Here’s the English translation of the provided Korean paragraph:
“What?”
Kyungjun raised his voice in disbelief. Not only treating him openly as an uninvited guest but also saying he smelled, he started to argue whether that was something to say to a friend who had barely managed to take a day off.
“I rushed here from work, worried you might be scared alone. Instead of thanks, I get this absurd accusation.”
“No, that’s not it. We were grilling charcoal. I meant the smell of charcoal. You dummy.”
“Ah.”
Kyungjun’s face lit up with realization, then he sniffed his clothes. They did smell. He chuckled awkwardly and shrugged his nose. Without another word, he drained his beer and set down the empty can with a satisfying clunk.
“Let’s drink more after I shower. I can use the upstairs bathroom, right? You should shower too. You smell as well.”
His cheeky revenge made him laugh triumphantly. Dajeong looked at him awkwardly.
“…I’ll shower before bed.”
It was a strange response. She had insisted Kyungjun shower because of the charcoal smell, but now she refused to do the same. She expected him to say something about it, so she blurted out anything.
“Ah. I need to watch this drama.”
“…”
“This one. It stars Oh Chaewon and it’s really interesting. is really popular these days.”
“Does Jaeho Lee appear in it?”
“…No. He doesn’t.”
“You’re watching a drama without Jaeho Lee?”
Kyungjun asked with wide eyes, his tone filled more with genuine curiosity than suspicion. As Dajeong was reminded of what Jaeho Lee meant in her life, she felt embarrassed and her face turned slightly red.
“Just. It’s interesting.”
“Whatever.”
Kyungjun responded indifferently and turned away.
“After all, when else can you catch up on dramas if not here?”
Humming a tune, Kyungjun went upstairs, and the sound of the bathroom door closing echoed. Knowing well how long Kyungjun took to shower, Dajeong suddenly felt embarrassed for even thinking about it.
Shortly after, the sound of water could be heard.
The sound of footsteps on crushed stone gravel echoed. How focused was he to hear such a faint sound. Not even a dog. Jaeho chuckled to himself and burst open the front door.
Dajeong’s eyes widened as the door opened before the sensor light turned on.
“How did you know…”
“I was paying attention.”
Dajeong pressed the thumbnail of her clasped hands while giving a short response. Her expression was clearly flustered. When their eyes met, she bit her lower lip slightly.
Her nervous face was evident.
Jaeho scrutinized Dajeong thoroughly.
Had she imagined what would happen after she crossed this threshold? About the secret breaths we would share and the more primitive excitement that would be even more revealing.
Jaeho’s eyebrows twitched, on the verge of losing his rationality. Even the short breaths Dajeong exhaled seemed irresistibly sweet.
Jaeho recalled the message he had sent. ‘I want to kiss you.’
“You didn’t reply.”
“…”
“Did you come to answer in person?”
“…”
“I’ve been waiting.”
A maple leaf, the color of her blushing cheeks, was carried by the wind and landed on Dajeong’s hair.
“…I wanted to.”
Jaeho reached out and removed the leaf from her hair. The autumn-hued maple leaf was fiery red, much like his own heart. He twirled it between two fingers, and Dajeong’s gaze followed his fingertips.
“Yoon Dajeong. Let yourself be swept away by me.”
The maple leaf twirling in Jaeho’s hand seemed to hypnotize Dajeong, deeply drawing in her gaze. She held her breath for a moment.
The man’s eyes felt intensely hot. They shared their breaths in silence, keeping a distance, their gazes hopelessly intertwined.
Eventually, Dajeong broke the silence.
“…Can I come in?”
“What if you do?”
“…”
“That sounds like an answer.”
“…”
“An answer saying it’s okay.”
A mix of shyness and unripe courage flickered in Dajeong’s trembling eyes.
“…Yes, it’s an answer.”
Here’s the English translation of the provided Korean paragraph:
A barely audible voice finally snapped Jaeho’s restraint. He reached out, pulled Dajeong into the entrance hall, and slammed the door shut. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he pressed her against the wall. Simultaneously, his hot lips descended close to hers.
“Say such things faster next time.”
“…Ah.”
Her voice, flustered, burst out like a small moan. It was because Jaeho’s body, pressed against her without hesitation, was firmer than she expected. Jaeho, not hiding his desire, covered Dajeong’s lips with his own.
Their soft lips deeply overlapped, and hot breaths intermingled and intertwined. Jaeho’s gentle breath filled her mouth and withdrew, repeating the process. A warm sensation slowly heated her entire body. A ticklish and tantalizing feeling filled her heart. Confused, Dajeong clutched at Jaeho’s shirt.
“Hmm…”
Jaeho’s arm tightened around Dajeong’s waist. Her excitement rose rapidly amidst their quick breaths.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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