Chapter 511: Chapter 511: A Special Gift
Returning to the room, Shi Yu doesn’t give Shen Cheng a chance to speak, directly kissing her small mouth with a rotating and lingering passion.
Shen Cheng has no room to resist, each time he forces a kiss, it seems she can only obediently submit.
"Hold me tight." Shi Yu whispers softly in Shen Cheng’s ear, curling out her clove-like small tongue, gently sucking, entwined.
"Mmm..."
Shen Cheng lets out a low moan, involuntarily holding his neck tighter.
The moon is bright and the stars sparse, the stars twinkle like diamonds, the moon casts a mysterious veil, and the entire earth seems like an illusion yet real.
Tonight, is destined to be an ambiguous night.
Just past midnight, the two entwined on the bed reluctantly separate.
Because it’s just about to be Shen Cheng’s birthday, so Shi Yu restrained himself at the critical moment.
He lies on the bed panting heavily, his handsome face slightly flushed, evil fire still surging within him, seemingly about to burst through his veins in search of release.
Shen Cheng lies beside him, her clothes in disarray, her skin tinted with an alluring blush.
Her breathing is somewhat chaotic, like her heartbeat, without rhythm.
The two don’t speak for about five minutes, until they both calm down.
Shen Cheng props herself up on the bed, takes out a delicately wrapped box from the nightstand and hands it to Shi Yu, "A belated gift."
Since it’s past midnight, it’s a belated gift.
Shi Yu leans on the bed, takes the box, and casually places it aside, without any intention to open it.
Seeing this, Shen Cheng frowns, "Aren’t you going to open it?"
Shi Yu hums in response, indicating he won’t open it.
Seeing his indifferent attitude, Shen Cheng feels somewhat unhappy. She huffs lightly and turns over, lying down with her back to him.
Her posture looks just like she is holding a grudge.
"Are you angry?"
Shi Yu reaches out to hold her, his warm palm gently caresses her swollen abdomen, slow and with gentleness.
Shen Cheng stays still, ignoring him.
"Whatever you give, I will like it."
Shi Yu whispers softly in her ear, his hot breath spraying in Shen Cheng’s earlobe, giving off an indescribably strange feeling.
"..." Shen Cheng still doesn’t speak.
Shi Yu, at a loss with her, stretches out to pick up the box he just set down, and opens it in front of Shen Cheng.
Watching him open the wrapping and the inner box within, Shen Cheng unexpectedly curls up the corners of her lips, smiling mysteriously and seductively.
A stark contrast to the woman who was just sulking moments ago.
Only when Shi Yu fully opens the box and takes out the "gift" inside, does she collect her smile, holding back laughter, and asks him, "Do you like it?"
Before he started opening the box, Shi Yu had already anticipated that the gift she was giving might be unusual, because his woman was never one to stay quietly and obediently in place.
Indeed, this woman really was special!
Long fingers holding a pair of black men’s underwear, Shi Yu waves it in front of Shen Cheng, his gaze dangerously lethal, "Shen Chengzi, how did you think of giving such a gift?"
Shen Cheng doesn’t answer his question directly, instead she calmly counter-asks him, "What, you don’t like it?"
Shi Yu lifts his hand, flinging the underwear aside, then turns Shen Cheng’s face towards him, forcing her to meet his gaze.
Looking at her, his sword eyebrows raise, and with a slight move of his thin lips, a smile that’s not quite a smile escapes as he utters two words: "I like."
"Good that you like it." Shen Cheng says, then seriously asks him again, "Do you know what it means for a woman to give a man underwear?"