Something Beautiful
Chapter - 21

For the second time in those few minutes, the little heart of Mingyu who had been silent raged furiously. His little heart cried out, 'Basic bastard, what are you doing?'

But this time, Mingyu did not hesitate in the least. He knows exactly what he is doing. "Well," she smiled soothingly and looked into the large greenish hazel eyes while adjusting the action to her words, "kiss is something that must be felt together. I'll put my hand on your arm, then I'll pull you closer."

Confused by the many rules in the kiss, Lisa looked down at the long, strong fingers gently wrapped around her arms, then towards the front of the man's white shirt, before he finally raised his eyes in embarrassment to look into Mingyu's eyes. "Where should I put my hand?"

Mingyu held back her laughter, following an impolite reply that automatically wanted to come out of her lips, but instead she asked, "You want to put it where?"

"In my pocket?" lisa's proposal is hopeful. Mingyu, who suddenly felt like laughing out loud instead of seducing, finally managed to continue. "The point is I want to tell you," she said calmly, "that you are not forbidden to touch me."

I don't want to, Lisa thought in a panic.

You will, Mingyu reassured Lisa without saying it and smiled inwardly, deciphering exactly the woman's pouting expression. Raising Lisa's chin, she looked at those big, glowing eyes and then gentleness began to surround her. A sensation that had been unfamiliar to him, just like the voice of a small heart, until he met this innocent, unpolluted, and often shocking young woman. For a moment, he felt like he was looking at a pair of angel eyes, then he involuntarily touched those delicate cheeks. "Do you know," he murmured softly, "how alluring are you? And also very rare?"

The words the man spoke, plus the touch of his fingers on his cheeks, and his deep voice dazzled, giving off the kind of a drugging effect Lisa feared. He felt himself starting to melt and drift. He could not take his eyes off those hypnotizing gray eyes. Don't wanna try. Unaware of what he was doing, he raised his trembling fingers to Mingyu's sturdy jaw, touching her cheeks just as the man had done to her. "I think" he whispered heartily, "you're so handsome."

"Lisa..." That slowly spoken word contained a gentleness that Lisa had never heard before, and it made her want to say everything she felt. Not realizing that she was stimulating Mingyu with a touch of her fingers and a charming gaze of hazel eyes, Lisa again said feelingly, "I think you're as handsome as Michelangelo's David..."

"Don't." whispered Mingyu, then clenched Lisa's lips with a kiss that was very different from the first one. Her lips fused with Lisa's lips with a passionate tenderness, while her hands cupped onto Lisa's nape, her fingers stroked her sensitive skin, then her other hand wrapped around Lisa's waist, pulled him closer to the man's body. Lisa, who was washed away in an intoxicating sensation as the man's lips tasted and clenched her lips, shifted her hands to Mingyu's sturdy chest and then wrapped her hands around the man's neck, tangled on Mingyu's body for support, then innocently and involuntarily tightened his body onto the man's body.

Mingyu lowered her hand to Lisa's slender waist then raised her head, looking straight at the dazzling young man's face, unable to believe how unexpectedly the girl had made her excited.

Lisa who is fascinated by love and passion can feel Mingyu's heartbeat under her hands. He lifted his face looking at the resolute and sensual mouth that gently, then ferociously, had explored his mouth. Then his eyes looked at those burning gray eyes. And he knows. Something beautiful has happened.This dashing, handsome, confusing and modern man is a gift that has been destined for him. The man was a gift given to him to love.

As soon as Lisa raised her gaze Mingyu knew something like this would happen. "Thank you," he replied, trying to think of the statement as a mere compliment rather than an expression of feelings he did not want to hear. He shook his head inwardly at how romantic the woman was. And how innocent. He knew what Lisa felt was passion. Not more. Love never existed. There is only passion on several levels, which for romantic women and stupid men they call love.

He knew he could not end the woman's current attraction to him by frankly saying his feelings were not the same as the woman's feelings, moreover, he did not want the woman to feel this way towards him. That's what he wanted to do. Despite that, her little heart, which had suddenly become chatty after being silent for so many years, did not let her hurt Lisa's heart. Even though he was stone-hearted, cynical, and impatient to deal with all this nonsense, his heart was not loud or cynical enough to deliberately hurt a child who was staring in awe at him like a puppy.

Lisa was so puppy-like that Mingyu automatically reached out and ruffled her dense, silky hair. Smiling, he said, "You've spoiled me with all that praise," and then he turned to the house, eager to return to his work. "I have to finish checking my grandmother's books this afternoon and tonight" he said in a hurry. "I'll see you tomorrow morning."

Lisa nodded then saw the man walking out of the gazebo. Tomorrow morning, she'll be the man's wife. Mingyu did not react as he had expected when he said he loved her, but that was no problem. Not at the moment. Later he will have enough love filling his chest to make it last.

"She?" Roseanne rushed into the gazebo, her face beaming with curiosity. "I looked out the window. You were here a long time ago. Did he kiss you?"

Lisa sat dumbstruck on a white iron bench carved under an apple tree then chuckled at her friend's impatient expression. "Yes." Yeah."

Roseanne excitedly sat down next to Lisa. "And did you say that you love her?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What's the reaction?" search Roseanne's happy. "What's he saying?"

Lisa threw a wistful smile. "She said thank you."