Before Mu Wanxin finished speaking, Shen Wenxuan’s eyes suddenly brightened, and he pulled her straight to the parking lot.
"Wenxuan, where are you taking me? The guests are still here," Mu Wanxin asked in confusion after getting into the car.
Today was their engagement party, and the banquet hadn’t ended yet. Was it really okay for them to slip away ?
Moreover, one was dressed lightly and the other was in wet clothes.
Shen Wenxuan started the car. Hearing her words, he leaned over and planted a kiss at the corner of her lips, "Thank you for trusting me, darling. You’ll know once we get there."
Upon hearing Shen Wenxuan call her "darling," Mu Wanxin’s face flushed immediately.
They had grown up together and later became lovers. Over the past twenty years, Mu Wanxin had always called him Wenxuan, and Shen Wenxuan had always called her Wanxin.
This was the first time addressing her in such a way, causing her heart to skip a few beats.
The car drove all the way to Shen Wenxuan’s villa. Once parked, Shen Wenxuan directly carried Mu Wanxin out.
Feeling the slightly damp suit, Mu Wanxin couldn’t help but shiver.
Shen Wenxuan’s eyes darkened a bit, but he still held her and strode into the house, heading straight to the second floor.
Mu Wanxin tightly clung to Shen Wenxuan’s clothes. Even in the warm room, her body couldn’t stop trembling.
Shen Wenxuan lowered his head to gently soothe her, "It’s okay, don’t be scared."
While speaking, they had already entered the bedroom on the second floor. Shen Wenxuan used his foot to close the door.
With a "bang," Mu Wanxin’s body trembled again.
Seeing his shy little wife’s appearance, it seemed to trigger that suppressed urge, making his breathing more rapid.
Without stopping, he headed straight for the bathroom.
He didn’t care about himself, but his wife had been standing in the cold wind in such thin clothes for too long. A hot shower was a must, though right now, he just wanted to be with her.
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Before she could speak, her words were engulfed by Shen Wenxuan.
The kiss was fierce and urgent, as if to console her wounded heart, and more like proving something.
Not until they were both out of breath did Shen Wenxuan release her, his forehead resting against hers, speaking softly, "Wanxin, give yourself to me, okay?"
Under his intense attack, Mu Wanxin had already surrendered, her body heated up under the warm water.
Hearing his husky low voice, her heartbeat sped up even more.
The man in front of her had cared for her for over twenty years, never forced her into anything, and was particularly cautious about such matters.
He brought up this request not just because they had finally gotten engaged, but she knew he wanted to prove that he only had her in his heart.
How could she not be moved by such care?
But just thinking about the indescribable act, Mu Wanxin still felt scared and shy.
Mu Wanxin didn’t speak, but she reached out to wrap her arms around his neck.
Shen Wenxuan understood perfectly, his large hands finally removing his wet clothes...
Mu Xingfeng didn’t wait for the guests to leave and took An Ran back to the villa.
On the way, Liu Hu drove the car, cautiously glancing at the two people in the back seat.
For the first time since coming to the Imperial City, he felt that his boss, the Cold-faced Yama, seemed to have returned, making him more vigilant.
An Ran quietly sat in the back seat, gazing at the cold and handsome face beside her, the perfect jawline holding a chilling sharpness.