Chapter 552: Chapter 550: Because I’m Your Man
Shen Cheng’s remaining rationality was instantly stripped away as she opened her eyes, seeing nothing but pitch darkness.
Under the influence of alcohol already, his kiss made her whole being feel groggy, completely devoid of reason.
Unconsciously, her hands climbed onto his shoulders, actively responding to him.
In the dimly lit living room, an ambiguous hue was cast, filled with the sound of their urgent and heavy breathing.
The two clung tightly together, leaving not a single gap between them.
Suddenly, Shen Cheng felt something hard pressing against her, causing her body to immediately start heating up.
Shi Yu’s kisses trailed downward, nibbling on her delicate collarbone...
Suddenly, Shen Cheng was swept into a horizontal carry, she instinctively hooked her hands around his neck, after which he leaned down to kiss her again.
Thus, Shi Yu carried her up the stairs with big strides, steady-footed even in the pitch-black night that rendered it impossible to see one’s own hand in front of them.
After they went upstairs, he slightly turned his body, using his back to push open the ajar bedroom door.
Shen Cheng was placed on the bed, and before she could even catch her breath, his body pressed down upon hers.
The buttons on her blouse were hastily torn open, revealing a beautiful view.
"What are you doing?"
Shen Cheng caught his hand, her voice still trembling.
Shi Yu’s hands paused at her move, his voice hoarse: "What am I doing? You should have realized that drinking can lead to reckless behavior."
"Why didn’t you answer my calls!"
After saying this, Shen Cheng belatedly realized that she was actually angry at him for not answering her calls.
She went to the bar to drink because she was acting out in a fit of pique.
Angry, acting out? Could a free-spirited woman like her really engage in such petty tactics?
Has she gone mad?!
All of a sudden, Shi Yu withdrew his hand from hers, grabbed her chin with a grip that turned colder: "I didn’t answer your calls to make sure you remember that you are not to touch alcohol without my permission."
"Why do I need your permission to drink?"
Shen Cheng tilted her head back slightly, trying to discern his indistinct face in the darkness.
"Because I am your man," he said, enunciating each word as his thin lips parted.
"What does it matter if you are my man? Can being my man restrict my freedom in life? I want to drink, I like to drink, I’m going to drink—what can you do about it!"
The hand pinching her chin slowly tightened, his indifferent voice now dangerous and lethal: "Given your current health condition, should you be drinking?"
Shen Cheng: "..."
After all that, is he worried about her health?
"I’m asking you," he said in a low voice.
Shen Cheng lowered her voice suddenly, the feisty little wildcat from moments before turning docile all at once: "My health is fine right now..."
"Hmm?"
"I haven’t touched alcohol since I got pregnant, that’s why I wanted to drink."
After hearing her words, Shi Yu’s gaze softened subtly, yet his voice remained cold: "Wanting to drink is not an excuse, you can’t joke with your health."
Shen Cheng fell silent.
After an unknown stretch of time, she finally spoke: "At most, I promise you, I won’t touch alcohol again for three months."
"Six months," Shi Yu countered, adding three more months to her initial promise.
"Four months," Shen Cheng bargained, her maximum concession being an additional month on top of the three.