As soon as she returned to the mansion, Shen Cheng kicked off her high heels.
On the way back, her ears remained red.
The phrase "continue back home" haunted her like a curse, popping into her mind now and then.
Probably because she knew him too well; he always did what he said, saying they would continue back home meant they definitely would...
Barefoot, she ran upstairs, wanting to reach the room and lock the door before him.
But she had barely taken a few steps up the staircase when the man behind her grabbed her arm.
Shi Yu didn’t even use much strength to confine her within his embrace.
"Baby, why are you in more of a hurry than me?"
His deep voice, playful, entered Shen Cheng’s ears accompanied by his warm breath, making her heartbeat unconsciously quicken.
She looked up to refute him, but he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Seizing the moment her lips parted slightly, Shi Yu explored with the tip of his tongue...
His kiss was a tempest wrapped in gentleness, quickly making Shen Cheng’s legs go weak, barely able to stand.
Shi Yu’s arms tightly embraced Shen Cheng’s waist, as if wanting to integrate her into his being.
"Don’t... I’m a bit tired tonight."
Shen Cheng gently pushed against his chest, her voice becoming somewhat unstable due to his passion.
"I’m the one moving, what are you tired for?"
He bit her earlobe, whispering lowly into her ear.
His words could only lead thoughts towards that direction.
Shen Cheng’s cheeks inevitably grew hotter.
Shi Yu gave her a look and smiled, then bent over to scoop her up horizontally.
Suddenly feeling weightless, Shen Cheng involuntarily wrapped her arms around his neck.
And at that moment, Shi Yu took big strides towards the upstairs.
Arriving outside the bedroom, he kicked open the intricately carved Phoebe door with one foot, the door banging loudly against the wall.
Shen Cheng frowned, "Can’t you be more gentle?"
Shi Yu looked down at her, his smile deep and meaningful, "The gentleness you mentioned, is it for the door, or for you?"
Seeing Shen Cheng silent, Shi Yu’s smile became even more enchanting, then he added: "Don’t worry, towards you, I am always gentle."
Carrying Shen Cheng to the bed, Shi Yu gave her no chance to escape and pressed down on her.
No sooner had his body touched hers than her skin began to heat up, desiring more.
Shen Cheng bit her lip, this was so embarrassing!
Shi Yu, noticing her discomfort, leaned down close to her, kissing her gently from her forehead, inch by inch across her face.
Shi Yu’s voice was husky, holding back despite being nearly out of control, as if waiting for her to verbally consent.
"No, I don’t want it!"
Shen Cheng turned her face away in a huff, avoiding his purposeful gaze.
Shi Yu pinched her chin, turning her face back towards him, looking down at her with a chuckle, "Don’t want it? Then why are you breathing so heavily?"
Shen Cheng took a deep breath, facing his irreverent eyes, "I’m not breathing heavily!"
In the end, Shi Yu sealed her lips with his, silencing her words.
In the vast room, the ambiguous atmosphere spread everywhere, soft moans echoing, the scene utterly bewitching...