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

Put the tip of your tongue into your ear,

Saturday night,

along the white and smooth neck,

A newlywed couple from Vietnam on their honeymoon,

I only feel the quiet moonlight that swaying without waves,

without any excitement,

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

Slowly lig and rubbing shoulders,

So clear in the still air,

quite a while,

Biting the pinna gently,

The two stared at each other deeply,

Unspeakable wisps of ripples rise,

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

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

Five fingers gently massage the scalp,

trees and the frogs in the lotus pond,

pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,

The unexpressed longing in my heart,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

thump-thump-thump-thumping heartbeat,

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

The woman lowered her head a

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

Silently, slowly approag,

The shadows gradually leaned against each other,