An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

Mrs. Hill's house.

Inside the spacious restaurant.

Warm yellow spotlights shone down from above.

The light made this space, filled with secretive ambiguity, exceptionally clear.

Lynn sat back in the main wooden dining chair with an air of authority, his eyes half-closed.

The jeans, which had faded slightly from washing, had been ripped open.

Looking down at Park Soo-yeon beneath him, Lin En's lips curled into a satisfied smile.

After arriving here, he saw quite a few foreign women.

Seeing such a delicate and gentle Asian face at this moment has a truly unique and distinctive charm.

next moment.

"hiss--"

A distinct and intense gasp filled the quiet restaurant instantly.

Below, Park Soo-yeon covered her cherry-like mouth tightly, looking up in disbelief.

Her peach blossom eyes, which were originally brimming with tears, were now filled with an overwhelming sense of awe.

She was even trembling slightly from shock.

He couldn't help but let out a gasp that was almost in distorted voice: "OMG, my God!"

This was by no means an exaggerated reaction deliberately staged to please Lynn, but rather a tremor and horror from the depths of his soul.

The sheer scale of this foundation is astounding.

It has already exceeded, and even far exceeded, her existing knowledge and imagination.

If Lynn's foundation is a massive, unparalleled cruise ship.

That useless husband of hers who's always complaining about being tired is, at best, a small, dilapidated boat that could capsize at any moment!

Prior to this, she had judged that Lynn was definitely much better than her good-for-nothing husband.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to keep Mrs. Hill and Katie completely under his thumb.

But she never expected that Lynn's background was so incredibly profound.

Isn't it said that Asians all have similar cultural backgrounds?

Why are men from Tokyo University so much more outstanding than Korean men, even though they are both Asian?

"Gulp!"

Park Soo-yeon swallowed hard, feeling a dryness deep in her throat.

As she continued to observe, a hint of fear of the unknown flashed in her foxy eyes.

But it was immediately overwhelmed by an overwhelming wave of fervor.

A thought that both frightened and excited her flashed through her mind.

I'm going to suffer tonight!

"Oh?"

Seeing Park Soo-yeon's astonished yet unwavering gaze, Lin En was slightly taken aback.

To be fair, his background is definitely outstanding among his peers.

His childhood friend even gave him the nickname "Dapeng".

But to be honest, his background wasn't that groundbreaking.

It doesn't even reach the average level online.

Not to mention comparing them to those exceptionally talented Black men.

However, this does not mean he is not strong.

His true core strengths have always been his hardness and durability.

But soon, Lynn's eyes flashed slightly, and he instantly understood everything.

The woman at your feet is a genuine Korean, and her husband is naturally also a Korean man.

That makes perfect sense.

After all, South Korean men are notoriously shallow in terms of cultural depth throughout Asia and even the world.

It's said that international giants like Durex and Jissbon always sell out their small-sized umbrellas when exporting to South Korea!

This is not some deliberately fabricated story, but a fact supported by data.

It is precisely because this so-called fact is so hurtful to their self-esteem that Korean men are so bothered by the "OK" gesture.

Apple's official timeline in South Korea is the best proof.

"Oh."

Thinking of this, Lynn couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Reaching out, he lifted Park Soo-yeon's smooth chin, teasing her with a hint of mischievousness in his voice: "Alright, stop standing there like an idiot, you're about to catch a cold."

Hearing these teasing words, Park Soo-yeon finally snapped out of her daze.

Her watery, foxy eyes glared fiercely at Lynn, her gaze filled with both embarrassment and barely concealed lust.

Immediately, as if to ease her inner tension, Park Soo-yeon stuck out her tongue and gently licked her dry lips.

It was this seemingly unintentional little movement that made Lynn, who was leaning back in her chair, suddenly sit up straight, her eyes wide open!

He could clearly see that Park Soo-yeon's tongue was very, very long!

At first glance, it even has a touch of chilling horror.

Although the action only lasted for a moment, Lynn was 100% certain.

If you use all your strength, you can easily touch the tip of your nose.

It's even more outrageous!!

"This...this..."

Doesn't this level of fear mean that kissing could reach the throat?

If you combine that with the kind of yoga poses that Katie does, where she can personally supervise the action.

Wouldn't that mean I could reach myself...?

"Gurgle!"

His thoughts raced wildly in this direction, and Lynn's Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.

I felt a surge of heat rush from my tailbone straight to the top of my head, and my scalp tingled instantly.

He had never realized that this seemingly gentle Korean wife possessed such a unique skill.

"What's wrong?"

Noticing Lynn's staring and shocked gaze, Park Soo-yeon paused slightly, tilted her head back, and looked up in confusion.

Lynn subconsciously pursed her slightly dry lips, her gaze fixed on the other person's mouth, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Your tongue..."

Upon hearing this, Park Soo-yeon was taken aback at first, but then immediately understood what Lin En meant.

A smug smile instantly bloomed on her delicate face. She slightly raised her chin, her expression so alluring it was almost dripping with moisture.

"There's nothing we can do about it, it's just how they were born."

"I see..." Lynn nodded meaningfully, raised an eyebrow, and asked again, "So... how's the agility?"

Upon hearing this, Park Soo-yeon did not give a direct answer.

Her almond-shaped eyes darted around for a moment, then she bent down and rummaged through the pocket of her floral apron for a while.

Finally, under Lynn's slightly puzzled gaze, he pulled out a thin, soft tie used for binding vegetables.

Park Soo-yeon first gently bit the middle of the binding thread.

Then, under Lynn's increasingly astonished gaze...

Less than ten seconds later, Park Soo-yeon opened her mouth with a smile and slowly spat the tying wire into her palm.

The originally straight binding thread has now been precisely tied into three neat knots!

"hiss……"

This time, it was Lynn's turn to gasp in shock.

Can you tie a knot in a thread with just your tongue? And three knots at that!

This flexibility is simply outrageous.

This is no ordinary housewife.

This guy is an absolute gem, one in a million!

With such a unique skill, one can only imagine how happy they will be in the future.

Sensing the admiration in Lynn's eyes, Park Soo-yeon's smile deepened and became even more alluring.

She casually tossed the knotted thread aside, pursed her red lips again, and spoke in a sickeningly sweet voice:

"Mr. Lin... his skills are far more than just this one."

"besides?"

Lynn's voice suddenly rose several decibels, his tone becoming increasingly excited.

This chilling technique isn't even his full strength?

"certainly."

Park Soo-yeon had a confident smile on her lips.

With her hands on Lynn's thighs, she slowly brought her delicately made-up face closer to hers until their noses were almost touching.

Then, she whispered in Lynn's ear in a tone that only the two of them could hear:

"My throat is really warm..."

"Buzz—"

Upon hearing this vivid and suggestive phrase, Lynn's head instantly buzzed.

An extremely intense heat rushed to my head, making me feel a bit dizzy.

He stared intently at Park Soo-yeon, whose cheeks were flushed, and muttered through gritted teeth, "Small item!"

Lynn immediately stopped hesitating.

Two large hands suddenly reached out and grabbed Park Soo-yeon's high ponytail.

Without hesitation, he immediately placed his A.

……

at the same time.

Second floor, Katie's bedroom.

Behind that door that was only slightly ajar.

A pair of eyes filled with jealousy and resentment were staring intently at the brightly lit restaurant on the first floor.

Katie clung tightly to the doorframe, completely ignoring Lynn, who was sitting in the main seat with his head tilted back and eyes closed, seemingly resting.

That fiery gaze, like a sharp knife, was fixed on the frantically busy Park Soo-yeon, its depths swirling with an extremely malevolent light.

"You shameless slut! You shameless slut!"

After staring at her for several seconds, Katie forced out a curse through gritted teeth.

The frustration and resentment of being forced to give up her space downstairs, and the anger and resentment of watching others enjoy her man now.

At this moment, everyone's focus was entirely on Park Soo-yeon.

In Katie's eyes, all of this was the fault of this Korean woman.

If it weren't for the scheming old woman, Park Soo-yeon, threatening me...

So at this moment, the person pulling the microphone in the restaurant should be Katie.

That was her privilege!

Seeing Park Soo-yeon working diligently, Katie's eyes welled up with tears.

He even felt an urge to rush down and kill someone with a knife.

But he managed to suppress this impulse.

After all, this woman in front of her still has something on her hands!

However, time passed second by second.

Katie, who had been peeking through the crack in the door, felt a strange change creeping into her heart.

As I watched, a strange sense of irritation welled up from the bottom of my heart.

Her eyes, which were originally filled with resentment, gradually became misty and watery.

Under such intense visual stimulation, I found myself involuntarily immersing myself in Lynn's perspective!

Watching that arrogant Korean neighbor now desperately trying to please Lynn.

Deep inside Katie, a twisted pleasure began to surge uncontrollably.

He even started praying frantically in his heart, hoping that Lynn would teach Park Soo-yeon a lesson in a more brutal way.

Ideally, you should be able to drive the other person to the brink of collapse in one go, making this bitch give up.

I will never dare to step into this house again!

"Give her a good beating! Go for it!!"

Katie screamed in her heart.

He shouted while clenching his fists so tightly that he didn't even realize his sharp nails were digging deep into his palms.

Tick!Tick!

Time passed by, second by second.

Katie, however, showed no intention of going back inside, and instead continued to observe.

He just stared intently downstairs, not even blinking...

……

The huge restaurant was now shrouded in a suffocating silence.

Except for the chandelier overhead that emitted an ambiguous, warm yellow glow.

Lost in their own world, Lynn and busy Park Soo-yeon were completely unaware of Katie peeping through the crack in the second-floor door.

Or perhaps, even if they did notice, they simply wouldn't bother with it at the moment.

Because at this moment, the two of them were so immersed in their own world that they were almost completely unaware of what the world was like.

At this moment, both of them possess unique skills.

In this battle without gunfire, everyone gave it their all.

It was truly a clash of titans, a battle of equals!

No words are needed; often, a single glance is enough for both parties to know how to cooperate.

However, in the end, Lynn was the first to give in.

"call--"

At that moment, Lynn let out a long breath.

As the tense muscles gradually relaxed, I sat up straight.

Instantly, I felt completely comfortable, as if my weight had become much lighter out of thin air.

In stark contrast is Park Soo-yeon.

If I weigh myself tonight, I'm sure I'll have gained quite a bit of weight.

"Forehead!"

Park Soo-yeon suddenly widened her charming peach blossom eyes, and her two delicate eyebrows instantly furrowed together.

He covered his nose with one hand and kept fanning himself with the other.

His cheeks were flushed red, and he looked extremely anxious.

His eyes darted around frantically, his gaze anxiously scanning the surroundings of the restaurant, as if searching for something.

Seeing this, Lynn's lips slowly curved into a meaningful smile.

An idea immediately formed in my mind.

He maintained his imposing posture, looking down at the bewildered Korean wife at his feet.

"Ahem!"

Lynn just coughed twice, without saying a word.

But those dark, deep eyes had already silently expressed everything.

He believed that Park Soo-yeon, who exuded a strong sense of being a married woman, would definitely understand what he meant.

as predicted.

Park Soo-yeon, who was frantically searching for something, suddenly froze, her body stiffening in mid-air.

Looking up, she met Lynn's cold yet meaningful gaze.

In an instant, Park Soo-yeon understood the subtext in Lim Eun's eyes.

Her beautiful eyebrows twitched uncontrollably twice, and a deep sense of turmoil flashed in her eyes.

Although they have been married for so many years, he has never tried this before.

Because she thought her good-for-nothing husband didn't deserve her!

But right now...

Faced with Lynn's absolute control and oppressive aura, she finally resigned herself to closing her eyes.

Despite tears of humiliation and physical discomfort welling up in her eyes.

"Gurgle~"

With a soft sound, the restaurant fell completely silent.

Seeing this, Lynn's cold and stern face finally broke into a satisfied smile again.

After a pause, Lynn slowly stood up.

He glanced at Park Soo-yeon, whose eyes were glistening with tears, but didn't speak immediately, as if he was preparing something.

A moment later, Lynn slowly extended his large hand and gently patted the other's slightly disheveled head, his tone flippant and his voice rising:

"Great, what a good girl!"

……