“Uh, not really.”
Quickly responding, Taehee turned her head abruptly.
No matter what, it seemed inappropriate to start with a kiss as soon as he came over.
It might be awkward after a kiss, but if they were going to kiss, it would be better to do it just before leaving.
That way, the embarrassment would be less, and she could hide her face that would reveal her emotions.
The secret weapon prepared for this situation happened to be in her pocket.
Burgundy-colored nail polish.
After taking out the nail polish from her pocket, Taehee, who sat with one knee up, naturally brought up the topic of conversation.
“I was going to apply nail polish on my feet, but I came over because of your message. Turn on the light since I’m going to apply it now.”
“You don’t need to.”
“It’s too dark to apply nail polish. Can’t you see?”
Concentrating intensely, Taehee, while painting the nail polish on the most accessible big toenail, didn’t realize that Sajun couldn’t take his eyes off her leg, which stretched smoothly under her shorts.
When there was no response, which seemed strange, Taehee, unconsciously, lifted her head.
Only then did she become aware that her shorts were excessively short after noticing that Sajun was staring intently at her legs.
Every time she came to this house, she had worn these shorts countless times.
Maybe I should lower the T-shirt a bit since it’s a bit long.
Just as Taehee, fumbling down her shorts with her buttocks wriggling, was about to pull them down a bit, Sajun, in an instant, reached out and pulled them down sharply.
Caught off guard, Taehee fell flat on the bed. Although she propped herself up with her arms, both legs were already raised like an offering on Sajun’s sturdy thighs.
“Give me the nail polish.”
Sajun’s expression as he extended his hand was more serious than ever.
“You haven’t done something like this. I’ll do it.”
“If it’s weird, I’ll erase it. It’s easier if you do it.”
“So why bother doing it twice? I’ll just do it.”
“I want to do it for you.”
Taehee’s face paled, and it dried up.
Does he have such preferences?
As if to prove it, Sajun said with warmth in his hand, which was gently caressing her calves like touching a foot, reaching the tip.
As if her thoughts were fully exposed on her face, Sajun said.
“You were thinking something perverted again.”
“Kidding? Pervert…!”
…You.
The last words could only be swallowed back into her throat.
Due to the wind with strength, the long fingers dug between the toes, and Taehee, unknowingly, bit the flesh inside her mouth to swallow the moans flowing out.
The feeling was strange.
I really didn’t want to admit it, but it felt a bit exciting. Wait, if that guy has such preferences and I can feel it, what does that make me?
“More obscene than Mintaehui.”
Feeling like her inner thoughts were exposed, Taehee’s face blushed intensely.
“What did I do? You’re not applying nail polish, but you’re touching my feet so sensually!”
“Why are you touching it so sensually? I’m massaging to relax the muscles.”
“…This?”
Listening and seeing, it seemed a bit too strong to say that he touched her.
When Taehee didn’t say anything, Sajun suppressed his laughter and asked again.
“Every time I came to see you, you used to complain about your legs hurting, remember?”
Due to the nature of his job, he had to sit in front of a computer all day long. Although he left work on time, when he was busy, work extended to home, and on such busy days, he couldn’t exercise. On those days, her swollen legs ached, and it continued until the weekend.
So, as a habit, he used to tap her legs with his hands and say such things.
No, come to think of it, he often tapped her legs like a habit.
When Taehee didn’t say anything, Sajun casually continued as if he knew she would react like that.
“When I went to the hospital, they said my blood circulation wasn’t good, so my hands and feet were cold. They told me to exercise hard and get a massage often.”
Taehee widened her eyes.
He really remembers everything.
“So, I’m massaging you now. Back then, even if I said I would do it, I couldn’t because you didn’t like it.”
Another memory came to Taehee with Sajun’s words. Every time her legs hurt, Sajun, with an indifferent and obvious look, always asked.
Should I give you a massage?
She thought it was just a polite question without a soul, and she answered that she could just exercise hard, not caring much.
That was natural.
Even though they had been friends for 13 years and had become comfortable with each other, they were always cautious about touching each other.
Please put some soul into it.
Whenever Taehee casually mentioned it to Sajun, he only shrugged his shoulders without laughing.
Wait, maybe that was putting some soul into it.
It might look like that because he was awkward in expressing emotions, but if it was all sincere.
As her thoughts flowed there, numerous words Sajun had said poured into her head like a downpour.
Words like “You’re pretty,” “I like you to death,” “I’m worried about you,” and such nonsensical words.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
