“……What do you mean?”
Tae Sang asked in a puzzled tone.
“I mean, your smile…… like just now…….”
“You don’t like it when I smile?”
“No! I like it. It’s just that…….”
“……?”
“It’s too precious…… you know?”
It was a forced answer, but even to herself, it sounded ridiculous. She wished she could hide in a mouse hole.
Da Jeong quickly headed towards the sofa, her face burning, and sat down hurriedly, not daring to lift her head. She sneakily glanced at his feet.
“…….”
Tae Sang quietly observed her round, bowed head, biting his lip to suppress a smile.
He knew he should wait longer. Approaching her slowly, as chasing would only make her run away.
But he found it hard to restrain himself today, on a day when Da Jeong was slowly opening up to him.
His heavy steps moved towards the sofa.
[Thud]Tae Sang naturally took the seat next to Da Jeong, quite close to her. Da Jeong quickly scanned the space and pointed to the empty part of the sofa.
“Why do you have to sit so close when there’s plenty of room over there?”
“It’ll get even closer when we sleep, won’t it?”
“Sleep……? You mean to sleep on the sofa?”
Tae Sang nodded lightly.
“We’ll eventually share a bed anyway.”
“…….”
“Isn’t it better to practice?”
His slow, penetrating words seemed to dissolve the boundaries between them.
Da Jeong looked at him with anxious eyes. As if trying to read her thoughts, Tae Sang stared deeply into her eyes.
Da Jeong closed her eyelids, like a shield.
“What are you worried about?”
He quickly spoke, sensing her fluctuating emotions.
“I’m not worried.”
“Then?”
Da Jeong knew Tae Sang wouldn’t do anything she disliked. But the thought of lying in the same bed with him was nerve-wracking in itself.
Desire and fear pulled at her from opposite sides, a tug of war of contrasting emotions.
“I trust you, Tae Sang. So, I’m not worried. But… I’m still nervous about the idea of lying together.”
“…….”
Tae Sang looked at her thoughtfully, then relaxed his sharp gaze and leaned back on the sofa.
“Then let’s stay like this.”
His already large frame seemed even more imposing as he relaxed.
“Like this?”
“You said lying down makes you nervous.”
He closed his eyes lazily and patted his shoulder lightly, a silent invitation to lean on him if she wished.
“……Pfft.”
Da Jeong couldn’t help but let out a light laugh.
She liked that he made such an innocent interpretation, knowing full well it wasn’t what she meant.
The tug of war ended abruptly. Convinced by Tae Sang’s invitation, Da Jeong slowly moved closer to him.
It was just leaning on his shoulder. Tae Sang suggested it. It’s nothing, she reassured herself, trying to rationalize her actions.
Da Jeong gently rested her head on Tae Sang’s broad shoulder. It seemed okay to trouble him a bit since his shoulder was as solid as a rock, and she was just going to take a short nap.
“Not too heavy…… right?”
“…….”
When he didn’t respond, she felt uneasy. Glancing up, she caught sight of the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
Don’t smile.
Da Jeong secretly smiled and leaned on his shoulder again.
The firmness gradually turned into comfort, and the unfamiliar warmth merged with her own. She quickly drifted into sleep, enveloped in a pleasant sensation.
A little past lunchtime, the family home’s kitchen was bustling with activity in preparation for a rare guest.
“No, cook that a bit more. The child particularly likes soft textures. Oh, don’t serve that side dish.”
Myung Ok was leading the kitchen operations. Normally indifferent to kitchen work, today she was fully invested.
Today was special because Soo Bin was having her first meal at the family home since returning to Korea. Myung Ok wouldn’t tolerate anything less than perfect.
The table was quickly filled with dishes favored by Chairman Cha and Soo Bin.
Just rice and soup left to serve.
“Could she possibly……”
Myung Ok glanced nervously at the clock on the wall.
Knowing how strict Chairman Cha was about time, she wondered why this was happening again. The tightening deadline made her throat dry with anxiety.
Just when she grew tired of peeking at the door, Chairman Cha emerged from the study.
“Cha Soo Bin, always the same.”
Myung Ok sighed with restrained frustration and quickly picked up the phone on the table, intending to call Soo Bin. Then, the front door opened with a cheerful sound.
“Grandfather!”
Dressed in a surprisingly neat shirt, Soo Bin had made an effort for the occasion.
“Yes, Soo Bin has arrived.”
Chairman Cha greeted Soo Bin in a calm manner. His face lit up with a smile, but he wasn’t as excited as when he saw Tae Sang.
“Have you been well?”
“As always.”
“Always? Your wrinkles have increased significantly.”
“Yes, they might have.”
Chairman Cha’s attitude remained unaffected even by the light-hearted teasing. He gestured for her to come in and headed towards the kitchen.
Myung Ok watched the two from a distance, feeling inwardly drained.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
