The silk slip caught the bedroom light, revealing a subtle shine.
Although the long slip was a dress that descended to the calves, the thigh line was deeply cut along the hem.
As she lay on her side, Sori’s white elegance stood out prominently through the cut hemline.
The end of one of her eyebrows twisted slightly upward.
“Yusori. You’re not still drunk, right?”
“No. But I don’t feel particularly sober either.”
It seemed that way.
Suppressing a laugh that was about to come out unexpectedly, he said,
“Still, you seem more sober than back then.”
“Oh. Back then, I wasn’t a person.”
“Thank goodness. Today, you can embrace a person.”
Drying her hair while wearing a bathrobe, he stood and roughly combed his hair.
At the edge of his sight, he saw Sori’s toes wriggling on the bed.
The unexpected development seemed absurd, and he couldn’t help but want to laugh.
When he finished drying his hair and put down the hairdryer, Sori’s movement momentarily stopped.
Hyunwoo walked over to the bed, taking measured steps.
Sori was lying directly in front of him.
“If you keep lying like that, your arm will fall asleep. How long are you going to stay like that?”
“Then, should I lie down like this?”
Sori suddenly lay flat like a log, looking up at the ceiling.
After slightly shaking her head to clear her mind, Hyunwoo spoke in a soft voice.
“Come over here.”
“Oh, okay!”
Sori, who had suddenly stood up, walked toward him with quick steps.
“How about it? Are you going to undress yourself?”
“What?”
Pointing to his bathrobe, Sori’s earlobes burned instantly at his words.
“…I’ll give it a try.”
Hyunwoo noticed Sori’s tense expression, trying to hide her nervousness behind a forced smile.
“Okay, then.”
In response to her answer, he faintly smiled and, approaching Sori, gently placed her legs beneath the bed. With his hands, he combed her hair.
Her white feet barely touched the floor due to the bed’s height.
He took one step closer to Sori.
The back of his hand touched Sori’s knee.
Sori slowly raised both hands toward him. Hyunwoo, with an enigmatic expression, just watched her gesture.
As if suggesting, “Try it once. Look at it this way,” his observant gaze was slightly cold, but it was deeper than the night sky.
He suddenly grasped Sori’s trembling hands, which held the bathrobe’s belt.
“Why… are you doing this?”
Sori, startled, barely swallowed her surprised breath and asked.
“I’m just teasing.”
“Oh, why are you really like this?”
“Don’t be surprised no matter what you see.”
“…”
His palm gently touched one side of Sori’s cheek and then withdrew.
“…Professor.”
“Yeah?”
“How about we have a drink each?”
“Alcohol?”
“Yes.”
Turning his head to follow Sori’s gaze, he saw several wine packs already placed on the side table next to his bed.
“I really want to help dispel Professor’s suspicion today.”
“The one who created the suspicion wants to dispel it personally?”
“Wouldn’t that be better?”
He sighed as if he couldn’t believe it.
“Still, you shouldn’t drink more.”
Firmly nodding, he couldn’t stop her as Sori came down from the bed and picked up the wine pack she had placed on the side table.
“Just, this should be enough.”
Before he could answer, Sori spilled out another pack in front of him.
“…No, one more.”
Nevertheless, it was wine, so she drank it like water.
“Drink slowly.”
He patiently waited for her to finish drinking more wine, but he couldn’t bear it any longer and approached Sori. He had to stop her from grabbing the third pack.
He held the flashing Sori in his arms.
“At this rate, you’ll get drunk. Aren’t you going to work tomorrow?”
“Still.”
“Even so. Take it easy. I’ll make some food.”
As he laid Sori down on the bed, he untied his bathrobe. Sori, covering her face with both hands, went ‘heek!’ as she saw him.
She was wearing underwear, so it was a bit surprising.
Well, it’s not like Yoo Sori didn’t know that she was this kind of person.
With a funny appearance, he fell down on top of Sori.
With one arm, he touched the side of her face, and between the hands covering her face, he lightly kissed her lips.
“Don’t want to show your face?”
Only then did Sori lower her hands, revealing her blushing face.
“When drunk, you didn’t want to hug me like this.”
“…So, I want to drink more.”
Slightly resentful eyes asked why he was stopping her.
“That’s not possible.”
“…”
“You have to remember it clearly.”
Our historic.
“The first moment. You have to remember it forever.”
From Sori’s expression, which seemed to be fascinated, tension slowly released.
Her forehead, cheeks, round tip of the nose, and small chin were all very white. Seen up close, the delicate peach fuzz looked just like a peach.
Hyunwoo brought his lips close to Sori’s white cheek. Through the tip of her nose, the refreshing scent of Sori permeated.
Sori slowly raised her hand to his neck.
“I’m so nervous.”
“I’m nervous too.”
Although he usually had a calm face, his heart rate was faster than usual.
“This feeling is new to me too, Yoo Sori.”
“…Oppa.”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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