BSW 288
“Ho-eun. Stop.”
Tae-muk, his expression turning serious instantly, tried to stop the sobbing with a command. Ho-eun, who had been dabbing tears into Tae-muk’s shirt, suddenly peeked up.
“But if you draw blood... uh, how much are you going to draw?”
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