For the last petty revenge before Hyesuk left Ilsan, to leave cleanly but not gracefully.
Thinking of making a call to the chairman, Taehui was about to do so when Sajun’s lips gently pressed against her ear.
“But, Mintaehui.”
The whispering voice was seductive, the warm breath clinging sensually.
Even though he had just called her name, it felt like an electric current was running through her spine.
“I’ve really studied a lot.”
What the…?
“To make sure the baby doesn’t get hurt and to make you feel good.”
His large hand subtly explored beneath her T-shirt.
Closing her eyes in silence, recalling the recent events, Taehui’s face suddenly flushed.
When did the once beastly Sajun become such a delicate and gentle man?
In a way, it felt like the first night. That night when he patiently and carefully explored her body, like a predator, for a long time.
If anything had changed, the lips and hands that had been cautious and clumsy were now skilled and even daring.
As if determined not to miss any small reactions, the black pupils lingering on the face were intense.
At some point, I lost consciousness, and when I opened my eyes, my body was clean, and there was the sound of water from the bedroom bathroom.
Thinking strangely that the sound was pleasant, I seemed to have closed my eyes.
The strength drained away to the extreme from the pleasure that had been driven to the point of cruelty.
There was no energy left to even lift the eyelids, so it was more accurate to say that I was only breathing.
Then, the bed shook slightly.
Sajun, who had finished showering, embraced Taehui from behind and pulled her into his arms again.
A clean scent brushed the tip of her nose, and a cool breeze wafted from behind.
The touch of bare skin against each other felt good, the familiar scent was good, and the stable feeling in his arms was good.
Only now did drowsiness come over her like gentle waves, accompanied by her lethargic senses.
Now I know. Why, even though I felt sleepy, I couldn’t fall asleep strangely, just closing my eyes like this.
I had been waiting for Sajun. Waiting for you to tenderly embrace me.
Every time I blinked, a lazy weight descended layer by layer.
“Min Taehui, are you asleep?”
The voice that had always been indifferent was now so affectionate that it could bring tears.
That was good, Taehui replied in a whisper.
“Now that you’ve come… I’ll sleep now.”
As soon as she said she would sleep, Sajun hugged her tighter from behind.
Now I really wanted to sleep and die, whether to sleep or not.
Laughter came, but there wasn’t even the strength to laugh.
“Before you fall asleep, answer one question for me.”
“…Yeah.”
“Min Taehui, do you really love me?”
“…Yeah.”
“A lot?”
“…Yeah.”
It seemed like there were a lot of questions, unlike Sajun’s usual style, but that wasn’t the end.
“Do you know that I love you more than you love me?”
“…Yeah.”
In fact, she didn’t want to answer ‘yeah’ to this question.
Still, for now, because it seemed like I loved you more.
But Taehui, who was captivated by the unreal sensation of disembodiment, was now in a dreamy state.
Her eyelids were already closed, and now all she could do was answer ‘yeah.’
“Then you should marry me.”
“…Yeah.”
The strange feeling captivated her then.
As Taehui exerted all her strength to lift her heavy eyelids, the lips close to her ears whispered sweetly.
“Marry me, Taehui.”
Wait a minute, this isn’t a proposal, right?
It can’t be.
There’s no way a proposal would be so ambiguous, vague, and dreamlike.
Even that thought soon became blurry.
Ah, I’m so sleepy. I’m so sleepy that I’m going crazy.
Was this why I pushed my senses to the extreme and let go of my strength?
With the thought of sleeping first, Sajun bit Taehui’s earlobe and lingered close to her ear.
“…!”
Pulling her out of sleep, he pressed his lips, which had flowed down, against her neck and spoke softly again.
“Min Taehui, answer before you sleep.”
If you don’t answer and fall asleep, or if you answer differently, this time, it seems like he’ll bite your neck instead of your ear.
Could this really be a proposal?
No, whether it’s a proposal or not.
In any case, it’s a marriage, and Taehui was satisfied enough to have Sajun’s heart.
Above all, Taehui was really dying for sleep and wanted to sleep like crazy.
“…Yeah.”
That’s why.
In the end, Taehui gave the answer Sajun wanted.
And Taehui fell into a deep sleep.
There was a feeling of something cool seeping in with his fingers, but there was no energy left to pay attention to it.
The next morning, when Taehui opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the diamond ring on her fourth finger.
Oh my, yesterday’s dreamy proposal was real.
“Instructor Joo!”
Taehui shouted quite loudly.
It was truly the beginning of a noisy morning.
Despite the unfortunate situation with Song Jehyun, Hyeseok heard from Suntae that Sajun and Taehui were doing well again, and he didn’t care much.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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