"Yes, yes I'll marry you," she leapt into his arms.

No words can describe how happy she was. He place the diamond ring on her fourth finger, on her right hand.

"Once we get married, you live with me."

"Who says I live with you?" She .

"Chae Yeon, you have to live with me. You can't expect me to live apart from you."

"I'm only kidding, of course I live with you," she giggles.

He sighs in relief.

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One year later.   

"Joon you're supposed to add cold water to the rice, then put it in the rice cooker."

"What did I do wrong?" He pouted.

"You didn't add any water, otherwise it would burn."

  "Mianhae, my dear wife."

  He wrapped his arms around from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder.

   "I think you should stay out of the kitchen Joon."

  "Why? I want to spend time with you."

  "I can't concentrate when you're this close."

  Chae Yeon was stir frying the vegetables.

    "You smell amazing," he inhaled her scent.

     "Stop it," she turned off the stove.

     "I can't help it, you drive me wild," he whispered