An Xiaoyu’s body stiffened instinctively, her eyes tightly closed, as though waiting for some arrangement by fate.
However, what reached her ears was the voice of Shen Yufeng.
"Dear wife, how should I put it, tonight is also our wedding night. Am I to guard an empty room all by myself? Do you have the heart? Hmm?"
Shen Yufeng’s voice was laden with endless grievance, irresistible, and even more heartrending!
Did she have the heart?
An Xiaoyu suddenly felt that if she could still insist on sleeping on the sofa after Shen Yufeng said such words, she would truly become an unforgivable sinner through the ages.
She never imagined that the aloof Shen Yufeng would be so irresistible! ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽
An Xiaoyu’s face turned crimson in an instant.
"That, I’ll just sleep here tonight. Could you move away a bit? I can’t catch my breath!"
An Xiaoyu’s words fell, and immediately her body felt much more relaxed.
But, Shen Yufeng’s big hand was still tightly wrapped around her.
An Xiaoyu hardly dared to breathe too heavily.
She held her breath and waited with bated caution, but Shen Yufeng didn’t speak, nor did he make any other movements.
This tense and suffocating feeling was driving her crazy!
Could it not be put simply?
Is it fun to kill with a blunt knife?
An Xiaoyu took a deep breath, deciding to grab Shen Yufeng’s big hand and move it aside.
But the warmth of his palm made her feel somewhat attached to it.
She moved her hand a bit, but ultimately... she didn’t have the heart to withdraw his hand.
An Xiaoyu was immensely conflicted.
Why were her feelings so complicated, so bewilderingly helpless?
To think that she would crave his embrace ...
Oh no... she was really beyond saving!
"Why is your face so red?"
A pleasant voice sounded by her ear, with a hint of teasing in its tone.
An Xiaoyu took another deep breath. Could she say it was because the hug was too tight?
"I’ve just come out from a hot bath, so I’m feeling warm!"
Shen Yufeng chuckled again.
"And, your heartbeat... why is it so fast?"
His voice, noble and languid, yet with a touch of huskiness, entered her ears, seeming like currents of electricity running through her body.
He had done nothing, merely speaking beside her ear, yet she was almost unable to resist!
"What’s it to you? If I want it to go fast, it’ll go fast! If it doesn’t beat, wouldn’t I be dead?"
Shen Yufeng laughed softly once more, the sound so light and melodious, it shouldn’t be too pleasing to the ear.
He was merely holding her , just that and nothing more, so why was she the one losing her composure first?
No, no, this couldn’t go on, being so close to him.
An Xiaoyu struggled a few times within Shen Yufeng’s embrace, trying to escape from that suffocatingly sweet trap.
At that moment, Shen Yufeng’s voice was lazy and enchanting, yet brooked no disagreement.
"Keep moving, and you’ll bear the consequences yourself!"
Bear the consequences herself?
Upon hearing Shen Yufeng’s words, An Xiaoyu’s body immediately froze, daring not to move anymore.
"Good girl, let’s sleep."
Shen Yufeng said in a low voice, his tone very gentle and indulgently sweet, as if a good-natured parent coaxing a naughty child.
Just four simple words, yet they warmed the very depths of An Xiaoyu’s heart.
Shen Yufeng held her in his arms, leaving her with no chance to escape.