Chapter 169: Summons
Cha Eui-jae froze in place, clutching the gas mask. He only meant to tease him a little, but this reaction was unexpected.
Is it really something to be this embarrassed about? Or wait— was Lee Sa-young really embarrassed? For some reason, Cha Eui-jae's fingertips tingled, and before he realized it, his hand twitched.
"..."
Lee Sa-young took a few harsh breaths and then yanked the gas mask away. His reddened face was about to disappear behind it when Cha Eui-jae quickly grabbed his hand. A low, tightly clenched voice followed.
"Move."
"Hey, wait. Hold still for a second."
"Move your hand."
"Why are you trying to put it back on?"
"Why do you care? I... want to wear it."
Lee Sa-young's chest heaved beneath his coat, and now he was snorting in frustration, his face turning even redder beneath the half-hidden mask.
There was no trace of the boyishness Cha Eui-jae had once seen on Lee Sa-young's face. The sharp cheekbones, the defined jawline, and the deeper eyes belong entirely to a grown man.
Meanwhile, the interview between the reporters and young Lee Sa-young continued on the screen.