Secretly Meeting With My Boss

Chapter 49.2

Taekyung did not respond to Soyoung's words. A sudden silence swelled. While the car stopped at the red sign, Taekyung, who was firmly shut, turned his head. A fresh smile hung all over his face, as if he had never been offended.

"Are you aware that you said something nice enough for me to misunderstand?"

"Yes."

When So-young nodded, Taekyung smiled with a completely cheerful face. A neat milky-white tooth was revealed along the wide open mouth. He asked her with a more relaxed face, leaning his back on the seat.

"Is it me or is it your fault that you can't get along with him?"

"What?"

"I hope it's the former".

So-young, who blushed, protested with an unfair look.

"Haa, really It's not that You're overthinking.

"Haha."

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Taekyung smiled without hiding his joy. The smiley face without a twist was so pretty that she couldn't get her eyes away from it.

So-young forgot she was angry and looked at Tae Kyung. Even though they saw each other a lot of times, she didn't know why she felt so weak every time he laughed. It was even more so.

It was time for So-young to fall into sentimental thoughts for the first time in a long time.

"If you're not tired today, do you want to go to my house? It's a shame to say goodbye like this."

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"If it's okay with you, I want to wash up."

The freshness of the moment disappeared without a trace at the expression of the stark desire. So-young sighed and replied to Taekyung.

"Who is the one who is really overthinking.

"I'll try to not do that, but I'm holding it in. Let me know if you're curious about my groin. I can show you as much as you want."

"I might have known too much about it."

"No way."

"Since you're that big and too much for me, I'm trying to match you, Team Leader."

When So-young became playful, Taekyung burst into a light smile. Even dimples, which were not usually seen well, were recessed, giving the impression that the smiling face did not match. Looking at him smiling like a boy, So-young opened her mouth impulsively.

"Team leader."

"Yes?"

"Today, do you. just want to go to my house?"

Tae-kyung's eyes, which stopped laughing, met So-young. Shamed for no reason, she mumbled, as if making excuses.

"Since I was invited once to yours Of course, it's an incomparably small studio apartment, and there's nothing much to do.

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"Oh, come to think of it, the soundproof is not very good. It's just."

"You don't have to make excuses. I will definitely go."

Tae-kyung accepted So-young's proposal rather hastily. Then she rubbed her cheek harshly with a groaning sound.

"Do you know that this is the first time you've proposed something other than sex?"

" Did I do that?"

Im more nervous than I thought. Just like the first time we had sex.

Taekyung remembered. Soyoung was struck by her past actions of being insensitive to him because of her sexual desire.

"I don't want to go empty-handed. Do you need anything?"

"Well, I need nothing."

"I think you like recliner sofas. Shall we get one? If you don't like it, why don't we change your bed? We can stop by the store if you want now."

Taekyung spoke in a faster tone than usual. The feeling of accepting a completely improvised invitation was too solemn. Soyoung placed her hand on his muscular forearm. She felt like she knew a little about how to handle Taekyung.

"Don't do that. Just Isn't it better to be with just the two of us as soon as possible?

As So-young expected, Taekyung quickly became quiet. The body she felt under her palm was tense.

Soon after, the car carrying the two accelerated rapidly. A huge, smooth white car ran on the night's road without hesitation.

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This was not the first time that Taekyung even entered Soyoung's house. The other day, he recklessly entered the front door and put a finger between So-young's thighs. However, it was a different level of story to be officially invited and step into the house.

Soyoung's studio apartment was small enough to grasp the structure just by looking at it at the front door. Taekyung looked around the small room once again.

In fact, it was too small to even look around. In Taekyung's eyes, this cute space seemed like an interesting exploration site.

The studio was less than ten square meters like a room for a beginner, and the only furniture was a single bed, a small folding table, a full-length mirror, a two-story bookcase, a lighting lamp, and a wardrobe and hangers that filled one wall. They were all items that would have been brought from IKEA.

There were several books and two cute dolls in the bookshelf, and Taekyung had to try not to imagine unpleasant things about the doll. For example, where was the origin of that doll?

"There's nothing to see, why are you looking so closely?"

When the tour of the studio, which would end with just one tour, continued for several minutes, So-young couldn't stand her embarrassment and pulled on Taekyung's shirt. Only then did Taekyung turn to her with his gaze looking around every corner.