As Sun Joon Ho recovered from the climax, Kangjeon Tae Hyun had already moved to the driver's seat and was wearing back his pants.
He had a cigarette slanted between his lips with a faint smile on his face, and his movement were calm and leisurely. From the side, he had a mischievous childishness about him.
"You look like a customer now," Sun Joon Ho remarked.
"Oh," Kangjeon Tae Hyun glanced at him, and rummaging through something from underneath the coat on the passenger seat.
Sun Joon Ho thought, if he dared to grab his wallet, he would leap up and punch his face.
But Kangjeon Tae Hyun only pulled out a packet of wet wipes, taking out two sheets, and leaned over to wipe Sun Joon Ho's leg.
The icy touch made Sun Joon Ho shiver; he wanted to curl his leg back, but physically, he couldn't match Kangjeon Tae Hyun.
