The gazes within a two-meter radius all settled on Sun Joon Ho.
Sun Joon Ho had seen the world and was not at all nervous. He picked up a small orange from the counter, removed two tender leaves, and began to peel it leisurely. Then, he tore open the plump, round orange, and piece by piece, they both stuffed it into the mouths of Kangjeon Tae Hyun and himself.
When feeding the last piece, his knuckles brushed the stubble under Kangjeon Tae Hyun's nose, and he asked, "Is it sweet?"
It's too sour. Saying that Kangjeon Tae Hyun held his hand and said, "You still have some paint on your nails."
Sun Joon Ho took a look at the grass green color on his hand, it should be the residue from when he was coloring a roaring small dinosaur.
He grabbed Kangjeon Tae Hyun with his other hand and blinked, "It's fine; you can help me wash it later. Wash it slowly."
