The two of them sat on the sofa. Ji Jun tilted his head and stuck to Yu Han's shoulder. He said nonchalantly, "Ever since I debuted, I've never listened my fans." What he meant was that he would let his fans throw tantrums first. "As long as they don't target you, it doesn't matter what they do."
Yu Han caressed his hair gently. "But I mind."
Ji Jun was her man. How could she allow those people to attack him unscrupulously?
Hearing Yu Han's words of protecting him, Ji Jun's heart skipped a beat. He leaned forward and kissed the corner of her lips. He used to hate skin contact, but ever since he got together with Yu Han, he wished he could stick to her all the time.
Just as Ji Jun was about to go deeper, Yu Han tilted her head and avoided him. "Stop fooling around. We still have business to attend to."
Ji Jun's eyes chased after that fragrance and his voice was a little hoarse. "What serious matter?"
