The wind that covered their faces when they came out of the airport was quite brisk, and perhaps there could be snow.
“The boiler is new. It won’t break down again, right?”
“Tae-yoon’s mattress is still there. If it breaks down, the two of us have to sleep together on that.”
Jian laughed, making a sound as if the wind were escaping.
It was never an easy task to escape from Danwoo’s arms that held her every morning.
But it felt like it was.
“If anyone hears the term ‘sweetheart,’ they might think we sleep far apart.”
At Jian’s awkwardly spoken “sweetheart” sound that hadn’t yet become familiar, Danwoo couldn’t hide his delight.
Finally, in front of the stone house, Danwoo’s car came to a stop.
Jian, who got out of the car first, looked beyond the low wall at the stone house.
Whether it was due to Danwoo constantly looking at his hands for the past week, nothing had changed from a year ago.
Meanwhile, snow began to fall from the heavily overcast sky.
Looking at the snowflakes falling one or two at a time, Jian began to feel excited.
“Oh? It’s snowing. Danwoo! Look, it’s snowing.”
Danwoo murmured softly,
“How much you love snow is still fascinating every time I see it.”
“How does it snow exactly?”
Even as she walked toward the trunk, she looked at the sky and Danwoo alternately with a reminiscent expression of a year ago when she was isolated in a heavy snowstorm.
While walking toward the trunk, Danwoo, who couldn’t take his eyes off Jian, took her wrist and lifted her up like a princess.
Then, widening his strides, he walked into the house.
“Why? Why are you like this?”
“Because I like it. Because I like you. I missed you so much I thought I’d die.”
“So, you saw?”
“After seeing you, the next thing that came to mind was what to do next.”
Brrrring.
With a few wide strides, he quickly arrived at the entrance, releasing the door lock.
Entering the house, Danwoo headed straight for the bedroom.
“You need to take off your shoes. Let me down.”
“I’ll do everything for you.”
“You’re crazy. Really.”
Jian saw Danwoo’s sincerity in his smile as he raised his lips slightly.
Interpreting the meaning of ‘I’ll do everything for you’ in his eyes, there was enough heat to fill a room.
The CEO’s weekend, who had to spend the past week alone, had finally come.
The house was warm, as if the boiler had been raised enough.
Lying on the bed, Jian listened to Danwoo’s words like an obedient child.
If he told her to raise her hand, she did, and if he told her to bow her head, she did.
Every time the soft comforter puffed up and settled, a piece of clothing disappeared from her body.
Finally, Danwoo’s eyes looked satisfied.
But he didn’t rush anymore.
He stood up straight, slowly unbuttoning his dress shirt, and gazed at Jian.
He didn’t blink, as if trying to capture even a small piece of fluff with his eyebrows.
Finally, Danwoo slowly lowered his body and extended his lips. It seemed like he was seeking permission with their kiss.
Jian’s fingertips, which lightly touched his bare skin, tickled Danwoo’s back, causing a shiver.
The lips that touched each other merged a bit more deeply.
The sound emanating from their entwined lips gradually filled the quiet room.
Snowflakes, which had been falling one by one, began to fall faster.
The snow, which was melting terrifyingly fast, had already filled the yard.
“Jian, I love you.”
When Jian’s mind flashed white, Danwoo’s voice came through.
Jian, who had fallen asleep soundly, slowly raised her eyebrows.
She could distinctly feel Danwoo’s breath on her neck.
Looking at the strong chest pressed against her back and the arms that were wrapped around her, he still seemed to be asleep.
As Jian was about to get out of bed, she involuntarily blushed.
She exerted all her strength on her body and took a deep breath.
Only then did the dark room come into view.
It was impossible to know what time it was.
When she came into this room, it was bright enough to see Danwoo’s face clearly.
But now, she could barely make out objects.
When Danwoo grabbed Jian’s wrist, there was an immediate increase in pressure at his fingertips. And soon, their bodies pressed even closer together.
A familiar yet not unpleasant sensation was conveyed.
Danwoo’s hot breath, with lips against her neck, scattered.
“Did you sleep well? Are you hungry?”
“Yeah. Because of someone.”
“Well, … you said you’re okay. You said the husband is more important.”
“Me?”
Jian tried to gauge the words she couldn’t remember, turning her body at an angle.
“Did I really say that?”
“You did. You said I’m the best in the world.”
Danwoo, with his lips against her neck, nodded.
Of course, it was a response obtained with a desire for climax, but he didn’t bother to say it.
“Danwoo, I’m hungry. Please stop teasing and feed me something.”
“Sure thing.”
Danwoo, seemingly disappointed, lifted his lips from Jian’s ear and got off the bed.
Then, he placed Jian’s scattered clothes within her reach.
“Use the bathroom on the first floor. I’ll use the one on the second floor.”
“Yeah.”
Thanks. Giving me a break.
Jian swallowed the words she was about to say as she followed him. It was a groundless suspicion that she might end up sharing the bathroom if she said something unnecessary.
With her ears perked up, she headed to the first-floor bathroom as the sound of footsteps on the stairs ceased.
When she finished showering and came out of the bathroom, she blinked her eyes at the scene outside the window.
The yard was covered with a blanket of white snow.
Just as Danwoo, who had come down from the second floor, raised his head on her shoulder.
“A lot of snow, huh?”
“Hopefully, we won’t be isolated again, right?”
“I like it. As long as I have Kim Jian by my side. …Just wait here. I’ll go to the car and get our stuff.”
As Danwoo walked toward the entrance and put on slippers, Jian called out to him.
“Let’s go together. You said there’s something you bought?”
Then, she chuckled slightly, looking at Danwoo in short sleeves and shorts.
Jian found it amusing that Danwoo, who claimed to dislike the heat, was wearing a suit without any fuss.
A moment later.
Jian, who had entered the bedroom, stood side by side with Danwoo, wearing a fluffy coat.
Danwoo gently stroked her head and spoke like a stern warning to a mischievous child.
“Our duckling. If you lie down on the snowy blanket, you’re in trouble.”
“I was planning to lie down?”
Jian looked at Danwoo with an expression that asked why he took it for granted.
Cute.
Unknowingly, Danwoo mumbled and made a kissing sound on her lips.
“Sure, if you want to. It could be fun.”
He wanted to say, “I’d rather do it together than stop you,” rather than stop Jian from having her way.
Danwoo, who unlocked the door, lowered the latch with a clink. Then, a snowy white blanket unfolded before their eyes.
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.”
