“That’s true.”
Tae Yeon looked at the spoon in Do Jun’s hand.
His attempt to bravely finish the porridge was commendable.
But he was not alone; it looked uncomfortable with Tae Yeon sitting on his knees.
‘Wouldn’t I be in the way if you’re trying to eat?’
Tae Yeon tried to get out of Do Jun’s embrace as a gesture of consideration, but he gave her no chance to escape.
Do Jun gazed intently at Tae Yeon, nestled in his arms.
“Ah—let’s do it.”
“What?”
Tae Yeon thought Do Jun was about to eat the porridge he had spooned, but instead, the spoon was at her mouth.
“Do Jun?”
Before she could say anything, the spoon Do Jun was holding entered between her slightly parted red lips.
“…….”
Shocked, Tae Yeon froze. Do Jun whispered softly, “You have to chew.”
“Ah, yes.”
Like a malfunctioning robot, Tae Yeon finally began to chew slowly.
She couldn’t taste the porridge; she was too aware of Do Jun’s body pressing against hers.
Tae Yeon, looking at the still full bowl, asked, “Do Jun, don’t you think we should eat this quickly so you can take your medicine and rest?”
She meant it as a hint to let her down, but Do Jun seemed to interpret it differently.
“Were you hungry? You should have said something.”
He quickly spooned another mouthful of porridge, blew on it, and fed it to her again.
“Isn’t it hot?”
“Yes.”
Tae Yeon nodded, as if spellbound, in response to Do Jun’s question.
With a gentle smile, Do Jun continued to spoon feed her.
“I can eat by myself, you know.”
“I’m aware.”
His actions belied his words.
Tae Yeon, who had been quietly accepting the food, asked cautiously, “Do I have to finish all of this before you’ll let me down?”
“No.”
“So, even after I finish, you won’t let me down?”
“That’s the plan.”
Tae Yeon’s eyes widened even more.
She licked her lips nervously, looking flustered.
‘Surely he doesn’t mean to keep me here all day?’
It definitely wasn’t because sitting on Do Jun’s hard thighs was making her bottom hurt.
Of course, that was part of it, but her main concern was whether she was too heavy for him.
As if reading her thoughts, Do Jun teasingly asked, “Are you trying to escape because you think you’re heavy?”
“Yes.”
“How could that be? You’re light enough that I could hold you all day like this.”
“Do Jun, you’re really good at lying.”
At Tae Yeon’s candid remark, Do Jun chuckled softly.
“Do you think I’m lying now?”
“Of course. Even holding a child gets tiring, let alone a grown adult.”
“I’m really not.”
Meanwhile, Do Jun spooned another mouthful of porridge and fed it to Tae Yeon.
Their exchange had become quite fluid.
“I’ll have to prove that I’m not lying.”
“What?”
His words implied he really planned to hold her all day.
Tae Yeon quickly shook her head.
“Come to think of it, what you said doesn’t seem like a lie.”
Tae Yeon, desperate to get away, hastily changed her tune.
Do Jun couldn’t help but laugh at her transparent act.
“It’s too late to say that now.”
Every time Tae Yeon tried to speak, Do Jun fed her more porridge, cutting her off.
Tae Yeon gently grasped the spoon approaching her mouth.
“Do Jun, you shouldn’t strain yourself when you’re unwell.”
“Is that so.”
“Yes, it seems like your fever has risen even more than before.”
Although she hadn’t felt it when touching his forehead, being in Do Jun’s embrace made it clearly noticeable.
If they checked with a thermometer right now, it would surely indicate a high fever.
“Aren’t you curious about why this is happening?”
“It’s because you caught a cold from me, that’s why you have a fever.”
“No, that’s not it.”
Do Jun put down the spoon.
Then, he took Tae Yeon’s waist with both hands, pulling her close, and whispered softly in her ear.
“It’s because I’m close to you.”
“…….”
“That’s why the fever seems to keep rising.”
The breath in her ear from Do Jun was scorchingly hot.
She couldn’t tell if it was just the fever or if there was some other desire mixed in.
Tae Yeon, trying to avoid Do Jun’s face that was too close, stared into space.
“So, to lower the fever, you should let me go, right?”
“Huh.”
Do Jun let out a small, surprised breath at her unexpected words.
“If being with me is making your fever worse, shouldn’t the solution be to stay as far away from me as possible?”
Do Jun gazed intently at Tae Yeon’s face, which was speaking so logically even in this situation.
“You look so pretty like this, what should I do?”
“What?”
“Making me not want to let you go.”
‘What did he just say?’
For some reason today, it took her far too long to grasp the meaning of his words, even though she heard them clearly.
Do Jun looked down at Tae Yeon with a deep gaze, and without blinking, he asked, “May I kiss you?”
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
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Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
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The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
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But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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