Their lips met, hiding a man’s mouth in the process.
His body temperature was hotter than anticipated.
While their lips were still touching, her shoulder was held firmly.
Not knowing what to do, a desire to feel more of this touch erupted like magma.
Heat and damp, a soft flame spread throughout her body in an instant.
The contact didn’t last long.
Before he pushed her away, Sori distanced herself from him.
Although it was brief, the sensation was intense.
Haa… Haa…
Although it was a fleeting moment, her breath was cut off all the way to her chin.
The flame that started at the tips of her lips had spread throughout her body in an instant.
The thoughts that had plagued her mind were burnt to cinders by that flame, leaving her head surprisingly clear.
It seemed like her body, engulfed in heat, would crumble at any moment.
All that was left now, was an apology.
“I’m really sorry…”
Tears welled up in her eyes unexpectedly.
Why is this happening, this is truly disgraceful.
The more she tried to hold it in, the more her body seemed to tremble.
A storm of fear and melancholy washed over her, the fear of potential death and the sadness of why such misfortune had to come to her.
“You. Now.”
There was no point in asking if she was crying.
Sori had buried her face in her hands and was shaking her shoulders slightly.
Hyun Woo, who seemed to understand why, gently embraced her shaking, thin shoulders.
She buried her face in Hyun Woo’s chest and let out the suppressed sorrowful cries.
Inhaling a sigh that was like a breath towards the empty air, Hyun Woo silently patted Sori’s back.
Even though it was spring, the night air was still cold.
The next day.
Beepbeep beepbeep.
Somewhere, the sound of a cell phone alarm began to ring noisily.
Sori, with her eyes closed, fumbled with her hand. After slipping her phone several times, she grabbed it and silenced the alarm first.
She flipped over her lying body and forced her heavy eyelids open.
She stared blankly at the ceiling, her arm propped above her aching head.
The familiar ceiling.
The familiar touch of the bedding.
The familiar scent of the diffuser.
“This is… my room.”
But why is it my room?
Since when has it been my room?
That was when, with her swollen eyes hardly opening, she repeatedly lowered and lifted her eyelids.
She swiftly raised her hand to her lips.
“Heehee…”
She swallowed her dry spit as she recalled the sensation that she vividly felt even in her drunken state.
And then.
“Heehee…”
Regrettably, she remembered clearly that Hyun Woo carried her, worn out from crying so much, to this place.
‘Hyun Woo’s back, it’s so broad and warm.’
She remembered that she clung tightly to his neck, hugging him because she was cold when he carried her on his back.
She had burst into tears again while talking about her mother.
“I’m insane. I’m insane. I really can’t live. What should I do…”
Sori, who had abruptly stood up, then lay down again, flailing her legs and pulling at her hair.
“If you’re drunk, you should have gone home and slept. You really. You really!”
She had vowed never to cross the line, yet she had jumped rope with that line from the first day of work.
She had clung to him, who had become a professor, cried, and even stolen a kiss.
How many people can handle five straight whiskeys?
It’s my fault……. (Correct) No, it’s not.
“No. No. It’s my fault, my fault. Uhah.”
But why did he, who knew nothing, never get angry and accepted all of her injections?
Still, he couldn’t strike me because I was his sister’s friend.
It might have been a blessing in disguise that Professor Hyun Woo became my professor.
“Professor, I will really do well in the future. Please forget about yesterday.”
Sori’s eyes, pleading to the empty air, suddenly shook seriously.
“Did I say that?”
Leukemia, perhaps?
Why can’t I remember that part as if it was erased with a correction pen?
No. There’s no way I did that instinctively.
No, wasn’t it? Didn’t I beg to be saved out of madness?
The sudden change in her expression would be a separate monodrama to anyone watching.
At that time.
“Sori, are you awake?”
Outside the door, Soohyang elegantly asked about her daughter’s wellbeing.
“Are you okay? It seems like the alarm went off. If you’re up, come out. Mom brought hangover soup.”
Sori, who was about to kick the door and go out, flung open the door and wobbled while holding her tingling forehead.
“Oh my, this girl really. How much did you drink.”
Soohyang, who was watching her, clicked her tongue. Sori, who barely found her balance, slightly shook her head and asked.
“Mom. The professor yesterday, no, did Hyun Woo come?”
“Yes, he carried you who were passed out drunk.”
“Haa, I really, really messed up.”
“Being carried by the professor on the first day, good job. Really.”
“Right. I’m insane.”
Sori banged her forehead like a woodpecker against the wall next to the door.
How am I supposed to face him now?
“But did your injection change to crying?”
The Villainous Demon Lord Laid an Egg for Her (Female-Dominated)
Several months after transmigrating into a book, Yu Wu found herself facing the demon lord Li You, who could no longer conceal his dragon horns. With one hand on her aching waist and the other gripping a sharp sword, she stared at him.
The demon lord’s eyes were red with fury:
“This is all your doing! Today, I won’t rest until I kill you!”
Yu Wu rubbed her temples. Putting aside the taboo against bloodshed during pregnancy, wasn’t it this very man who willingly walked into her trap that day?!
Warnings:
- Male pregnancy.
- Height ratios are set to mirror typical male-female height proportions.
- Characters include a foot-loving demon lord and an eldest daughter from an immortal family’s concubine lineage.
