Pei Yanzhou clearly hadn’t expected that turn of events. He paused for a moment, then admitted frankly, “Mm. I did.”
It had actually been two hours ago during a business dinner. The smell should’ve faded by now. Was this girl’s nose like a dog’s?
So sensitive.
Hearing his answer, Shu Hua’s delicate brows knit slightly. Like a little housekeeper, she blurted out instinctively, “Smoking is bad for your health. You should smoke less in the future.” The moment the words left her mouth, she froze.
What was she doing? She was actually trying to manage him?
Pei Yanzhou was also caught off guard by her sudden “discipline.” Then, amused by her attempt to look calm, he let out a low chuckle. His chest vibrated, making her body tremble slightly along with him.
“So you’re already managing me?” His tone gave nothing away.
Backed into a corner, Shu Hua braced herself. Borrowing the “identity” he had just acknowledged, she muttered softly, “I-I’m your wife now… can’t I manage you? My mom manages my dad’s smoking too…”
She spoke righteously, but her darting eyes betrayed her guilt.
Watching her struggle to hold her ground, Pei Yanzhou actually found her somewhat adorable.
He gave a low laugh, a hint of indulgence in it. “I’ll let you.” Then his tone shifted, and his gaze locked onto her lips again, burning hot.
“But first, finish what we didn’t just now.”
Before she could say another word, he lowered his head and precisely captured her two soft, slightly cool lips.
“Mmm!”
Shu Hua’s eyes widened instantly.
His lips, carrying a crisp scent and the faint trace of tobacco, forcefully overtook all her senses.
It was nothing like she had imagined. This kiss was filled with aggression and possessiveness.
At first, his lips brushed against hers, then without ceremony, he pried open her slightly parted teeth—still open from shock.
“Mm…”
She had never experienced such intimacy before. Her whole body stiffened; her mind went blank.
An unfamiliar and intense tingling sensation surged through her like electricity. She felt like someone drowning, helplessly clinging to him. Her fingers gripped the front of his shirt so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
One of his hands firmly cupped the back of her head, deepening the kiss, while the other gripped her waist tightly, securing her against him.
It was too much…
She could barely breathe. The air in her lungs seemed completely plundered by him.
“Mm…” she whimpered softly and began to struggle faintly.
Sensing her discomfort, Pei Yanzhou finally pulled back reluctantly, ending the long and intense kiss.
Shu Hua immediately gasped for air, her chest rising and falling sharply. Her originally fair face was now flushed with a seductive red that spread all the way down her neck.
Too shy to look at him, tears shimmered on her thick lashes—purely physiological. A faint pink haze lingered over her entire body after the kiss, breathtakingly beautiful.
Pei Yanzhou’s Adam’s apple bobbed sharply. His eyes were dark as ink that refused to dissolve.
He lifted a hand and brushed his thumb—slightly rough—over her damp, swollen lips. His voice was hoarse beyond recognition.
“Shall we continue?”
Shu Hua looked at him with misty, water-bright eyes. There was confusion, shyness, and a trace of lingering panic in them.
She opened her mouth, but didn’t know what to say. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, she finally chose to bury her burning face deep into the firm curve of his neck.
Her warm breath brushed against the sensitive skin at his throat, carrying her unique sweet scent.
Pei Yanzhou chuckled softly, understanding her answer.
Tightening his arms, he lifted her securely again, turned around, and in a few strides returned to the lavishly large bed.
Then he bent down, deliberately slow in his movements, and laid her gently upon the soft bedding. Shu Hua sank into the soft mattress. Before she could even feel grounded, a shadow loomed over her.
Pei Yanzhou followed, leaning over her and kneeling at her waist, completely confining her within his space.
He was still wearing his tailored black suit pants. Because of the position, the muscles in his thighs were taut, brimming with strength. The sleeves of his shirt had been casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing firm arms with faintly bulging veins—wild and undeniably sexy.
Shu Hua had studied art. She had an almost instinctive sensitivity to the human form and this kind of powerful beauty.
Looking at the striking scene before her, she couldn’t help but swallow quietly.
This… was simply impossible to resist…
Pei Yanzhou didn’t miss her small movement. A knowing smile flickered in his eyes.
He bent down, but instead of kissing her lips, he tilted his head and captured her small, sensitive earlobe between his lips.
Her whole body stiffened. A sharp wave of tingling sensation shot from her ear throughout her limbs, drawing a soft moan from her throat.
He grazed her soft earlobe lightly with his teeth, his tongue brushing against it now and then, sending ripples of electricity through her.
Then his heated kisses trailed down the slender line of her neck, leaving warm, damp marks in their wake.
His lips lingered at her delicate collarbone before moving lower, pressing against the gentle rise of her chest through the thin white lace of her nightgown.
His scattered kisses were like sparks falling onto dry grass, igniting unfamiliar flames wherever they touched.
Shu Hua felt her body completely melt, like a pool of spring water. She had no strength left to resist, her mind gradually blurring under the overwhelming sensations.
Just then, Pei Yanzhou stopped.
He lifted himself slightly, his darkened gaze locking onto her dazed eyes. His voice was husky with desire.
“Help me undo it.”
Her gaze was unfocused, still lost in the aftermath of the waves he had stirred. She asked softly, almost instinctively, “M-me?”
“Mm.” His voice was rough, coaxing. “You.”
He took one of her cool little hands and guided it to the buttons of his shirt.
The heat of his body made her fingertips shrink back, but he held her firmly in place.
She looked up at the man above her. A faint sheen of restrained sweat glistened on his handsome face, and his eyes held a depth and hunger she had never seen before.
That gaze bewitched her. The intimate atmosphere clouded her mind completely.
Her fingers trembled as she clumsily began unbuttoning his shirt.
One button. Two…
With each one undone, more of his firm, sculpted chest was revealed to the air. Defined pectorals. A narrow, strong waist. The clear lines of his V-shaped torso disappearing beneath the edge of his trousers…
It radiated raw masculine strength and beauty.
Shu Hua stared, transfixed. Her hands stilled.
Pei Yanzhou watched her fixed gaze and let out a low laugh tinged with teasing.
“Want to touch?”
As if enchanted, she lifted her flushed little face. Her eyes were misty, bold despite her shyness.
“C-can I?”
His breathing hitched. Her pure, unintentional temptation nearly pushed him out of control.
Grasping her wrist, he pressed her palm directly against his heated abdomen. His voice was unbearably hoarse.
“You can.”
The hard, scorching sensation beneath her palm startled her, yet she couldn’t bear to pull away.
His skin was hot, the muscles tight and alive with strength.
Curious, she even poked lightly with her cool, slender fingertip.
“Hard…”
He let out a muffled groan, a vein throbbing at his temple from her unconscious teasing.
He suddenly leaned down again, his burning breath spilling against her ear, heavy with temptation and implication.
“I know…”
“There’s a place that’s… quite soft.”