Dan Woo cupped Ji An’s blushing cheeks and stroked her lips with his thumb.
The kiss on the balcony was much less than expected after the long wait, and his heart that tasted her lips sped up, urging him.
When Ji An stepped back, Dan Woo pulled her wrist. Their fingers interlocked and they became as close again as the distance they had distanced.
“Where are you going?”
“Huh? I don’t know. My body keeps moving backward. Because it feels like I know what you’re going to do.”
“Do you dislike it?”
“I don’t think so, but I don’t know why.”
“You know it’s good. That’s why. Because you don’t want to fall apart once we touch.”
Ji An’s leg, which had been pushing away one of Dan Woo’s shoulders and slowly retreating, reached the leather sofa.
As she sat down heavily on the sofa, Dan Woo’s head came down. Ji An, with nowhere to run, clutched at his clothes.
As Ji An closed her eyes, Dan Woo smiled obliquely and bit his lip.
The sweet scent of candy permeated the surrounding air.
Ji An, with her feet curled up, was engulfed by the cool sensation of the leather transmitted through her back and the heat from Dan Woo. Her mind seemed distant as if intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers.
Even after sitting side by side on the sofa, Dan Woo’s lips retreated and overlapped again.
Gently savoring her lips, when their eyes met, they both smiled lowering their eyes.
Their breaths and senses, now one, were hot, tender, and warm.
As the sun set, a line of blue lights turned on along the corner of the dimly lit living room ceiling. The grey walls, now enhanced with blue, looked colder.
Ji An looked around the colorless living room, her feet curled up.
“Do you live alone in this large house?”
“Most of the time.”
“It seems too spacious to only sleep in when you’re busy… Isn’t it?”
“I think I’m about to have a roommate. But it’s still spacious.”
Dan Woo looked at Ji An’s curled up feet, hinting at his previous proposition to live together as if it was a joke.
Due to Dan Woo’s dislike of warmth, there was a chill in the house. He had turned up the boiler, but it seemed like it would take time to warm up.
Pointing at Ji An’s curled foot, Dan Woo opened his mouth.
“Do you want to have a cup of warm tea? How about wine?”
“Wine? I need to go home, but one glass wouldn’t matter, would it?”
Why did he ask when she wasn’t incapable of drinking?
Ji An gave an awkward laugh, adding force to her toes, and laughed awkwardly.
“Do you want to go home? I don’t want to let you go. Then just have one glass. You won’t get drunk with that.”
Ji An watched Dan Woo’s back as he went into the kitchen.
No, I like being with you.
Why couldn’t she voice that? Ji An lightly hit her own lips, telling herself to be more honest.
After a while, Dan Woo came out of the kitchen, a Burgundyshaped wine bottle and the stem of a wine glass between his fingers.
After pouring the wine, he sat at an angle on the sofa, extending the glass to Ji An.
Taking a sip of the wine, Ji An smiled at the faint aroma of the wine swirling in her mouth.
“Is it the smell of flowers? Or is it a fruit aroma?”
“It’s a wine with a richer aroma than others.”
“It’s a wine with a lovely aroma.”
She held the wine bottle, expertly reading the squiggly letters on the label. Then her eyes widened.
RomanéeConti.
Even without knowledge of wine, it was a name she had heard before.
At Ji An’s perfect pronunciation, Dan Woo grinned widely.
As Dan Woo poured more wine into the empty glass, Ji An hesitantly opened her mouth.
“I think I’ll be intoxicated by the taste, not the alcohol. Why is this so delicious?”
“I’ll drive you home. Feel free to drink.”
Dan Woo pointed at his untouched glass of wine, leaving it because he had to drive.
Ji An’s tension relaxed because of the wine, she shrugged with an ‘I can’t help it then’ attitude.
Dan Woo’s eyes lingered on Ji An’s lips, which seemed like a fruit he wanted to taste. His eyes would sometimes turn red, and at other times, they resembled petals being swept away by the spring wind.
He pressed his thumb against Ji An’s lips, savouring the taste of the wine, and then brought his fingers to his tongue.
As Dan Woo lifted the edge of his lips in a smile and approached her, Ji An pushed his upper body back.
Her face and heart were flushed like the color of wine, but Dan Woo looked at her calmly, as if submerged in blue water.
“What if I know what you’re going to do by the look in your eyes?”
“No, my gaze was just looking at you.”
“I think I can’t just watch, what should I do?”
Dan Woo captured her blushing cheeks in his large hand and mixed the aroma of the wine in her mouth with his own breath.
After tasting Ji An’s lips, a desire to hold her and touch her within him erupted.
As Ji An tightly grasped Dan Woo’s arm, his words dispersed between their briefly parted lips.
“I’ll let you go before I lose my selfcontrol. Don’t worry.”
Ji An laughed out loud, catching the breath lingering on the tip of her tongue.
His touch was affectionate and his words, spoken in a low voice, were serious, but she could feel his struggling heart, causing her to laugh.
She thought of Dan Woo, who had fallen asleep, and the pit of her stomach ached, but unlike that, her heart was pounding fast.
Suppressing her feelings, she lifted her lips and smiled.
“Don’t worry. I believe everything you say.”
“Look at this. I should do better in the future. Praise even turns Dan Woo into a good person.”
As Ji An laughed out loud and wiggled her cold toes, Dan Woo tapped the sofa.
“Put your feet up here.”
Ji An rolled her eyes.
Put up, her feet?
“Like this?”
As Ji An awkwardly lifted her feet onto the sofa, Dan Woo pulled her ankles towards him and secured them on his calves.
Startled by the sudden event, Ji An looked at Dan Woo with wide eyes, prompting him to smile wryly.
“I turned on the boiler. It’ll get warm soon.”
Her feet were trapped in his calves, and that meant Dan Woo was close. Turning her head away, Ji An feigned indifference.
“My feet were cold. But it’s a bit awkward because you’re so close.”
“Let’s stay like this for a little while, until the cold subsides.”
As Dan Woo nudged Ji An’s shoulder deciding whether to release her feet, her upper body leaned back against the sofa head.
“Tell me more about your father. You talked about the first time you two went camping.”
Ji An often talked about her father, so Dan Woo asked about her father, Jae Yoon, again that day.
It was a pleasant story to hear, it seemed like she had not only been hurt by her family.
Ji An collected her long hair and laid it over one shoulder, adjusting her uncomfortable posture. She blinked her eyes, her face blank, and opened her moistureladen lips.
As she began to speak about the hardships of her first camping trip with her dad, Ji An’s phone rang.
Rrrrr. Rrrrr.
Reaching out to grab her bag, Ji An found herself back against the sofa due to her feet stuck on Dan Woo’s legs.
Really, is this happening?
Ji An narrowed her eyes and made a disgruntled expression.
Dan Woo, extending his long arm to pick up her bag, handed it over with a playful smile.
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My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
