“Go to sleep.”
Mijoo looked at Siyun with drowsy eyes.
“Do you want some water?”
Mijoo shook her head.
“Are you feeling dizzy?”
Again, she shook her head.
Siyun couldn’t hold back anymore. He wanted to hold her for just a little while, to feel her breath. He gently embraced Mijoo.
Mijoo, with her eyes closed, naturally raised her arms to meet Siyun. Her small, warm body snuggled perfectly into his arms.
“Just until you fall asleep.”
Mijoo nodded slightly in his embrace. Siyun’s lips were close to her forehead.
Trying not to wake her, Siyun let out a gentle sigh. At that moment, his lips brushed against Mijoo’s forehead.
Siyun quickly wrapped his arms around her head, not wanting to cross any lines.
“Go to sleep.”
“My heart is racing, I can’t sleep.”
“That happens when you drink. Your blood vessels expand and your heart beats faster.”
He knew that wasn’t what she meant, but he gave a trivial response.
“It’s not because of the alcohol.”
“Then?”
“It’s racing because Kim Siyun is next to me.”
Such unexpected provocation.
Siyun was at a loss for words at her bold move, as surprising as a spy crossing the border unannounced in the middle of the night.
“Do you mean that, or are you just saying it?”
“What?”
“If you don’t sleep now, I won’t be so considerate.”
“But I really can’t sleep because it’s hard to breathe with Kim Siyun holding me so tightly.”
“Oh.”
Realizing he was holding her too tightly, Siyun moved back to face Mijoo. She comfortably blinked her half-closed eyes, and the faint scent of wine wafted from her slightly parted lips.
Suddenly, Siyun enveloped her lips with his.
Startled at first by his sudden kiss, Mijoo soon closed her eyes and felt his lips.
A sticky and slippery sensation spread from their lips throughout her body. Whether it was the alcohol or Siyun’s kiss, Mijoo’s body was languid.
Siyun’s body overlaid Mijoo’s, fitting perfectly without any gap.
With the heat of the kiss and the weight of Siyun, Mijoo’s chest heaved rapidly. Sensing this, Siyun slightly pulled away his lips and body, giving Mijoo a moment to breathe.
“Is it too much for you?”
Mijoo shook her head as if to say she was fine and exhaled a hot breath between her half-open lips.
Feeling Mijoo’s breath, Siyun pushed his hot breath through her parted lips, filling her with his presence.
Smooth and warm, she was felt. And the small, warm Mijoo was also wandering inside Siyun’s mouth.
Siyun would approach, then retreat. He would shrink back, then come close again. He gently wrapped around and bit.
Mijoo’s provocation did not go unanswered by Siyun. As they continued, they both became addicted to each other’s thick and soft lips. Biting and pulling, their desire remained unsatisfied.
This time, Siyun trailed up Mijoo’s jawline to reach her soft earlobe. There, he released a hot kiss into her ear.
The sound of his movements in Mijoo’s ear sent shivers down her body.
Siyun pulled away and embraced Mijoo fully.
‘Spending our first night together like this.’
Siyun couldn’t keep holding the intoxicated Mijoo. For her sake, he had to step back.
He gently stroked Mijoo’s back. His touch calmed her breathing, and soon she was breathing evenly, asleep.
Siyun was excited and overwhelmed just by Mijoo being beside him, yet she fell asleep so effortlessly.
He wanted to wake her and imprint himself on her. However, Siyun could only hold Mijoo tightly, suppressing his desires.
As the warm sunlight filled the bedroom, Mijoo woke up.
Her head hurt and her body felt heavy. She was experiencing a terrible hangover from last night’s wine.
Holding her aching head, she recalled the events.
Siyun had swiftly handled the business of marriage and adeptly coped with his grandfather’s sudden visit.
With a few phone calls, he reserved the resort and arranged for delivery of items they would use for their three-day stay.
He displayed a remarkable combination of gentleness and charisma.
‘It’s unbelievable that we had a wedding and honeymoon just because of a contract.’
But last night felt unbelievably happy and warm.
The delicious dinner, the wine, and the charming man, Kim Siyun.
Though her head ached terribly and her stomach churned from the wine.
“Cultural relic my foot. The hangover’s the same. Expensive garbage.”
Suddenly, Mijoo felt a chill on the back of her head.
“Garbage? I remember talking about some trash yesterday.”
That’s when Mijoo realized she couldn’t remember much from last night.
She had finished dinner with Siyun and exchanged stories. Then, as the conversation continued, Mijoo sipped the wine Siyun poured.
She mustered the courage to ask Siyun when he started liking men. Then her memory blacked out.
“Ah, this is driving me crazy. Why can’t I remember that!”
She had gathered so much courage to ask that question, and now she couldn’t remember his answer.
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
