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My Childish Papa

Rather than fighting destiny that was already written, Ryushin preferred to follow fate. Wouldn't destiny force us if we refused, and fate would guide us if we followed it? No matter the identity of the mother, the most important thing for Ryushin in this world is only Kim Jangjun aka Ujang. Papa as well as the older brother to him. The only family Ryushin has in this world. *** From the very beginning, family for Jangjun was not a joy that was given to him just like that. It was something he had to protect with relentless persistence. Jangjun gently stroked the 14 year old teenager who was lying on his bed. He is now sitting on the edge of the bed. It seemed just yesterday that he was overwhelmed by the redness of the baby. Without realizing it, years have passed. The baby has now become a handsome teenager. Slanted eyes that show only one line when smiling, a swollen nose, and full lips that look sensual. This boy was truly a reflection of himself. It was as if he looked in the mirror face to face with the boy who liked this ice cream. It felt like Jangjun was seeing his old self now. However, there were times when he felt that this boy was not a reflection of himself, but ... "Don't touch me! What are you doing, heh? Are you a pedophile who wants a handsome teenager like me," Ryushin held his body tightly.

Mijun_123 · Realista
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"Nana knocked, but there was no answer. So, Na...."

"So you just walked in! You thought this was your house, huh?!" cut Jia, hurry.

"My daughter ... you can't be like that with guests," Kim Jae rebuked, gently.

"Sensi is really... 'monthly cycle' huh?" replied Nana.

Then she walked over to the nightstand beside Jeje's bed. She put herbs there.

"Nana listen, Jeje is sick huh?"

Nana sat on Jeje's bed. His violin was still in his arms while the shapeless bow was strewn across the marble floor.

"Sakau!" Jeje answered in a whisper.

'It hurts because of you', he continued to himself.

"Jeje addict?" Nana also whispered.

Babe Jae and Jia look at each other, for a moment trying to overhear the 15 year old teenager's conversation.

"Yes," Jeje nodded.

'Opium for you', his mind continued.

Nana looked concerned.

"Nana promises, until Jeje recovers, Nana will continue to visit Jeje!"

"Lie ...."

"No. As papa said, every promise has honor no matter how simple it is."

Jeje is touched. Come on, what teenager doesn't blush when the person he likes says that?

Moreover, they are teenagers whose hormones are booming.

"Kheh! Drama!" this time it was Jia who said.

Babe Jae just watches them.