Chapter 37: Scared?

Shen Xingli's heart trembled when he thought of Sang Muye's madness that night.

She drank too much that day and could hardly bear it, not to mention that she was sober now.

She really didn't want to face those embarrassing and difficult moves.

Seeing her little face flushed and her eyes full of fear.

Sang Muye bent down and kissed her trembling eyelashes, looking at her deeply.

"Very scared?"

Shen Xingli nodded slightly.

Sang Muye gently stroked her ear and said in a low voice, "Then wait until you are no longer afraid."

He was just teasing her, but he didn't expect her to take it seriously.

Deep down she was still afraid of him.

Therefore, he cannot act rashly.

He was afraid that he would not be able to control the emotions that he had suppressed for many years and would hurt her.

What he wanted was that she truly wanted to be with him.

Hearing this, Shen Xingli bit her red lips and made a sound in her throat that was thinner than a mosquito.

"Actually, it's not that scary. As long as you don't act as fierce as last time, it'll be fine."

After saying that, she shyly buried her face in the quilt.

Only a pair of wet eyes were revealed, blinking at Sang Muye.

The man's last bit of sanity was wiped out.

The sexy Adam's apple couldn't help but roll a few times.

He pulled back the quilt and lowered his head to kiss those soft lips.

This kiss was filled with a strong desire for possession, which was a little different from the previous ones.

It seemed like every move he made was meant to tell his girl how much he loved her.

Shen Xingli was soon kissed until she felt dizzy, and circles of numbness slowly spread to the depths of her heart.

My fingertips couldn't help but tremble.

There was a moist and hot breath entering my ear, followed by a low and very seductive voice.

"Is it really possible?"

Sang Muye's low panting breath rippled in her ears, like a ball of fire, instantly enveloping Shen Xingli.

She felt her chest was stuffy and swollen, and her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

Besides being nervous, I also felt a little bit of anticipation that I couldn't contain.

Sang Muye's restrained rationality finally collapsed at this moment.

The blood in my body instantly boiled.

There was only an ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

Although Sang Muye tried his best to control his emotions, it was still a bit unbearable for Shen Xingli.

He looked at the charming little person, tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were red as she looked at him.

He bent down and kissed her eyes.

The salty taste made his voice extremely hoarse.

"Be good, don't cry."

The night is getting deeper.

The charming atmosphere in the room became stronger and stronger.

It was not until the sky turned pale that the ambiguous and lingering sound gradually disappeared.

Sang Muye hugged the unconscious Shen Xingli.

The big hand gently stroked her sweaty cheek.

There were tears in the corners of the girl's eyes, and her charming little face was surprisingly red.

He looked like he had been badly bullied.

Sang Muye kissed her cheek with some heartache, and his fiery gaze was reluctant to move away from the girl's face for a moment.

He was afraid that his girl would be gone in the blink of an eye.

Shen Xingli was awakened by the ringing of the phone.

She answered the call in a daze.

My voice is so hoarse.

He whispered 'Hello' softly.

Sang Yu felt something was wrong and immediately asked with concern: "Li Li, do you have a fever? Why is your voice so hoarse?"

Shen Xingli's consciousness gradually became clear.

Some scenes from last night slowly emerged in her mind.

She and Sang Muye exercised for a long time.

This time, the man changed his fierce and domineering attack from last time. Instead, he acted like a male fairy, using all means to make her fall step by step.

When Shen Xingli thought of those shameful scenes, her face couldn't help but turn red.

She stammered, "No, maybe I slept too long."

It would be fine if she didn't speak, because once she spoke, her actions would be further exposed.

Sang Yu said with a wicked smile: "Aunt, you must have been bullied by my uncle, ah, are you really together? My uncle's waist is so good, it must make you unable to stop."

Shen Xingli buried his face in the pillow and said in a muffled voice, "Sang Xiaoyu, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will break up with you."

"Ahahaha, so it's true. You've become my real aunt. I'm so happy. So, can you still go to the concert tonight? You won't even be able to get out of bed, will you?"

"Isn't the concert at 7pm? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Aunt, do you know what time it is? It's two o'clock in the afternoon. Many fans have already gathered at the stadium. You and my uncle must have been doing it all night, right? Hahaha, why does it sound so exciting? Be sure to tell me the details later. I want to hear it."

Shen Xingli: Can such details be told to others?

She felt ashamed to have experienced it once, let alone tell others about it.

She won't tell you even if you kill her.

She immediately got up from the bed and said confidently, "Come pick me up at four o'clock. I'll get up and wash up right now."

"Okay, see you later."

After hanging up the phone with Sang Yu, Shen Xingli wanted to get out of bed and wash up.

But as soon as her feet touched the floor, her legs couldn't help but tremble.

He stumbled and fell forward.

Just when she thought she was going to fall flat on her face, a big hand wrapped around her waist.

Sang Muye picked her up from the ground.

He looked at her with a smile on his face.

The voice is still full of temptation.

"Shall I carry you to wash up?"

Shen Xingli looked up at him, and the image of the man sweating profusely on her cheeks last night instantly appeared in her mind.

She looked at him with some resentment: "It's all your fault."

Sang Muye smiled and kissed her earlobe: "Okay, blame me. I will restrain myself tonight."

Shen Xingli: “…”