Dae always called Nivritti ugly as she didn't fit in his old-school Korean beauty standards. But in that moment, it was not bothering him. He didn't care her skin was not pale like Jae-Hwa or his wife. He didn't care if she didn't have a small face. All he cared about was how hot she was looking.
He had kissed Missmatch so many times. He had touched Jae-Hwa. Young blood and young skin were now his weakness. And now he wanted to touch Nivritti. He wanted to trace his fingers from her neck to her navel and insert his hands inside her dress. The dress was making her skin appear golden and he wanted to touch that gold.
"Yeobo!" Myung-Ok interrupted his lustful thoughts.
"What? What?"
"Your team!" said Myung-Ok.
"Right! Right! How is everyone doing? Enjoying the party. Both of you look good," he smiled at Chung-Ho. His eyes kept darting towards Nivritti's chest but somehow controlled himself. "And you are?"