I had a strange dream. While waiting for Eun-jae in the car, I briefly closed my eyes, and I saw a peach tree in the Rabbit Pool Garden we had visited before, bearing colorful and tempting peaches.
I felt strangely captivated. Even though I hadn’t gone near any peaches, maybe it was just a dream. Not satisfied with merely approaching, I reached out and plucked peaches with my own hands. In that moment, the peaches, greatly transformed, sparkled with a golden light as they nestled in my arms in this peculiar dream.
“Oh, it tickles.”
Although it was just a dream, and I neither touched nor ate anything, my body felt strangely itchy. Even after waking up from the dream, Sun-woo absentmindedly kept brushing his forearm.
Sun-woo stretched and propped his fist on the steering wheel. Then, he gazed out of the car window, where fine raindrops were falling.
Somehow, the intense summer heat had eased, and it was an evening with a moist rain announcing the arrival of autumn.
This year, it rained a lot. There were so many things that happened in a year, almost unbelievable events.
The most significant harvest this year was welcoming Eun-jae as my wife. No matter how much I think about it, it was a good decision. Then, Sun-woo suddenly found himself looking at his own hand.
The sensation, temperature, and scent of her hand when she held mine. The hand that gently stroked my head, comforting and healing. Wasn’t it because of Eun-jae’s touch, so similar to his, that he found stability and solace?
At this moment, he began to doubt whether becoming a thoracic surgeon was the master plan of the artisan.
Indulging in various thoughts and smiling to himself, Sun-woo was startled when someone knocked on the car window.
As soon as he confirmed the face beyond the car window, Sun-woo’s lips curved gently. The face with a smiling expression holding a purple umbrella was dazzling.
After Sun-woo half-lowered the car window, he extended an invitation beyond it.
“Get in. What are you doing there? It’s raining.”
“Lower the window a bit more.”
Sun-woo chuckled and lowered the driver’s seat window without any suspicion. As the window almost reached the bottom, a hand intruded on the driver’s side and pulled Sun-woo’s chin.
It was a brief but intense kiss. Even after the tingling lips separated, Sun-woo’s gaze remained fixed on Eun-jae’s lips.
Though it wasn’t impulsive, it had already been thought through, drawn countless times in his mind, and executed, yet his heart raced steeply. Just as a brief silence passed, Eun-jae, who became awkward, opened her moist lips.
“I wanted to try this—”
The hand gently wrapped around the back of her neck tightened, and the words and lips she intended to use were neatly swallowed as they looked nice together. When Eun-jae’s lips, now closer than before, opened slightly, it happened.
“This should do for now; the rest can be done inside the car.”
They arrived at the main house parking lot. When Sun-woo just got out of the car, he extended his hand towards Eun-jae.
Knowing what he was asking for, Eun-jae, with mischief in her eyes, tilted her head as if she didn’t understand. Sun-woo urged her again, shaking his hand.
“Hurry up.”
As Eun-jae hid her hands behind her back, Sun-woo flashed an inexplicable smile. When she realized his intention, her head was already leaning close.
After a brief kiss, Sun-woo moved away, and as he approached again, Eun-jae covered his mouth with both hands.
“Again!”
“Why, wasn’t that what you wanted me to do?”
“I can’t stop you. Do I really like it that much?”
It might have been a simple yet cliché question.
“Yes, more than you can imagine.”
However, the answer from him was always so special that she couldn’t help but ask repeatedly.
Smiling satisfactorily at the response, Eun-jae gently patted Sun-woo’s back and used her thumb to meticulously wipe his lips. Silently observing, Sun-woo gently grabbed her delicate wrist, and Eun-jae swallowed her thumb into his mouth.
Surprised, Eun-jae tried to pull her hand back while glancing around, but overcoming his strength was not an easy task. Not caring, he continued to play with the swallowed finger, making Eun-jae moan faintly.
The sight was reminiscent of a well-ripened peach. Was this the dream he had dreamed of?
“How about eating this next time after dinner? I can’t stand it.”
“Just endure a little.”
Smiling warmly, Eun-jae’s fingers delved between Sun-woo’s fingers.
“Because it’s nighttime.”
They entered the main house holding hands.
Whether it was because of the rain or the crowd, the inside of the main house was chaotic. Sun-woo put on slippers and made his presence known.
“We’ve arrived.”
“Eun-jae!”
Calling Eun-jae’s name from the kitchen, Eun-jeong rushed out like an arrow. Running towards Eun-jae, Eun-jeong warmly hugged her.
“How have you been? I’m sorry.”
“What’s there to be sorry about.”
During their journey to the main house, Sun-woo had explained everything to Eun-jeong.
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
