His commanding voice, though piercingly cold, unexpectedly warmed someone’s heart.
Shen Cheng sat there in a daze, letting him drape the clothes over her, neither refusing nor resisting.
Like a wildcat, always ready to lash out with claws that could leave one’s skin lacerated, when had she ever been so docile?
Seeing she didn’t move, Shi Yu leaned in, using his slender hands to adjust the coat around her.
Her frame was small, easily enveloped by his clothes, covering the exposed skin around her navel.
His face was close to hers, his shallow breaths lightly spilling over her face.
A faint fragrance, mixed with a rich scent of cigars, swiftly filled her lungs.
Before, she disliked men who smoked, simply because she hated the smell.
But now, she found she didn’t dislike the smell of smoke, and she didn’t know when that had changed.
She once read this line in a book: When you suddenly change a habit, it must be for someone.
So did she change her habit because of this man?
She quickly withdrew her thoughts, trying to disperse those inexplicable things from her heart and mind.
But when his face suddenly came closer, she actually didn’t dodge!
Not only did she not dodge, she damn well... responded in kind.
He was like a bewitching creature, possessing a face so handsome it could spark jealousy in women, his brows, nose, lips, and chin all sharply defined as if sculpted.
Watching his lips about to touch hers, her heart started pounding fiercely.
Nervousness, yes, it was nervousness, her first time feeling nervous!
His face drew closer and closer, about to kiss...
Shi Yu whispered into her ear, then stood up and strode out.
Shen Cheng was dumbstruck for a second before realizing she’d been played.
Damn, how embarrassing!
She jumped down from the high stool, paid the bill, and then walked out.
Exiting the bar, Shi Yu was leaning against his car smoking, a pose both languid and casual that added a sense of allure and unruliness to him.
He was like a king, his every move exuding nobility.
Young girls entering and leaving the bar couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration when they saw him.
A scantily clad tattooed woman walked past, pressing her chest against the hood of the car, striking a sexy pose, and fluttered her eyelashes at Shi Yu, "Handsome guy, wanna hang out?"
Indeed, a true devil, wherever he went, women wanted to claim him.
Shen Cheng went over, and next to the tattooed woman, she struck an even more provocative pose; although her good figure was wrapped up in an oversized coat, her charm was still captivating.
Hearing this, the tattooed woman couldn’t help but laugh seductively, pulling down the clothing on her shoulder to reveal a swath of white skin.
Shen Cheng, seeing this, couldn’t help but curl the corner of her mouth; she didn’t employ the same tactic, instead, she ambiguously curled her little finger at Shi Yu, "Come here."
Her soft voice carried a full load of seduction.
It must be said, she was a natural enchantress as if a little fairy lived within her, easily capable of snatching away one’s soul.
Shi Yu placed the cigarette in his mouth, took a drag, bent down, and blew a ring of smoke into Shen Cheng’s face.
Seeing his action, the tattooed woman beside her was smitten, mimicking Shen Cheng, curling her finger at Shi Yu, "Handsome guy, come here, will you?"