My Beautiful Wife – NTR

I paused the video on the sixth night after work.

In the footage, Yumi and Jihoon arrived home from work, but their conversation and behavior seemed perfectly normal.

They cooked dinner together, ate, and then proceeded with Jihoon’s tutoring session as usual.

Yumi guided him earnestly, and Jihoon listened attentively…though how much of his mind was truly on the lessons remained unknown.

“Keep your grades steady. From now on, you can only move forward, never backward. Got it?”

Soon after, Jihoon finished his homework.

Yumi sat beside his bed and gently reminded him.

“Mom, are you satisfied with my quiz results today?”

Jihoon asked, nodding slightly.

“Yes, very satisfied. But don’t forget, this was just a quiz. How you perform in the final exams is what really counts…”

Yumi nodded, offering him encouragement.

“Then can I get a reward, Mom…?”

Jihoon asked with a grin, his expression appearing perfectly normal and innocent.

“What kind of reward do you want?”

The atmosphere today seemed particularly warm and harmonious.

No wonder…Yumi and Jihoon’s bond seemed to grow stronger every day.

“Well… I’m not sure if you’d agree…”

Jihoon lowered his head, looking shy and hesitant…

“Go ahead. Is it something from a particular brand? A phone? A computer?”

Yumi ran her fingers through her hair before asking casually.

For her and me, anything under ten thousand yuan wasn’t worth frowning over.

“I don’t need Mom to spend money on me. The reward I want won’t cost a single penny…”

Jihoon lifted his head and shook it.

“Then what is it…”

Yumi frowned, genuinely puzzled by Jihoon’s request.

“I want to give Mom a kiss…”

Jihoon lowered his head, twisting the hem of his shirt with his fingers, looking terribly embarrassed.

Though his voice was soft and quiet, it was clear enough for Yumi, standing mere inches away, to hear.

“What did you say?”

Yumi seemed momentarily stunned, a trace of confusion on her face as she struggled to comprehend Jihoon’s request.

“Never mind if it’s not okay. Don’t be upset, Mom. Maybe it’s just a difference in our countries’ customs. Back home, whenever I did something good or got good grades, Mom would kiss me, or I’d kiss her. That’s how we show love. I don’t know if it’s like that in Korea…”

Jihoon looked awkward, probably silently cursing himself for blurting it out so abruptly.

“Oh, I see… I didn’t realize that’s how it is here too. In Korea, it’s perfectly normal for a mother to kiss her son or for a son to kiss his mother. Mom isn’t upset, she just didn’t expect your reward to be so simple…”

Yumi thought about how Jihoon had lost his mother.

Perhaps he was nostalgic for the moments he shared with his birth mother.

Hearing him speak like this, a flicker of tenderness passed through Yumi’s eyes.

Maybe she felt she hadn’t done enough, that the maternal love she gave him still fell short in some way.

“Oh…”

Jihoon murmured softly, then lowered his head without further words, his expression still a bit awkward.

“Alright, I’ll let you kiss me. But that can’t count as a reward, a son kissing his mother is perfectly normal, no need to treat it like one… Come on…”

Seeing Jihoon’s awkwardness, Yumi couldn’t help but smile softly.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, then pressed her face close to his, tilting her head slightly to the side so their faces formed roughly a 45-degree angle.

Sitting at my computer, I couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

If Jihoon only wanted to kiss Yumi’s cheek, he’d had plenty of chances over the past few days.

Why hadn’t he just kissed her to his heart’s content in the dead of night?

Why resort to this method?

Perhaps he was trying to find ways to draw closer to Yumi.

“What’s wrong? Feeling shy? Alright, Mom will close her eyes…”

Yumi waited for a while, but Jihoon showed no movement, seeming hesitant and embarrassed.

Yumi knew that to gain Jihoon’s full acceptance, she couldn’t let any opportunity to draw closer slip away.

She closed her eyes and waited quietly…

Jihoon slowly leaned his face closer.

Sitting at the computer, I felt no tension…after all, a son kissing his mother was perfectly normal.

But what happened next left me utterly speechless…

“Ah…”

With a soft gasp, Yumi’s head jerked back.

Her beautiful eyes snapped open in surprise, her flawless cheeks flushing crimson.

That was because Jihoon hadn’t kissed her cheek…

He’d kissed Yumi’s lips.

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