Her gaze followed the sunlight.
At first glance, it seemed like a single bed, but in reality, it was a king-size bed that could easily accommodate a few people lying down.
188 centimeters, 80 kilograms. It created an optical illusion with the simple but not ordinary body size of a man lying on the bed, face down, as if buried.
Taehee felt resentful and bitter towards Sajun, enough to consider pouring ice water on the bed.
“It’s been a hellish week for me, and you’ve just returned to the past as if you’ve been waiting for my absence.”
Love was nonsense; she felt like a fool for being swayed by such a man.
The moment Taehee approached the seemingly lifeless Sajun, his strong arm swiftly caught her waist.
“Oops!”
Taehee let out a small scream and fell forward.
“…It’s only been a week for you.”
As Sajun’s breath, as languid as a sigh, touched her sensitive neck, Taehee pushed Sajun’s chest with all her might.
“I don’t want to be pressed, so can you move aside a bit?”
Reluctantly getting up, Sajun kneeled, leaning against the headboard.
Instead of getting off the bed, Taehee sat facing Sajun.
Slightly disheveled hair, hazy eyes that weren’t fully awake, a young face with no apparent age, flawless fair skin visible through the unbuttoned shirt, and the breathtaking muscles revealed between the buttons.
Whether he just woke up or was shooting a bedroom photoshoot in this atmosphere.
Taehee silently gazed at the exquisite subject that made it confusing.
Instead of bombarding him with nagging as usual, Taehee’s hair, which fell silent, was wrapped around Sajun’s hand.
Smelling the scent with his nose, Sajun murmured.
“The scent of Min Taehee.”
Like rolling candy in the mouth, the horribly husky low tone that spread to the ear was incredibly sexy.
However, Taehee harshly pulled away Sajun’s hand that was entwined in her hair.
“I came because I have something to say.”
“Say it later.”
Sajun’s large hand grabbed Taehee’s nape and pulled her close.
Facing each other, he closed his eyes silently, as if humming. Because of you, I couldn’t sleep properly for a week. So, please let me sleep a little.
Taehee, after releasing her forehead, wrapped her agile fingers around his cheek and looked into his eyes.
“I have to say it now, Sajun. Open your eyes, open your ears, and listen carefully.”
The half-closed eyes beneath the slowly rising thin eyelids still seemed filled with drowsiness. Let’s see if saying this will make him wake up.
“Let’s stop now.”
“…What?”
In response to Sajun’s question, Taehee also thought quietly.
Yeah. What should we stop?
We’ve crossed the boundaries of friendship, yet we haven’t crossed the line of emotions as lovers.
I loved you, and I hoped our hearts would be connected as one, but it never happened.
So, we were nothing more than impure friends, not really friends, not lovers.
Since we never started properly, there’s nothing to stop.
“Just everything we do together…!”
Sajun’s thumb pressed firmly against Taehee’s slightly parted, plump lower lip. The well-pigmented lipstick smeared at Sajun’s fingertips.
“With these lips, you do pretty things well.”
“….!”
“The words you spit out are really nasty.”
Who’s really nasty here?
Glaring at Sajun, Taehee bit the finger touching her lips.
…Ugh. Apparently, it hurt as Sajun winced, raising his thick eyebrows.
“Why are you being difficult again?”
As Sajun grumbled, Taehee unexpectedly planted a surprise kiss on his lips.
Then, she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him close.
As their faces approached and their gazes tangled, Taehee calmly opened her mouth.
“What should I do? I’m thinking of saying nasty things and playing tricks right now.”
Despite being caught by the hair, Sajun showed no particular reaction.
Expressionless face, indifferent eyes, tightly sealed lips.
At least until Taehee said the next words.
“I love you, Sajun.”
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
