Chapter 504: Chapter 504: Smell and See If It’s Fragrant
Shen Cheng spent an entire afternoon chuckling after Ye Zi told her about Qin Jin taking her to buy sanitary napkins.
When Shi Yu arrived home from the company, he saw her nestled on the sofa eating nuts, with a smile on her lips, seemingly in a good mood.
He changed his shoes and walked over from the Mysterious Gate, standing in front of Shen Cheng, leaning over, squinting his eyes to size her up.
A pair of deep eyes, as if they could see right through one’s heart.
Shen Cheng raised her head, the smile on her lips undiminished, she hooked up the corner of her mouth, "What, do you think I’ve become prettier again?"
At the sound of her voice, Shi Yu involuntarily lifted his sensuous thin lips, his slender fingers lifting the chin of the little woman in front of him, meticulously examining every part of her face.
It had to be said, her face was exquisitely beautiful, almost unrealistically so.
Ten seconds later, he spread the smile on his lips even wider, "What a joke, could my woman not be beautiful?"
It sounded like a rhetorical question, but it was actually an affirmative tone.
Because in his eyes, besides the woman in front of him who could arouse his possessiveness, he could not find any other person, or way to do so.
No matter how tired he was, just one look at this face and he would have endless energy.
His warm large palm gently caressed her smooth chin; her skin was like a piece of natural White Jade, flawless, and startlingly perfect.
"Have you touched enough?" Shen Cheng glared at him, signaling him to withdraw his restless hand.
"Not yet." Shi Yu, however, had no intention of pulling his hand back, continuing to stroke her chin, laughing with a deeper meaning: "A lifetime wouldn’t be enough."
Shen Cheng couldn’t be bothered with him, turning her head to the side to avoid his hand.
But Shi Yu didn’t give her the chance; as soon as she moved, he domineeringly held her face, then leaned in close, half-closing his eyes and sniffing her face.
He greedily inhaled her scent, issuing a low and deep voice: "So fragrant."
Shen Cheng pushed his face away, bracing her hand against his chest, "You smell of sweat, not fragrant at all. Go take a shower."
Instead, Shi Yu refused to let her off, seizing her hands and entwining her once more, tightly hugging her and pressing her face to his chest.
"Smell and see if it’s fragrant."
A magnetic voice echoed in Shen Cheng’s ears, and somehow, as if she had been seduced, she really did press her nose against his handmade suit jacket and sniffed.
Not a hint of sweat.
Nor any other offensive odor.
There was a hint of cigar on him, not overwhelming, just a mild scent, particularly pleasant.
"Not fragrant."
Although she genuinely liked his scent, Shen Cheng still said something contrary to her true feelings.
"Hmm, then smell again."
Saying this, Shi Yu raised his hand and unbuttoned his suit, pressing Shen Cheng’s face again to his chest.
This time, only a thin shirt separated them, allowing her to clearly feel his warmth.
The cigar scent was even milder, barely noticeable unless she sniffed hard.
But being so close to him, she could smell another scent, not fragrant, but a unique scent that belonged to him alone.
"Still not fragrant."
Though her words said as much, her body betrayed Shen Cheng, because this time, she leaned against him and didn’t want to move at all.
Hearing her say that, Shi Yu once again lifted his hand, elegantly undoing the buttons of his shirt, revealing a large expanse of bronze skin, sexy and enticing.
He held the back of Shen Cheng’s head, making her lean close to him, her face skin touching his chest area, a beautiful curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.