暴君 9

However, these were not surprising to Min-joon. What was really surprising was that every morning Min-jun was still receiving a morning kiss from Daiki after Toma. Of course, there was a big role in Minjun's three-year-old son and Toma, who had already become a son in his heart.

But if you really don't like it, can you kiss a man's lips every day for him? I thought maybe Daikie was interested in him, but I decided that it was never. Still, Min-joon was listening to the sound of the dart needle flying in the air. There is no man in the world who would do this to someone he likes. The problem was himself. When Toma approached with a large amount of pheromones and fell with his lips, flames erupted in his body, even though Toma clapped and liked it.

"Other than a dart needle...…and the darts will be roasted before they can be crushed."

As Min-joon muttered in Korean, Toma rolled over from his knees and pushed his hand into his mouth to open his mouth.

"Oh, really?"

"Mama, do you have papa here?"

Toma reacted strangely to Minjun's Korean.

"Papa? Papa is at work."

"Marge. Papa is a marine."

Toma hugged Minjun's neck tightly. Toma always wanted to be hugged by Min-joon, as if he had not been loved by his mother at all the time. I felt sorry for Toma, so Min-joon left the child as he did and just looked at her cutely.

"Toma, shall we draw and play?”