“Um, Yoon Si-woo…? Well, since we’re dating now… If you want to, you can do it…?”
“… … .”
As soon as I asked that, I felt something that had been touching my lower abdomen suddenly rise up.
“Ah… .”
I flinched involuntarily at that dynamic movement, and Yoon Si-woo slightly averted his gaze and blushed.
As if he was embarrassed and embarrassed because he had been caught thinking something he shouldn’t have.
But why did I ask Yoon Si-woo that question in the first place?
Wasn’t it to ease Yoon Si-woo’s guilt, to let him know that what he did yesterday wasn’t something he shouldn’t do anymore?