Chen Shu, resting his chin on his hand, looked at the two of them with a deep smile: "Brother Mian, what's wrong with you?"
His eyes darkened: "Eat quietly."
"Oh." Shen Shu buried his head in his rice.
After dinner, Wen Shengsheng breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to leave. She glanced at Qin Heming, who was reading documents.
After explaining her intentions, she left the living room.
Qin Heming also looked up in an instant, and Chen Shu clicked his tongue, only to receive a cold look from Qin Heming. He shrugged.
"Brother Mian, I'll take my sister-in-law home."
After saying that, he ran away.
Indoors, Qin Heming rubbed his forehead with one hand. His headaches had been flaring up frequently lately. Qin Feng noticed this and immediately brought him some medicine.
With a headache, Qin Heming became increasingly irritable.
Qin Feng put down the medicine and immediately rushed out of the living room.
He quickly caught up with Wen Shengsheng and said, "Miss Wen, please wait."
Wen Shengsheng looked at Qin Feng with a puzzled expression.
"What's up?"
"The master needs Miss Wen. Please have Miss Wen stay overnight tonight." Qin Feng said in a serious tone, but his words left much to the imagination.
Wen Shengsheng stayed behind. As Shen Shu watched Wen Shengsheng leave, he stopped Qin Feng with a sly smile and said, "Qin Feng, Brother Mian really... I can't tell. Ask Brother Mian if he wants my treasured new eighteen styles?"
"Young Master Shen, the master is having a headache flare-up and needs Miss Wen." Qin Feng explained, to which Shen Shu replied with an air of self-righteous indifference.
Shen Shu clapped his hands, in a great mood, and then made a phone call to invite his friends to go to a bar for fun.
Wen Shengsheng, left behind, nervously watched Qin Heming, whose expression grew increasingly cold and somber, as they were the only two people in the living room.
The moment Qin Heming opened his eyes, he was momentarily taken aback when he noticed Wen Shengsheng.
But Qin Heming didn't think about it anymore; his head was throbbing so badly it felt like it was going to explode.
Qin Heming seemed to be holding back, the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, and Wen Shengsheng's eyelids twitched.
"come over!"
He suddenly spoke, and Wen Shengsheng's body trembled.
Under his imposing gaze, Wen Shengsheng slowly walked over. He seemed impatient and stared at her with displeasure.
When the two were only a step apart, Qin Heming seemed to lose his patience. He forcefully pulled Wen Shengsheng over, and Wen Shengsheng lost her balance and fell into Qin Heming's arms. Their eyes met, and both of them were surprised.
“Mianmian, actually, I’m a traditional and conservative person…”
"Shut up!" she yelled in his ear, making Qin Heming's restless heart even more irritated. Finally, Wen Shengsheng silently shut her mouth.
She wondered whether Qin Heming would take the initiative or be passive when he made his move.
The man holding her buried his face in the crook of her neck.
His breath was hot.
After his headache subsided, Qin Heming finally realized that the woman in his arms was drowsy. He moved away from her neck, his sharp phoenix eyes fixed on Wen Shengsheng. A smile appeared on her lips: "Satisfied?"
Qin Heming pinched her chin: "Not satisfied."
"Then you continue?"
Qin Heming chuckled and whispered, "Wen Shengsheng, you really are a vixen."
His fingers traced the skin of her cheek inch by inch. Wen Shengsheng blinked and said, "I'm just pretty, how am I a vixen!"
As she moved, Qin Heming suddenly pressed down on her shoulder, his expression extremely strange, his voice slightly hoarse: "Don't move."
Um?
However, in the next second, she suddenly froze, disbelief in her eyes, and a series of thunderous sounds exploded in her mind.
With such soft, fragrant flesh in one's arms, who could resist?
"You...you...you..." She trembled in shock, her face suddenly turning red.
Her eyes, brimming with affection, were misty with tears, as if she were feeling somewhat wronged.
Qin Heming slowly tightened his grip on her shoulder: "First of all, I am a man, a normal man. And when you seduced me, didn't you know it would end like this?"
Wen Shengsheng: Is it necessary to explain this so clearly?
The overwhelming heat spread to my face, ears, and whole body.
She now resembled a delicate flower bud, ready to be picked. After some manipulation, she would surely bloom in her most beautiful form. Qin Heming moved slightly closer, and Wen Shengsheng moved back a little, almost slapping her waist. She quickly hugged Qin Heming's shoulders tightly.
Wen Shengsheng's warm breath sprayed onto Qin Heming's face, and his eyes flickered.
His ears were bright red.
Upon noticing this, Wen Shengsheng secretly rejoiced.
It's funny that men can be so shy.
Wen Shengsheng then went even further, moving closer to Qin Hemian once more, her warm breath brushing against his ear as she whispered, "Mianmian, what are you expecting?"
The breath sent a tingling, shivering sensation through his ears.
Qin Heming took her hand!
Their eyes met, and an ambiguous, intense atmosphere filled the air.
"pain……"
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