Yanmei realized that there were no clothes in the closet. She pouted her lips to the idea of wearing the same dress as last night. However, Anton came back with already a shirt on. He was also carrying a bag of female clothes.
"Here," Anton said, "Mother prepared this for you."
She got up and thanked him but before she could shower, she heard him say, "I'm not going to the office today and you are not going either."
"Hah?" Asked Yanmei with a puzzled face.
"But, I have work to do - "
"Let's just go to the office on Saturday and make-up for lost hours," said Anton. "Under no circumstance am I going outside the house today. Besides, I can always work from home."
"Whhyy?" Yanmei asked. It was not like him no miss a working day at the office.
Yanmei watched him as he walked towards the window, seemingly avoiding her gaze. "What's wrong with you? You are awfully strange? Yeong, let's just go to the office, please. I don't want to have work piling up - "
"No! And that's final!" He yelled without looking.
"Why?! and why are you shouting?" Asked Yanmei, her face turned red in response to his voice raised.
"Because," he said with fierce eyes. "Because I have this!" Anton was pointing to at a small inflammation on his face and as he said this, his brows furrowed completely, his nose flared.
Yanmei's earlier confused look turned into a frown, and eventually, she laughed completely. While catching her breath, she said, "You are not going to the office because of a mere pimple?!! Not like you have so many. There's just one pimple!"
"It's not funny. I've never had a pimple since highschool. This is anomalous!" Anton replied so strongly that the muscles on his jaws flaunted by itself along with the sexy projection on his neck; his adam's apple.
Feeling her stomach hurting, Yanmei contained her laughter by taking a heavy breath. Only when she had composed herself she said, "Okay. I guess this is a girl's day out… on a freaking workday!"
"Girl's day?" He asked with his scared brow raised.
Yanmei informed Yeona that she was not working today because of personal reasons. Naturally, Anton covered for her with the human resources department. There was no questioning the boss's girlfriend.
They had breakfast with Anton's parents, and while at the dining table, the Yeongs studied the new couple closely. Yeong Soon was the happiest, seeing them so harmonious and deciding to both take a day off from work.
Yanmei took a shower first and went to Yeong Soon to get more significant facial care products.
When Anton came out from the bathroom already clothed in a cotton shirt and pants, Yanmei came back carrying with her the beauty regimen. She smiled and said, "Let's get started, girl. Let's both bond on some facial care."
He shook his head again before saying, "I am not a girl. I am not having a facial?"
"What? Not a girl? Pfft… Well, not only girls have a facial. Men also need them. You forget easily, I am a man. Haha." She quickly placed the beauty products on the side table and pulled Anton over to the bed. "Sit down, will you?"
"Woman, who are you to order me around?" Said Anton, refusing to have any facial as Yanmei pulled him by the hand.
She merely giggled and said, "I am your girlfriend. So shut up, and behave! Take a seat or I am going to the office."
For some odd reason, Anton did not want Yanmei to leave. Thus, he said, "I don't want anything that's colored pink on my skin!"
She went laughing again before she blurted out, "Anton, I gotta love you. I swear you make me laugh."
His forehead creased again, and he gulped before asking himself in silence, 'She loves me?'
Despite his earlier wondering, he sat on the bed, seeing her act very casually in front of her. He figured it was not a serious expression of love, but merely a friendly statement.
"Don't worry. The products have it in your favorite colors. There's white," Said Yanmei while holding up the cleanser. She then showed him the facial masked. "And there is gray."
"Ennnn…"
Starting with the cleanser, Yanmei spread a white foam on his athletic-looking face. After the cleanser, she wiped it away with a wet tissue and began to apply toner. "Do you know what it means to have a pimple out of the blue?"
"No. What?" He asked straightway.
"You are in love… Pfft… I wonder with whom," Yanmei said while resuming the application on his skin.
Anton remained quiet as she began to put the gray-colored mask on his face. Of course, he heard about having a pimple means falling in love, but he thought it was stupid. He asked himself, 'Who would I fall in love with? I have only been spending time with this woman.'
As he was pondering, he studied closely the features of Yanmei's fine face and how her eyes were naturally attractive even without make-up.
"There, you are done," said Yanmei with a smile on her face. "You can rest while the mask dries up. I'll wake you when it's done."
He did as instructed and lay himself on the bed, but when he noticed that Yanmei was applying the same products on her face, he got up and said, "Let me do it."
"It's fine. I can do it, boss. Just relax and close your eyes," insisted Yanmei.
Anton squinted at her, but because he strangely wanted to do it for her, he said, "No, let me do it. You are doing it all wrong!"
"Eh? Since when did you become an expert?" She asked with her brow raised.
"Just, let me do it. Give it to me."
Not wanting to argue anymore, she gave the cleanser and let him do the work. He gently applied the foam using his big hands, spreading it across her face and up to her neck. More than a minute passed, and he was still not done. Yanmei said, "I think that's enough, Yeong."
He did not answer and continued to lightly massage her face with both his hands.
"Yeong? It's done already!" She protested.
"No, your skin is so rough and you have dirt on your face. Five minutes more."
Yanmei's mouth hung open, along with her glaring eyes. 'How dare you?'