CNC 143
Choi Hong-seo buried his face in the pillow he was hugging, focusing all his consciousness...
CNC 142
“Are you suggesting 69?” As if venerating Choi Hong-seo’s genitals, he rubbed his cheek and...
CNC 141
“Good boy, my Hong-seo.” “Heeu, huck… Huck…” Sobs mixed with his moans. Unlike the days...
CNC 140
They burst through the large glass doors connected to the living room, almost running. Despite...
CNC 139
“Because you weren’t there…” “……” “Because I looked away, because I fell asleep, and thought...
CNC 138
“Choi Hong-seo was a person who, even when yielding, seemed steadfast, possessing a certain core...
CNC 137
■ Ttak. Ttak. Ttak. The sound of sparks flying from the burning logs in the...
CNC 136
“We’ve urgently brought in a highly capable stylist specifically for Mr. Lee’s shopping today.” The...
CNC 135
It was the smile that most resembled the Lee Hae-sung Choi Hong-seo remembered from the...
HRB 98
When he first opened his eyes in this world, everything was unfamiliar, and he couldn’t...
