Chapter 100 Closeness

When Hatsushiro got up, there was no man's warmth around her. She leaned against the head of the bed and rubbed her hair, and the suspenders slipped down her arms.

She lowered her head to pull it, but saw a red mark somewhere under her collarbone.

How come she doesn't know when this mark appeared?

Her face flushed, Chu Shuang bit her lip slowly, took the phone and sent him a message.

【What good things did you do this morning? 】

After a while, the other side replied: [Nothing. ]

[Then what about this mark? ]

It was clearly not here last night.

Sheng Ting: [Oh? Take a picture and see.]

Looking at his calm and relaxed line of words, Chu Shuang's face became even hotter.

I can almost imagine how calm and playful he looks now.

Take a photo?

Looking at the location of the red mark, she silently ignored him.

Just as I was about to get out of bed and wash up, my cell phone buzzed twice. It was a message from him.

【Wait for me to come back for dinner in the evening. 】

【Stay at home. 】

Glancing at these two messages, Chu Shuang inevitably thought of the words he said to her last night before going to bed while holding her in his arms.

tonight……

When I thought about what might happen, I felt overwhelmed and uneasy.

This day was a hard one for the first frost.

I kept checking the time, I couldn't concentrate on my phone, and I couldn't focus on painting on the third floor. So I could only play with my dog ​​and cat, and then do some purely physical work, carving seals.

After Sheng Ting sent her those two messages in the morning, he went to work. It was not until he picked up his phone during lunch break at noon that he found that she had never replied to him again.

After putting away the phone, he curled the corners of his lips slightly, as expected.

In the afternoon, Chen Jiazhou mentioned that the Beijing Business Charity Foundation received an anonymous donation of 200 million yuan yesterday.

Sheng Ting raised his eyebrows. "Anonymous?"

"Yes, it is not a corporate account, it looks like a private donation. Our chamber of commerce's foundation is mainly based on corporate donations, and this is the first time that a private donation has been so large."

Putting down the phone, Sheng Ting raised his lips and said, "Let me take a look at the account information."

…

The setting sun cast a long slanting shadow on the ground. Chu Shuang looked out the window. The light in the garden was dim and warm.

She stretched her body, packed up the jade and carving tools, closed the studio door and went downstairs.

When I passed the staircase on the second floor, I caught a glimpse of the master bedroom and my heart skipped a beat.

He went downstairs with a frown, his fingertips rubbing unconsciously.

Aunt Yuan was setting out dinner and Chu Shuang hurried over to help.

After setting the table, she waited in the living room for a while, but no one came back.

"Did your husband say he would come back for dinner tonight?" Aunt Yuan asked.

"Well, he asked me to wait for him and said he would be back soon."

I looked at the time and it was already past seven o'clock.

Aunt Yuan said, "Madam, would you like to send a message to ask?"

Chu Shuang held the phone in her hand, her eyes fixed.

After pondering for a moment, he finally sent it out.

[Where have you been? Do you want to come back and have dinner together? ]

I stared at the phone for a while, but there was no timely reply from the other end.

She exhaled slowly, put down her phone and looked out the window. The sun was setting and was about to sink into the horizon.

The phone buzzed.

I picked it up immediately and saw that it was news from Sheng Ting.

【Five minutes.】

Chu Shuang pursed her lips slightly, put down her phone and went upstairs.

She was sitting downstairs just now, and the hot air was rushing towards her face. She could even feel it.

I went upstairs and looked in the mirror, and sure enough, there was some subtle blush.

I splashed some water on my face to cool it down, and just as I was about to dry it with a towel, I heard the sound of a car engine downstairs.

Chu Shuang quickly tidied her hair, covered her blush with an air cushion, and then slowly went downstairs.

I saw the man's back while still on the stairs.

He was drinking water with his back to her, and the transparent liquid in the glass slowly flowed into his lips.

He has slender fingers, a slightly rolled Adam's apple, a straight and strong body, a black shirt tucked into his waist, a pair of long legs wrapped in wide suit pants, and a sexy ankle is revealed between the shiny leather shoes and the trousers.

Just by looking at this familiar figure, Chu Shuang's heart, which had just been forced to calm down, started beating again.

Sheng Ting turned around and saw her on the spiral staircase, his eyebrows raised.

"Don't come down to eat yet."

“I am here.”

Walking to the dining table, Chu Shuang found a bunch of pink roses on the table. The color was so delicate that people dared not touch it for fear of ruining it.

"When you pass by that flower shop after get off work, the sunset shines on the pink roses. I think you will like it."

Sheng Ting flipped through his phone and pushed it in front of her with his long fingers, "Look."

Chu Shuang lowered her eyes and saw a variety of flowers displayed outside the flower shop on the corner of the street. The colorful flowers were eye-catching, but the afterglow of the setting sun was partially blocked by a tree next to the shop. The light that came through happened to hit the pink roses in the white bucket.

Warm yellow and tender pink, quiet streets and beautiful flower shops, the pictures look like illustrations from a childhood picture book.

This was the scenery he had seen when he got off work.

When he saw beautiful scenery, he would record it and share it with her.

“It’s really beautiful.”

After dinner, she put the flower on the bedside.

They had a quiet dinner. After a while, Chu Shuang remembered something and stood up.

When I came back, I was holding the champagne I brought back from the racecourse hotel last time.

He took the cup and handed it over. "Would you like to drink something?"

Sheng Ting nodded, "Okay."

The glasses clinked together, making a crisp sound. After looking at him for a second, Hatsushimo nodded and said, "Let's do it."

Seeing her chuckle at the champagne she drank as if it were white wine, Sheng Ting chuckled, "Mrs. Sheng can drink a lot."

However, he did not drink much of the wine, except for taking a few sips from time to time.

The atmosphere at the dinner table today was a bit strange. Although they usually didn't talk much at the table, they still communicated from time to time, and the atmosphere wasn't awkward even when they weren't communicating.

Today is different.

After dinner, Chu Shuang said she wanted to go back to her room to arrange flowers, and went upstairs with the flowers in her arms.

Sheng Ting looked at her back and slowly drank some water.

I walked upstairs slowly. The flowers on the bedside had been changed, but there was no one in the room.

Looking towards the bathroom, a graceful figure was reflected in the frosted glass door.

My mouth is a little dry, so it is a wise choice to bring a glass of water.

The figure inside had already put on his clothes and pushed the door open. When their eyes met, the air seemed to become thicker.

She was wearing a smoky pink suspender top, her skin was as white as jade, flawless, her waist was tight, and she had a pair of beautiful long legs underneath.

The outfit looked like the bouquet of flowers he bought in human form.

"Come here."

Chu Shuangwei walked over with the towel in her hand, but as soon as she reached the sofa, she was pulled to sit down and the towel in her hand was taken away.

Sheng Ting wiped her hair carefully and asked her, "You donated 200 million to the foundation?"

Hatsushimo closed her eyes and said, "Yeah."

"I trust you. The funds from the foundation are put to good use. I hope this money can help more people."

The person behind her was silent for a moment, then he lifted up a few strands of her hair and placed a kiss on her slender neck.

Soft and with a burning temperature.

I could hear his charming voice in my ear, "Tell me if you run out of money."

Hatsushimo's throat felt dry and she nodded.

There was silence again. He was concentrating on drying his hair, and she was looking at the incense on the coffee table, breathing lightly.

When the surroundings are quiet, it is easy to notice the abnormalities around you.

She found that Sheng Ting's breathing was not very stable. The hot air from every exhalation would hit her back neck, making her skin hot and itchy.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally said, "Okay."

Putting down the towel, Sheng Ting rubbed her hair and said, "I'm going to take a shower."

The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Chu Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little dry in the mouth. Her eyes just happened to see the glass of water on the bedside table.

When I walked over and was about to pick it up, I saw a small square box.

Clearly not before.

She picked it up curiously and took a look. Two seconds later, her clear eyes narrowed slightly and her cheeks warmed up rapidly.

She threw the small box away like a hot potato and immediately retreated back to the sofa, her heart pounding hard.

The man always took a quick shower. When he came out, he was wearing silk lace pajamas, looking elegant and noble, yet revealing a bit of lust.

Seeing the person sitting on the sofa, he raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that she had already crawled into the quilt.

Sit down next to her and hand her the towel.

“It’s a courtesy to return the favor.”

Hatsushimo looked up and took the towel.

Just as she raised her hand to help him wipe his hair, her waist was tightened and she was hugged into someone's arms.

So she had no choice but to let him hold her, straightening her body and raising her hands to wipe his hair facing him.

The little woman has a tight waist, and the curves outlined by her nightgown are extremely seductive. Looking straight over there, you can see her white collarbone and the undulations of her breasts.

Sheng Ting's eyes darkened and his hands tightened.

The breath and body temperature intertwined, Chu Shuang was a little breathless, and her waist was sore from straightening her waist, "Don't hold me so tight..."

The towel in her hand was suddenly taken away and her waist was pressed against him.

Hatsushimo's five fingers grabbed his pajamas, biting her lips as expected, the shoulder straps were untied, and her warm breath came up...

She didn't stay on the sofa for long before her body lightened and the man's strong hands easily led her to the big bed.

They drank wine at dinner and lit incense in the house. Chushuang thought this would make her feel less nervous.

By this time, the heartbeat was totally out of control.

Besides nervousness, there was more shyness and joy.

Every time Sheng Ting gets close to her, she gets nervous, but she also likes his closeness.

His long fingers stroked the corners of her eyes, and Sheng Ting spoke in a low voice, "Don't look at men like that."

The kiss was long and tender, truly touching.

Palpitations, stuffiness, and confusion, everything in front of me began to become blurry.

Hatsushimo panted slightly, and in her hazy vision she saw the man pick up the small box on the bedside table...

The dim light from the bedside lamp shone through the curtains, reflecting two intertwined figures.

In the silent night, there are some subtle sounds that make people blush and their hearts beat fast