PFFT.
Wonhee thought it was funny to see Yejun sitting on the sofa while crocheting.
She was about to tease him and say that he looked like someone's grandma, but she soon forgot about it when she realized that Yejun was wearing glasses.
Glasses.
Yejun.
[He looks so hot in glasses…!]
"Ah, it seems like I found Wonhee's new fetish," Yejun teased Wonhee, adjusting his glasses with a long and elegant finger. "Do I look good in glasses, Wonhee-ya?"
Wonhee definitely blushed at his teasing. "What are you saying in front of a child?"
"Is the child in the room with us?"
"Hwang Frost-nim is right, Noona," Ahyeon said, embarrassed. "Twenty-one years old isn't a child…"
She knew that, but she couldn't help it.
"It's alright," Yejun said, putting his crochet stuff back to his Inventory. "We adopted Ahyeon as our 'son,' so it makes sense that you see him as a child."
sola_cola's thoughts on this chapter: >.<
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