While Siyun was taking a shower, Miju was preparing breakfast.
Simple toast, bacon, and fried eggs were the menu that came to Miju’s mind. However, upon discovering various ingredients in the refrigerator, she became curious about how to cook them.
“These cheeses are unfamiliar. I usually find instant meals delicious; how should I cook these?”
Having encountered various ingredients during her study abroad, Miju still felt perplexed by such sophisticated materials.
Thinking that she should understand Siyun’s taste by meeting the lady who fills Siyun’s refrigerator, Miju picked up her phone and searched for information about the ingredients.
“How do you eat this?”
Mumbling to herself, Miju’s hand froze, and her body stiffened.
At the top of the portal platform, the words “Taehan Foundation” were visible. Should she have refrained from pressing it? Nevertheless, Miju had already touched it with her fingertips and quickly read the article.
Siyun, having finished showering with only a towel draped over her, entered the kitchen. Water droplets that hadn’t yet dried from her hair fell, streaming down Siyun’s neck and chest.
“Already awake? I was going to toast some bread. It smells good.”
Embracing Miju’s back, who stood in front of the toaster, Siyun spoke. Only now realizing it, Miju put down her phone and took the bread out of the toaster.
Siyun, feeling Miju against her, murmured as if humming.
“What were you thinking?”
As if nothing had happened, Miju turned around, hugged Siyun’s waist, and said, “Hurry up and put on some clothes. We’re running late.”
However, as if Siyun had no intention of preparing for work, she once again placed her lips on Miju’s neck. Miju, who had been lightly bounding, felt her heartbeat accelerating.
Not wanting to leave marks on her delicate neck, Miju lowered her lips to less visible places.
“I don’t want to leave traces on your tender neck.”
Miju thought she should stop, but contrary to her thoughts, her body always welcomed Siyun first. And before she knew it, her hands were wrapped around Siyun’s shoulders and bare skin.
“Why is your heart beating so fast?”
Miju couldn’t tell. Whether her heart malfunctioned because of Siyun, or if it was due to the articles she had seen a moment ago.
Once again, countless articles that had resurfaced on the internet passed through Miju’s mind.
Phrases like these in the news about the marriage of the Taehan Foundation’s grandson and granddaughter-in-law made Miju feel uneasy.
Wanting to momentarily forget those articles, Miju drew closer to Siyun. Siyun, who had buried her face in Miju’s chest, softly murmured.
“Shall we go somewhere comfortable?”
Due to the heavy breaths, Miju couldn’t answer. Instead, she nodded to convey her intentions.
Siyun accepted it as a positive sign that Miju didn’t want to miss this moment rather than moving.
“How about here, then?”
Siyun lifted Miju onto the wide island.
Gracefully settling in front of Miju, Siyun, and Miju felt the cold marble floor beneath her short pants. Siyun lightly kissed Miju.
Already, Miju’s breath rose, and Siyun, looking at Miju’s flushed expression, wore a satisfied smile.
“We haven’t even started yet.”
At those words, Miju’s face turned even redder. Always getting excited first, feeling first, and getting tired first. Rather than becoming an easily ignited woman, she wanted to be as rational as Siyun, but it was a repeated failure.
Siyun’s lips persistently sought Miju’s lips.
Pushed back by Siyun, Miju, being pulled back, Siyun grabbed Miju’s waist. Gently pulled forward towards the island, Miju reached back to stabilize herself.
Clink.
The sound of dishes clashing was heard, then shortly after, a cup fell, making a sharp noise as a milk glass shattered.
Startled by the sound, Miju woke up, but Siyun was still leisurely enjoying the moment with Miju.
“Siyun, let’s stop now.”
As if regretful, Siyun let go of Miju’s lips. Despite being disheveled, Siyun, who draped only a towel over herself, looked as composed as before.
‘Did I get lost in my own thoughts?’
Miju was embarrassed about not being able to control herself and pushing and breaking the cup.
“Don’t think about other things.”
Did Siyun read her thoughts? Fearful of revealing more, Miju tried to get off the island.
“I should clean up the cups.”
“I’ll do it.”
Although she said that, Siyun seemed to have no intention of moving.
“Don’t look at news articles or worry about anything; it’s nothing.”
Siyun might have already known. Miju’s eyes widened.
“Even if it’s not Miss Miju, if you want to become part of the Taehan Foundation, you have to experience this at least once.”
“Still…”
Siyun blocked Miju’s words with her lips. Silently nodding her head, Miju held her lips.
“And don’t waver; just look at me.”
Together with Secretary Lim, Miju arrived at a wide department store.
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
