“Jiho, I want to buy your ring for you.”
Soo lifted Jiho and spoke.
Honestly, Jiho handling all the expenses every time was quite burdensome. No matter how generous Soo’s allowance was, it was challenging to manage his spending, but it seemed appropriate for them to buy each other couple rings.
“It’s a gift from me. Of course, I should be the one to buy it.”
Jiho frowned, expressing that the statement was unreasonable.
“You always spend all your money. It’s too burdensome for me. Since it’s a couple ring, it makes sense for me to buy mine for you and you to buy yours for me.”
Jiho had covered all the hotel expenses for this trip, and considering the prepaid admission fees, it would be a considerable amount. Still, he insisted on not accepting any money.
“You gave me this.”
Jiho shook his wrist, showing the bracelet Soo gave him as a birthday present.
“That was a birthday gift.”
“I’ve told you before, right? I really have a lot of money… So don’t worry about it. I have things I want to do for you, and I’m holding back in my own way.”
Jiho, smiling lightly, grabbed Soo’s hand and walked briskly.
It was hot, reaching 30 degrees Celsius at noon, but as the sun slightly receded, a refreshing breeze blew, almost like a lie.
It was cool enough to wear long sleeves.
“Now let’s go see the Arc de Triomphe.”
Jiho tried to change the subject with a different story, but it didn’t work for Soo.
Soo frowned and said, “How can you not feel burdened when it’s burdensome?”
“Then compensate by treating me even better. Think more about me. Love me more. And just look at me. What I want from you is only that.”
Jiho released Soo’s fingers and wrapped his arm around Soo’s waist.
With his right arm around Soo’s waist, he pulled him close and kissed Soo deeply on the forehead.
“I’ve wanted to say this for a long time. Don’t stop me from doing what I want to do for you from now on.”
How would a woman who received such a gift from Soo feel?
Would she like it, or would she find it unappealing? Thinking about it, Soo wasn’t sure.
“What are you talking about?”
“Get used to it. Since I don’t regret giving you anything, accept it without any burden. Got it?”
Soo pursed his lower lip and stared at Jiho without saying a word.
No answer seemed satisfying.
“Yeah? Answer me.”
Jiho let go of the hand wrapped around Soo’s waist and stood right in front of him.
Soo, who sighed lightly, reluctantly opened his mouth.
“No matter how much you say…”
Jiho, who had been gazing at him intently, tilted his head.
His lips pressed down so deeply that the sound of them parting was audible.
Flustered, Soo covered his mouth with the back of his hand and looked at Jiho.
“Don’t say things like that.”
Conscious of the busy street, Soo’s eyes widened.
Fortunately, people simply walked their own paths without paying much attention to the two.
“Give me the answer I want. Otherwise, this time, I’ll make it longer.”
Jiho smirked mischievously, looking at Soo’s lips intently.
Seeing Jiho make a face as if he could go on forever, Soo blinked in surprise, his mouth slightly agape.
“What?”
“No matter what, just give me a different answer instead of the same one.”
Looking at Jiho, who expressed that he could continue indefinitely, Soo couldn’t say anything.
Jiho reached out, took Soo’s hand covering his mouth, and lowered it.
Bending down, Jiho found Soo’s lips again.
This time, Soo’s body felt stiffer, more conscious of the surroundings, compared to before, as Jiho lingered longer.
Soo pushed Jiho’s shoulder.
“I said I’d make it longer.”
Jiho spoke, lips parting slightly.
Jiho pressed his lips together and observed Soo, who glanced away.
Seeing the determination not to give the desired answer until the end, Jiho laughed a little.
Since Soo seemed like he might really get angry if Jiho persisted, Jiho took a step back.
“Alright, let’s go for now.”
Jiho put the ring back on Soo’s finger.
Soo, exhaling lightly, followed Jiho along the Champs-Élysées towards the Arc de Triomphe.
The conclusion of the conversation was strange, but it didn’t seem like prolonging it would lead to the desired answer.
Soo enjoyed the dazzling scenery of the vibrant street, passing by captivating stores.
Just walking down the street was enough to make him excited.
Wandering left and right, they unexpectedly found themselves right in front of the majestic Arc de Triomphe.
“Wanna go up to the observation deck?”
“Yeah.”
“Will it be okay? You have to climb stairs to get up there.”
“It’s fine. We’re just going to look around here and go back to the hotel anyway.”
Jiho nodded, holding Soo’s hand with more strength.
Soo squeezed Jiho’s hand firmly, seemingly meaning to encourage him.
As Jiho’s ring touched between Soo’s fingers, it felt strangely good.
‘Yeah, this is enough. Why bother with that? Let’s give up. Let it go.’
To reach the observation deck, they went through an underground passage and climbed 284 spiral stairs.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
