“Why? Are you afraid there might be something deadly in it?”
“Yeah, I really feel like I might die.”
Eunjae glanced at Sunwoo, who was joking once again.
“Just take a bite; I promise it’s really delicious. Okay?”
Even the sauce was ground by hand. Sunwoo, looking at Eunjae’s lips as she spoke with a hint of frustration, smiled and rested his chin on one arm.
“If I eat it, will you?”
“…”
“What will you do for me?”
“Why does that come with a condition?”
“Just let me eat.”
“What?”
“Anything.”
With just one sentence, he could instantly create a peculiar atmosphere. Swallowing hard, her head and body, already accustomed to the rehearsed scenario, became rigid and lost their coordination. Eunjae’s mouth opened slightly and then closed.
Unconsciously, Eunjae looked towards the entrance.
Was it time to put on the latch? It was at that impure moment of thought when Sunwoo’s phone rang, breaking the stifling silence.
A deep line formed on his lips.
“Just wait a moment, only five minutes.”
Not even three minutes had passed when Sunwoo finished the call and came down the stairs.
Placing the phone on the table, Sunwoo picked up a fork.
“Is it the hospital?”
“I think something important might come up tomorrow, so it’s better to go today.”
“Tomorrow? How can taking a day off be so difficult?”
Smiling at Eunjae’s worried words, Sunwoo, having taken a bite of tteokbokki, suddenly tilted his head.
“Why?”
“…”
“Why. Is it that bad?”
Without answering Eunjae’s question, he chewed on the tteokbokki again with a muffled sound. Sunwoo tilted his head again, and the space between his eyebrows narrowed.
“Did I do this?”
“That’s right. Why, is it too good?”
Smiling at Sunwoo, who nodded slowly, Eunjae couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Only then did Eunjae, who had picked up the fork again, take a bite of the tteokbokki.
She did well to add more seasoning in the middle. Worried that the taste might not come out well because it was her first time in a long while.
‘But, isn’t it too mild?’
Suddenly having that thought, when she looked up, sure enough, beads of sweat clung to Sunwoo’s forehead.
“Is it spicy?”
“No, not at all. The salad is delicious.”
Watching him naturally shift towards the salad with his fork, Eunjae smiled contentedly.
“Right? I made the sauce myself.”
With satisfaction evident in Eunjae’s expression, Sunwoo scooped up a generous portion of the salad.
After seeing Sunwoo off and returning to her parents’ house, Eunjae carefully packed the remaining ingredients into containers and organized them in the refrigerator. Taking a short stretch, she heard the creaking sound of the front door at her parents’ house.
As Eunjae entered through the front door, her eyes met with Taegyu, who was about to come in. He hesitated for a moment and then tried to turn away.
They had crossed paths countless times before, but at some point, she hadn’t been able to see him well, and she wondered what had happened.
Hey, did I avoid you all this time?
“Hey! Yoon Taegyu.”
At Eunjae’s call, Taegyu, who had stood still, didn’t even flinch.
“Aren’t you coming in?”
As Taegyu reached for the front door handle again, Eunjae urgently called him.
“Come over here.”
“Why? I’m busy.”
“You liked our mom’s tteokbokki, right? I’ll make tteokbokki for you.”
Having already prepared the ingredients and feeling more relaxed, making the second batch of tteokbokki was remarkably easy for her.
When Eunjae placed the completed tteokbokki on the table, Taegyu chuckled.
“It’s been a while since I’ve had this.”
“I wonder if it tastes like our mom’s.”
Taegyu, reaching for his fork rather than the door handle, angled his phone to take a look at the tteokbokki that seemed spicy at a glance and the pink peach salad.
“Hey. This salad looks too pretty; I can’t eat it.”
“I’ve never seen a man taking pictures of food.”
“Don’t make a big deal out of it; I just take pictures of anything.”
Slightly lifting her head, Eunjae, who had been looking at the photos Taegyu took, widened her eyes and asked.
“Hey, you’re really good at taking pictures, aren’t you?”
“What do you mean, really good at it… did I take that good of a picture?”
“Yeah. The colors and composition, it looks just like professionally sold food. Did you learn it? It’s a shame if it goes to waste. Can I ask you to take pictures for me if I ever need it?”
At Eunjae’s words, Taegyu laughed bitterly and put the tteokbokki into his mouth.
“Don’t light a fire when I’m barely holding back wanting to quit the hospital.”
“If both of us quit, who will take care of Yeonrim?”
“Why, you want to quit again?”
“No. It’s just like that. We’re still young; even as a hobby. Don’t waste what you’ve studied, and don’t quit being a doctor.”
Watching Eunjae eat the tteokbokki with a smile, Taegyu, who was silently observing, seemed to have something to say as he fiddled with the tteokbokki.
“Sorry.”
“What for?”
“For doubting and bothering you.”
It’s fortunate that he realizes it now. Eunjae smiled and played along.
“I saw the thing with Sunwoo a week ago. Suddenly he takes you and says he’s going to marry you. Who would believe that?”
“I’ve suffered enough. Anyone could see that Mr. Sunwoo is too good for me.”
“Don’t be ridiculous; who’s too good?”
I had something I was curious about; can I ask you? Taegyu asked, and Eunjae nodded.
“How is your hand okay now?”
“I don’t really know.”
“It’s strange. Only your hand is okay. Did Hyung… do well?”
“Of course! I’m really happy these days.”
“Well, Hyung has been doing Taekwondo for a long time, so he has strong lower body strength.”
“Hey! Yoon Taegyu!”
“Call me Doryeonnim, sister-in-law.”
Watching Eunjae’s face turn red in an instant, Taegyu, who had been smiling, directed his fork back toward the tteokbokki.
“I’m always ready to take you and run away, so take care. This is a threat.”
“Tch, don’t you have any women?”
“No.”
“Why not? Our Doryeonnim is so charming.”
He sure talks a lot on this topic. Grumbling, Taegyu picked up the tteokbokki with his fork. While Eunjae quietly stared at him, he finally spoke.
“I appreciate it too.”
“What?”
When I was in school, you know, the Kim Jiyeon gang used to bother me a lot. Remember that? Taegyu, who seemed to be thinking for a moment at Eunjae’s question, nodded as if he remembered.
“The person who stopped that was you?”
“You figured it out so quickly.”
“And after school, you brought the kids to our mom’s tteokbokki restaurant, boosting the sales.”
“Because you’re pretty, but I went because the tteokbokki is delicious.”
Taegyu poured continuous praise for the tteokbokki. It’s really delicious. It has that spicy taste that keeps you craving more.
“Eating this really reminds me of the old days. Do you remember when we first met on the hill in front of the school?”
“The hill in front of the school? When? I don’t remember.”
“You always say you don’t remember. You were going up the hill, and suddenly it started raining, and I put an umbrella over you.”
“Did something like that happen?”
“Wow, you’re making me feel hurt again.”
“I’m not that forgetful. When you came to our class and asked to see my phone, saying you wanted to check it out, that’s when we first met.”
Is that so? Taegyu, who had been tilting his head with a smile, scratched his head in momentary confusion.
“The only reason I kept my distance from you is one. You’re popular, and there are a lot of girls around you.”
“There were no girls?”
Taegyu aggressively stabbed his fork into the salad. Chewing with a mouthful, Taegyu asked.
“Peach.”
“Yeah. It’s peach season. I made the dressing with peaches too.”
“You probably couldn’t eat it.”
Why? He was eating it deliciously just a moment ago. Eunjae asked with a very puzzled expression.
“Why?”
“You have a peach allergy.”
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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