"YOOL-AH, are you hungry? The food trucks will be here soon."
Haaah.
Yool felt the burning hole at the back of his head.
The staff members around them were all looking at him because they didn't have the courage to look at Song Moonho.
And, yes, the old man was there again.
[He never missed a filming day— and he always brings food trucks whenever he visits!]
"Ahjussi," Yool said, grabbing Song Moonho by the sleeve of his button-down shirt. "Come here."
And then he dragged the old man to the van provided by the company for him.
[Yes, my agency has started treating me like a VIP after they found out that Song Moonho 'sponsors' me.]
Yool closed the door, and then he turned to Song Moonho. "Ahjussi."
Song Moonho smiled charmingly at him. "Yes?"
"Don't you have a lover who will get mad that you're being this clingy to me?"
"I have."
Huh?
sola_cola's thoughts on this chapter: Take this light chapter as a breather. Hehe.
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