Eighteen's Bed - Chapter 5.4: The Time of Reestablishment (4)

... ips. I had seen this exact pattern before. This was definitely...

“Hngh.”

Han Taesan, who had been silently watching my fingertip, touched his lips at my words. His face flushed red before instantly draining of color as if someone had poured ice water over him. His face turned a sickly shade of blue-green as he hurriedly covered his mouth with his palm and leaned back. With both hands tightly shielding his lips, he lowered his head. That reaction turned my suspicion into certaint ...