Example - sex

"Brother, are you going to eat?"

A cute and charming young woman, who didn't look older than 25, asked a tall man who was sitting at a desk in the living room, reading a newspaper, with a smile and a hint of amusement.

The red-colored, yellow-and-white flowers scattered around the top of the Tobrak Ko Longyi made the young woman's pale skin even more radiant. The slightly adjusted crown, not too low or too high, was not only elegant and beautiful, but also the emerald-green hair that was only faintly visible, and the three yellow-green flowers that adorned the dark hair on the left side of the young woman's neck, added to the beauty of the woman.

On both sides of the chubby cheeks, he pressed his lips together until small valleys appeared, as if they were flowing in a river. Then...

"Brother, are you ready to eat?" She said again, her beautiful eyes, her nose, and her small, delicate lips curling into a bow, smiling. The young woman's appearance and expression, which she had just seen, were so calm and graceful that it took the other person's breath away.

The young woman had asked this question twice with a sweet expression on her face, but her older brother, who was reading the newspaper, had turned his eyes away and remained unmoved, as if he were only interested in the newspaper.

"Are you ready to eat, big brother?"

The third time the young woman asked this question, her voice was no longer as it had been before, but rather more hoarse and trembling, and her expression had also become somewhat sad.

"How many times do I have to tell you, you're a very sensitive woman?" The young woman's voice and manner were gentle, but the way the man spoke was harsh, harsh, and authoritarian.

“Oh. . . big brother.” “Shut up and don’t say anything more, I told you to.”

(Where are you going? Where are you coming from? Are you going to eat?) Don't ask me those things."

The old man stood up abruptly as he spoke, causing the young woman to flinch slightly and step back imperceptibly.

"Okay, big brother, is this too much to ask?"

"You must listen to my wife, no matter how much you eat. If I want to eat, I will tell you to eat. Remember that, never ask me if I will eat."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he threw the newspaper from his hand onto the table and turned to enter the room, leaving Manumay staring at his back with wide eyes.

In fact, I've had to deal with the question of whether I should eat like this at least 10 times now.

The old man is a strange person who can't even imagine what kind of person he is. The question "Shall we eat dinner?" is always related to married couples. It is impossible to separate them, but why should the old man not be able to accept being invited to eat?

If an adult man is older than Manumae, and their appearance is not the same as that of a princess and a villain, they are at odds. If another adult man had the right to have a woman as beautiful and charming as Manumae, that man would do whatever he wanted and be as gentle as a child.

Now, his older brother, not to mention following his own wishes, began to scold him harshly, as if he had committed a sin by even inviting him to eat as a matter of duty.

"How many times do I have to tell you? Don't ask if you're going to eat."

He was often scolded for asking this question without realizing it, even though he had not been instructed to do so. However, when it was time for dinner, Manu May wanted to ask this question. Sometimes, remembering what her brother had said, she wanted to ask and then she had to back off. Why did Manu May want to ask this question even though she had been told not to ask? This was also a bit strange.

It was about 11:30. Every day, the old man usually returned after this time. He usually returned at this time for no other reason. It was only to eat. So asking someone who had come to eat whether they were going to eat was a very spicy question, like asking someone who had eaten fish paste and water. Why did the old man hold a grudge against his wife for that?

From the moment he left, his words were somber and stammering, Manumay had been sitting in a chair in the living room, sobbing and thinking.

"I asked as a husband and wife, as was my duty. "Are you going to eat?" Is this a sin? I went to scold him. I found out that he was young."

Manu May, muttering this in her mind, struck a blow with great force.

"He and I have been together for over (7) months, now it's (8) months. He hasn't returned the love he has shown me for two years as his wife. Is that because he doesn't love me? Yes. He doesn't love me. So why are you still married?"

This time, Manumay's voice came out a little more hoarse. She gritted her teeth again, closed her eyes, and thought back to the past.