The following morning found Soo-Ah pacing in her tent, biting her nails and calling herself stupid for having unknowingly agreed to Sung-Ho's decision to send her away. The only one to blame was his absurd discussions about those old sexual arts beliefs. Sure, she had heard other men talk about them but then, in the end, they all remained brutes.
And what was with those chills that instantly traveled up her arm and down her body when she accidentally touched his hand, making that secret spot inside of her twitch? They did not allow her to speak up at lunch or keep her mind silent last night. Sung-Ho's face kept appearing in her dreams, awakening all sorts of mysterious sensations. Could she even say that Sung-Ho suddenly became alluring to her?
