Kim Woojin Height Novels & Stories

She leaned her chin on her palm, lips tinted faintly pink. “So, you’re one of Joonwoo’s members now?” she teased, her voice warm. Daejin’s jaw tightened. He shook his head quickly, flexing an arm instead, the muscle straining beneath his blazer sleeve. “Allies. That’s it. I won’t be anyone’s member. Look at this—” he raised his arm higher, grinning. “These are boxing muscles. You think I’d bow down to that guy? No chance.” Sarang tilted her head, pretending to think. Her tone was playful, but her eyes searched deeper.

Doona squeaked at Chihun, who let out a sigh. "Do you want to use the shower or not?" Chihun said, and it was only now that he was standing still, and a bit closer to Doona, did she realize how extremely tall he was; likewise, how perfectly fitted and tight his shirt was. The white cotton fabric pressed against his solid form framed each detail from how amazing and firm his pectorals looked to how incredibly defined his abs were. Chihun was even more handsome than she thought, and with his slightly damped hair, he looked like he could be a model. "Are you even listening to me?" Chihun sighed again, and Doona gasped; her eyes blinked rapidly as she struggled to tear her gaze from his body. Sh

Sohu nodded, but Kevin frowned "What did you mean we don't have enough hight difference? I'm taller than you!" "Only a few centimetres. It doesn't count. I'm 170cm and you are 177cm." Jenny said with chuckling. Kevin twisted his mouth "At least I'm taller than your idol, Salman Khan!" Jenny narrowed her eyes "Hey! Don't you dare to drag in my hubby!" When Sohu saw that they were going to start fighting, she stopped them "Stop you guys, we are running out of time." Jenny and Kevin looked at each other, then both twisted their mouth at the same time.