Synopsis
"I will be your Jiabi for as long as I live." "I will keep you safe until my last breath." Eo Woo-dong's breath fell soft against Lee Gyeom's neck. The warmth from her mouth drifted into him. He couldn't think straight, like someone who had been given something to drink without knowing it. Lee Gyeom reached his hand behind Woo-dong's neck and drew her in, carefully. "I'm not very good at this, so don't follow my example." Pulling Eoudong close against him, the light smell of roses came to him. From the moment they became one, they burned with awareness…
