Arriving at the newlywed house, Dojun pressed the door lock code with swift hands.
Beep
Due to the haste, an error occurred, and the door did not open, and the keypad went dark.
“I’ll do it, Mr. Dojun.”
Taeyeon calmly pressed the code, gently pushing Dojun aside.
Soon, a cheerful door unlocking sound rang out.
At this moment, Dojun looked at the calm Taeyeon and thought.
It seems like I’ve been properly countered by this woman.
The person who whispered provocative words in the park a while ago seemed to have disappeared, and now Jin Taeyeon had returned as the elegant woman.
Just because of a single word I spat out, I drove home like a madman.
The front door closed with a thud, and Taeyeon twirled around.
“Mr. Dojun, then I’ll go wash first…”
Before Taeyeon could finish her sentence, Dojun took a step closer, narrowing the distance.
Approaching, Dojun quickly caught Taeyeon’s waist and, without warning, kissed her passionately.
The breath that flowed into Taeyeon’s mouth was incredibly hot.
Different from the usual tenderness, there were also rough corners.
Dojun, preventing Taeyeon from pushing him away, tightened his embrace, closing the distance even more.
Due to the relentless push and pull of his intrusion, Taeyeon had no choice but to accept Dojun.
What did I say that made him burn so passionately like this?
Thinking about it, Taeyeon’s mouth involuntarily curled up.
After briefly detaching his lips, Dojun asked, “What’s so good?”
Smiling gently, Taeyeon calmly replied, “Mr. Dojun, you seem to be very good at exploring gaps.”
Although it was a compliment, looking at Taeyeon’s smiling face, it felt like she was teasing me.
“I guess I am that type.”
When Taeyeon narrowed her eyes like crescent moons and smiled, it was as if she was testing how far Dojun’s patience could go, while also subtly retreating.
Without any intention to easily let go of Taeyeon, Dojun widened his stride and closed the distance.
Dojun’s gaze, pouring down obliquely on Taeyeon’s face, became fixated.
“I’m also someone who knows how to make the most of the opportunities given to me.”
“That seems to be the case.”
Dojun’s pupils deepened.
I am responsible for what made Dojun so excited today.
I didn’t want to pretend I had no thoughts.
It’s because I wanted him to hug me without any reservations.
Dojun’s affectionate gaze settled on Taeyeon’s face.
“I hope you accept the responsibility properly.”
There was no room for leisure in Dojun’s fiery eyes.
Slowly sweeping her waist, Dojun found the end of the blouse that was tucked into the skirt and pulled it out.
And as if cold air was entering, soon Dojun’s hand, which had become hot, touched her.
“Like that.”
Surprised, Taeyeon raised her eyes and took a breath.
Dojun did not miss her hesitation and kissed her again.
Helpless against the dizzying stimulation spreading throughout her body, Taeyeon surrendered to Dojun.
Dojun’s reason, which had been holding on, slowly crumbled.
The fluttering blouse tickled Dojun’s arms.
It was as if Taeyeon’s lips were touching my heart.
Feeling the soft texture of the blouse, Dojun slowly pushed his hand up.
Dojun led Taeyeon to the bedroom, holding her hand.
While gazing at his deepening pupils, Taeyeon discovered her bare front and hastily retreated.
It seemed like he was admiring my handsome face.
Before I knew it, a couple of blouse buttons were unfastened.
“Mr. Dojun, I’ll do it.”
In response to those words, Dojun impatiently spoke as if he were a person in a hurry.
“This blouse.”
“Yes.”
“Are you attached to it?”
“Why?”
I was curious why he suddenly asked that in this situation.
Dojun stared at a tiny button that kept slipping from his hand.
It was a button that seemed to escape from his grasp as if teasing him.
I’ve wondered dozens of times if it would be okay to just remove this button.
Looking at Dojun’s gaze fixed on the button, Taeyeon hurriedly moved her hand.
“Surely, you weren’t thinking of tearing it off, were you?”
“……. ”
There was no returning answer.
Silence was an affirmation.
Rapidly uttering words, Taeyeon unbuttoned the blouse.
Unlike the clumsy Dojun, Taeyeon skillfully unfastened the tiny buttons one by one.
Dojun’s eyes narrowed further at the gradually revealed enticing figure.
Halfway through unbuttoning, Taeyeon stopped.
Dojun bit his lip.
“Why are you doing that?”
“Mr. Dojun…”
Not asking if he should take it off.
Trying to ask, Taeyeon stopped speaking.
“Ah.”
Recognizing what Taeyeon was about to say in the silence, Dojun swiftly threw off the T-shirt he was wearing.
After confirming her well-defined figure, his body stiffened even more.
Dojun smiled gently, putting his hand on her waist with ease.
Now, it seemed like it was her turn as he kindly looked at Taeyeon.
“Why did you happen to wear this blouse today?”
“Yeah. It seems like the blouse did something wrong.”
Both of them burst into laughter simultaneously.
Dojun, perhaps having reached the limit of his patience at the sight of Taeyeon unbuttoning, bent his waist.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
