Dan Woo hung up the phone, anticipating a long, long night.
Upon descending to the first floor, Ji An asked.
“What did he say?”
Upon hearing Dan Woo’s story, Ji An nodded.
Dan Woo, who had gone to the outbuilding, returned in a few minutes with a carbon mat.
An awkward silence passed between the two people as they laid the carbon mat on the sofa.
Ji An carefully opened her mouth.
“Um, do you want to use it? I’m someone who can sleep anywhere, so I don’t need it.”
No, you should use it.
Casting a glance at Ji An, Dan Woo approached the firstfloor bedroom and opened his mouth.
“Just wait a moment.”
“No, you should use this. I don’t need it.”
Dan Woo paused his steps and looked back at Ji An.
He felt uneasy at her choice of giving in as if it was natural. No, to be precise, he was thinking of a way to get Ji An to use the mat.
He added in a calm voice.
“Let’s use it together.”
“Huh?”
Ji An usually chose to yield in most cases.
Due to the voluntary affection deprivation caused by her mother’s favoritism, she chose praise over blame and discomfort over comfort.
Ji An added a word sneakily, trying to keep Dan Woo’s mood from falling.
“So, you mean we should share the mat?”
Together. As he stroked the stiffening neck at that word, Dan Woo asked.
“If you’re going to insist on using it alone, that might be better.”
“So, are we sleeping together in the living room?”
Suddenly stiff, part of his body felt flustered, and Dan Woo turned around hastily.
What was he thinking?
Sleeping together? Even though he knew the real meaning of those words, his instinct had already thought of something else.
Ji An also rambled on incoherently.
It meant they had to lie down and sleep side by side. It was something she hadn’t even done with Ha Joon.
But Dan Woo didn’t seem to accept his concession either. And he couldn’t throw a tantrum insisting on using it alone.
Maybe she was making too much of just sleeping.
Ji An nodded her head and opened her lips.
“There is a fireplace in the living room. It’s not bad. It’s uncomfortable for either of us to use it alone. The mat together, the blankets separately. That would be better.”
Dan Woo, showing his vast and broad back as sturdy as his shoulders, stood like a wall and said nothing.
The few seconds of silence waiting for his response felt exceptionally long.
Ji An cautiously asked.
“But why did you come into this room?”
Dan Woo approached the bed, hiding his warming insides.
Perhaps the act of connecting with people was nothing more than a tool.
He had never hesitated to take what he needed. However, his business counterparts and Ji An were distinctly different.
So, he struggled to cool his heart.
“Um, Mr. Dan Woo!”
“Even if there is a fireplace, you can’t ignore the cold coming from the floor. It will be cold.”
“Huh?”
“What about moving the mattress to the living room?”
Without difficulty, Dan Woo moved the mattress he’d taken from the bed frame to the living room. He didn’t reject Ji An’s hand, who offered to help.
Ji An asked Dan Woo. She hated the awkward silence.
“Is this your first time in such a situation?”
“……”
Dan Woo put the mattress under the sofa and spread out the mat. Then he shook his head at Ji An.
As she laid the blanket and pillows on one side of the mattress, Ji An unfolded her memories from long ago.
“When I was in high school, my dad went on a business trip. Coincidentally, the boiler broke down that day. I somehow managed to sleep, but without hot water, it was a total predicament. I had to go to school, so I had to wash my hair. Do you know what I did? I washed it with cold water.”
The corners of Dan Woo’s lips curved slightly.
This time, it was high school girl Kim Ji An who had washed her hair in cold water and went to school in the middle of winter.
Her name was given by her father, and she had an old male friend who loved to cook.
In a few more days, he might know not only her family history but also other human relationships.
A good type to be scammed. A person too good to hurt. Hence, a person to worry about.
The thoughts about her that came to his mind were always the same.
As cold air rose from the cold floor, Ji An rubbed the top of her foot and wriggled her toes.
Dan Woo firmly held back his laugh and turned his gaze out the window.
He was going crazy with every move she made.
Why was his heart constantly ticklish?
Due to the temperature dropping below zero, the large window that brought in the courtyard view had turned frosty.
“Do you know what a ‘mulled wine’ is?”
Ji An asked a sudden question.
“Mulled wine? Hot wine?”
“Not hot wine, but something similar.”
“If translated directly, ‘vin’ is wine. ‘Chaud’ is hot. So, it’s vin chaud.”
At Ji An’s voice, which was close to the mainland pronunciation, Dan Woo raised his eyebrows.
Ji An added with a playful smile.
“I like languages. I’m also quite fast at learning. I’ve had vin chaud at the Eiffel Tower viewpoint.”
“Have you been to France?”
“Yes. I spent my twentysecond autumn there.”
“Twentysecond autumn?”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
