Back at the mansion, the sky was already pitch black.
Shi Yu got out of the car, opened the back door, and unknowingly, Shen Cheng had already fallen asleep.
Her pale delicate hand tightly clutched the handmade suit that wrapped around her, not relaxing even in deep sleep.
Her little face was tightly furrowed together, and her eyebrows occasionally twitched slightly, as if she was dreaming about something.
Shi Yu bent down to carry her out of the car, glanced at her, and a doting smile spread across his lips.
Turning around, he strode into the hall.
The crystal chandeliers in the hall were lighting up, the dim yellow light filled every corner, making it appear mysterious and luxurious.
The servants saw his return and immediately fetched a pair of clean shoes from the shoe cabinet to change for him.
"Young Master, the Young Madam she..."
Vaguely smelling a hint of alcohol and seeing how deeply Shen Cheng was sleeping in his arms, the servant thought she was drunk and wanted to ask if he needed to make some hangover soup.
But before he could finish speaking, Shi Yu stopped him with a look, and the servant immediately shut his mouth, silently stepping aside and letting him through with a side step.
Shi Yu carried Shen Cheng upstairs, returned to the bedroom, gently placed her on the bed, turned on the bedside lamp, took off her shoes for her, and pulled up the covers over her.
He leaned on the bed with his hand, bent down, looked sideways at the sleeping woman, and a few stray hairs slightly draped over her forehead, shedding her usual stern demeanor, appearing slightly sexy.
He was like a satiated lion, taking great pleasure in admiring Shen Cheng’s sleeping face, with the smile on his lips becoming more evident.
His distinct fingers quietly adjusted a strand of hair by her ear, he squinted his eyes, then turned over and got off the bed.
He turned and walked into the bathroom, and soon the sound of rushing water came—
Shen Cheng was not sleeping very deeply, and when she heard the noise, she woke up.
She rubbed her bleary eyes, glanced around the familiar surroundings, and then realized where she was.
The scene in the car replayed slowly in her mind, the restricted level image made her heartbeat accelerate uncontrollably.
Thinking of this, both her palms and back of her hands were sweaty, she had never been so nervous before.
She propped herself up on the bed, looked in the direction of the bathroom, and through the glass door, the reflection of a tall and fit silhouette.
Shen Cheng’s face instantly reddened, and her heart began to beat uncontrollably.
She forcefully bit her lip, her lips sporting multiple red marks from her biting, it looked alarming, but she felt no pain.
Having kept herself pure for so many years, was tonight truly the night it would be given away?
To give? Or not to give...
She had no idea that hesitating between giving and not giving was actually a decision made.
Shen Cheng looked up upon hearing the sound, not knowing when, Shi Yu had already come out from the bathroom, standing in front of the bed, his deep-set eyes gazing at her.
The moisture wet his dark dense hair, a water droplet fell from his tousled hair onto his bronze chest, slowly trailing down along his defined Adonis belt and disappearing into the shadow of the white towel wrapped around his waist...
Seemingly perceiving the little thoughts in Shen Cheng’s mind, a mischievous glint appeared in Shi Yu’s eyes.
He leaned forward, the towel slipping to his hips due to the movement, provoking endless fantasies...
Suddenly, he reached out to lift Shen Cheng’s delicate chin, his mischievous eyes gradually becoming intense, his lips slightly parted, "Want to sleep with me?"