Wearing a soybean paste-stained apron while cooking, Taeyeon hurriedly went inside to shower.
Lunch was almost ready, but she couldn’t greet Dojun with the smell of soybean paste permeating the air.
She had called to buy some time, thinking Dojun would come appropriately.
Starting her shower, Taeyeon thought, “The smell doesn’t seem to be fading away.”
After Mrs. Choi used the soybean paste at Jun’s house, she felt the smell lingering on her body and repeated the process of washing.
“Oh, I forgot to bring a change of clothes.”
In a hurry to wash, she realized belatedly that she hadn’t brought clothes to change into.
“Anyway, Mr. Dojun probably hasn’t arrived yet.”
Taeyeon vigorously dried her body with a large towel and opened the shower booth.
Seeing the quiet outside, it seemed Dojun hadn’t arrived yet.
Quickly leaving the bathroom and about to enter the dressing room, Taeyeon set her foot.
“Mr. Dojun?”
However, Dojun, who should still be at work, was waiting in front of the bathroom.
Startled, Taeyeon unconsciously loosened her grip on the towel she was holding tightly.
“Huh?”
Just as the towel was about to fall.
Without warning, Dojun came close and embraced Taeyeon with both arms.
The towel fell to the floor with a thud, and Taeyeon found herself in Dojun’s arms, completely naked.
“Mr. Dojun?”
Dojun buried his face in Taeyeon’s shoulder, exhaling warm breath.
“I was surprised because you didn’t answer the phone.”
“Oh? I didn’t know the phone rang while I was showering.”
“Hmm.”
He knew he had worried for no reason, but Dojun’s heart was still beating strongly.
Taeyeon, nestled in Dojun’s embrace, subtly moved her body.
“Mr. Dojun, what happened?”
“Nothing. Because you didn’t answer the phone, I unintentionally imagined something scary.”
Dojun slowly swept down Taeyeon’s back with his hand and then raised his eyes.
Even though he saw her coming out with a towel wrapped around her, no matter how much he lowered his hand, he couldn’t touch the towel.
Just as Dojun was about to push her away to check.
Taeyeon, holding onto his waist tightly, pulled him back.
“Mr. Dojun, I was so surprised that I dropped the towel.”
“Oh, really.”
Nonchalantly replying, Dojun belatedly became aware of her state.
‘If she’s like this now, could it be…’
She wasn’t wearing anything at all.
As that thought occurred, the suppressed desire suddenly raised its head without warning.
Taeyeon, seeming embarrassed, slowly ran her tongue over her lower lip and continued speaking.
“Can you close your eyes for a moment?”
“Sure.”
Taeyeon raised her head slightly to confirm Dojun, who closed his eyes.
“You absolutely must not open them.”
Dojun nodded as if to say he understood.
While Dojun spewed out a hot breath, he stepped back.
“What scary imagination did you have that made your face turn so red?”
“Oh, this.”
It wasn’t because he felt a change in Taeyeon’s graceful curves.
“I ran over, so…”
“I see. It must be hot for you.”
Taeyeon smiled with her eyes crescent-shaped and stepped back.
“Mr. Dojun, please wash up and come out.”
Taeyeon gracefully walked out of the couple’s bedroom.
The door closed with a thud, and Dojun faced my growing desire with an incredulous smile, as if he couldn’t believe it.
It seemed like the shower time would be prolonged.
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Taeyeon entered the dressing room, closed the door, and leaned against the wall.
“Hmm.”
Even though she pretended to be calm, it was a tense situation for her too.
“Why did you drop the towel there, let it slip.”
Just by looking at the loosened grip, it was evident.
If she had done something wrong, she would have shown Dojun an embarrassing sight.
Just thinking about it made Taeyeon blush, and she slapped her flushed cheek with her hand.
“I should quickly go downstairs and finish cooking.”
Taeyeon hastily put on a home dress and went down to the kitchen.
While simmering the soybean paste stew once again, a casually dressed Dojun appeared.
“Where did Mrs. Choi go?”
“Oh, she said she’s taking a break today. Do you have anything to ask her?”
“No.”
Dojun approached the cooking counter slowly.
“Then, who prepared this dish…”
“I did.”
At that, Dojun’s eyes significantly widened.
“When?”
“I bought groceries at the mart a while ago.”
“Oh.”
Only now did Dojun seem to understand why Taeyeon asked him to come later.
Seeing Taeyeon with an apron loosely tied, Dojun shifted his position.
“Do you want me to taste and adjust the seasoning?”
“Sure.”
Taeyeon scooped some soybean paste stew with a spoon and blew on it before offering it to Dojun.
After Dojun took a sip, he smiled happily.
“It’s really delicious.”
“Is it? I’m relieved.”
Taeyeon turned off the gas stove with a thud.
While trying to find oven gloves to move the pot.
Without warning from behind, Dojun hugged her.
“Dojun?”
“I told you to take a break. When did you prepare all this?”
“I originally planned to prepare it and wait for you when you returned from your business trip.”
However, Dojun came to Seoul early, and moreover, there was yesterday’s inexplicably noisy incident in front of the club.
“Since we got married, I’ve never cooked a meal for you.”
“Because Mrs. Choi was there.”
Taeyeon tightly hugged Dojun’s arm, gently released it, and turned around.
She met Dojun’s gaze, who was staring at her with a heated gaze.
“Still, I wanted to cook a meal for my husband at least once.”
My husband.
Such an ordinary word, but it touched her heart.
Dojun slowly swept down Taeyeon’s back, then discovered the untied apron string.
“Why isn’t this tied?”
“Oh, I actually didn’t know there was an apron.”
“I see.”
“Earlier, I was cooking, and the food splattered on my clothes, so I found it belatedly.”
Saying this awkwardly, Taeyeon smiled.
Dojun, who had embraced Taeyeon again from the front, whispered softly in her ear.
“Should I do it for you?”
What he meant by doing it was unclear, but it was clear that Dojun was sending signals of seduction.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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