Competition (3)

“What are you doing? Lie down.”

Baek Seol-ah issued a cold threat with such force that she seemed ready to fold me in half if I did not obey.

“……Mm.”

Under that pressure, I reluctantly lay down on the sofa.

Baek Seol-ah carefully supported my head as I lay there.

She gently tickled the back of my neck with her fingertips and offered me her lap as a pillow.

Then she murmured with an affectionate smile, as though she had never threatened me at all.

“Make yourself comfortable, Taeyang. Relax your body……. Yes, that’s it. Good boy.”

“……”

“If you lie there obediently, Mommy will take care of everything.”...