"How can I read all the books that other masters have read throughout their lives right now? Do you have a summary?"
"There is no summary, but I think that if we take things one step at a time, it will end someday."
Winter was so captivated by his wife's pretty face that he forgot what a sincere person she was.
"Look. I'm not really good at taking things step by step".
"Still, you have the advantage. You'll become better at things like horseback riding than me in the blink of an eye. I don't know if I'll even be able to beat Ash, who I've been playing my whole life."
"I'm a bit reluctant to do that."
Violet, who had stimulated Winter's competitive spirit without even knowing it, stood up as if she had been waiting.
"I'll bring you a book from my room."
"Let's go together."
Winter felt uncomfortable as soon as her warmth left him for a moment. The feeling was so strong that he wondered if she was sick.
In the end, he forced his sore legs and sat on the sofa in front of the bookshelf in Violet's room. Meanwhile, Violet took out an armful of books from the bookshelf and stacked them in front of Winter.
"You will like this book because it is fun. I think it would be nice to read a book during the lockdown. Get rid of work addiction."
Winter was on the verge of becoming irritated just by smelling the book, but seeing Violet excited with the thought of sharing her favorite book with a face that could not be early seen, he could not disappoint her.
"Read this book first."
Although Winter was distressed, he obediently picked up the book. However, he lost his temper after reading a few pages.
"Why is this character's name so long?"
"Old nobles originally had long titles."
"So why are you using all that? Why is it so Inefficient? And by choosing difficult words. Instead of easy words, he means to piss off readers, right?"
"Which word is difficult?"
Violet asked kindly and brought a chair. Winter was starting to get angry with his legs as he saw his wife working hard even though he was there. They said that people change their minds when they are full, and at first he was just happy that his wife took pity on him and decided not to leave, but once he was relieved, he hated being seen as pitiful.
He said it was more important to hia wife that he was a man. He thought he should stop moving around and focus on getting better.
Violet placed a chair in front of Winter's sofa and sat down.
"Come on, If you don't know something, ask. I'll let you know."
"You are a tutor. I have to give you my salary."
"Don't be sarcastic."
Winter clicked his tongue with a dissatisfied expression and instead stretched out her leg on the leg of the chair Violet was sitting on, as if to prevent Violet from getting off the chair. Violet narrowed her eyebrows slightly.
"What are you doing?"
"Comfortable posture."
"You look uncomfortable."
"How come my saggy posture is uncomfortable? It's uncomfortable to be upright like you."
"Don't complain. Ask everyone. They'd say I'm right."
As she said that, she leaned her elbow on one armrest, completely broke his posture, and began to read the book.
Violet was concerned that Winter's leg was blocking her own movement, so when Violet tried to move, Winter pressed his knee with his hand.
"Concentrate, stay still."
"Really?"
She was somewhat suspicious, but since Winter said he would concentrate, Violet stopped moving and started reading the book she had taken out. However, when she actually started reading the book. Violet fell in love with it from the middle, and Winter was not particularly interested in the book, so he raised his head and looked at Violet openly.
Her face while reading a book was funny. He felt much more dynamic than most sports games.
The sunlight hits and goes away, and the eyes widen and narrow as if the content is interesting. Even the lips that were barely moving sometimes bite slightly.
It was sexy and cute, so Winter fixed his eyes on his wife and turned the pages with his hands, afraid that she might check it. As expected, Violet, who had been reading for some time, bent down and checked his book.
"Oh, you read quite a lot? It's fun to read, right?"
"No. I'm sick of it."
Violet, a former model student, was taken aback by the problem student's response, but quickly calmly spoke.
"You can do that."
"Your recommendation is wrong."
"Sorry. I'll bring out another book. Then shall we raise a problem now?"
Winter made a disapproving expression and immediately confessed.
"I didn't read it, Ma'am."
"Really."
"You can read it to me."
Winter spoke shamelessly and held out a book. Violet must have thought there was nothing else to do, so she sighed and took his book.
"Where should I start reading?"
"From the first letter."
"..."
"Did I tell you? It makes me feel really dirty to see you looking at me so disapprovingly."
"Winter!"
After returning to her usual Winter Blooming of being sarcastic, making pointless jokes, and frequently losing his temper, Violet felt like she was becoming hot-tempered as well.
The problem was that Winter's eyes were strangely sweet as he looked at her while joking around like that. She thought gray was the color of doubt, but his eyes were as sweet as honey. Violet doesn't know if it's just her who feels that way or if he's trying to make her feel that way.
Violet spoke with strength in her eyes and voice to show that she would not fall for his strange tricks.
"I'll read it to you, so don't fall asleep. At the end, I will ask 10 questions."
"If I guess everything right, will there be a prize?"
"Is there anything you would like to receive?"
As Violet asked, Winter pointed with his finger to about mid-thigh.
"I want to kiss you here."
In response to his actions, Violet said, unconsciously covering her thighs with a book as if to hide them.
"I don't understand why you would want to do something like that."
"It's my award, so I just need to know."
Violet, who had been taken aback by Winter's nonchalant words, soon spoke rationally.
"Now that I think about it, this is for you. So why should I give you a reward?"
"If I get everything right, does that mean I should get the prize?"
"Yes."
"What do you want to receive?"
"I would like you to read one more book and answer ten questions correctly."
"If I were to grant you three wishes, you would ask for three more as your last wish."
Winter continued sarcastically.
"Let's do both. You get the award, and I get the award too."
"No, I do not want."
"If there is no prize for me, there is no reason for me to get all the questions right. Because reading one more book is terrible."
It was difficult to refute Winter's words, so Violet paused and then spoke as if she felt a little unfair.
"So why on your thighs..."
"If you don't like it that much, come here."
Winter said and pointed her index finger to her neck.
"Choose. Then put it on your neck."
After struggling to regain her composure, Violet began reading the first chapter.
And then, a beat late, she realized that she should have stopped him from kissing in the first place. It was her thighs, but when he presented her neck, she thought it was okay and passed over it.
She could tell that she had been fooled just by looking at the corner of Winter's mouth twitching.
I will never bet with that man again. Never.
Violet promised.
***
After reading the first ten chapters, Winter read the rest of the book on his own.
After finishing one book, Violet asked a question.
Winter Blooming was a very difficult student. His learning attitude was full of problems, but his brain was good, so he solved the problems easier than expected.
Furthermore...
"I don't think that's right."
If you point it out like this.
"You can't say it's wrong. Everyone has a different perspective."
He sneered.
However, most of them were correct, and the answer to some questions was too much for Violet.
From Violet's point of view, the main goal was to help him adapt to the social world and receive a title, so she decided to let him answer all ten questions correctly. She didn't think kissing her neck was a big deal. In the end, if she looks at it broadly, Isn't It similar to kissing the back of her hand?
Violet closed the book after finishing the last question.
"Great. Then let's do this for the next book."
When Violet took out a book, Winter laughed out loud, threw the book behind the sofa, and grabbed Violet's arm.
"Come on."
Violet had no choice but to get up and move next to Winter. Then she sat upright with her back against the back of the sofa.
As he came closer, Violet's eyes suddenly closed.
Winter could see Violet swallowing nervously. Every time she heard him move, her fluttering eyelashes were so cute that it drove him crazy.
Resisting the urge to immediately grab his wife's ankles and throw her on the sofa, he brought his lips near the nape of her neck and spoke softly.
"Open your eyes."
"No. I do not want."
It may have been an unrelated matter, but before Violet could even finish answering, his lips touched her pale neck. His lips did not separate right away as Violet had feared but moved from the side to the back of her neck.
Violet flinched, but couldn't stand it and covered her mouth with both hands.
She felt like the fur all over her body was standing on end. Winter traced her neck with his lips as if to take a bite.
She thought it would end like that, but Winter's hand grabbed Violet's wrist that was covering her mouth, and pulled her down. and brought his lips to hers. Violet's eyes widened at the unauthorized action.
She was so shocked that she couldn't even push him away, but Winter pulled her hand, wrapped it around his neck, and kissed her erotically. Violet told herself over and over again that she was surprised and that was why she didn't push it away.
While Violet was soothing herself, she unconsciously stroked Winter's broad, hardback with her hand. Her mind went blank and earnestness bloomed in her heart. At the same time, she felt a strange sense of relief.
I need to make it stop...
Violet's reason kept saying that, but her body had no strength. Until Winter finally lets her go.
Winter parted his lips and looked at Violet from up close. Instead of the shock and surprise he expected, Violet was looking at him with innocent, loving eyes.
"Please don't make that face. I could barely stand it until now."
Violet's lips, reddened by friction, opened at Winter's low, moaning voice.
"It can't go on like this. You are a bad student."
"You found out early on. So you give up? I'll appoint another etiquette teacher."
"Because it doesn't seem like you're listening to what I'm saying."
"What If another teacher tries to give me a reward?"
"Your tutor will be a man."
"But you can still say you'll give it to me, you're so stubborn."
"If you want to take it, take it."
Winter's expression distorted at the sound of Violet's calm voice.
"What? I would never let you do that."
"I won't do that."
"What do you think I could do? If you ever cheat, I'll break that damn rat's limbs."
"Me too."
"Well, in that respect, you are more conservative than me."
Winter's expression softened as if he liked the fact that it was the same. Violet still had a calm face.
"But you still need a tutor."
Winter narrowed her brows without answering and answered reluctantly.
"Do whatever you feel like."
"Okay, so now..."
Violet finally calmed down and tried to get up, but Winter grabbed her arm and made her sit down again.
"We need in check up to here, teacher."
Violet unconsciously nodded at Winter's seductive words. Winter really liked Violet's lessons. Even though his mind was full of thoughts of Violet being so shocked and slapping him if she found out, all he could do was hide it with a shameless face.
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