Not even her previous boyfriends, let alone her parents, had said she was pretty or cute to this extent.
Anyone who sees it might think Professor Ok raised her. He seemed to adore Seolhee that much. When Seolhee pouted, Eunwoo smiled gently.
“That might not be possible.”
“…….”
“Even if I try not to speak, somehow it just comes out. What can I do?”
Then, he picked up a brown towel and wiped Seolhee’s wet hair. The hair, overflowing with moisture, quickly started to dry as the towel absorbed the dampness. After wiping the hair, he slowly wiped Seolhee’s forehead and nose.
The slightly abrasive fabric grazed her face. Although it was just that, Eunwoo’s actions were slow enough to create a strange sensation.
Due to him flipping the towel over Seolhee’s face with both hands, her face was partially covered by the towel, and her vision was blocked. Everything in front of her turned black. Due to his hands pressing the towel onto her skin, her heart naturally quickened.
“It’s not my fault; it’s your fault.”
“…What did I do?”
“Walking around all wet in the rain, making me worry, blushing cutely, that’s why I keep saying such things.”
Seeing a gap makes you want to dig into it.
Still, she couldn’t see in front of her due to the towel. Although Eunwoo was right in front of her, she didn’t know how close. Without realizing it, Seolhee straightened her posture. His voice, gradually getting closer, soon his breath touched her lips.
Close.
Too close that it was surprising.
And with her vision blackened, his lips gently sucked on Seolhee’s lips.
“Sip.”
He swallowed Seolhee’s half-opened lips without warning. The soft and moist sensation stirred her rapidly.
Even though she hadn’t dried herself yet.
His shirt was soaked on the right shoulder opposite to Seolhee. However, without intending to dry it, Eunwoo simply coveted Seolhee.
“Mm.”
As Seolhee shook her head slightly, expressing that they should do it later, his lips slowly parted from Seolhee.
“Do you dislike it?”
“It’s not that. Ah, not yet. Um, I need some time to prepare my heart.”
“Do lovers need to prepare their hearts for kissing?”
If it’s just a kiss, maybe anytime, but his touch now was intimate and hot. It wasn’t just a kiss. It wasn’t just a simple lip touch. It was like preparing for something more immense.
While Seolhee was hesitating about what to do, he took one of the towels. Eunwoo’s face, seen while he was wiping himself, was round and smiling.
Softly curved eyes, sharp nose, lips that had turned red from the recent contact. Everything was clearly visible.
“What should I do to prepare my heart?”
Saying that, he wiped Seolhee’s neck. A refreshing feeling flowed down. Lips with a dry yet warm breath tickled her skin.
“If you tell me, I’ll do it every time we kiss. For the preparation of your heart.”
“Well, that’s…”
Perhaps I’ll never be ready for that.
Even though it wasn’t the first time their lips collided, Seolhee’s vision was still blurry and difficult. It might always be thrilling and dizzy like this.
“It’s late today, and, um, I was surprised because it rained.”
“Right. It rained, you got wet, so I brought you to our house.”
“Me? Why?”
Eunwoo smiled brightly in response to Seolhee’s question.
“To take a shower.”
“Together… shower?”
What does this mean?
Seolhee took a sharp breath, uncertain about what to do with his explicit temptation. Sensations of melting started from her toes.
Of course, spending the night with Eunwoo was by no means a first, but this was too overt.
Then Eunwoo chuckled.
“Don’t you remember? You contacted me this morning, saying the showerhead fell.”
“Ah…”
Come to think of it, the showerhead had indeed fallen while she was showering this morning. She didn’t know how to fix it, so she had asked Eunwoo.
“So, I suggested you wash at our place, and I’ll fix it in the meantime.”
Eunwoo’s smiling laughter was sly. Eunwoo continued speaking.
“It didn’t mean we’d shower together.”
“No, I’m not that kind of pervert.”
Really, she completely forgot about the broken showerhead in the morning. Seolhee quickly explained when Eunwoo chuckled again.
“No, thinking about it, that might be a good idea.”
“What do you mean?”
“It is.”
“…”
“Let’s shower together.”
His lips curled up. Seolhee squinted her eyes and glared at him.
“Don’t tease me again.”
“I’m not teasing.”
“I want to shower alone, especially in such a bright bathroom.”
“Haven’t you prepared your heart again?”
At his words, Seolhee narrowed her eyes.
Now she wasn’t fooled. He was exceptionally good at lifting her up and putting her down. Seolhee grabbed the shower necessities and hurriedly went to the bathroom. Eunwoo’s bathroom was, of course, in the same building, with a similar structure to the rooms. Still, it felt much neater, maybe because of the dark interior.
A bathroom with a similar feel to his.
Showering here felt different and made her nervous.
The moment she finished showering, dressed hastily, and walked out.
As the door opened, she saw a man leaning against the wall.
“Finished?”
“Oh, did you need to use the bathroom? Are you in a hurry?”
“Yeah, I was in a hurry.”
Without saying anything, as Seolhee tried to step aside, Eunwoo grabbed her chin.
“Seolhee, you were so hungry and struggled.”
Then he engulfed Seolhee in a gulp.
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
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Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
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The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
——
But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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