“Lazy person, wake up.” Peter looked down at her honey-colored, unadorned, naturally beautiful face. Now that his eyes were closed, his mouth was slightly full. It was as if inviting him to plunge into a deep slumber with his thick tongue, with his terrible experience of being hers alone. . . . . . . . . .
“Um..” Noona groaned in displeasure in his throat as she was disturbed in her sleep.
“Noona wakes up…”
"Pete... Ten minutes," Peter smiled and shook his head. because of his current atmosphere with Noona It was as if parents were waking up their children in the morning to go to school, and the baby was so fussy. “Child”, these words felt in his heart. But he knew right now he wasn't ready about it. Peter stopped thinking about bringing himself back to the real world.
“Merry Christmas,” Peter whispered in his ear. Noona smiled and slowly opened her eyes. and turned towards the sound
