Chapter 296 – Hong Wol-Young Couldn’t Stand It
After taking her bath, Hong Wol-yeong put on a hotel gown and came out to the living room.
She sat at the dressing table, looked in the mirror, and simply applied toner, lotion, and moisturizer to tidy up her skin.
Her own face seen in her mirror as she finished her foundation makeup.
Her red hair, which she had wiped off with her towel, was lightly damp and fell over her white gown.
Clear and smooth skin.
Vivid eyes.
In the mirror, Hong Wol-young is gorgeous and beautiful.
“…”
But crooked lips.
What is it that I don’t like so much?
She came out of the bath but she couldn’t get her mind off other than when she was being milked.
She checked out the brand of perfume the hotel had and sprayed it on her face and body.
Her rather luxurious scent tickled her nose, but Hong Wol-young got up from the dressing table with a firm expression.
Even if she eats fruit, puts on a mask, and rolls around in bed, it’s the same.
Not feeling better, I sat down at her table and drank a glass of wine.
Come to think of it, even when she drank wine, she seemed to drink it with Chun-wun.
It was heavenly luck that suited Hong Wol-yeong well.
She often makes friends for drinks these days.
“Why am I only thinking about heavenly luck?”
Hong Wol-young muttered to himself.
Weird.
Is this an effect of brainwashing?
Is she still being hypnotized by Chun Yun?
She gulped down a glass of wine.
She doesn’t try to drive her spirits away with magic, so her languid drunkenness mixes with the sweet wine and rises sharply.
She took the Seed of Her Regeneration from her inventory.
According to Chun-wun, this is a divine item.
Since it is an abstract object, the material form has no meaning.
The moment Chun-Woon passed ownership of her to Hong Wol-Young, Hong Wol-Young carried her around and said that she could use it anytime.
If she didn’t like the experience of being milked, she could erase her memory and she could go back in time, she said.
“Bad kid…”
Hong Wol-young grabbed her wine bottle tightly.
The solution proposed by Cheonwoon seemed perfect at first glance, but there was a big loophole.
That is, Hong Wol-young, who has been milked so far, is very angry.
The pain of being betrayed by someone she trusted and loved was bitter.
If I go back to the past with the seed of regeneration, what should I fix first?
First of all, I wanted to erase the memory of milking.
Hong Wol-young said that if she hadn’t been tricked by Chun-wun, she wouldn’t have allowed her to be milked.
To a man who is not even a lover.
No matter how much my shoulder hurts, there’s no way I’ll accept being milked.
She was Hong Wol-young, who had never been in a relationship because there was no man she liked.
She was thrilled that the first skinship she had ever had was milking.
Yoo Na’s boyfriend.
She had never been seen as a love object.
She didn’t want an affair like that.
As long as Lee Yu-na knew how much she loved her heavenly fortune, Hong Wol-young thought of protecting her brother’s pure love.
Although she was honestly attracted to Chun Yun as a man, she put up with her feelings of adulation.
Accepting her as her brother, she kept her line in her relationships with the opposite sex.
However, Cheonun brainwashed Lee Yu-na and Hong Wol-yeong and all the women and beat them to their heart’s content.
‘If I go back to the past, will the very existence of heavenly luck be erased?’
She had such a heart because she was unhappy with the sky.
“If there was no heavenly luck, Lee Yu-na would be sad.”
And she herself too.
It was because she herself had been liking Chun-wun before she knew it.
I placed the seeds of regeneration on the table and thought about it while rolling it around.
How do I fix the past so that I like it?
Honestly, the current situation was very good for Hong Wol-young.
The world is regaining peace, and the paradise castle is the paradise on earth that everyone dreams of.
A wonderful man named Chun-wun milks her, and she is happy to be with Yu-na, Shin-na-yeon and all her colleagues.
If we could go back in time, would we be able to find a connection like this?
Hong Wol-yeong laid her breasts on her table like a cushion and put her head on top.
She had no reason to go back to the past if her anger was resolved.
‘What I need is not the seed of rebirth.’
Cheonwoon’s sincere apology.
The suture of a broken heart.
And true confession.
It is time to choose her own feelings towards her heavenly fortune.
Chunun was Lee Yoo-na’s lover, but she also liked herself.
Hong Yue-young lay blankly on her chest pillow, then turned on her cell phone and called her heavenly fortune.
Even if you want to solve your anger, you need luck, and if you want to talk about love, you need luck.
*
[Will you come to my hotel room? The location was taken by GPS.]
I was in Paradise Castle and received a cell phone message from Hong Wol-young.
A message from beyond the gate, through the internal communication network of the Castle of Paradise.
Hong Wol-yeong was calling.
Since she left, I had been living with her uncomfortable mind as if sitting on a cushion of thorns, so I went straight to her.
Open a rift to Norway.
I am the god of milking who rules the system world.
As long as you know the coordinates, you can move anywhere.
Through sharing her thoughts, he accurately sensed Hong Wol-young’s location and entered the hotel room she was staying at through a crack.
Luxurious hotel room.
Soft lighting illuminates the colorful interior.
Among them, Wolyoung Hong was waiting for me, wearing her white robe and lying on her table with her chest as a pillow.
Plates of fresh fruit and empty wine bottles.
A strong smell of alcohol wafts from Hong Wol-young, who rests her head on her fluffy breasts with her red hair hanging down.
The eyes looking at me are slightly hazy.
“Are you drunk?”
“No, I am not drunk. Are you sane?”
The appearance of Hong Wol-yeong, who did not intend to get up from her breast pillow, was clearly a drunk person.
“Yes, I understand.”
She could use her magic to drive away the alcohol at any time, but if she didn’t, it meant she wanted to stay drunk.
I didn’t force her to wake up.
“Heavenly luck.”
“Yes.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“…”
She laughs softly and hits her eye smile.
It was difficult to answer in a short sentence.
Should I say I missed you too?
As I was choosing her answer, she spoke first.
“It’s nice to see you, but why did you do that to me?”
She did well not to answer.
She’s still not in the mood.
She might have inflamed her anger more if I had replied with something kind like I missed you too.
“It hurts so much because you cheated on me.”
“Sorry.”
Looking at Hong Wol-young’s frowning expression, she said sorry.
To make my pretty and good-natured older sister sad.
I’m the bad guy
“You couldn’t fool me by calling milking a qigong treatment. Also, while brainwashing her, she shouldn’t have been nice to me. So you forgot.”
She raised her back, put her hand on her chin and lifted her head.
Her narrowed eyes are moist.
Seeing her weakened appearance, her self-confidence was welling up.
“I don’t know what to do with you. I don’t want to look like you, but I keep missing you, and I want to burn you to death, but I hate seeing you in pain.”
Her drunkenness revealed her feelings honestly.
“I’m afraid to be milked, but I want to be milked again. I don’t like being milked without knowing anything, but I also like milking itself. Because it puts me at ease.”
Conflicting emotions.
It was a voice mixed with love and hatred.
“Why did you do this to me? What are you doing to me? If you just wanted to eat breast milk, you’d rather keep brainwashing yourself, right? Why are you hurting me by revealing the truth?”
Hong Wol-yeong’s words became more and more like talking to herself.
It seemed like he was just spitting out the alcohol.
“Do you think you can comfortably go back to the past if you leave it like this? If I erase my memory, will everything just disappear?”
“Then what should I do?”
It was hard to keep looking at Hong Wol-yeong, who was frowning on her face.
As much as she has always been pliable and laid-back, she is a woman whose collapse is pitiful.
Her red hair, which had been gorgeous and bright, looked gloomy and damp.
“Will you put me to sleep first? I’m mad because I’m angry, and I want to get a good night’s sleep to clear my mind, but I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep at this rate because it’s unfair.”
“Yes…”
You’ve called me because of anger.
Seeing her melancholy, Hong Wol-young’s appearance, I vowed to do anything for her.
*
But how do you sleep?
I usually made her milk and quickly put it on, but Hongwol Young, which was released from her brainwashing, would accept her milk.
I stood nicely and waited for her command.
“Portrait treatment … Oh, I can’t milk. Write sleep magic. “
Hong Wol-young is lying on a bed in a hotel gown.
Like a habit, she demands porosity treatment, but she realizes that she was milking and changed her request.
“Okay, you stay still.”
I walked her basic magic, Slip, to her Hong Wol -young.
Spread her magic from her long range, slowing her new metabolism and reducing her mental activity.
Throbbing.
Hongwol Young, who was closed her eyes and was receiving magic, gave a regular heartbeat sound.
Blink.
Her eyes are shit.
Rather, as if I woke up from alcohol, I fell asleep.
“Luck, do you want to sleep?”
“I used this [Slip] Magic.”
“It doesn’t work.”
“Iknow, right. Why won’t it work?”
I thought about Hongwol Young was a very strong wizard.
No matter how much I am the god of milking, it was not easy to silence her.
“Would you like to walk again?”
“Yes.”
[Slip]
“…”
Hongwol Young, who opened her eyes straight, sheds me.
Her old spirit was awakened and the energy was being scattered.
Why can’t I calm her?
As she was seriously worried, she learned that she was because of her habit.
She fell asleep every day for her milk, and she felt unpleasant in the ‘slip] Magic that was forcibly crying.
“You are a god. But can’t you sleep me? “
“I am Hong Wol-yeong. Then can you excuse it? “
“Huh?”
“I think it’s because milking is a habit. I won’t be wet, so I’ll only caress. ”
“…”
Hong Wol-yeong looked at me with her surprised eyes.
As I explain the detailed reason through thought sharing, I gradually understand.
“Caress? Okay. You just have to caress. You’re just making me sleepy, okay?”
“Yes.”
“Don’t misunderstand, I’m not asking for a favor. Don’t even think about touching my milk.”
“I know.”
Hong Wol-yeong carefully turned over.
She lies on her stomach, covers her lower body with a blanket and waits for her caress.
In the early days of her milking, it was a posture in which only the back was revealed, as if she was going to sleep due to qigong treatment.
I can see Hong Wol-young lying on her stomach, her thick side breasts and her plentiful buttocks revealed after pushing the blanket.
Disheveled red hair.
Because she is wearing a thin gown, the lines of her neck, shoulders and waist are revealed in detail.
“…”
Let her put her to sleep.
As before.
When her milking brainwashing was lame, I slowly kneaded her back and put her to sleep.
I knelt down beside her Hong Wol-young and pressed her lazily on her back with her fingers.
“Ahhh!”
Her moans spilling out.
Sensitive, her body reacts as soon as I touch her.
“Aren’t you pushing too hard? You won’t be able to sleep like this.”
“Did you press very lightly?”
She was originally a sensitive woman.
A touch of her finger triggers a match.
“Just be patient and you will get used to it. Relax her and exhale deeply, and she will fall asleep in no time.”
“Okay, please.”
I pressed my finger on Hong Wol-yeong’s back again.
Her back, her spine, the back of her neck, her shoulders, her arms.
A delicate caress to put the milkmate to sleep.
“Huh…”
But Hong Wol-young feels it too much.
After clearing her brainwashing, it seemed that she was wary of me and became sensitive.
As if her body, accustomed to my fingers, had waited, even a small friction sent a thrilling stimulus to her heart.
“Haaang, haaang.”
Slender critique.
“Oh, this is unbearable! Aren’t you caressing too much?”
Hong Wol-yeong scolds and scolds herself for itching.
I was unhappy.
It’s because she’s ridiculously sensitive about her.
“In that case, just do it as usual. Milking one more time won’t change our relationship.”
In the end, she agreed to milk her.
Is there anything better than milking your mind to go to sleep?
She knelt down in front of me with her face of abandon.
“Then milk it.”
“Huh.”
I raised both hands and spoke solemnly, like a doctor performing an operation.
Hong Wol-young nodded her head slowly.
Her circumstances flow as naturally into her milking as when she first milked her.
