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Chapter 175 Temperature Rise

"Mmm...I want more kisses."

Lin Shuyao was like a greedy kitten, her slender arms wrapped around his waist, and she couldn't help but open her pink lips to seek his lips, as if she could never be satisfied, kissing him and meowing as she rubbed against him.

Cheng Zheng stopped and looked at the woman beneath him, her eyes watery, her cheeks flushed, and her expression one of utter confusion and passion.

"What kind of bad thing are you planning to do? Hmm?" he asked in a low, husky voice, the dark undercurrent in his eyes almost overflowing.

Lin Shuyao wrapped her arms around his neck, tilted her head up to his ear, pressed her pink lips to his earlobe, and whispered something in his ear as soft as a wisp of smoke.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Zheng's Adam's apple bobbed violently. "Beg me."

"Hmm, no..." Lin Shuyao turned her face away, her fair earlobes tinged with pink, like two tiny peach blossoms.

As Cheng Zheng kissed her, he used his calloused fingertips to slowly ignite the flames.

"Beg me."

His voice was hoarse as he repeated the words.

No. Lin Shuyao bit her lip and wouldn't let go, her watery eyes looking at him, blinking, her gaze filled with a hint of pleading, like a little deer that had been bullied badly.

"Beg me, baby, be good," he coaxed softly, his voice low and deep, with a seductive quality.

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Lin Shuyao's eyes were red and wet from his touch. Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer and cried out in a trembling voice, "Please, please..."

"What do you want from me? Hmm?"

"Please..." she said, her voice barely audible, her face burning hot.

"Who are you asking?" Cheng Zheng persisted, his tone laced with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Lin Shuyao's voice broke into several fragments, gasping for breath: "Qiu Cheng, Cheng Zheng..."

Who is Cheng Zheng?

"It's...it's my...husband..."

"Waaaaah..."

Lin Shuyao sobbed, and Cheng Zheng was finally satisfied. He lowered his head and kissed her, swallowing all her sobs...

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A long time passed.

Lin Shuyao lay listlessly against his chest, motionless, and complained with a wronged expression, "I'm hungry... I barely ate anything before running out to chase after you..."

Cheng Zheng pinched her rosy cheeks, his deep voice husky with the aftermath: "Then get dressed, let's go out to eat."

"Waaah, I don't want to move..." She buried her face in his neck and rubbed against him, like a lazy kitten.

"I'll go out and buy it. What would you like to eat?"

"I want to eat..." Lin Shuyao named several dishes, her voice soft and sweet, with a coquettish tone at the end, "I want to eat from Wang Ji in Chengnan, that one is delicious."

"Okay." Cheng Zheng got up and put on his clothes.

He moved swiftly, quickly getting dressed and going out the door.

Lin Shuyao thought he had gone to buy food, so she snuggled in bed waiting, her eyes half-open, almost asleep. But a little while later, the door opened again.

She opened her eyes and saw Cheng Zheng standing by the bed, holding an enamel basin in one hand, a thermos in the other, and a towel draped over his shoulder.

"Baby, let me wash you first."

He somehow got hold of something, added warm water to the basin, tested the water temperature with his hand, then wet a towel, wrung it out, and sat by the bed to help her wash.

Although things had been quite intense just now, Lin Shuyao was still a little shy after not seeing him for a month. When the towel touched her skin, she flinched, raised her hand to cover her eyes, and dared not look at him; her eyelashes trembled violently.

"What's there to be shy about? It's not like we've never seen this before." Cheng Zheng glanced at her, softening his movements. "Does it hurt? It seems a little swollen."

Lin Shuyao hissed, utterly embarrassed: "It's all your fault, hmph..."

"Blame me."

"It's all your fault." She took her hands off her eyes, glared at him, her eyes both reproachful and coquettish.

"Yes, it's my fault. I'll be gentler with the baby next time." Cheng Zheng lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then put the towel back in the basin. "Okay, baby, let me help you get dressed."

Lin Shuyao lay there like a doll, letting him do as he pleased. Cheng Zheng dressed her and tidied up the bed. Watching him busy himself, Lin Shuyao suddenly felt a pang of inexplicable bitterness. She got up and hugged his waist, pressing her cheek against his chest. "Hug me."

"What's wrong? Hmm?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to hug you..."

She sniffed, and her eyes welled up with tears again.

"Are you not hungry, baby?"

"I'm hungry. But I don't want to be apart from you."

"Then I'll be back soon."

"No, I want to go with you."

"Weren't you unable to move? You still have strength in your legs? Hmm?"

"If you can't walk, carry me on your back..."

"Okay, little darling, I'll carry you to eat."

Pfft. Lin Shuyao laughed out loud at his joke, pretending to stand on the bed, "Then turn your back."

Cheng Zheng turned around and faced away from her. Lin Shuyao jumped onto his back, wrapped her arms around his neck, and wrapped her legs around his waist. Cheng Zheng supported her legs with his arms and carried her steadily on his back.

"I'm gone."

He carried her out of the house, and when they went downstairs, they ran into the receptionist at the guesthouse. The receptionist was staring at Lin Shuyao, so Cheng Zheng explained to her, "My girlfriend sprained her ankle and can't walk, so I'm carrying her."

The receptionist nodded, and after the two left, she immediately gossiped to the guy boiling water, "Wow, can you believe it? The guy in room 307 actually greeted me first!"

"Really? When he first moved in the day before yesterday, Ma Xiaojuan, who was making his bed, tried to talk to him, but he completely ignored her. Ma Xiaojuan was so embarrassed that she didn't eat all day yesterday, saying she couldn't understand why such a pretty girl like her wouldn't talk to her in room 307."

The receptionist covered her mouth and chuckled twice: "Ma Xiaojuan is dreaming. Do you think anyone would even talk to her? She already has a boyfriend. Just now, 307 went out with him behind his back. Her boyfriend is incredibly beautiful, with skin that looks so tender you could squeeze water out of it, like a baby, milky white. Ma Xiaojuan looks like a piece of burnt rice next to him, dry and dark. 307 must be blind to even look at her."

"Hahaha, you have such a sharp tongue! If Ma Xiaojuan knew about this, she'd definitely start a fight with you..."

"I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, just wait until 307 comes back with his girlfriend, and you'll see for yourself."

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