Mi-nyeo spat out her milk, spurting and coughing. “M-marry Hwang Tae-kyung!” she choked out. “I…I don’t know…I mean it’s too soon…maybe someday..I don’t know….you…you think he would want to m-marry me?”
This fic is so sweet, I hope you're going to continue!
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This fic is so sweet, I hope you're going to continue!
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