MOTD 133
In an instant, two legs wrapped around Eden’s firm shoulders. His waist lifted halfway, and...
BB 97
“You fucking brats!” “Uh, wait a second! Executive Director!” Thump, thump, the emotionally charged footsteps...
BB 96
“Read it slowly and thoroughly.” “Hmm.” Leaning back on the sofa, Min-ho scanned the papers...
BB 95
Perhaps reluctant to part, Gyu-oh continued to stall. He pressed his cold, glove-less fingertips into...
BB 94
“Cha Min-ho, your experience is really showing, huh? Ha, how do I stop this leak?”...
BB 93
“Enough. I’m leaving now.” —Ssshp, that’s a bit problematic. Articles are starting to go up....
BB 91
Min-ho tidied up his things roughly and rummaged through a drawer. Inside was an envelope...
