Shen Cheng’s consciousness was still blurry when she noticed a slight vibration around her.
As she opened her eyes, she saw Shi Yu wearing a black silk shirt, sitting in front of a small coffee table, his back towards her as he flipped through a business magazine.
Rubbing her eyes and looking up slightly, the small window revealed a blue sky within arm’s reach.
Unbeknownst to her, she had boarded his private plane while asleep.
Hearing movement behind him, Shi Yu turned around.
Seeing that she was awake, he leaned over to pinch her nose, his handsome face brimming with satisfaction.
Last night, he had thoroughly devoured this little woman to his heart’s content.
Shen Cheng swatted his hand away discontentedly, her brows knitting together.
Her whole body felt sore and weak, her back ached—all because the man in front of her was insatiable, demanding more and more, barely letting her close her eyes the entire night.
Shen Cheng’s throat felt dry; she reached out to get the water glass from the nearby table.
But a sudden soreness in her waist made her collapse back down as if boneless just as she attempted to rise.
Shi Yu’s lips curved slightly, he took a sip from the water glass, and then bent down to cover Shen Cheng’s lips with his own.
The sweet water was thus delivered into her mouth, followed by his tongue that slipped in, delicately sweeping over her teeth, sucking lightly and nipping gently.
The water she had not yet swallowed trailed down her slender jawline, glided along her neck, flowing over her collarbone.
Passing by countless purple love bites, it finally disappeared into her clothes.
The skin dampened by the water stains emitted an indescribable allure.
Shi Yu’s hand started to get restless; his fingers followed the trail of the water, sliding downward...
A crisp sound, Shen Cheng slapped his hand away.
She had almost been tormented by Shi Yu all of last night, making it very hard for her to feel good.
But it seemed as if Shi Yu had tasted the marrow and desired more, like sampling forbidden fruit, tirelessly wanting to take from her.
Deliberately ignoring his darkening facial expression from being rejected, Shen Cheng sprawled out on the bed with softness, closed her eyes, and prepared to continue catching up on sleep.
Shi Yu bent down to hug her, but she turned over irritably, throwing off the expensive silk quilt.
Shi Yu seized the moment to grab the quilt, tossed it behind him, and pressed his entire body on top of hers, supported only by his strong arms.
His hawk-like eyes narrowed, emitting dangerous signals.
"Need discipline, huh?"
He opened his mouth, bit Shen Cheng’s delicate nose tip, and applied just enough pressure to leave a faint mark of his teeth.
Shen Cheng felt a bit of pain, her eyebrows pinched together as she hummed softly, "It hurts."
Shi Yu continued to lightly bite, his voice muffled, "That’s the point, to make it hurt, so you’ll remember."
Not to be outdone, Shen Cheng reached up to hook his neck, tilting her head back to bite his nose in the same manner.
With force in her bite, she managed to make Shi Yu frown, his brooding eyes beginning to emit a chill.
Looking at his expression, Shen Cheng couldn’t help but want to laugh.
Not only did she fail to suppress her laughter, but she also sprayed saliva on that infuriatingly handsome face.
The menacing atmosphere quickly spread through the confined cabin.
"You’re quite something, Shen Chengzi!"
Shi Yu grabbed Shen Cheng’s delicate chin with one hand, a shadow casting over his eyes.
Shen Cheng could feel his anger, yet also felt that he hadn’t dared to use much strength, so her laughter grew even louder.
Stifling her laughter, she raised her hand and playfully poked his chest, "That, sorry, it wasn’t on purpose just now..."