‘...This isn’t what I intended.’
Carrying both his and Wooheon’s coffee, Yueul lowered his head, puffing his cheeks in disapproval.
‘I told him to speak kindly, like during sex—not to actually seduce people! Why does he always take things too far?’
Before things spiraled further out of control, Yueul decided he needed to confront Wooheon.
At this rate, people might start calling him a perverted boss.
Worse, every anthropomorph at the association might start throwing themselves at Wooheon.
He had no tasks requiring him to leave the office today, so Yueul walked into the workspace and handed Wooheon a cup of coffee.
“What’s this?”
“I thought you might be tired.”
“Thank you. You’re surprisingly thoughtful for a weasel, Mr. Lee.”
There was another reason Yueul had to bring this up: he simply couldn’t stand it anymore.
It might have been bearable if he only heard it at work, but living with Wooheon meant Yueul had to endure those flirty lines 24/7.
