Hyeju’s murmuring complexion instantly turned pale.
Blue… blue…?
Kang Juwon’s sweater!!!!!
“Oh my goodness! Why is this coming out here?”
Hyeju’s hand holding the sweater trembled. It turned out that Suchul, who didn’t know how to use the dryer, had accidentally mixed the sweater with other laundry.
Looking at the shrunken sweater, Hyeju cried out.
“Dadddddd!”
“You… can’t wear it, right?”
The next day, Hyeju carried the sweater that received a death sentence and went to the representative’s office. Juwon, who was engrossed in his work, raised an eyebrow.
“What’s that?”
“Yesterday, it’s the sweater that the boss lent me…”
“Bring it here.”
Without a doubt, he wore the clearly shrunken sweater on his chest.
Hyeju was in despair. Behind the blue sweater, Juwon’s sturdy body was visible in all directions. The sleeves that came down to the wrists reached below the elbows, and the length that covered the belt was shortened to the navel.
“If you were me, would you wear it?”
Thud. Juwon handed the sweater to Hyeju. Hyeju received the sweater with both hands and became tearyeyed.
“I’m sorry. I’ll buy you a new one.”
“Do that then.”
Usually, in moments like this, isn’t it a common rule to decline at least once?
Without thinking twice, Hyeju stared at Juwon, nodding her head.
‘He’s such a heartless person!’
He might not know, but Kang Juwon probably wouldn’t wear a sweater that costs only twenty thousand won at Dongdaemun. Hyeju felt desperate as her wallet already felt lighter.
“Then I’ll go out.”
“Did you sleep well last night?”
Nod. As Hyeju turned around after greeting, Juwon’s words were thrown at her ear. Hyeju replied in a hesitant manner.
“Yes.”
“Is something hurting?”
“No.”
“Your face is red.”
That’s because I’m angry. I was about to ask about your clothes, and it cost a fortune.
Internally grumbling, Hyeju retorted in a composed manner.
“It’s naturally red. It runs in the family.”
“You’re saying nonsense. You don’t have a fever, do you?”
“I don’t have a fev…”
…but.
Her unfinished words were cut off by a sudden large hand. Hyeju raised her hand to her forehead and looked at Juwon, who was comparing temperatures, in a daze.
“I see. You don’t have a fever.”
Gulp. Saliva went down her throat.
His hand was warm, just like in her dreams.
“Ah…”
The fragrance of fabric softener emanated from him as he approached closely. It was a scent that was more enchanting than in her dreams, mixed with a lingering perfume smell.
Her gaze flowed down and landed on Juwon’s hand. In that moment of seeing the taut muscles, she recalled being embraced by him in her dreams. The strong and solid chest, the gentle touch that caressed her shoulders.
“You seem fine. Just go out.”
Along with the deep voice resonating above her head, the sight of his adam’s apple moving vigorously came in slow motion.
Hyeju blankly looked up at Juwon.
The fragrance she had smelled in her dreams and the firm grip she had felt were right in front of her. It was an incredibly unfamiliar experience. The realistic yet surreal sensation kept confusing Hyeju.
To the point where she wanted to be embraced by him once again.
“Now that we’ve confirmed there’s no fever, don’t waste time.”
“I’m not wasting time, am I? I’m going, I’m going!”
As Hyeju quickly left the office, her spirit returned in response to the familiar tone that could irritate the listener.
Then, she reproached herself.
“You’re crazy, Oh Hyeju! What were you thinking, getting all excited there!”
In the midst of overwhelming selfreproach, she muttered to herself.
“Why am I like this?”
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
