MR. Jeon, The Heart Bandit | L.K Adaptation

Chapter 124

Nope. She could not afford to be serious with him, or she was going to be entrapped by his words.

Lisa hence started to make her way outside, but Jungkook caught her. "Where are you going?"

"Bang Chan's house. I'll bring my son home".

"He doesn't want to go home"

"He must say it personally". There was no way she would believe him.

Jungkook briskly made the call, putting it on loudspeaker.

It was the weekend Bang Chan sounded lazy and sleepy. "Boss....what is it?"

"Pass the phone to the brat".

"Okay, hold on...." There was a rustling sound from Bang Chan's end

"Young Master, your father the kind is looking for you".

The little one yawned from the other end. "Your Majesty, why are you asking for me? Did Mommy bully you?"

"....Your Mommy is beside me. Tell her you don't want to go home today".

Was he actually commanding their son so openly?

Hello! She was right beside him did he take her for deaf!?

Lisa glared at him angrily, but Jungkook stayed calm as if he saw nothing.

"Oh....Mommy, good morning" The little one said while yawning. "The best thing in Uncle's place here is not eating dogfood. It's a rare free weekend, Mommy, so I won't bother you and Daddy making sister. Love you".

Lisa wanted to say more, but little one quickly said sleepily, "Yawn~so sleepy....come fetch me at night, Mommy....I'm going back to sleep Mua~"

Then, he hung up.

He actually hung up....

Lisa shoved the phone on Jungkook's chest, feeling a desire to tear him apart.

"I found your face getting thicker, Jungkook"

He was just like a student who boldly copied someone else's answers in an exam.

Jungkook appeared quite proud however, "What's wrong with thick?"

The main thing was to get the girl.

Lisa snorted then shot him a glare before ignoring him.

On the car, Lisa winced she held her hip, the pain there was a little unbearable.

"Hip hurts?" Jungkook put his warm palm on her narrow waist.

His strokes were tender and itched a little, and Lisa suddenly felt embarrassed, "You don't have to massage me".

"Better?"

"That....It doesn't get better with a massage".

Jungkook blanked out. "Then what?"

He really understood nothing. Did she really have to explain that symptom?

Biting her lower lip, she said vaguely, "That's....because I'm....bleeding, that's why....my hips hurts. It's physiological it wouldn't improve just by massaging".

Jungkook frowned. "Then how would the bleeding be stopped?"

Everything would be alright if the bleeding stopped after all.

Simple.

"....That can't be controlled!" Why was his brain wired so bizarrely?

Jungkook frowned even harder then women were so troublesome.