FHO 37
“Mmm….” Tossing and turning beneath the heavy winter duvet, Haon peeked his head out. Only...
“Mmm….” Tossing and turning beneath the heavy winter duvet, Haon peeked his head out. Only...
“I don’t. Not once.” Despite repeating himself, In-ho’s stiff expression didn’t soften. He looked as...
Haon blinked, slightly flustered by the sudden change in topic. He hadn’t expected at all...
Had he slept for about two hours? Haon woke from his light slumber, his eyes...
After waking up from a deep sleep, In-ho first suggested that Haon take a shower....
Rubbing his eyes in his sleep, Haon woke up feeling a cozy warmth enveloping his...
The day In-ho first met Haon, he was quite drunk. Since he was the type...
As soon as In-ho climbed into the driver’s seat, he took a suppressant from the...
As soon as In-ho laid the woman down on the infirmary bed, he turned his...
While Haon ate his ice cream, the two didn’t share much conversation. The man, glancing...