With the slippery sensation and his hot breath flooding in, So Yeon, overwhelmed, glared at Seo Jun as if to protest.
“Are you trying to suffocate me?”
“Kill you? No way. It’s a punishment for making me wait.”
“Hmph!”
The resumed kiss was gentle and romantic, like one between loving partners. The force pushing her against the wall was tender, but his warmth enveloping her was too hot, and his caresses were extremely bold.
Worried they might skip dinner altogether, So Yeon struggled to stop Seo Jun’s advances. Finally managing to create some space between their faces, she said,
“Wait! Put me down! Didn’t you say you haven’t had lunch?”
“I need Eom So Yeon more urgently. You like kissing, don’t you?”
“No, I don’t!”
Contradicting her own denial, her small face quickly turned as red as a ripe apple.
“But you do like my kisses. You also love it when I caress you.”
“When did I ever? That’s not true!”
Her feisty tone was adorable. Even her sulky face was unbearably cute. Plus, the fact that she had left only to return on her own was incredibly endearing.
Suppressing a laugh, Seo Jun gently set her feet back on the ground and teasingly said, “You’re too cute, you know.”
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“Are you going to deny it? This won’t do! Shall I list all about what kind of woman Eom So Yeon is? It was our first meeting, remember? Who was the one who tried to seduce me, knowing nothing? And last night…”
Seo Jun couldn’t finish his sentence because So Yeon’s hand swiftly covered his mouth.
“Don’t say it!”
Her face was so red it looked like it could burst any moment, and her almost crying expression was amusing. Seo Jun pulled her closer and gently pressed his lips against her forehead.
“Embarrassed? Why? Eom So Yeon is now my woman.”
“…….”
Earlier in the text, she was ‘my girlfriend,’ and now ‘my woman.’
So Yeon felt fluttered yet sorry. He genuinely liked her, but she couldn’t reciprocate fully due to the secret about her child.
“Let’s eat.”
Picking up the bundle of side dishes she had dropped at the entrance, So Yeon quickly moved to the kitchen.
“I’m coming too.”
Seo Jun followed her with big strides, smiling.
Soon, So Yeon and Seo Jun sat facing each other at a neatly set table, covered with side dishes brought by So Yeon.
“Did you make all this?”
“Mom made it, I just helped.”
“What’s the occasion?”
“No occasion. Mom prepared it in a hurry before visiting my sister. She always cooks a lot.”
“So, your mom left for Jeju Island with your child?”
“Yes. I came here after seeing her off.”
Seo Jun remembered the brief mention of her family from their first meeting.
“So, we can stay here together until your mother returns?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Why?”
“I have to leave for Daejeon early tomorrow morning. There’s a beverage CF shoot. It’s a one-day job, so I’ll return to Seoul late at night.”
“Right. Eom So Yeon is quite popular these days. CF, variety shows, you name it.”
So Yeon seemed more than content with her busy schedule. She playfully shrugged her shoulders, smiling cutely.
“Don’t say it like that. I’m so happy to be called for work.”
Seo Jun chuckled at her response, maintaining a drawn-out smile. He couldn’t keep her against her will, not when she had work. It was a resigned smile.
“You’re getting so famous. Will I even get to see your face later?”
“Don’t worry. Tomorrow is just busy. I have no schedule for the next week.”
“Good. Call me when you’re done.”
“Why?”
“To pick you up.”
“Coming back with Doseon, it’ll be past midnight.”
“So? It doesn’t matter what time it is to meet my girlfriend.”
“…….”
‘Girlfriend.’
That word still sounded strange yet pleasant to So Yeon, who gently pressed her lips, subtly picking up her spoon.
Seo Jun tasted the dishes in turn, without much expression. Anxiously watching him, So Yeon hesitantly asked,
“Why, don’t you like it?”
“Hmm, how should I put it?”
Was his roundabout answer an indication of dislike?
“Does it taste bad?”
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Disappointed, So Yeon’s shoulders drooped slightly. Seeing her expression, Seo Jun’s eyebrows lightly arched in amusement.
“I think I’ve lost my taste.”
“If you don’t like it that much, don’t force yourself to eat.”
As So Yeon was about to clear the food from the table, Seo Jun chuckled and stopped her.
“No, it’s because everything is so perfectly to my taste that I don’t feel like eating anything else.”
“What? Stop joking around!”
Annoyed yet amused by his constant heart-fluttering antics, So Yeon narrowed her eyes. Still, her indifferent demeanor quickly warmed up.
“Every time you joke like this, you don’t know how much my heart shrinks.”
“I feel that way when you’re not around.”
“…….”
His words were strangely touching, making So Yeon feel an odd mix of emotions. She quickly moved to the sink.
“Do you have green onions and tofu? I’ll make a spicy pollack roe soup for you.”
“It’s in the fridge.”
After putting the side dishes she brought from Dogok-dong into the fridge, So Yeon expertly spotted the ingredients.
“Ah, here it is.”
She quickly prepared them and poured the broth she brought from home into a pot on the induction stove. Seo Jun’s deep gaze followed So Yeon’s skilled movements around the unfamiliar kitchen. Her earnest bustling was exceptionally beautiful to him. With Eom So Yeon around, this place seemed even more like home, filling his heart with a pleasant heaviness.
“You don’t dislike pollack roe, do you? I’m just making it without asking.”
“Go ahead. I eat everything.”
Especially anything Eom So Yeon prepares.
“It’ll be ready soon, so sit down.”
“No, I want to eat together.”
“You don’t like salty food, right?”
“Moderately salty is better.”
“It’s ready now.”
After adding the chopped green onions and tofu to the pot and seasoning it with shrimp sauce, So Yeon glanced at Seo Jun at the table. Their eyes met, and they both smiled.
“I thought you could only cook ramen, but you’re good at other things too?”
“I’ve been living alone for years. I can do this much even with my eyes closed.”
Though So Yeon made the soup quickly, it was Seo Jun who swiftly brought the bowls to the table. He tasted the pollack roe soup and So Yeon asked cautiously,
“How is it…?”
Her expectant eyes sparkled like jewels.
“Isn’t pollack roe always delicious?”
“Well, yeah, but…”
Just a compliment would have sufficed.
Disappointed, So Yeon pursed her lips. Seo Jun, after slurping the soup directly from the bowl, stretched his lips and said,
“It’s my first time trying pollack roe soup, and it’s really good.”
“Ah, now you’re overdoing it!”
Though she grumbled, So Yeon smiled prettily and finally started to eat the soup herself.
During the meal, Seo Jun thought about it. A normal day of eating and chatting at home. What would it be like to spend such days regularly with Eom So Yeon?
Just the thought alone made him very happy.
His lips stayed curved up for quite a while, showing how delightful the idea was to him.
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
