NOVPUBChapter 403: 403, Getting closer, involuntarily
Chapter 403: 403, Getting closer, involuntarily
A tall and aloof man, carrying an air of cold arrogance, entered the room with a card key.
Shi Yuhuan, impeccably dressed in a white suit today, bore a complexion as pristine as snow and radiated a trace of warmth.
He smoothly closed the door and inserted the room key.
The room’s lights illuminated Song Qinghuan, who appeared to be soundly sleeping on the bed. His deep, dark eyes narrowed momentarily, seemingly puzzled and surprised by her presence there.
A chilling tension pervaded the room, and it was so silent that one might hear a pin drop.
With an unemotional glance, Shi Yuhuan surveyed the room with icy eyes, finally resting on the empty milk cup on the bedside table.
With a smoothened brow, he seemed to grasp what was happening.
Li Qianze, always one to act on his own accord.
Shi Yuhuan’s gaze lingered briefly on Song Qinghuan before he abruptly turned to leave.
However, after only two steps, he hesitated transiently, made a U-turn and approached Song Qinghuan.
Sitting by the bed, he watched her sleeping peacefully. He gently stroked her forehead with his elegant hand and tenderly smoothed out her messy hair.
Ever since Song Qinghuan came out of the hot spring, she had been wearing just a bathrobe without changing. At this moment, the collar was slightly open, revealing her porcelain collarbone.
Shi Yuhuan slowly reached out to adjust her clothes, fearing that she might catch a cold.
Upon touching her creamy skin, as smooth as milk, he couldn’t bring himself to withdraw. The desire in his eyes gradually intensified.
Shi Yuhuan slowly leaned down, resting his head in the nape of Song Qinghuan’s neck, as if restraining the overwhelming emotions within him.
Despite his best attempts to maintain control, Shi Yuhuan ended up kissing Song Qinghuan. He gently caressed her lips, softly and sparingly, not daring to deepen it, tracing her lip line with the tip of his tongue.
He didn’t know what Li Qianze had given Song Qinghuan and feared that pushing too far might wake her.
Gradually, kissing alone couldn’t satisfy Shi Yuhuan, his hand began to explore around her waist. 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓹𝓾𝓫.𝒸ℴ𝓶
All this while, Shi Yuhuan couldn’t sleep peacefully. His mind was full of Song Qinghuan – her breath, her warmth, her laughter, her tears…
At this very moment, Song Qinghuan was right in front of him, at their closest. Given Shi Yuhuan’s domineering nature, how could he let this opportunity pass?
Song Qinghuan’s bathrobe was now open, leaving her naked beneath him. He undid his own constraints, kissing her lips again before plunging deep within.
Song Qinghuan suddenly furrowed her brows. She had a dream, a dream where someone was pressing down on her, making it hard for her to breathe. She wanted to open her eyes to see who it was, but she just couldn’t, feeling so drowsy. She tried to push the person away off her, but she couldn’t lift her hands, as if they were bound.
Is this a nightmare?
Feeling a bit panicked, Song Qinghuan faintly perceived a familiar scent lingering. Was it…
Although in denial, she still recognised the scent that specifically belonged to Shi Yuhuan.
Her heart started to tremble involuntarily. What the hell? Why did she dream of him?
