"Why are you crying?"
"..don't cry."
"Don't be silly, tell me before I get mad."
The woman, who had been resting her head on Jimin's lap, suddenly turned her back and shook her shoulders. Jimin, sensing something strange, forcibly turned her back so that their eyes met.
Tears welled up in the heroine's eyes, and her gaze fell on the cell phone she was holding.
"It's so annoying... turn it off"
"Give me your Talk ID."
"Huh..? Black"
"Tell me this bitch's chat ID."
In the comments from last time, many people told me not to get sick ㅠㅠㅠㅠ
Thank you so much ❤️
But I'm not getting tested because I'm sick
If my younger siblings want to go to daycare, the family living with them needs to get a preemptive checkup once a month!!! ☺️
Our princesses, you worked hard today too 😽❤️