Confirming she hadn’t misheard, Shen Cheng frowned deeply, her delicate face crumpling up. "Why buy a ring if nothing’s the matter?"
"To replace the wedding ring."
"I’m not used to wearing rings. Buy something else!" Shen Cheng felt that even though the marriage was legitimate, wearing a ring was appropriate, but it still felt a bit sudden.
"We can buy other things, but a ring is a must." Shi Yu was always domineering. Once he decided something, he wouldn’t easily change his mind.
"Whether you buy it is your business, but whether I wear it is mine. If you insist on buying it, I can’t stop you, but don’t force me to wear it."
Shen Cheng said this precisely because she knew him too well: arrogant and forceful, making him irresistible.
Hearing him say that, Shen Cheng felt relieved, her eyebrows relaxing as she closed her eyes once more.
Being held by him , she felt an exceptional sense of security, as if she had never felt so serene before.
She remembered those days six years ago when she played hide and seek, so bleak that she didn’t even have a place to shelter from the weather.
If this man had appeared during her most vulnerable times, she would surely have fallen for him already.
He was the epitome of grace and power, insufferably arrogant, the golden boy that every woman dreamed of marrying.
His arrival turned her life upside down, also giving her the chance for revenge.
At this thought, she couldn’t help but curve her lips in a smile, so pure and clear.
Shen Cheng didn’t have the habit of lingering in bed, so she hadn’t really fallen asleep, whereas Shi Yu quickly dozed off, and deeply at that.
His stable breathing gently brushed against her ear, giving her a tingling sensation.
She shifted slightly, and just as she moved a little, he was alerted, pulling her closer, hugging her waist more tightly, burying his face in her neck.
This move of his sent Shen Cheng’s heart into chaos again, thudding wildly out of control.
This is bad, she must have been enchanted by this demon, otherwise, she wouldn’t be reacting .
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, but just then, Shi Yu turned his body to the side, lifting one leg to drape over hers.
Feeling him up close, Shen Cheng could unmistakably sense the firmness of his certain part.
Fuck! This is way too intimate!
Her face flushed, and it felt burning hot.
Hearing Shi Yu’s voice, Shen Cheng belatedly realized that not only was her face burning, but her body was also searing along with it.
Describing her body temperature as having a high fever of fifty degrees wouldn’t be an exaggeration.
"I’m hot!" Shen Cheng tried to stay calm and pushed against his chest, "You’re nearly smothering me to death!"
Shen Cheng’s acting skills, although not extremely convincing, were far from clumsy.
Shi Yu opened his eyes and saw the faint sweat on her forehead, furrowing his brows, "Is it really that hot?"
As he spoke, he even reached out to touch her forehead, checking the temperature to make sure she wasn’t feverish.
"I’m not feverish." Shen Cheng pushed his hand away, avoiding contact with him, otherwise her high temperature would be hard to subside.
Shi Yu pulled his hand back with a cold expression, leapt down from the bed, grabbed a bath towel from the floor to wrap around his waist, and then turned to look at her, "Get up and take a shower."
Without waiting for Shen Cheng to reply, he turned and walked into the bathroom, adjusted the water temperature, and began filling the large circular bathtub.