All Chapters of Bitter Taste of Love : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Warm rays of sunlight crept through each gap in the light green curtain, Lee Seunghee woke up with a headache after a night of being immersed in a sea of dunes. His throat ached from the indiscriminate amount of alcohol poured in, he ruffled his red hair and exhaled with difficulty. Stretch yourself comfortably over a tired body. Looking around, I realized that this was not his room, the room belonged to a person with artistic blood. The main color is white combined with pastel green, creating a cool look to the eyes. Small but not pushy, a great room. Unique paintings, most of which are images of wine bottles rolling but not cluttering on a green grass. He guessed that the owner of the room was very knowledgeable about wine, the details on each type were meticulously carved. Pausing his interest in the room, he opened it and walked out. Sharing the same color scheme inside the room, he spread it step by step. On the light ivory-white sofa, the boy's elbow rests on the arm of the ch

Lee Seunghee sat on the car with a pale purple face, as if something scared him. For him, what he did to Hong Hanseok in the toilet earlier was a scary, extremely scary thing. Wen Sunhwi looked at his friend's image in the rearview mirror, really panicking. He left Seunghee in the dining room and left for a long time, when he returned, his face was white. Now sit and bite your nails,blood gushed from the finger that was clenched by the teeth. "Hey Seunghee, stop biting your nails, Dirty die!" Being reminded by Sunhwi, he noticed and let go of the finger. Exhale a long sigh. As a good friend, how could Sunhwi ignore his friend, he asked: "What happened to you? are like a person in the clouds!" Hearing Sunhwi's question, he shivered, shaking his head, not daring to answer honestly. Kissing was a very normal thing for him, But kissing with a boy is the first time. thinking, he still couldn't think of a clear explanation. Evade and go back to talk to Sunh

Lee Seunghee remembered the image of Hong Hanseok indulging in a kiss with someone other than himself, annoyed and accidentally grabbed Hanseok's wrist, causing him to cry out in pain. "Seunghee I hurt..." He turned to look at Hanseok, his brows furrowed and he staggered after him. The feeling rose in his heart, he let go of his wrist and walked more slowly. Quickly take the key from him, open the door of the house you just left in the morning. Press him to sit on the bed, carefully disinfected and bandaged the wound. Seeing the wound being handled neatly, he cheerfully praised Seunghee, "Oh, thank you. Seunghee is so good." He frowned and replied, "Are you praising the child?" "You don't have it." He shook his head. Standing up to take off his tie and hang it up, Hanseok let out a long sigh. "Parties like that really don't suit me, it's really confusing." He swallowed hard, looking at his neck exposed under his silk shirt. But