“……!”
A sudden warm and cozy sensation covered her lips.
Cedric’s eyes opened wide.
‘Why in the world…….’
His blue eyes, filled with confusion, wavered at the sudden kiss.
Her eyes, wide open, slowly closed as she enveloped his lips with her red and thick lips.
A sweet scent lingered in his mouth, and their breaths, each carrying a different warmth, intertwined.
His eyelids, which had been tightly opened, gradually closed off the world.
Cedric’s hand, which had been lying on the bench, gently pulled her head closer.
Strength entered her arms that had been wrapped around his neck, and the bodies of the two were in close contact without a gap.
Thump, thump. Thump, thump.
The sound of a heart, unknown whose it was, drummed on their bodies.
‘Hold on. It seems like it’s enough now…….’
Lamein was slightly startled by the kiss that had lasted longer than expected.
At that moment, when she was about to gently pull away from her husband’s moist lips warmed by his hot breath.
“……!”
Without giving her a chance to even breathe, Cedric’s lips overlapped hers again.
Lamein’s eyes opened wide.
At that moment, he turned his head with his eyes tightly closed.
Unlike the first time, his breath was significantly deeper, and his breath heated as if on fire.
Even the tender flesh deep inside her mouth was wetted by his breath.
It was a dense kiss that made her vision blur.
Every time their moist lips slightly touched and parted, her slender shoulders shivered.
Cedric Roger.
A recognized knight of the Martin Kingdom and a man with an excellent background.
His flawless appearance and sculpted body could be deemed perfect.
According to the Duchess, he had been smart since childhood.
Before entering the academy, he had already completed all the prerequisites and spent his study time in knight training.
Had he not become a knight, he might have been the most brilliant scholar in the Martin Kingdom.
‘What am I supposed to do if he’s good at kissing, too?’
She discovered another thing he was good at.
She had slightly realized it during the last kiss at the Duke of Haribo’s mansion.
But it was so sudden that there was no time to think about it.
Where they were, and why the kiss had started.
Completely forgetting, she immersed herself entirely in the sensations the man before her eyes was planting.
How much time had passed?
With a touch.
At the sound of moist lips interlocking and parting, Lamein’s eyelashes vibrated and fluttered upward.
The man who finally parted his lips after a long time slowly opened his eyes.
Eyes soaked in daze met each other.
Hot breath that they couldn’t swallow gently flowed out from the slightly parted mouths of both people and tangled.
A moment’s mysterious and awkward silence covered them.
Lamein gradually relaxed the arm that had been wrapped around his neck.
Then, he slowly lowered the hand that had been holding the back of her head.
……What should I say?
Her mind was blank because her husband was too good at kissing.
Instead of speaking, when she was swallowing dry saliva, then.
“Can I stop lending it to you now?”
Cedric’s voice broke the mysterious silence.
“If needed, I can lend it a bit more.”
At the smile forming at her husband’s lips, embarrassment rushed in.
“It’s……it’s okay. This is enough. The young lady who you saw at the last party was passing by. At that time, you said, action speaks louder than words.”
……What’s with this chatterbox?
Lamein, who was chirping without even taking a breath, sighed inwardly.
“There must have been a good reason.”
She stared intently at Cedric, who was pushing up his lips into a smile.
Whether he really thinks that way or just lets it pass, there’s no way to know.
“Then shall we go back now that we’ve rested?”
“Ah! Yes. Let’s!”
Only then did Lamein realize that she was still sitting on her husband’s thigh, and she quickly got up.
“Let’s go back to the mansion.”
Cedric extended his neatly folded arm towards Lamein.
Instead of answering, she lightly grabbed her husband’s arm, and Cedric lightly turned his body.
Lamein slowly moved her steps and looked into the alley.
Fortunately, Killian was nowhere to be seen.
Lamein sighed inconspicuously and slowly narrowed her eyes.
His side was Killien, who was also prepared to go hunting.
“Shall we not have seen Killien?”
I’m worried now whether we were seen from that side because we kissed too deeply.
“What if he saw, he would know to distance himself.”
……Please never appear before my eyes again.
Lamein, grinding her teeth, headed for the carriage.
.
.
.
After returning to the mansion, the two headed to their own rooms.
“Madam. Did you drink tea and eat delicious cake?”
As soon as she entered the room, Jane asked with hopeful eyes.
“No. I just looked around and came back.”
I ate my husband’s lips instead of cake.
I could not say it like that.
“Ah. I see.”
Looking at Jane, who was disappointed at once, Lamein chuckled.
Jane approached and began to untie the dress strap.
“Jane. Did Killien come back to the mansion?”
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
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Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
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The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
——
But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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