Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas-Chapter 181: I’ll also make Hyung feel good when I do it

"It’s our little secret, okay?"

"Are you serious, Hyung?" Min-Cheol asked and I nodded with a simple smile on my lips.

Ki-hoon looked at us, wondering what I had said to him but it was a secret between Min-Cheol and me. Not even the readers would know until it was time, huhuhu.

"But I’ll let you know when it’s time, okay?" I said to him. "So, just trust me and look forward to it."

Min-Cheol’s beautiful blue eyes shook for a while, but then he blinked, and they stayed still, rolling down as his face lightly flushed.

"Alright, Hyung." He said and gulped. "But, are you sure that you aren’t upset? You’re not just saying this so I don’t have to keep apologizing, right? I didn’t ask you yesterday ’cause I thought you might’ve needed your space."

Ah, as I thought. They were following Seo-Jun’s teaching quite well. They might hate him but they would certainly not discard his brilliant advice. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

"You did well, Little Min," I said, smiling and patting his head. He blushed at my pat. "Indeed, I was not upset with you, but if you had asked me about it and insisted yesterday, I might’ve actually gotten upset, so keep that in mind. Sometimes, you need to give the other person some space, alright?"

Ki-hoon heard this and jotted it down in his little notebook that he took out from God knows where.

"Since you’re not crying anymore," I said, leaning down to kiss the corner of his eye. "Shall we head down for breakfast?"

He nodded and then got up, holding my hand to help me up but then Ki-hoon grabbed my other hand and said,

"I’ll help you." He said not Min-Cheol frowned and said,

"You don’t need to." He coldly said to him. "I’ll help Hyung just fine."

Ki-hoon frowned.

"This brat..."

Okay, so the storm was here.

"What do you think you can do that I can’t?" Ki-hoon asked him.

"So much more than an old man who bullied Hyung all night long." Min-Cheol retorted.

Okay, it was just for an hour. What all night long?

"Bully?" Ki-hoon repeated but just when I thought he would get mad at Min-Cheol’s words, he smirked and said with a domineering gleam. "At least I made him feel good."

Min-Cheol’s mouth twisted in disdain, having a dark expression on his face while my mouth fell in shock.

How dare he?!

Min-Cheol could not even think of a comeback to Ki-hoon’s words while Ki-hoon held his head up in victory.

I had to stop this somehow. If not, it would get out of hand.

"I..." Min-Cheol finally spoke up. "I’ll also make Hyung feel good when I do it." He yelled, surprising Ki-hoon and me, and honestly, I wanted to laugh despite admiring his conviction.

That was so sweet of him but this had to stop.

It would definitely get to a point where I couldn’t intervene so it was best to intervene earlier.

"I’m thankful, Little Min." I said. "But I’m fine with both of you helping me," I said and smiled warmly at him. "Little Min, there’s no such thing as too many helping hands," I said, hooking my arms around his and then around Ki-hoon’s. "Besides, I feel much safer with both my masters helping me, so let’s do this."

Gosh, they were so childish.

I think I might have to consider taking the supplements Cha Hyun-woo offered me more than a month ago. I need to stay in tip-top shape if I want to be able to handle all my masters at once.

We walked out of the room with both of them fighting with their eyes. I sighed.

Ki-hoon, I expected much better from you as the senior. Just how can you put up such a childish fight with the youngest? Have some decency, and at least ignore him.

We got down and Ki-hoon hurried to pull my chair back while Min-Cheol quickly took the chair to my right.

I don’t know why he was in such a rush since there was a chair to my left and right. Even if Ki-hoon took one before him, he’d still have a seat next to me.

I was thinking about this when someone dropped their hands on my shoulder.

My insides screamed in fright. Just who...?

I stiffly turned my neck and found Jin-Yeok.

Ah, my poor heart. Why was he such a ninja?

"Jo-Pil, what’s wrong with your neck?" He asked, noticing how I turned my head so stiffly but he wouldn’t understand.

He wasn’t the one who suddenly got hands on his shoulders.

"It’s nothing, Master." I said. "I was just surprised but my neck is fine."

"Are you sure?" He asked, his eyes falling on the hickeys and I could’ve sworn his gaze fell dark but I didn’t even get to see it properly because Ki-hoon had pulled me by the hand and said,

"Jo-Pil, you can take a seat now."

"Oh, right. Thank you." I said and sat down but when I looked back at Jin-Yeok, I found him smiling.

It was that fake smile again. Just what was going on in his head?

"I’ll join you for breakfast." He said but wasn’t he originally there to have breakfast with us?

Did he simply come to take a look?

I couldn’t understand these people sometimes.

Well, let’s just focus on filling out bellies.

Halfway into the meal, Seo-Jun suddenly yelled,

"Hwang Jo-Pil," I turned my head to find him approaching in large strides with a rope in his hand, connected to who knows what, and then he proudly proclaimed. "I’ve found a way to prove my worth."

What worth? And who was he proving it to? Was he trying to brag that he was rich and I was poor?

But contrary to how lightly I took his words, it wasn’t such a light case as the spoon in my hand fell at the sight of the person who was at the end of that rope.

My eyes flared and at the same time, melted in disgust, widened in rage and horrified. All these things, I felt in one single moment and my eyes comveyed them perfectly.

"You..." Words could not even escape my lips.

"Jo-Pil," Seo-Jun called, flashing a proud smile but I could only bite my lips to the point it seemed like I was planning to bite it off. Seeing that face only made me want to throw up. "I brought your brother."

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