Perhaps, her father’s memorial day was written on that one sheet of paper he mentioned earlier.
She hoped the investigation hadn’t gone that far. Trying to change the atmosphere, Woo-yeon half-closed her eyes and asked.
“So, Boss, what are you thinking right now?”
“I promised not to touch a hair, but now I’m thinking, what if I change my mind and touch it, will I get slapped?”
“…….”
“Maybe giving one punch and trying to touch might not be a bad calculation.”
Woo-yeon laughed.
His words that expelled gloomy thoughts and simplified people sounded charming.
Woo-yeon rested her chin on her hand with a sweet smile.
“Do you want to kiss?”
He looked at her lips so blatantly that it made her uncomfortable.
“No way.”
“…….”
“Maybe that’s all I want.”
Before his words finished, frighteningly, Tae-kyung pursed his lips.
A large hand sweeps through her neck, grabbing Woo-yeon’s back as she falls backward.
Due to the intoxication, the pleasure he gives is deeper and more intense than usual.
Tae-kyung tangled himself through Woo-yeon’s parted lips, sucking her in until her cheek puckered, blending with her.
His scent, mixed with the smell of alcohol, pricked the tip of her nose. Now, it was a scent too familiar, Tae-kyung’s unique fragrance.
Woo-yeon wanted to revel in the addictive scent that paralyzed her senses.
When he unexpectedly put his hand between her T-shirt, Woo-yeon coldly pushed his hand away.
For a moment, Tae-kyung withdrew.
It was good to see his expression filled with excitement.
Woo-yeon met his secretive gaze that asked if she wouldn’t allow it.
It couldn’t go that far. Maintain boundaries. Keep the promise.
“You said you don’t want a relationship just for the body. That I have to beg for it…”
Tae-kyung laughed, losing his strength.
“Hah. I should have let it slip at the pool earlier.”
“It’s too late.”
While Woo-yeon laughed inwardly, he took off his shirt. Without waiting for her to ask what he was doing, Tae-kyung, who had undressed his upper body without hesitation, ordered firmly.
“Come up.”
“What?”
“We’re only going to kiss, so don’t be scared.”
Before her throbbing heart could settle, he grabbed Woo-yeon’s shoulders.
Holding her and lifting her onto his knees, Woo-yeon felt a warmth on her cheeks.
Trying not to get caught looking at the remembered face, he nibbled lightly on her earlobe.
“Mm.”
“Can you feel it?”
“…….”
“How excited I am right now.”
This time, Tae-kyung wrapped his hands around Woo-yeon’s slender waist and pressed down with force.
Caught off guard by his actions that seemed to encourage her to feel more, her gaze wandered here and there.
“Yoon Woo-yeon.”
His voice was so low and firm that it gave her goosebumps all over.
Her heart was pounding. With this, she might really allow him, a dangerous thought. Lowering her lower lip at the risky idea, she couldn’t avoid his gaze any longer.
Slowly exhaling a steep breath, she faced him with difficulty. Just like that, she found herself being pulled in, sucked in gradually.
Tae-kyung didn’t release his grip. Instead, pulling her in even more, Woo-yeon tried to resist by straightening her waist, but ended up encircling his shoulders.
Breath tangled, gaze entwined, Tae-kyung’s lips were just a finger’s length away.
“…….”
He smirked.
“Try kissing me first.”
“…….”
“At least, you can do that much.”
It was embarrassing.
The night was still far, and Cha Tae-kyung was dazzling. Her chest fluttered, feeling exposed by what expression she had been showing him.
“Boss.”
“You waited for me with such a body.”
Gulp, the swallowed breath burst hotly in his eyes.
Phew.
The accumulated sensation below was boiling. She couldn’t think normally at all.
Was that night also like this?
On that night when I clung to you, spending the entire night soaked in sweat, what exactly did I want?
I felt him in the touching areas. As I reached the peak of pleasure, I was curious about his restrained feelings.
Do you like me?
Tae-kyung’s sincerity penetrated Woo-yeon. Excitement, joy, and a bit of pain.
Yes. Because I can do that much.
Finding a reasonable compromise, Woo-yeon covered his eyes with her palm, just like Tae-kyung did.
Her cheeks twitched involuntarily. Woo-yeon held her breath for a moment.
She slowly nibbled on his lower lip, then swallowed both his upper and lower lips at once.
It was cozy.
Soft and tender.
????????????
The woman disappeared after the kiss.
Tae-kyung, who silently stared at the spot Woo-yeon vacated, laughed loudly, letting the wind blow outside.
The kiss Woo-yeon gave was much more intense than imagined.
Bringing more alcohol due to the still lingering heat, he couldn’t return to the living room and drank two glasses in one go in the dining room.
It would have been better to keep a distance from a woman who could burn him up like this.
The problem was his body’s excessive reaction to only Yoon Woo-yeon.
“It’s lucky if only the body reacts.”
Crazy bastard.
Putting aside the curses muttered internally, Tae-kyung brought a whole bottle of liquor.
He didn’t particularly like alcohol, but after meeting Yoon Woo-yeon, he kept getting closer to it.
Leaning back on the sofa, staring at the ceiling as if dazed, he received a call from a section chief.
Even though today is a weekend, seeing the call coming in must mean it was an urgent call.
“Yes.”
????Boss, we found out where Kim Ha-yoon is. Minister Shin called directly and repeatedly emphasized to move discreetly. Are you going to meet her?
“Not now. Let’s wait a bit before moving.”
????Wait?
“Since they can know that I recently had contact with Minister Shin, let’s intentionally delay and move later.”
????Understood. I’ll get ready.
“All right.”
Placing the disconnected phone on his palm, he grasped it tightly for a moment and then let it go.
Recalling the soft and pliant kiss with Yoon Woo-yeon, which poured out with hot breath, he tilted his head.
Being drawn to Yoon Woo-yeon was now beyond Tae-kyung’s control.
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
