Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 568 Kendo Girl
Li You never procrastinates in doing things, especially now that he has the legitimate reason of "side effects".

That night, Li Xuexi and Gao Yuan Xuexi, who served as the accompanying secretary for a day, were taken to a large apartment of 400 square meters.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, heavy rain was beating against the tempered glass curtain wall. From the house facing the Han River, one could just see the Han River twisting and surging in the rain.

As Li Xuexi was dragged and staggered, the ends of her silver hair swept across Li You's face.

The crystal chandelier cast fragmented light on the ground. Li You threw down his cigar, and the cigar ashes fell on the Persian carpet. The metal buckle of his watch made the body in his arms tremble slightly, and his light gold beautiful eyes cast fragmented shadows in the light.

"Are you still practicing kendo?" Li You was a little surprised tonight. This large flat has always been the home he gave to six Japanese girls, but he didn't expect that there were kendo uniforms here.

Li Xuexi pursed her lips and nodded, discovering some of Li You's habits.

The expensive suit fabric rubbed against the hard embroidery on the kendo uniform belt, making a sandy sound. When the collar of the kendo uniform was pulled askew, the exposed collarbone looked like a piece of thin bluish porcelain.

Li You pinched the back of the kendo girl's neck and pressed her in front of the wine cabinet. The dull sound of her wrist bones hitting the edge of the marble countertop was drowned out by the thunder.

Li Xuexi was too soft, her back arched like a cat held by the neck, the belt of her kendo uniform showing her slim waistline, her palm that had always held the bamboo sword was pressed against Li You's chest, and her trimmed and rounded nails scraped tiny wrinkles on the front of her custom-made suit.

In her first 18 years of life, from the orphanage to being adopted, she was trained in traditional Japanese music, dance, kendo, and most importantly,
Serve husband.

Although it is only in theory because she wants to maintain the purity of the gift, she is really a professional.

The silver-white hair fell on the shoulders of Li You's dark gray suit.

The wine glass on the wine cabinet was knocked over, and the ice wine flowed out, soaking her scattered silver hair.

The champagne flowed down her collarbone into the collar of her kendo uniform. She suddenly bit her lower lip and groaned. Her fingers, which had thin calluses from years of holding knives, grabbed the strap of Li You's watch.

"President nim," she spoke in a Kansai accent mixed with the scent of champagne, an accent she had never used before. When she tilted her head back, her carotid artery throbbed under her snow-white skin.

Li You pushed her legs apart with his knees, and his expensive leather shoes rolled over her lacquered wooden hairpin that had fallen to the ground.

The body, which had been soaked in medicinal oil after years of kendo practice, was softer than it looked, and the shoulder blades formed a fragile arc in his palm.

Li You's knuckles slid down and sank into the folds of her waist belt, and he could clearly feel the taut back muscles under the silk.

Half of her butterfly bone was revealed between the scarlet skirt that was pulled open, and it seemed as if it was about to flap its wings and fly as it rose and fell with her breathing.

Unlike the four women with celebrity faces, this Japanese girl really looks like an anime girl.

When Li Xuexi leaned back, her neck curved like a swan's, but her toes wrapped in tabi hooked precisely around his knee.

The crystal chandelier shone into Li Xuexi's light gold lenses. Li You's nose was pressed against the back of her neck, and his palms were sunk into her buttocks wrapped in the kendo uniform.

After arriving in Korea, he continued to wield the bamboo sword, and his waist was trained to be incredibly flexible.

The body, which has been trained for many years, has no soft fat, but when the knees are pressed hard, it is like a folded Japanese paper lantern, and the joints make a slight cracking sound like a bamboo doll.

The silver-white hair swept across the back of Li You's hand, and the hair wrapped around his fingertips exuded a sweet fragrance. The moment his wrist bone pulled her closer, his waist instinctively leaned back, "President Nim"

This time, the Korean stuck in my throat was still mixed with the Kansai accent.

"The president's hands are so hot," Li Xuexi tilted her neck to look at Li You, her light golden pupils glowing like a feline in the shadows.

"Be good," Li You's Adam's apple rolled under the tie knot, and he suddenly loosened the shackles. The girl staggered and fell into the leather sofa. The hem of her kendo kimono rolled up, revealing her ankles wrapped in red ropes.

The contemporary artworks worth tens of billions of dollars in the large flat flickered in the lightning outside. Li You suddenly pinched her waist that was tightened by the kendo uniform, then reached out and turned her face. The light golden eyes reflected Li You's reflection.

The leather sofa was groaning as if it was on the verge of breaking under the weight of my body.

Li Xuexi's breathing was mixed with the scent of lily of the valley. Li You was still somewhat hesitant at first, but after his thumb rolled over the corner of her wet eyes, the position began to change constantly.

The wings of the phoenix embroidered with gold thread on the hem of the kendo uniform began to wrinkle.

Outside the window, the Han River is surging like a giant beast amid thunder.

Li Xuexi looked at the reflection of her face in the glass. She had taken off her Japanese-style tabi, and her tense toes were leaving messy marks on the burgundy velvet curtains.

When the hem of her kendo uniform rolled up, it revealed an old pale blue scar on her waist, which was left from her kendo practice when she was young.

Her back was pressed against Li You, and the ends of her silver hair swept across Li You's cheek as she swung.

Li You held her in the air, pinching the outside of her thigh with a force that reminded her of the Japanese dojo stakes.

She struggled to get down and turned around to see two shadows entangled in the French window behind her. The teeth marks where Li Xuexi bit her lower lip smelled of rust, but she whimpered like a kitten when the man's hand covered the back of her neck.

"woo"

The gloomy sky continued until noon the next day, and Seoul, which had been raining for several days, showed no sign of stopping.

After a night of joy, Li Xuexi finally failed to get up on time.

This was not what she thought.

According to her professional husband-serving teacher, this shouldn't be the case. There really are badly plowed fields in the world.

She originally wanted to get up on time, prepare breakfast, and fulfill her duties as a servant.

This woman, who is clearly 26 years old but still less than 1.6 meters tall, could continue to be called a kendo girl, and it was not wrong for her to do so. After waking up, she was pulled into Li You's arms and her mouth was blocked.

In the stereotype of people in other countries, Japanese girls on the streets are elegant, fair-skinned, petite, and their gentleness is recognized by the world.

Li You did read a line from Xu Zhimo's poem:

Most importantly, the tenderness of the lowered head is just like the shyness of a water lotus that cannot bear the cool breeze.

This is actually not suitable for all Japanese women, but it does apply to Li Xuexi, or to be more precise, Gaoyuan Xuexi.

In fact, there is no need to change it back.

According to the character of Japanese women, after marriage, they will change their surname to their husband's.

This is still being implemented in many countries around the world.

Li Xuexi's little mouth catered to Li You, and her small body curled up, making Li You unable to let go.

Hooking up with the master?

After a long time, Li You let go of the girl who was a little short of oxygen.

He knew his physical condition very well, so he stopped forcing Li Xuexi. He stood up and dressed, and held down the girl who wanted to get up from the bed, "You rest here."

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Looking at Li You who was leaving, Li Xuexi's usually indifferent face showed frustration. She glanced at the contact lenses she took off before going to bed. There was only one contact lens on the bedside table, and the other one had fallen somewhere long ago.

"President Nim"

(End of this chapter)