Alright.
Shen Qingqing admitted it.
There really was a reason why she didn’t want to resist.
After all, he was someone who had experienced countless worlds as a quick-transmigration traveler he certainly had ways to protect himself.
But… who could resist Lu Qianshan being handsome and rich?
After a moment, the atmosphere in the room became overwhelmingly intimate. Shen Qingqing’s clothes were slowly pulled off piece by piece. She let out a soft whimper, seeming a little displeased, then turned around and helped the panting Lu Qianshan, leaving most of her delicate shoulders exposed to the air.
Lu Qianshan’s gaze darkened, a shadow of desire deepening in his starry eyes.
His breathing grew heavier, even a little overwhelmed.
They had been married for a month, but still hadn’t… consummated the marriage hadn’t experienced the so-called rites of Zhou Gong, the ways of husband and wife.
“Spellbound?”
It was only when Shen Qingqing’s coquettish voice whispered by his ear that Lu Qianshan regained some composure.
He bent down sharply and lightly kissed Shen Qingqing’s collarbone.
The collarbone was a sensitive spot for this body.
Shen Qingqing shivered involuntarily, her voice trembling: “Don’t”
Even though it was a refusal, coming from Shen Qingqing it only made it more tempting.
“Don’t?” Lu Qianshan’s brows arched teasingly, yet he gently removed all of Shen Qingqing’s remaining clothing.
Her fair skin was fully exposed to the air.
Shen Qingqing turned and met Lu Qianshan’s eyes, filled with desire.
She shivered again.
“Qianshan, I haven’t eaten yet…”
“Oh?”
Lu Qianshan pretended not to understand, seemingly misinterpreting her words again. He used one hand to push aside the obstructing computer and the other to pull Shen Qingqing into his broad chest.
Shen Qingqing instinctively touched the man’s abdominal muscles.
Hiss.
Shen Qingqing gasped in pain it was Lu Qianshan biting her collarbone.
A wave of indescribable pleasure coursed through Shen Qingqing’s body and mind.
This couldn’t go on… it was about to go past reviewable limits.
Shen Qingqing pushed Lu Qianshan forcefully and said, “I… I really haven’t eaten. I’m hungry.”
Lu Qianshan ignored her, his excitement unchanged.
He picked up a grape from the table and said softly, “Then I’ll feed you.”
With that, he held it to his mouth and kissed her.
Heavens.
How could he be so playful!
Shen Qingqing, exasperated, kicked him lightly with her foot: “Go to the bedroom.”
“Okay.”
The man’s husky answer came from above.
Shen Qingqing’s heart fluttered.
She pressed her hand to her chest, realizing that even the original body would have consented.
She relaxed slightly.
Letting the man carry her in a princess hold, they quickly headed upstairs.
Being held, Shen Qingqing’s chest grew even warmer with each step Lu Qianshan took.
Her breathing quickened, and she glared at him.
Lu Qianshan…
Soon, they were in the bedroom.
The desire between them, already ignited, left no room for pretense.
Clothes were rapidly discarded.
Looking at the man’s fit body, Shen Qingqing swallowed instinctively.
A voice suddenly sounded above: “You… you’re willing?”
Shen Qingqing didn’t answer, but her trembling chest and eyes filled with longing said it all.
Then, a storm of kisses rained down.
The room was filled with springtime passion, suddenly laid bare.
The wind blew gently, sneaking into the forest beyond, exploring deeper…
It was as if it had never been somewhere like this before, utterly fascinated.
Like a cat seeing its first prey, unable to resist.
The entire afternoon passed steeped in the scent of spring.
When Shen Qingqing opened her eyes again, the bedroom’s chandelier dazzled her.
What time was it?
She moved her legs and realized they were sore and weak she couldn’t move!
Shen Qingqing felt despair, then grabbed her phone on the bedside table.
My goodness… 8:00 PM.
Heavens.
She had really… with him?
The chaotic, desire-filled memories of the afternoon replayed in her mind.
She ran her hands through her hair.
Damn it she hadn’t gone to meet Shen Baiyun.
She had delayed something important.
Truly, beauty can be misleading.
As she wallowed in regret, Lu Qianshan pushed open the door and entered.
She threw a pillow at him immediately.
Lu Qianshan jumped back quickly.
Looking at his energetic, lively self, Shen Qingqing thought … Why is he still so full of energy even after doing all that?
Looking around, there was nothing soft to throw.
She widened her eyes and stared at Lu Qianshan as he came back in.
She noticed he was holding a bowl.
Oh he had saved a bowl of soup while dodging before.
Shen Qingqing: Even more infuriating… what’s going on?
Lu Qianshan, smiling, placed the white porcelain bowl on the table and said: “Drink some soup.”
“Huh?”
Shen Qingqing turned to see him leaning over, panicking slightly, and tugged at the blanket: “Just put it there. You go! Get out!”
She was afraid he would lose control again.
This time, Lu Qianshan unusually obeyed. He nodded slightly, placed the soup on the table, and tiptoed out.
Shen Qingqing took the bowl and sipped a few mouthfuls.
Soon, Lu Qianshan brought several more dishes.
Shen Qingqing felt a strange sense of satisfaction. After traveling through so many worlds, this was the first time she truly… ate.
Though, it felt really good.
After dinner, the wind picked up, threatening rain.
Shen Qingqing finally gathered some strength. She washed her face, closed the window, and left the room.
In the corridor, only the quiet tapping of a keyboard could be heard.
Shen Qingqing tiptoed toward the sound, arriving at Lu Qianshan’s room.
“It’s about to rain. I can’t sleep.”
She confidently entered and pulled a chair to sit next to him.
Watching Lu Qianshan’s fingers fly across the keyboard, buying and selling stocks, Shen Qingqing’s eyes gleamed.
She thought she could learn something, and softly said: “I want to learn too. Teach me, okay?”
Lu Qianshan: Can I refuse?
So he nodded.
Shen Qingqing’s mind was sharp, remembering all the stock details.
But to maintain her image, she pretended to be naive even though Lu Qianshan’s explanations were simple.
He sighed but patiently taught her.
Outside, thunder and lightning raged, but Lu Qianshan continued to guide her.
The original body was afraid of thunder.
Shen Qingqing was also a little afraid (though not really).
So she snuggled as close as possible into Lu Qianshan’s arms.
Cuddling closer, she met Lu Qianshan’s deep, intense eyes.
“I warn you, no naughty thoughts tonight.”
“Mm.”