Yeo Woon could never have imagined that she would end up changing her clothes at Seol Ji Oh’s house. And that too, into Seol Ji Oh’s clothes.
Having been ambushed by Lucky twice in a single day, Yeo Woon couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation.
Yeo Woon stripped off her beersoaked Tshirt and pants in the bathroom. The beer had trickled down from her chest to her legs, making her feel a bit uncomfortable, but she hastily wiped it off and pulled out the clothes Seol Ji Oh had provided for her.
But this outfit, it looks incredibly large at first glance.
Yeo Woon tilted her head as she put on the Tshirt. It was a plain white longsleeved shirt, but when she tried it on, it reached down to her thighs. The sleeves were also much too long.
Taken aback, Yeo Woon pulled out the pants that Seol Ji Oh had given her. He had said they were the smallest size he had, but when Yeo Woon tried them on, they slipped down her waist.
Ah, this won’t work at all.
Yeo Woon looked into the mirror and burst into laughter. The clothes were all too long, making it feel like she wasn’t wearing clothes, but that she had stepped inside them.
Yeo Woon took off Seol Ji Oh’s pants and picked up her own damp pair. She wrung out the moisture and tried to put them back on, but the jeans were still stiff from being wet.
As she struggled to force herself into the damp jeans, she found them too soggy and took them off again.
Can’t I dry them? Yeo Woon looked around the bathroom. There should be a hairdryer somewhere.
However, there was no hairdryer in sight. Yeo Woon sighed and looked into the mirror.
After examining her appearance a few times, Yeo Woon looked at the Tshirt that came down to midthigh and thought that its length might be acceptable.
Should I go out and borrow a hairdryer for a moment?
While contemplating, Yeo Woon cautiously opened the bathroom door. Seol Ji Oh was cornering Lucky in one end of the hallway.
“Lucky. Did you do something wrong, or didn’t you?”
It seemed that Lucky understood Seol Ji Oh’s words, as it whined with a pitiful expression. Yeo Woon found this amusing and let out a small laugh.
Upon sensing Yeo Woon’s presence, Seol Ji Oh turned around. His gaze paused on the sight of Yeo Woon, who was wearing his oversized tshirt.
More precisely, it lingered on Yeo Woon’s bare, white legs exposed beneath the tshirt.
It was at that moment that Seol Ji Oh’s eyebrows furrowed.
Yeo Woon covered her legs with the pants she was holding and said,
“Do you have a hairdryer? Your pants are too big, so I think I’ll need to dry my own to wear.”
After a moment of silence, Seol Ji Oh reached up to touch his jawline. As he murmured, “hairdryer…” he licked his lips and turned to head somewhere.
“…Here.”
Despite extending a hairdryer towards Yeo Woon, Seol Ji Oh’s gaze wandered off to somewhere beside her. Yeo Woon quickly took it and went back into the bathroom.
Once Yeo Woon disappeared, Seol Ji Oh finally turned his gaze to where she had vanished, closing his eyes in disbelief. A faint smile tugged at his lips.
Under the bright light, the nape of Seol Ji Oh’s neck had turned a deep shade of red.
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A while later, Yeo Woon emerged from the bathroom, this time fully dressed in her dried pants. She extended the hairdryer back to Seol Ji Oh and said,
“I’ll wash and return the tshirt. Thank you.”
Seol Ji Oh, who was standing from the sofa, accepted the hairdryer. He examined Yeo Woon’s outfit before asking,
“Are your pants dry enough? It’s going to be cold outside.”
“Yes, they’re wearable. It’s fine, I’ll be going straight home anyway.”
“…I’m sorry for causing you trouble, because of Lucky.”
Seol Ji Oh put down the hairdryer and walked towards Yeo Woon. Thinking she should head home now, Yeo Woon looked around for her coat she had taken off earlier.
“Looking for your coat?”
“Yes.”
Seol Ji Oh took a few steps, fetched Yeo Woon’s coat, and as he approached her, he asked,
“Are you usually this careless?”
“What?”
Surprised by the unexpected question, Yeo Woon looked at Seol Ji Oh in confusion.
She saw the sharp features of his face, softened with a hint of amusement in his eyes. His expression seemed somehow colder.
“It’s only you and me here, but wearing what you were earlier… wasn’t it a bit… risky?”
Yeo Woon’s eyes widened.
Risky…? Could that brief moment have been potentially dangerous?
Between Seol Ji Oh and me?
Seol Ji Oh, observing Yeo Woon’s stunned expression, stepped closer to drape the coat over her shoulders. He buttoned it up to the collar and said with a smirk,
“Not all men are as kind as me, so be careful.”
“Ah……”
Unable to find a reply, Yeo Woon just stared at Seol Ji Oh blankly.
What did he mean by that?
Moistening her dry lips with her tongue, Yeo Woon apologized, thinking her outfit had somehow surprised Seol Ji Oh.
“I thought it would be only for a moment… I’m sorry.”
“No problem. Be careful on your way.”
Yeo Woon turned to head towards the door.
“I’ll get going now.”
“Alright. I’ll get in touch.”
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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