Han Seoyeon questioned his words in her mind, having a short and brief monologue to her heart and wished it could help to take her mind away when from his handsome face which was contoured by the lights to make his pale colored skin to stand out.
In the next second, she felt her hand pulled. The same hand that was touched by the ruffian, thought Jung Hwa and she felt a soft touch her palm. The sensation was cold, she could feel how soft and smooth it was and looked down to see it was his lips that kissed her hand.
Splash of colors of red filled her face. She tugged her hand but to no avail with the tight hold he did to her hand. Jung Hwa could feel how her heartbeat took a very loud change and jumbled from his little action.
