Was it time to give her space, or to get a bit closer? He decided to gently pull her in, feeling it was time to get slightly closer.
“The pasta looks good.”
He smiled lightly and stood next to her by the induction cooker.
“It’s my first time making it, so it’s just okay. It’s a bit salty… or maybe bland?”
“I guess I should taste the seasoning again.”
“I’ve tried adjusting it several times…”
“It’s my first time making it, so it’s just so-so. Maybe a bit too salty… or perhaps a bit bland?”
“I should check the seasoning again.”
“I’ve already checked it several times…”
It wasn’t just several times; in fact, Da-jeong had tirelessly checked it. She tilted her head and trailed off her words slightly.
“I’ll have a look.”
“Oh, will you? That might be better.”
Da-jeong’s taste buds were likely dulled from tasting too much while cooking. It was a relief that Tae-sang could give a more accurate assessment.
With joy, Da-jeong picked up the chopsticks. Maybe he could provide a proper solution after tasting it.
“……?”
As she turned the chopsticks toward him, Tae-sang just stood there, blinking and looking at her. He glanced briefly at the pasta as if waiting for something.
Is he expecting to be fed?
Da-jeong stared blankly at Tae-sang, surprised. The Tae-sang she knew wasn’t one for such expressions. Realizing his intent, he nudged the chopsticks toward the pan.
“Alright.”
Da-jeong smiled slightly and picked up some pasta noodles.
She had been encountering his audacious side quite often lately.
Surely, this behavior was reserved just for her, perhaps to make her feel comfortable. The thought of this different side of the usually stoic man made her heart flutter slightly.
Da-jeong placed the chopsticks in the center of the frying pan and twirled them a few times. The noodles wrapped around the chopsticks like cotton candy.
Lifting the chopsticks, she blew gently, sending a white steam into the air. She supported the bottom with her other hand and brought the pasta to Tae-sang’s mouth.
“Here you go.”
Tae-sang leaned forward slightly, looking only at her face and not opening his mouth.
His gaze seemed fixed on her cheek. Da-jeong, already feeling her cheeks burning, found the heat intensifying.
A pleased smile appeared on Tae-sang’s lips.
“Hurry up and eat.”
Da-jeong held the chopsticks still, averting her gaze slightly as she spoke. Tae-sang wrapped his hand around hers and gently leaned in.
His red lips parted smoothly and lightly bit the tip of the chopsticks. Da-jeong flinched slightly at the sensation on her fingertips.
“It’s delicious.”
Tae-sang said so, slowly releasing her hand.
“Really? Just saying that… Oh, it’s smeared.”
Da-jeong suddenly stopped speaking.
There was a bit of olive oil on his lips, possibly from a strand of pasta that hadn’t been wrapped properly.
She felt a bit sorry and worried if it might be hot. Picking up a linen towel from the countertop, she approached his face to wipe it.
As she gently dabbed and cleaned, his lips slowly curled.
“……”
Her hand froze in puzzlement.
Was he happy?
Happy about the kind gesture of being cleaned up, or was it her touch he enjoyed? She couldn’t pinpoint exactly what pleased him.
Da-jeong inadvertently looked up, her breath hitching.
He was smiling. A dangerously beautiful smile.
Frozen, Da-jeong stared blankly.
“……”
“Staring at me like that, does it mean you like my face?”
“Of, of course…”
“Of course…?”
He softly prodded for the unspoken words, even though he clearly knew what she meant.
Da-jeong bit her lip once, then mumbled softly.
“Of course, I like it. Very much.”
His sharply carved eyes, prominent nose, and full lips flushed with a hint of red.
No one could resist such a face. Da-jeong found him slightly annoying for making her say such shy words.
“Then touch it.”
As she averted her gaze elsewhere, he made a startling suggestion.
If you like it, touch it.
In that moment, Da-jeong realized her thoughts in the car yesterday weren’t wrong.
The desire to touch what you like. This simple, direct longing was all too natural for Tae-sang.
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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