When the lingering feeling remains, there is a whining voice when you can’t let go. At first, the relationship was good, so he pushed hard, but now he wanted to hear that voice more persistently. In the end, Taejoon put her to sleep late again. As soon as Soeun was released after a long torment, she ran to the bathroom, quickly washed, and returned to fall asleep.
Although he had resolved not to overdo it today, he ended up raising both hands to the absolute temptation. The satisfaction was so great, and he felt sorry for her. It was a time when he wanted to engrave every expression of her face that he had seen for the first time in his mind.
After being captivated by the dreamlike ecstasy, questions lingered after being released.
The guy who was quietly next to you, was he a coward? Or was he a fool?
Hansoeun’s words were 100% trustworthy, but he honestly couldn’t understand why Yang Hee-wook didn’t touch her. Unless he had a problem with his libido, it was an impossible situation. Like this, having a beautiful woman as a lover.
Taejoon pushed away the momentary unpleasant thought and gently stroked Soeun’s head as she slept soundly.
Was it the second time? Now, as he reached out to unbutton the dress to take off the outerwear, she no longer seemed as resentful as before when she quickly turned off the lights. At this level of resistance, he could guess that there was a visible secret on her body. Perhaps an ugly spot. Or a different skin color. The trace of a tan remaining as a bikini line. Or maybe a ridiculous tattoo.
A woman with a lot of shyness might be sensitive to trivial matters. Someday, I will tell her that this is okay, no matter what the secret is.
Taejoon, who had been stroking her cheek for a long time, suddenly stopped. Sweat was forming on her forehead. Although he warmly covered her with a blanket after thinking about it, it seemed stuffy in the hot weather. When he lifted the blanket, he also noticed that her thin sleepwear was wet.
Is she running a fever? Was she too exhausted from pushing too hard?
Belatedly feeling a pang of conscience, Taejoon immediately brought a towel and wiped away the sweat on her forehead.
He couldn’t leave her wet body alone. Blurring his conscience, Taejoon, clouded with guilt, cautiously turned her body while trying not to wake her up, and wiped away the sweat on her back.
Hansoeun, I had no choice but to see you like this. I was afraid you might catch a cold.
Taejoon carefully unbuttoned her sleepwear. Under the yellow light, her fair skin was revealed. Of course, his heart raced again after confirming her white flesh, but today, he wouldn’t torment her any further. Taejoon moved his hands with a firm resolution.
While pressing her skin, wiping away the sweat, his hands suddenly stopped.
“What is this…?”
There were strange scars on her pure white body.
Appendectomy scars?
No, the appendectomy scar is not as large as this.
Moreover, there are quite a few of these.
Visible scars: one, two, three, four, five, above the navel and below the right chest.
In addition, below the navel, there was a large surgical scar resembling a cesarean section.
Had she been in a car accident or something?
Surprised by the unexpected discovery, Taejoon dropped the towel after a while.
No, it’s not a car accident.
His chest tightened. His eyes widened.
It was too neat and orderly to be traces of an accident.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
