Jung Hwa saw how her expression became enticing. Like a sweet fruit that slowly ripe in front of his eyes, when she was staring at the picture, he noticed how she was gazing passionately at it. Most people would gaze for a few minutes but Seoyeon just had to stand there with her eyes staring at the position of the woman and man. With a little tease, Jung Hwa could hear her heartbeat riled up with his words and came the anticipating sound inside her heart that had him smiled.
His fingers touched her hair, Seoyeon didn't moved back and felt she should but when she did she realized the painting was behind her and she didn't have much space. She continued to feel his finger rubbing her hair between his thumb before it fell down silkily to her neck. The touch make her shudder, her eyes opened wide in alarm.
