NOVPUBChapter 530: 530, What is special about today?
Chapter 530: 530, What is special about today?
Song Qinghuan pushed open the door to Shi Yuhuan’s office. Without lifting his head, he uttered indifferently, “Sit.”
Shi Yuhuan was dressed in a formal, dark-hued suit that day, exuding a royal air from head to toe.
Files were piled high on his desk. He was immersed in his work, his demeanor steady and efficient.
Song Qinghuan took a seat in front of him, her eyes darting left and right in a rather guilty manner. Yet, she managed to feign calm and asked, “Is today some special day?”
She inquired cautiously, fearing the possibility that the flowers weren’t from Shi Yuhuan but someone else. Knowing this might upset him, perhaps even anger him.
A hint of a smile tugged at his cold lips. Shi Yuhuan lifted his eyes to look at her and replied softly, “Hmm? A special day?”
Clearly, the flowers weren’t from him, and he had no idea someone had sent her a heap of flowers.
Song Qinghuan let out a small laugh, took a deep breath, and then stood up, “Oh, nothing. I was just asking casually. You’re busy, I’d better go.”
Jesus, her heart was on the verge of leaping out of her chest.
She was about to take her leave and breathe a sigh of relief when she heard a deep voice from behind her, “Wait!”
Song Qinghuan abruptly halted in her tracks, and turned around to give him a faint smile, “Is there something else?”
Shi Yuhuan’s lips curved into a mysterious smile as he watched her intently and then beckoned her with his finger.
”
Song Qinghuan paused, walked towards Shi Yuhuan, and stopped in front of him. Biting her lip, her eyes widened, seemingly questioning him as to what it was he wanted to say.
“Come here,” His thin lips parted as he beckoned her closer.
The moment Song Qinghuan approached, Shi Yuhuan reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist, assertive yet coercive, guiding her to sit on his lap.
“Missed me?”
Stunned, Song Qinghuan blinked several times. Having caught the teasing glint in Shi Yuhuan’s eyes, she turned crimson with embarrassment and quickly retorted, “Not at all!”
Her denial was somewhat unconvincing, yet amusing.
Shi Yuhuan seemed in a rather great mood, even breaking into an alluring, devilish laughter.
Song Qinghuan was provoked by his amusement, her irritation bubbling into rage. Angrily, she pounded her fists on his chest while scolding, “Stop laughing!”
If anyone were to intrude on that moment, they would be astounded – it would be a search futile to find their usually reserved and elegant boss laughing so openly.
“Alright, alright, stop messing around,” Shi Yuhuan gently enveloped her small fists within his palms. “Tell me, why were you asking if today is special?”
Song Qinghuan averted her eyes, squirming, “Nothing, just asking.”
He leaned down to nibble on her small earlobe, his body radiating warmth as he pulled her closely against him. In a whisper, he said, “Beg me, and he’ll be safe.”
“Why should I beg you?” She frowned in displeasure then whined like a spoilt child, “Let me go.”
He gently lifted her chin, leaned in, and claimed her lips. His kiss was possessive and passionate, leaving her no chance to catch her breath.
Song Qinghuan’s heart pounded, her limbs growing weak as a fire seemed to ignite within her, threatening to consume her whole.
When two people are in love, sparks are bound to fly when passion runs high.
Naturally, Shi Yuhuan’s hand found its way under Song Qinghuan’s clothes, caressing the softness of her curves, his touch varying between light and firm.
