Hye-yoon briefly separated their touching lips. It was because she could feel the faint traces of makeup on Jiho’s cheek from the palm of her hand. No matter how light the makeup was, it was undoubtedly stifling as it hadn’t been washed off until now.
“Ugh, you should’ve told me earlier. Go take a shower.”
The hand that descended from his face carefully pushed against his bare chest. It was evident that cuteness wasn’t the only thing she was expressing. When pushed away but not repelled, when his large hand tried to caress her thoroughly.
At the moment when the man’s voice was raised at 1 a.m. Locked in sleep. Just like now.
“Shall we… together?”
“Oops! Absolutely not! Never, never.”
“Hehe. Why do you hate it so much?”
In Jiho’s bending eyes, a reddened face appeared.
“It’s not that I hate it… I’m afraid my face will turn red and burst. It’s embarrassing.”
“Well, aren’t there many things that are embarrassing?”
Because of Hye-yoon, who kept pushing her chest under, Jiho reluctantly got up. Then, Hye-yoon, who jumped up outside the bed, soon pulled Jiho’s hand and led him to the shower.
Splash—
When the shower room’s lights turned on, the grandeur of this hotel was felt once again. In a short glance, it was quite a spacious area. The bathtub, precisely the window above the bathtub, overwhelmed all the grandeur, letting in only beautiful things like winter, night, and the sea.
“Wow, you can see the sea even here.”
Through the wide window, beautiful things like winter, night, and the sea were endlessly flowing. The bath products lined up on the shelf next to the bathtub looked cute. It seemed like they would soon plead for warm water. They wanted to swell up.
At that moment, a solid body was felt behind Hye-yoon. Although only Jiho’s T-shirt disappeared, the man’s strength and heat felt on her back were vivid. Thick veins protruded from the arms that lightly wrapped around her waist.
It suited him. Neat and sensual.
“After I finish showering, it would be nice to look at the sea together here. Isn’t that foaming?”
Her coaxing tone, dealing with words as if soothing, was fascinating. Brown eyes that touched the colorful bath bombs outside the window, the words spoken after reading the interest for a moment. That’s why the expected reaction could only burst.
Small murmurs were added.
“…You can wrap yourself in a towel and come in.”
“Yeah.”
“The foam will bubble up a lot.”
“Right.”
Hye-yoon had already caught on. It seemed she was estimating how far the large towel hanging on one side of the wall would come down on her legs.
Seeing her cuteness, Jiho released the strength in his hands. Since all of this could continue after the shower, he grabbed Hye-yoon’s shoulders and turned her towards the room in a roundabout way.
He tried to remain calm until the end, but eventually, a soft laugh burst out.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Oh, I was just wondering if you understand men’s psychology well.”
“Me?”
Jiho’s muttered words behind her as she left the shower room were scattered quietly.
“I’m more drawn to undressing than being undressed.”
She couldn’t hear those words, but one hour later, she could experience them.
In the foamy bathtub, swollen emotions overflowed the narrow tub, filling the bathroom.
The warmth and humidity were alleviated by a single window opened slightly. Through that gap, overflowing affection flowed gently with sweet fragrance, laughter, and sometimes with breath resembling the night.
A dawn that could no longer deepen. Despite the cold sea and the warm room, only sounds that soaked the heart filled the air.
In the memories just a few hours ago, the hand that grazed Jiho’s collarbone paused for a moment. Then, the fingers that came down a bit more pressed firmly on the edge of the chest. Pressed. Pressed. But his chest didn’t press; only the fingers bent.
“Wow…”
Hye-yoon felt it once again just like yesterday. Jiho’s body was entirely covered in muscles. The skin she had touched just a moment ago was so soft, how could it be so firm inside?
Despite having the passionate Wujun, who was more enthusiastic about exercise than anyone, next to her, they were completely different. Unlike Wujun, whose muscles were visible even when covered tightly, Jiho, when wearing clothes, made it hard to imagine a body of this caliber.
“When does he manage to exercise when he’s so busy?”
With a tall stature and a large frame, it could be expected that he had a very good figure. However, until you see it directly, it’s an unbelievable body. A man who appears perfect on the surface is, in fact, a man with hidden perfection. Both the body and the mind.
The finger that had been pressing firmly admitted defeat and withdrew. Then, it soon made a small fist and struck the chest.
Thump-thump, thump-thump.
“What is this? It’s not a stone.”
As the fist was still heavy with sleep, it had less power than the fingers, but it was enough to stop the man’s performance.
Jiho’s lips, stuck under his closed eyes, gradually parted.
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
