Faced with the immediate situation, he couldn’t think of a concrete solution.
“We both have the right to assert our marital life as per the contract.”
“I’m not yet ready to claim my rights.”
Seeing Mijoo’s unease, Siyun returned to his rational self.
“There are two ways you can choose from.”
Mijoo focused intently, curious about Siyun’s solutions.
“Do you remember this clause in the contract?”
“Which one?”
“Early termination of the contract.”
Why bring up early contract termination in this situation?
“Are you hoping for termination because you think I won’t fulfill the contract?”
“Absolutely not. What about you?”
Mijoo needed time but didn’t dislike the arrangement with Siyun, especially with his grandfather involved. She wanted to honor her commitment.
“I don’t wish for termination either.”
Relieved to know Mijoo’s feelings, Siyun firmly shook her hand.
“A verbal agreement is still a contract. Let’s not mention early termination or violation of major terms again.”
Siyun’s eyes sparkled.
“Alright, now let go of my hand.”
Reluctantly releasing her hand, Siyun asked about the second option.
“I’d rather not say it out loud,” he said, his expression serious.
“No unwanted contact. Will that make you feel safer?”
Siyun looked displeased but had no choice if it meant reassuring Mijoo.
“Okay, I agree. No unwanted contact. Just adhere to this.”
He asked for confirmation, almost as if re-affirming it with Mijoo.
“Yes.”
“No regrets.”
“Who said anything about regrets?”
Mijoo, who had often found herself fantasizing about Siyun, felt like her secret thoughts were exposed and defensively retorted.
“Deal. Shall we shake hands again?”
Siyun extended his hand, but Mijoo just stared at his fingertips. Siyun, feeling awkward, clenched and then relaxed his hand.
“Avoiding unwanted contact is necessary. If you don’t want it, Mijoo,” Siyun said, ready to retract his hand.
However, Mijoo grabbed his hand nonchalantly. “A handshake is fine. What’s the harm in that?”
Despite the coolness, Siyun’s large hand enveloped Mijoo’s small one, feeling so warm it seemed to melt her hand.
Mijoo broke the handshake first, but Siyun continued to hold it warmly before gently letting go.
Why did such a simple touch make Mijoo feel so flushed?
‘Wow, didn’t know I was so sensitive to touch.’
Mijoo decided to be more cautious in the future, but wondered how effective it would be, especially with Siyun around, emanating such a strong masculine presence.
A soft sigh escaped Mijoo’s lips.
She took a glass of water from the table to calm herself. Siyun also sat down across from her.
“Looks like you like pink, Mijoo.”
“Why pink all of a sudden?”
“Yesterday was pink, today too.”
Confused, Mijoo tilted her head, trying to decipher his meaning but to no avail.
“What’s pink?”
Siyun gestured to his broad shoulder.
Following his gesture, Mijoo looked down at her shoulder. Her t-shirt had slipped, revealing a bright pink strap.
“Oops.”
Mijoo quickly adjusted her clothing.
“What about it?”
“I wanted to fix it quietly, but we agreed not to touch each other, right? Asking would have been weird too.”
Mijoo felt embarrassed, while Siyun seemed totally at ease.
“Why did you have to point it out? Couldn’t you just ignore it?”
“Touch requires mutual consent, but words are always free, right?”
Mijoo felt she might lose this round again. She should’ve stayed silent.
“Ah, I have something else to say.”
“What is it?”
Mijoo inwardly scolded herself for responding.
“Right now, you look quite seductive, you know?”
Mijoo stiffened at Siyun’s comment.
She checked herself again. The deep neckline of her t-shirt exposed her shoulders regardless of how she moved. The short shorts were so covered by the shirt, it almost looked like she wasn’t wearing any.
“Mijoo and I may limit physical contact, but don’t think of stopping my words or thoughts.”
Mijoo felt like she’d fallen into Siyun’s trap again, and the thought of what explicit words might come from him made her head spin.
Her gaze shifted to Siyun’s mouth, anticipating what he might say next.
The Villainous Demon Lord Laid an Egg for Her (Female-Dominated)
Several months after transmigrating into a book, Yu Wu found herself facing the demon lord Li You, who could no longer conceal his dragon horns. With one hand on her aching waist and the other gripping a sharp sword, she stared at him.
The demon lord’s eyes were red with fury:
“This is all your doing! Today, I won’t rest until I kill you!”
Yu Wu rubbed her temples. Putting aside the taboo against bloodshed during pregnancy, wasn’t it this very man who willingly walked into her trap that day?!
Warnings:
- Male pregnancy.
- Height ratios are set to mirror typical male-female height proportions.
- Characters include a foot-loving demon lord and an eldest daughter from an immortal family’s concubine lineage.
