Chapter 61 Object
◎“Chen Jingshu, how much stimulation can your heart withstand?” [Second Update]◎
Lin Yujing was amused by his words and asked with a hint of humor, "Can you marry me? And call me 'Young Mistress'? This is getting into the 'playing the rogue' part!"
“Since I’ve called you that, I can marry you.” Chen Jingshu raised an eyebrow, looking serious. “I just don’t know if the young mistress is willing to marry you.”
Lin Yujing raised her chin, a sense of confidence welling up from the bottom of her heart, "If you dare to marry me, this young mistress dares to marry me."
This was the first time she had directly addressed such a topic, and Chen Jingshu was taken aback.
Even the red light that appeared at just the right moment afterward seemed like a pre-arranged reward for her courage.
Chen Jingshu pulled the handbrake, leaned down, pinched her chin, and lightly kissed her red lips. He said in a roguish tone, "Alright. With my wife saying that, there's nothing I can't do."
After the car restarted, Lin Yujing watched the street scene outside the window rush past.
In this early summer season, a faint blush rose to her cheeks, and she thought:
If she were to marry Chen Jingshu, her future life would likely be very happy, as he would always be able to gently resolve all matters concerning her.
Always emotionally stable, witty and never dull.
Even if he has children, Chen Jingshu will definitely not be a father in a single-parent-style education system.
He will accompany his children as they grow up, sharing the ups and downs of family responsibilities.
He will then be responsible for tutoring the child in academic subjects, while she will pass on all her artistic talents to the baby.
In this vast capital city, a long lamp that belongs to them is lit.
"What are you thinking about? Why are you laughing so happily?"
"Is there?"
"If you don't believe me, look in the mirror yourself."
Lin Yujing tilted her head, rested her head on Chen Jingshu's shoulder, and gave him a sweet, coquettish look, "Maybe it's because I'm thinking of you."
"Okay, you've improved. You've even learned to be charming and say sweet nothings." Chen Jingshu was quite pleased with this tactic and, still wanting more, asked, "Try it again?"
"If you keep making a scene, I'll throw a tantrum!" Lin Yujing raised her head high, trying her best to look fierce.
Chen Jingshu was only happy because of her vivid expression at that moment, saying, "I've never seen you get angry before, you must be very beautiful."
"..."
"Really not going to spill it?"
"Get out!"
"I enjoy watching it."
"..."
The two bickered all the way until the car finally arrived at the art museum.
Lin Yujing got out of the car and walked inside hand in hand with Chen Jingshu.
The landscaping design of the art museum courtyard is basically complete, and the interior decoration is nearing completion.
The construction supervisor came to explain, "The hard furnishings and landscaping will be finished next week, after which we will start installing the lighting fixtures and soft furnishings. You can sign off on the inspection in late June, so it will definitely not delay your opening."
Lin Yujing smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."
They didn't understand construction matters, so they didn't offer much advice and just wandered around the art museum.
The two finally stood in front of the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window on the third floor, looking at the water lilies planted in the courtyard and the traffic in the distance.
Lin Yujing was hugged from behind by Chen Jingshu. She liked this kind of hug very much, as it gave her a great sense of security. "I never thought that I could open my own art museum and become its curator."
After all, she had always been constantly trying to make a living throughout her life.
Anything even remotely poetic or artistic has absolutely nothing to do with her.
"I will give anything that is good for you." In fact, Chen Jingshu had kept something from Lin Yujing.
On the opening day of the art museum, he will also invite celebrities and big names in the art world of Yijing.
He wanted to bring his little girl into this prime real estate, determined to secure her place in the glittering world of art.
"A-Shu, thank you." Lin Yujing turned around and hugged Chen Jingshu's waist, pressing her face against his chest.
Chen Jingshu nodded, his voice gentle and deep, "Jingjing, don't thank me. You know, I don't want to just hear your thanks."
Lin Yujing looked up and was met with his tenderness. "A-Shu, I love you."
Chen Jingshu looked at her, his eyes seemingly filled with emotion, and his Adam's apple bobbed restrainedly against his collar.
Even the palms of my hands holding her were burning hot.
When he spoke again, Chen Jingshu's voice was slightly hoarse, a sign that he was trying his best to control his desires. "Jingjing, let's go home."
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Half a month later, when Lin Yujing returned to Chen Jingshu's rooftop courtyard house, she found that the plaque that had been hanging at the entrance had been taken down.
She only knew that they were two characters in running script, but she had never looked closely at which two characters they were.
Now that she was curious, Chen Jingshu had already carried her directly into the master bedroom.
Lin Yujing wore a low-cut dress today, and with such a dramatic change, half of her chest was exposed.
When she lay back on the bed, her long hair was loose, and even her skirt had slipped down, leaving no trace of her former beauty.
Delicate white, elegant simplicity.
What was reflected in the eyes of the man who was half-moon pale and simple was enough to destroy all reason.
The next moment, a breathtaking kiss landed, along with his burning palm, conquering the land.
"Chen Jingshu, could you be a little gentler?" Lin Yujing breathed heavily, her cheeks flushed with passion.
However, Chen Jingshu did not give her many opportunities to file a complaint.
Before she could finish speaking, her lips were sealed with another kiss.
Fortunately, Chen Jingshu listened to her advice.
The kisses that followed were all gentle and moist.
Lin Yujing's straight arm was wrapped around Chen Jingshu's neck, her affection as swaying as a willow branch, a gust of wind enough to stir up a tide.
Chen Jingshu's breathing became heavier, but the kiss only lingered by her ear. After a while, he tilted his head and his forehead rested against her shoulder blade.
"Huh?" Lin Yujing was taken aback.
Chen Jingshu chuckled awkwardly and whispered in her ear, "I'll take a shower first, and have someone deliver a small box while I'm at it."
Lin Yujing couldn't help but laugh, "Didn't we prepare a whole drawer full of them before?"
Having experienced living together during the Spring Festival, the two knew that Chen Jingshu was the type of person who wouldn't restrain himself once he got into a mood.
After she moved to the courtyard house, Chen Jingshu would prepare safety measures in each bedside drawer.
“Baby, it was all used up a long time ago, and I even secretly replenished it once.” Chen Jingshu played with a strand of her hair with his finger and said, “I was in a hurry to pick you up today, so I didn’t have time.”
Chen Jingshu stood up with a mischievous grin, and Lin Yujing immediately felt like she was being teased: "You always mess things up at crucial moments."
"Little girl, you won't have to beg for mercy later," Chen Jingshu said, getting up with a roguish and wicked air.
"Get out of here!"
Chen Jingshu stopped teasing her and headed towards the bathroom. Then, he suddenly remembered something and said, "A foreign brand's PR person sent me a 520 gift box, saying it was for my girlfriend. I just put it in the cabinet next to the vanity mirror and forgot to give it to you. Open it and see if you can use it."
Lin Yujing playfully withdrew her foot and asked with a smile, "Who's your boyfriend?"
She continued to lie on her back, and her skirt folded up again, making the scene even more unrestrained.
A pair of long, white legs against the hazy blue sky caught Chen Jingshu's eye, making it impossible for him to look away. "Whoever I hug to sleep later, that's who I'll be."
Lin Yujing was so embarrassed by the overly blunt flirtatious remarks that she threw a cushion at Chen Jingshu, yelling, "Get lost! Go take a shower!"
"Honey, would you like to take a bath together, like lovers?"
"Get lost! Who wants to take a bath with you!"
With Lin Yujing's shoving, Chen Jingshu was finally locked in the bathroom.
Only then did she have the time to unpack the branded gifts.
But when she pulled out an exquisite pink gift box and saw the words "Victoria's Secret" embossed in gold, Lin Yujing bit her lower lip and shouted towards the bathroom, "Chen Jingshu, what kind of brands have you attracted?!"
Chen Jingshu didn't respond to her immediately, probably because he didn't know what the secret inside the "Victoria's Secret" box was.
He replied cheekily, "I attract brands based on who I am."
When she didn't respond, Chen Jingshu quickly added, "If you don't like it, just leave it there, and I'll buy you something else."
Lin Yujing wasn't ignoring him; she was simply using her hands to take two thin, light gauze pieces out from the silk scarf that wrapped them.
The design features pure black lace-up lingerie paired with a see-through bathrobe made of a material similar to black stockings.
Lin Yujing alone was already blushing.
She couldn't even imagine how Chen Jingshu would react after seeing it.
However, she couldn't resist teasing Chen Jingshu, so she picked up the Victoria's Secret gift box and went into his dressing room.
"Chen Jingshu, how much stimulation can your heart withstand?" After changing into her underwear, Lin Yujing covered her chest with the useless fabric and leaned against the bathroom door of Chen Jingshu, asking.
"As long as you don't leave me, I'm willing to go through any kind of excitement."
"..." She knew that he was either spouting flirtatious remarks or saying things to provoke her.
"Get out!"
"Woman, I advise you to restrain yourself."
The sound of water inside stopped, followed by the sound of Chen Jingshu turning on a hairdryer.
Lin Yujing muttered in a low voice, then cursed, "Get lost!"
Before she could react, Chen Jingshu pushed open the bathroom door.
A wave of heat rushed out through the crack in the door, lifting the collar of Lin Yujing's already thin bathrobe.
At this point, Chen Jingshu dropped the towel he was using to dry his hair.
But apart from that, his expression remained completely normal. He was tying the belt around his waist in his bathrobe when he walked out of the bedroom at a leisurely pace, and then returned at the same leisurely pace.
Lin Yujing stood there blankly, wearing sexy lingerie.
At this moment, she felt as if Chen Jingshu was tempering her mentality.
However, before she could question Chen Jingshu about why he was leaving her hanging, she was lifted onto his shoulder and placed on the bed with him.
The thin bathrobe was brutally torn before its male owner could even admire it.
Lin Yujing stared intently into Chen Jingshu's eyes, which were red with suppressed desire, and deliberately twirled a strand of hair in a flirtatious manner, "Chen Jingshu, do I look good like this?"
Chen Jingshu licked his lips and propped himself up to look at her more closely.
Lin Yujing's fair and delicate skin was barely covered by the thin fabric, but it did not affect the fact that her figure was perfectly highlighted.
Chen Jingshu couldn't help but click his tongue in admiration, "You're beautiful, you're beautiful no matter what. You look your best right now."
Lin Yujing retorted, "Then what did you mean by leaving me standing at the door?"
"I was trapped at my doorstep. If I had dared to speak then, I would have immediately lost control," Chen Jingshu said, while stroking the woman's face.
"Tch." Lin Yujing playfully pushed him again. "Who knows if it's because I'm getting old, or..."
Before she could finish speaking, Chen Jingshu's last shred of reason had already been severed.
Every kiss that followed was passionate and possessive, as if responding to her comment, "I'm getting old."
Lin Yujing was completely mesmerized by his eyes, and the surging waves of emotion overwhelmed her last shred of consciousness.
A note from the author:
good evening!
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