Secretly Meeting With My Boss

would remember that, but her brain seemed to work strangely because she had soju.

Do I like big ones?

Soyoung pondered.
It was natural that a tall and handsome person was better than a small person.
For example… Like Taekyung.

“Yes, if possible.”

Taekyung’s expression turned ambiguous with So-young’s unwavering answer.
Since then, he has kept his mouth shut, and she has also remained silent.

Taekyung drove through.
The wind from the heater was hot, the atmosphere was quiet, and the car ran stably through the dark streets.
So-young, who had already been eroded by alcohol, dozed off without any choice when she even had a comfortable environment.

“….Hm, heuk.”

When So-young, who fell asleep without realizing it, opened her eyes in surprise, the atmosphere was so quiet.
She looked up, wiping her lips reflexively.
Then, when she found Taekyung sitting quietly in the driver’s seat, her heart was surprised.

So-young held onto her pounding chest and stared at Taekyung. I didn’t even remember when I fell asleep.
Why did Taekyung stay still like that without waking me up?

Taekyung, who was staring straight ahead as if he was lost in thought, turned his head without any sign of surprise.
The deep-seated gaze headed for So-young.

“T-team leader.
How long did I sleep?”

Soyoung opened her mouth.
Her heart was beating fast.
She was so startled that even her voice cracked.
At her question, Taekyung slowly closed his eyes and then opened them with a fumbling expression.

“You didn’t sleep for a long time.
About 30 minutes?”

“I’m so sorry.
You should’ve just woken me up.….”

“You slept too soundly for that.
You must have been really tired.”

When I saw Taekyung as soon as I woke up, Soyoung felt a momentary chill.
An unknown feeling passed through her back.

“You’ve been working overtime lately.”

However, Taekyung’s smiling face was not much different from usual.
Apparently, the momentary unfamiliarity Soyoung felt was just her illusion.
She tried to think so, but she still felt uneasy.
So-young instinctively decided that it would be better to avoid it.

“Well… Thank you for taking me there.”

“No problem.”

Taekyung showed a reaction to So-young’s bowing while holding the doorknob. Let’s go back home quickly. Thinking so, she almost reflexively looked through Taekyung’s groin.
It was an unconscious behavior caused by her recent habits.

It was then.

Taekyung, who breathed in so loudly that his heart fluttered, said in a smiling voice.

“Assistant Manager Han Soyoung.”

“What?”

“Do you like my dick that much?”