Jiho turned his body with a creaking sound. Inside the car returning alone, it was a consideration not to let himself be caught up in heavy thoughts.
“Yeah. See you on Tuesday.”
Bong-gi’s voice was directed towards the manly back. The raised hand shook. Even a light farewell with the hand looked so cool, why would he quit acting? He lifted his head and moved the car.
Next Tuesday was the day of the film festival.
As a strong candidate for the Best Actor award, he was already prepared, fully dressed. Instead of the tiresome school uniform and the loose T-shirt, how magnificent he would look if he dressed up on purpose. Bong-gi, rather than Jiho who remained calm, was excited. Like a proud dad looking forward to showing off his son.
“I hope the actors who are confident in their faces all show up that day.”
‘Give them a real lesson.’ A pleasant feeling flowed into his steps as he chuckled.
Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding. Chulkerduk[Dash]
The massive door opened with a cute password. The top floor, smoothly reached without any trouble. Was it a home to just sleep in and go out? The moment he stepped inside, he felt at ease. The house that had been empty for almost a month seemed to be fiercely battling between darkness and silence.
Both claiming to be the owner of this house.
Of course, it wouldn’t be awkward no matter who won. It seemed certain.
“…Huh?”
Perhaps the expectation that there might be a separate winner arose. Jiho’s steps stopped abruptly in front of the bedroom door. In front of the small door, neatly placed sneakers.
In an instant, the fatigue-walked feet quickly entered the house. Living room, dining room, study. As it was entirely dark, expectations were gradually narrowing down to one place. And when he opened the bedroom door.
“…….”
It seems too good to even let out an admiration. The bedspread was bulging. The figure leaning against the door was curled up under the blanket. Brown hair fluttered lightly on the pillow.
Jiho knelt on the bed. Without even thinking about taking off his outerwear, he approached clumsily and lowered his head. Then, finally, a white face appeared. An angelic woman.
Sssruk, sssruk. With just the small sound of breathing, it seemed to appease the formidable darkness and silence that had taken over the large house. The owner of this house was light.
Jiho hugged that body in one go. Deep. When the scent trapped in the blanket poured over his whole body, it seemed that cold air also touched Hye-yoon. The child, who had fallen into a deep sleep, threw out words without any order under the eyelids that had just been raised.
“Ah… I’m waiting without sleeping… my eyes are closed…”
Wungwungwung. Indistinct words brought more vivid happiness than anything else.
“To surprise you…”
“Yeah, I know, I know.”
A smile floated on Jiho’s face. When Hye-yoon fell back into sleep, he also raised his body. He only intended to quickly finish showering and come back.
“It’s really a Christmas present.”
Jiho’s face, taking off his outerwear, was full of affection.
A room filled with sunlight. Jiho’s eyes, slightly opened, reached the clock. It was already twelve o’clock. It seemed like he had slept deeply for a long time.
“…What’s this?”
The pleasantly languid feeling was shattered in an instant. Because there was no one on the side he reached out to. When he confirmed the completely empty bed, he quickly raised his body. Even though there was no sound in the shower, he wondered what it was.
Suddenly, a Christmas fairy tale came to mind.
‘[When I opened my eyes on Christmas morning, I wasn’t next to you. We must have both agreed to sleep in and get up late.]’
Jiho slowly left the room. Although today is Christmas Eve, the small woman always tries to squeeze and give more than expected.
‘[Where did she go? I was surprised and went to the living room to see her cooking. Not hastily, but because I want to feed Jiho with warm food.]’
Swoosh, swoosh. There was excitement in the sound of the slippers. And that sound stopped in front of the dining room. In front of a lovely back.
“…It’s hard for meat to taste bad.”
Jiho watched that back closely. It felt like seeing a woman cooking for the first time in his life. Unlike her previous clothes, the snug pajamas were adorable. Even without looking at her face, the self-encouragement on her face was clear.
Probably too cute to put into words.
“Pour plenty of olive oil… Plenty? How much is plenty?”
Then, a slightly agitated voice was heard. Jiho immediately pressed his lips. It felt like laughter was about to burst. Hye-yoon seemed to be preparing for a slight battle with the recipe written on her phone. Even without looking at her face, it seemed like she knew how plump her lips were.
How adorable it would be.
“The seasoning should also be generous… again generously? Wow, this person really likes generous things.”
Because of that, he couldn’t stand it any longer. Swoosh, swoosh. The sound of slippers gradually approached Hye-yoon.
Sensing the approaching presence, Hye-yoon slowly turned around. Jiho, whom she met after a few days, was, as always, handsome. He was always handsome, but he never got used to it and always felt excited. A warm and slightly embarrassed feeling blossomed on his face.
“Oh! Did you sleep well?”
“Yeah.”
Hye-yoon, who smiled brightly, turned around again. With her hand holding olive oil, Jiho also embraced her cute back.
“Yesterday, you were surprised that I was here, right? But since it’s past midnight, it’s technically tomorrow, right…?”
The clear voice suddenly stopped. At the same time, the hand that was tilting the olive oil stopped.
Hye-yoon widened her eyes. Because a big hand quickly plunged into her clothes. At the same time, she felt a soft and fleshy touch behind her neck.
The hand tickling her belly, along with warm breath, gradually moved forward. Forward. It was directed toward the collarbone.
At each spot where the lips passed, a moist and strange sensation emerged.
“Uh, we can’t have breakfast like this.”
“Yeah. Can’t we eat it later? I’ve waited for so long.”
As the fingertips tickled her stomach, strength flowed into them. Despite the body tightly pressed against her back, Hye-yoon could feel the heat of a man that didn’t match the morning at all. Meanwhile, the hand continued to move without stopping. Little by little. Upwards. Higher.
“W-We just came out of the room… Should we go back in?”
Hye-yoon hastily put down the olive oil. It was almost dropped because of the strange sensation overwhelming her. Then, she quickly faced Jiho. If she turned away, he would stop his hands anyway.
But that was the problem. What was shown was a cheek stained with a strange color. A gaze that was soft and trembling. As if Jiho had been waiting, he quickly tilted his head. A 1cm gap between the nearing lips. Through that gap, the man’s desire oozed out.
“I’m fine with this.”
The humid and thick voice soon touched Hye-yoon’s lips.
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
