Places a single heart-shaped chocolate directly to @istgefallen's lips.
“Open up, assistant Han. I insist.”
Or, indirectly translated: Happy Valentine, love. Look, I only feed someone that I love. No one else. No objection. You have to eat this.
@istgefallen “It just so happened that my future spouse is the one who’s bringing me tangsuyuk and a prospective jajangmyeon,” his gaze naturally switches with interest, knowing that the food you brought won’t certainly betray his tastebuds.
But of course, as a spoiled man…
“Feed me.”
@istgefallen “I am working too much to provide for my future spouse.” One rebuttal to answer all your inquiries. Voilá. Returning to his desk and swished the documents to another side, he inclines his head — ready to know what kind of delicacy that makes you dare to roam into his office.
@istgefallen It seems like you’ve known that he had spent his lunch feasting on potato chips. So he stands up, pulls the chair in front of his desk and elegantly asked you to take a graceful sit down.
spooky surprises, if not the place of the disorderly? Words are not adequate to simply describe; plus, won’t bringing up conversation lessen the coolness of his grand design?
With a satisfied smile, Joon Go placed the bat on his shoulder,