Chapter 557: 557, Love, to reject but also to welcome
Chapter 557: 557, Love, to reject but also to welcome
The day Song Qinghuan returned to her country was New Year’s Eve.
During the holiday, everyone wanted to celebrate. She didn’t want to bicker with Shi Yuhuan about what happened at the airport when she arrived.
She thought, no matter what, they could sort it out after the New Year.
She originally planned to wait for Shi Yuhuan to come back for the New Year’s Eve dinner, but she fell asleep while watching TV on the couch.
In her sleep, she felt her body enveloped in a familiar and broad chest. She smelled his familiar scent, and her soft body snuggled against him.
The touch of their lips made her slowly open her eyes. With her eyes wide open, she looked at him closely, her eyes filled with both clarity and confusion.
“Huanhuan,” Shi Yuhuan gently called her name, cradling the back of her head with one hand, while his other hand held her waist, deepening the kiss.
At the height of the kiss, he laid her down onto the couch, the intensity of the kiss increasing. Suddenly, he suppressed his raging desire, reluctantly letting her go and straightening up, maintaining an elegant seated posture at her side.
All because Song Qinghuan’s phone rang. That was the reason Shi Yuhuan suddenly let her go.
Her blush had yet to fade, Song Qinghuan, with feminine shyness, awkwardly picked up her phone, answered, and then said, “Hello! Qianze.”
Hearing this name, Shi Yuhuan frowned, and a coldness covered his soft eyes.
“Yes, okay, I understand, have fun, goodbye.” Song Qinghuan hung up the phone, feeling a little uneasy, she looked at Shi Yuhuan, pointing towards the dining table: “Have you eaten yet?”
It was their first time spending New Year’s Eve together and also their first time having New Year’s Eve dinner together. She hoped it would be joyful and cheerful.
But Shi Yuhuan, he just stared at her with a solemn face, his eyes slightly narrowed, the corners of his mouth curled into a tempting curve, “I’d rather eat you now.”
Coughing, Song Qinghuan’s face turned red, “I…I’m very tired!”
Her reply was purely because of her shyness, as women often like to play hard to get.
Shi Yuhuan stared at her with profound eyes, his gaze complicated, mysterious, his voice full of magnetism tinged with a touch of sarcasm: “Tired of what? You’ve been having so much fun every day, what are you tired of?”
Song Qinghuan was speechless, she wanted to yell at him, “You have the nerve to say that, don’t you think of who left me at the airport.”
But then she thought better of it, he never argued with her, and her yelling would only make him think she was nagging and annoying.
Especially during the holiday, she really didn’t want to quarrel.
While she was looking at Shi Yuhuan, he was also silently looking at her, expression unreadable.
Song Qinghuan found the silent atmosphere oppressive, made it difficult for her to breathe.
She stood up and suddenly turned around, unable to stop the tears from falling.
She took a step forward, only to be pulled back into a strong arm around her waist, tightening, then lifted off her feet.
“Shi Yuhuan,” Song Qinghuan exclaimed in surprise, instinctively holding onto Shi Yuhuan’s shoulders, witnessing the cold and slightly terrifying expression on his handsome face.
Shi Yuhuan said nothing, only holding her, striding towards the bedroom, regardless of the surprise and disbelief on her face, then tossed her onto the bed…