Wooheon placed a brief kiss on his unresponsive lips.
“Then this time, I’ll teach you. Like I promised—what good sex feels like.”
‘Does he have a split personality or something like that?’
His smooth, seductive voice was enough to make Yueul’s body melt.
His sharp brows and once-piercing gaze, always so intimidating, now looked inexplicably soft.
Entranced, Yueul stared at him as Wooheon placed a gentle kiss on his eyelid.
Yueul slowly closed his eyes.
When the moist lips pulled away, he opened them again.
“...You’re really weird.”
“What do you mean?”
If he spoke like this all the time, he could easily inherit his father’s position.
People often talked about those who acted kind in everyday life but turned violent in bed, but someone who was only affectionate during sex?
That was a first.
“Never mind....”
Yueul could barely form words.
Wooheon’s voice had grown even gentler than before.
