Chapter 150: Three Peaches (10)

Cheondo When did you two grow to be so shut?

A rib fell from Baekdos chopsticks and rolled onto the plate in entrance.

Precisely! When did you appeal our brother?

Appeal? Who charmed whom!

Cheondo charmed our brother?

!!!!!!!

Hwangdo excitedly chimed in. The misunderstanding deepened, making Baekdos face flip ghostly pale.

We’re shut, however there was no charming concerned.

Who may Cheondo probably appeal?

She had little interest in romance and was like an harmless youngster who believed magical ladies really existed on this world.

As for charming males together with her physique or intentionally utilizing a sultry voice? Maybe Hwangdo would possibly, however Cheondo doing such issues was unimaginable.

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Baekdo checked out Cheondo for affirmation, feeling reassured.

Huh?

Cheondo, with chopsticks nonetheless in her mouth, widened her eyes in shock.

Her decrease lip, gripping the chopsticks, trembled.

Positively.

Seeing Cheondo holding the chopsticks in her mouth for therefore lengthy, Hwangdo pointed at her, startled.

Positively?

one hundred pc! You two are courting, proper?

Drawing from her data of dramas and trendy slang, Hwangdo couldnt be extra sure, pointing accusingly at Cheondos chopsticks.

However to me, it appeared like she was greedy at straws.

Relationship? Thats removed from it.

Actually, there was a time our relationship practically broke down fully.

Cheondo, trying puzzled, glanced forwards and backwards between me and Hwangdo.

No?

I denied it briefly.

In the meantime, as I reduce a second piece of meat and positioned it on the plate in entrance, Hwangdo began to eat the meat eagerly, chewing fortunately.

Such unusual assumptions.

It appeared the sisters harbored doubts in regards to the all of the sudden shut distance between Cheondo and me, however basically, this misunderstanding was totally misplaced.

Why?

Cheondo wouldnt even perceive what courting means.

Ah, that is sensible.

Hwangdo readily accepted this.

Our brother is boring

As an alternative, she turned to criticize me.

Nonetheless

Hwangdo drew out her phrases, her eyes gleaming mischievously as she checked out Cheondo. Their gazes clashed. Cheondos expression was obscured from my view.

So how did you two grow to be shut?

Baekdos query lingered within the air.

Cheondo lastly eliminated the chopsticks from her mouth and cleared her throat.

As a result of have been martial siblings. Its pure to be shut.

An apparent assertion.

So apparent that Baekdo closed her mouth, her wide-open eyes betraying a way of injustice.

Arent you two rivals?

At that, Cheondo and I exchanged glances.

Rivals vying for the place of Cheonma. That was how Cheondo noticed me.

However any animosity between us had been brazenly resolved way back.

A lot time had handed since then. Now, it was merely a topic of gossip.

Is there a rule that claims rivals cant be shut?

Cheondo won’t grow to be Cheonma.

Then I will be with Hwangdo and Baekdo.

Cheondo replied nonchalantly to Baekdos cautionary phrases.

Considering the longer term.

After all, the longer term the place I grew to become Cheonma wasnt thought-about right here.

I’ve no need to grow to be Cheonma. Baekdo, youre being overly persistent.

It was seemingly talked about attributable to a lingering sense of fear.

I understood why. For Baekdo, Cheondo represented each envy and admiration.

Nobody needed to witness the particular person they admired being surpassed by an outsider.

From one perspective, it might sound infantile.

However if you put your self of their place, its comprehensible.

I wouldnt need to see my mentor bested by another person both.

However the considered Cheondo shedding to another person is unfathomable.

Baekdo sat in silence, not even touching the meat she normally loved.

Her eyes, narrowed in frustration, prompted Cheondo to pause as nicely.

Baekdo. Cease it. Youre making the temper awkward.

Sorry.

Baekdo apologized, her head bowed, her temper softened by Hwangdos chiding.

This ladies affection for Cheondo was too deep for her personal good.

Its okay, Baekdo. I wont lose to brother.

Maybe seeing proper by means of Baekdos issues,

Cheondo energetically lifted her arms and smiled.

My brother is extremely sturdy, however he mentioned I may do it. Proper?

Proper.

Brightly.

With that assured demeanor, Baekdos sulky expression started to melt.

After all. How may you lose to somebody like that?

Brother, Baekdo appears to be out of her thoughts.

Acknowledged.

Quiet. You speak an excessive amount of; thats your drawback.

Eek! Why hit me huhu.

Maybe it was fear or one thing akin to it that culminated in anxiousness.

I felt sorry for Hwangdo, who was now holding her head and holding again tears, however due to that, the ambiance considerably lightened.

What’s going to you do if you happen to lose your hair! The longer term groom is ready.

Its as a result of brother lied.

Underneath Cheondos gaze, Lee Shiheon scratched the again of his neck.

I used to be trustworthy.

Ah, hopeless What are you going to do? Shes actually mad.

Ailing strive speaking to her once more when shes calmed down.

Disagreeable affection wasnt all the time meant in a nasty method.

Figuring out this, Cheondo bitterly smiled in settlement.

After all, not everybody shared this sentiment.

I trusted you. I actually did!

Baekdo, unhappy about shedding a comrade within the arduous peach camp, and Hwangdo, who was holding onto Baekdos garments, had a contented expression on his face.

I believed in you, brother. I assumed we agreed.

Is that so?

Theres no gossip fairly like peach preferences.

It was an opportunity to get nearer, even when it meant participating in debates. Theres only one one who took it severely.

Then Ailing be heading off. Cheondo, youre staying right here?

Sure, theres lots we havent talked about but.

Alright.

Thanks for at present, brother.

Lee Shiheon waved his hand and disappeared from view. Baekdo stormed into the home, whereas Cheondo remained exterior, watching the spot the place Shiheon had vanished.

Cheondo?

Hwangdo took a step in direction of Cheondo. Till then, Cheondo had been trying on the spot the place the person disappeared. Her eyes have been bittersweet and considerably affectionate, like a flower bud simply starting to open.

It struck one proper within the head simply by it.

Its an intuitive feeling.

It sounded bizarre, however this was a rational conviction.

Cheondo.

Hm? What’s it?

You do like brother in spite of everything.

Cheondo tilted her head, an expression of innocence on her face.

I do like him, however why?

An harmless face. Over time, Hwangdos eyes, tainted with skepticism, turned sly.

It was not love, however liking.

Hwangdo knew the distinction nicely, however Cheondo was fully ignorant on this regard.

-Thump thump.

The mature coronary heart of Hwangdo pointed the best way.

This was it. Positively it.

Not that. How a lot do you actually like him?

How a lot? Effectively

Hwangdo prided herself on her sharpness in these issues.

Figuring out the right way to ask in a method that satisfied the opposite particular person.

Each Baekdo and Cheondo confirmed little curiosity in these issues, which Hwangdo discovered problematic. She thought to herself and gently prodded Cheondos emotions.

Do you want him sufficient to contemplate marriage?

Marriage? Unexpectedly?

Cheondo frowned on the sudden query. Hwangdo raised her proper index finger.

Then, simply think about it.

However even if you happen to say that I dont actually perceive.

Oh my. Shut your eyes and take heed to me.

Deep breath.

Hwangdo whispered softly into Cheondos ear.

All the pieces, as impressed by the center and innocence of a younger woman who loves love tales.

Cheondo closed her eyes with a half-bemused expression.

Think about youre married. Waking up within the morning in the identical mattress as him. Kissing as quickly as you get up, greeting one another with a did you sleep nicely?

Kiss?

Sure. Only a mild peck on the lips as a result of its morning. After which smiling at one another. Did you sleep nicely? like that.

As if below hypnosis, Cheondos expression, together with her eyes nonetheless closed, progressively grew to become extra critical.

It was an indication she was turning into immersed.

Then, youd have breakfast collectively. Cheondo cooks and he says its scrumptious. Whether or not one marries, one is the Cheonma, and the opposite helps. Youd work collectively too, proper?

Sure.

Turning into extra conscious.

Following Hwangdos phrases, the state of affairs she described unfolded in Cheondos thoughts.

Working collectively. Consuming collectively. Sleeping collectively.

Hwangdos story started within the morning and continued till the night, and Cheondo listened to the younger ladies story together with her eyes closed till the very finish.

Sleeping below the identical blanket.

The story concluded.

Hwangdo may have been a author, given how logically she structured the story.

After all, Hwangdos thoughts ventured past the story, whereas Cheondos creativeness halted proper there.

With brother.

Kissing and opening her eyes, then kissing and shutting them.

Ah.

The second Cheondos face flushed was instantaneous.

Crimson as a beet. Like a ripe water peach, even her ears turned pink.

Embarrassed, Cheondo lined her cheeks together with her fingers and sat down, her head bowed.

How about it, would you dislike getting married?

She shook her head.

Wouldn’t it be good?

She nodded.

Thats what liking somebody is.

Cheondo couldnt depart her spot for some time.

Her coronary heart throbbed as if it will burst. The ideas filling her head werent simply sorted.

A young pink emotion, infinitely youthful and budding.

Breath rushed out of her mouth, assembly the chilly air and vanishing into mist.

A throat that tightened, although no improper was dedicated.

The extra she contemplated, the deeper she sank.

Cheondo, respiration shakily, positioned her hand on her coronary heart.

Her nonetheless immature coronary heart was pounding.

Loud sufficient to be heard.