“It’s a family villa, so you can come anytime. Why bother? Later, come with your father and grandfather. The garden is spacious, and it would be great for Seokjun to play around.”
Perhaps due to Chairman Cha’s changed attitude towards Yoon, she no longer feared or felt awkward around Chairman Cha as she used to.
Suddenly, Kanghyun remembered the conversation he had with Chairman Cha a few days ago.
“Luckily, we haven’t been married for long.”
“What nonsense are you talking about again?”
“Even though Yoon seems gentle, she won’t tolerate it if something happens. That’s what I want you to know.”
Fortunately for Chairman Cha, there wasn’t enough time to press Yoon.
“The wind is cold. Let’s go inside. If you still want to explore the garden, dress warmly and come back out.”
“Yes.”
Kanghyun and Yoon entered the house. The warmth could be felt as the heating was already on.
“Oh, there’s even a fireplace.”
Yoon rushed to the fireplace.
“I’ve never seen a fireplace before. Wow, it’s warm.”
“You’ve never seen a fireplace before. Our cute Yoon.”
Loving the way Yoon was fascinated like a child, Kanghyun hugged her and planted kisses on her continuously.
“Madam, please.”
Seeing the housewife preparing the meal in the kitchen, Yoon pushed Kanghyun away.
“We’re newlyweds, so please understand.”
When Kanghyun extended his lips again, Yoon quickly avoided him.
“Why do you keep running away? I want to catch you.”
Kanghyun stretched out his arms like a zombie, chasing after Yoon, and the housewife preparing the meal looked on with satisfaction.
After the meal, Kanghyun and Yoon went outside for a walk.
“Aren’t you cold?”
“I’m dressed like this. I won’t be cold. But it’s nice.”
Yoon had bundled up in a long padding, hat, scarf – all in white, making them look like snowmen.
“You could probably climb the Himalayas in this state. Are you sweating on your back?”
“It’s better than being cold. You haven’t fully recovered yet, and catching a cold would be a big problem.”
Kanghyun, who was naturally prone to worrying, became even more obsessive after Yoon’s accident.
“I’m completely recovered now.”
“No. Still, be careful. Post-traumatic effects shouldn’t be underestimated. You still need to be cautious.”
“Yes.”
Understanding Kanghyun’s concerns, Yoon always did what he wanted to ease his worries. If Kanghyun would feel more at ease, she could have come out wrapped in a blanket instead of a long padding.
The two slowly walked on the serene rural path. Kanghyun placed Yoon’s hand, which was inside his pocket, on his lap.
“Tell me if your legs hurt. I’ll carry you.”
“I’m fine.”
Matching her steps to Kanghyun’s slow pace, Yoon walked leisurely.
“Am I walking too slowly?”
“That’s why it’s good. You can look around.”
Crunch, crunch.
Step by step.
The sound of snow under their feet somehow felt just right, and Kanghyun deliberately stepped on a snowy patch.
A smile spread across Kanghyun’s face. Was this healing? Regardless of where they were or what they were doing, if Yoon was by his side, it was paradise and heaven for Kanghyun.
Kanghyun gently stroked Yoon’s hand tucked inside his pocket. Her hand was soft and fluffy, like a cute glutinous rice cake.
“You’re so cute.”
Covered entirely, Yoon, with only her eyes visible, was adorable. Whether it was the result of overly dressing her or her penguin-like waddle, her walking was also cute.
‘This is what love is.’
A feeling of wanting to accommodate everything for that person, whether walking slowly or quickly.
Someone you want to walk together with while looking at the same place.
He could wait as long as it took.
He could give up everything.
If it was Yoon.
Kanghyun firmly held Yoon’s hand.
“Yoon.”
When he called her.
“Yes.”
Yoon always responded with a warm smile.
“I love you.”
Kanghyun bowed his body and whispered into Yoon’s ear.
“I love you too, Mr. Kanghyun.”
Yoon, with a blush, whispered back into his ear.
“Thank you. Thank you for loving me.”
Kanghyun hugged her tightly. He could see himself reflected in Yoon’s clear eyes. Perhaps because of Yoon’s eyes, his face looked radiant as well.
“Yoon, are you okay?”
“I’m fine.”
“No, you seem a bit tired. This won’t do. Let me carry you.”
Kanghyun lowered his body and offered his back. After a moment of hesitation, Yoon allowed him to lift her.
“Hold on tight.”
At Kanghyun’s words, Yoon wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Yoon.”
As Kanghyun took a step, he quietly called Yoon.
“Yes.”
Kanghyun liked Yoon’s gentle voice that echoed in his ears.
“Can’t you call me Oppa?”
Since Yoon had only called him Oppa when her consciousness was unclear, Kanghyun suddenly wanted to hear it at this moment.
“Mr. Kanghyun doesn’t dislike being called Oppa, does he? I saw it in the interview.”
“That’s because I don’t like it when other girls call me that. It would be nice if you called me that. So, please call me that.”
“Yes, …Oppa.”
Yoon, blushing, whispered quietly into his ear, making a shy smile against his back.
“Good.”
Kanghyun’s mouth widened into a smile. When Yoon affectionately called him Oppa, his heart tickled.
“Do you like Oppa?”
“Yes, Oppa.”
“Why do you like it?”
“Well, because you carried me.”
“Is that so? Then I’ll have to carry you every day, our Yoon. Haha.”
Kanghyun laughed out loud, and Yoon giggled, kicking her legs while still on his back.
“I’ll carry you to the house. You can sleep if you’re tired.”
Kanghyun’s steps were lively, almost like dancing.
After an early dinner, the two sat in front of the fireplace, spreading a blanket that Yoon liked.
“It was a good idea to come here. Seeing how much you like it.”
Hugging Yoon from behind, Kanghyun spoke.
“I like it because I’m with Mr. Kanghyun.”
“Oh! You know how to say chicken-skin inducing things too?”
Kanghyun’s words made Yoon shyly smile.
Observing her radiant appearance, Kanghyun suddenly thought that Yoon was a strong person. Yoon, who had endured those hellish times in her childhood, had never collapsed under those dreadful memories.
“Yoon, do you still have nightmares these days?”
“Well… no.”
“Thank goodness.”
Nevertheless, Kanghyun hugged Yoon more tightly, finding her pitiable, and Yoon caressed his arm.
“Mr. Kanghyun.”
“Yes.”
“Well, wounds heal, don’t they? Scars may remain, but it doesn’t hurt or ache anymore.”
Yoon spoke quietly.
“So now, I don’t hurt anymore. So, I hope you won’t worry too much.”
While Kanghyun sincerely appreciated Yoon for empathizing with her pain and sharing in her suffering, he hoped she wouldn’t feel hurt by her past anymore.
Yoon turned to look at him, and Kanghyun wordlessly embraced her. Kanghyun found Yoon adorable yet somewhat heartbreaking.
She must have beaten herself, whip by whip, whenever she wanted to sit down. Yoon was a strong person. More than anyone else.
“I want to kiss you.”
Yoon cupped his face with both hands and lightly kissed his lips. As Yoon’s soft lips touched his, Kanghyun’s heart instantly warmed.
Kanghyun caressed her smooth cheek, kissing Yoon’s forehead, soft eyebrows, her sparkling clear eyes, her cute nose, and her soft lips with small, tender kisses.
‘So beautiful.’
Breathing heavily, Yoon, who blushed and panted, was so beautiful that Kanghyun felt like his breath would stop.
Kanghyun swallowed her lips in one breath. The two embraced each other without any gap, continuing their passionate kiss.
Kanghyun laid Yoon on the blanket.
“Yoon, we can’t go to the room.”
His exhaled breath was rough.
“Me neither.”
Yoon whispered.
“This is driving me crazy.”
Kanghyun’s touch was desperate. He barely held on to the thread of reason against the tempting skin and sweet scent of her.
To ensure that his precious Yoon would not struggle and never be hurt, Kanghyun groaned while biting his teeth.
Their touching hands were passionate. Embracing each other as if they were one body, the two gradually immersed themselves in the increasing heat, exploring each other in the midst of intense passion.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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