NOVPUBChapter 425: 425, don’t mess around tonight.
Chapter 425: 425, don’t mess around tonight.
She didn’t want to agree at all, getting up at six o’clock, it’s damn challenging.
However, evidently, even if she had any opinion, it didn’t matter, she just needed to behave.
Also, she was confused about whether the old man did it unwittingly or intentionally. He was fully aware of the fact that she was Shi Yuhuan’s wife, yet he let Si Chen take charge of her, that was just so awkward.
She wasn’t sure what others thought, but after the birthday incident, she felt that the old man was deliberately stirring up trouble.
It seemed he wanted to use Si Chen and Shi Yuhuan’s relationship to drive her away from Yuhuan, and then let Yuhuan marry Han Qianqian.
She was speechless, and really wanted to tell the old man not to bother with these schemes. In a few months, it will be two years.
Once the two years were up, she would divorce Shi Yuhuan.
So, all these machinations were needless and in vain.
From start to end, Shi Yuhuan didn’t say a word, express any of his own opinions. Only after Shi Xiuren dismissed everyone did he get up aloofly, leading Song Qinghuan to leave.
Returning to the room, Song Qinghuan was greatly astonished when she heard Shi Yuhuan say that presiding over the memorial ceremony means presiding over the Shi Family’s internal affairs.
She sat on the couch for a long time, by the time Shi Yuhuan came out of the bathroom, she still maintained the same posture.
Shi Yuhuan, in a bathrobe, sat down next to her, sinking into the couch: “Aren’t you going to shower?”
Song Qinghuan turned her gaze to him, her eyes subconsciously on guard: “What’s it to you whether I shower or not? Let me tell you, don’t act weird with me tonight!”
“If I wanted to do anything, it wouldn’t matter whether you’ve showered or not!” Shi Yuhuan paused as he wrapped his arm around Song Qinghuan’s waist.
And before she could react, he dropped a blanket of kisses on her, carrying an air of arrogance and self-importance.
The heat radiating off him overwhelmed her, Song Qinghuan was pinned on the couch, her clothes torn off one by one, an almost greedy lustiness palpable.
Song Qinghuan was surprised by Shi Yuhuan’s sudden passion and frenzy.
But she didn’t have time to guess why he acted this way.
She attempted to push him instinctively, this sudden move seemed to serve as a punishment for Yuhuan, causing him to harshly grab her chest.
“Ouch!” Song Qinghuan cried out, glaring at him.
Shi Yuhuan, surprisingly, seemed happy about this, as he continued to caress her gently and soothed her with soft kisses.
Just like men, women too have desires, Song Qinghuan felt herself heating up under Shi Yuhuan’s administrations, feeling an irresistible itch in her body.
She squirmed under him, fidgeting back and forth.
Shi Yuhuan picked her up and moved to the edge of the bed. He then pushed her onto the soft mattress, half laying on her, observing her from above just like a Dark Night Emperor.
“You’re feeling it now!” Shi Yuhuan said mysteriously, a hand moving down towards her lower abdomen.
Song Qinghuan jumped, grabbing his roving hand with force, panting heavily as she said, “I’ll sleep on the couch tonight, I won’t fight you for the bed, get off me, I’m going to the couch.”
Keeping his expression unchanged, Shi Yuhuan looked at her with a teasing glint in his eyes, while his hand continued moving down.
Song Qinghuan grew more nervous, instinctively trying to close her legs, only to find that Shi Yuhuan had already squeezed himself in between. She couldn’t close them.
