The machine-made Android’s lips were, ironically, pretty warm. When Gyeon-woo raised his head, a pair of eyes were looking at him. A face bright like a flower smiles.
“Good morning? master.”
A soft tongue enters and wraps the tense tip of Gyeonwoo’s tongue. I felt the taste of the ice cream that I didn’t touch. It was vanilla.
The fever whispered, bringing his tongue back to the trace of the kiss that remained on Gyeonwoo’s lips.
“Poporo was not enough, actually.”
Siyeol’s spiteful smile superimposed on the face of Yeol, who had erased the child’s expression.
“Now you have finished the engraving properly, Master.”
Gyeon-woo, who is in charge of temporary management of Sexeroid, who duplicated the unrequited partner
, misunderstands himself as a Sexeroid, and is looking forward to the day when he will show his ill-wisher skills
Associated Names: 안녕하세요, 주인님