a little red.

Jungkook nervous held her wounded finger and, mimicking what she had done for him in the past, put it inside his mouth directly.

Lisa, "......"

"I am not bleeding."

"Alright, your saliva had already disinfected my finger for me."

"Jungkook, stop rolling your tongue around my finger......"

The sun came through the glass and casted on Jungkook's body. There was hint of redness on his eyelid and the tips of his ears pink. He was more seductive than the rose over his ear.

***

Lisa came down from the rooftop carrying with her a bouquet of red roses.

What Eunha saw was a hit of pink on Lisa's cheeks through her fair skin. She was more charming than the flowers that she was carrying.

Jungkook, next to her in his red outfit, was tall, handsome, and eye-catching. There was a rose over his ear. Flowers usually make men seem tacky or oily but, when it came to Jungkook, he was so attractive that one could not avert one's eyes.

As much as she didn't want to admit to it, she must say that Jungkook might not be all there, but his looks was impeccable.

The sight of the two together make Eunha's eyes hurt.

Whatever did Lisa mean by that?

She had disliked Jungkook in the past and only wished to divorce him right away. And now, there was a sweet smile on her as she carried the flowers. Had she really fallen for Jungkook?

How was that possible?

Even if Jungkook was attractive, he was still not a normal person. Hadn't his autism always bothered Lisa?

Eunha felt that she was unable to read Lisa.

Did Lisa's attitude change because she had fallen for Jungkook or that she wanted to butter up to Mother Lu through being nice to Jungkook?

Eunha leaned more toward the latter.

"Something's the matter?" She had just taken care of Eunha that morning, What was she doing here now?