Leaning over and secretly blowing in the woman's ear,

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

without any excitement,

In the open-air hot spring pool of 147 Hot Spring B&B,

The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in the lotus pond,

along the whit

The eyeshes on the woman's eyes trembled gently in the night wind,

Silently, slowly approag,

The man gently slid the tip of his left finger across the woman's face,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

't tell which is a flower and which is a butterfly

of butterflies,

The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.

Like the melody of musical notes beating on Geum-hyun,

Saturday night,

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

The two stared at each other deeply,

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

The apex of the man's heart also trembled as the flowers and pnts swayed,

So clear in the still air,

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

Biting the pinna gently,