nucmednet Chapter 417 Don't Monitor Me Like This
Chapter 417 Don't Monitor Me Like This
A navy blue shirt paired with white trousers exudes a stylish and sophisticated air. The man's body, honed through years of consistent exercise and fitness, boasts a well-proportioned physique, a strong and slender build, and a flawless, impeccable figure that makes him look slimmer in clothes.
He rarely seems to wear white trousers, always opting for dark colors. This particular outfit makes him appear even more elegant and dignified.
She said, "Okay."
In a clear, bright voice, she praised without reservation, "Daddy is the most handsome and good-looking."
Sheng Tingchen looked at his daughter, his eyebrows curving into a smile, and said to the sales assistant, "This is the set."
"it is good."
Sheng Tingchen was about to change his clothes.
Rong Shu's phone vibrated.
When Sheng Tingchen was changing clothes, he gave his phone to Rong Shu to keep for safekeeping.
Rong Shu subconsciously glanced down at the caller ID; it was Zhou Mu calling, apparently about work. She handed the phone to the man who approached.
Sheng Tingchen reached out and took it, then walked aside to answer the phone.
"Hello!"
Upon hearing Zhou Mu's report, Sheng Tingchen's expression turned cold, and he went outside to answer the phone.
Just that instant.
Rong Shu also noticed that his aura was off, guessing that it was something important. She looked away without thinking too much about it and waited for him there with Mei Mei.
A dozen minutes later.
The man walked in with a normal expression, then changed his clothes, had the sales assistant prepare a new outfit, and paid for it.
After the sales assistant finished packing, she handed the packaging bag to the bodyguard who was with them.
Let's go!
Sheng Tingchen reached out to help Rong Shu up. She could walk now, but not as nimbly as she would normally be, and she would occasionally experience spasms.
The man put his arm around her waist to steady her, while Meimei held her mother's hand and happily muttered, "Buy a cake, buy a cake."
We arrived at a boutique cake shop, and the cakes in the window were exquisitely designed and beautiful. Meimei was overwhelmed by the choices; they were all so pretty.
Rong Shu gently placed her hand on the glass of the shop window, looking at the cakes inside.
Birthday cake.
Rong Shu didn't know what she was feeling at that moment.
Sheng Tingchen glanced at her face and asked, "What do you think of this look?"
Rong Shu looked at the cake Sheng Tingchen was pointing to and said, "It's quite pretty."
"Daddy, shall we buy them all?" Meimei asked her father.
Sheng Tingchen looked down at her and said, "Then ask your mother."
Meimei walked up to her mother and said, "Mom."
Rong Shu looked at her daughter and said softly, "Do we need that much?"
Sheng Tingchen finally chose a cake and will pick it up tomorrow.
Rong Shu looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Sheng Tingchen explained, "We'll go back tomorrow morning after we get the cake."
I took a walk around.
Rong Shu was exhausted.
Back at the luxury harbor apartment, as night fell, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows offered an unparalleled panoramic view of the entire opera house at night.
Sheng Tingchen played games with Meimei in the living room, and Meimei's loud laughter echoed throughout the room, making her breathless with laughter.
Until Meimei got tired of playing.
Sheng Tingchen took her to wash up, carried her to bed, and after Meimei fell asleep, Sheng Tingchen returned to the living room, sat down next to Rong Shu, and naturally put his arm around her as they watched TV together.
The television was showing a local idol drama.
The living room was quiet except for the sound of the television. However, the plot was getting increasingly out of control. The male and female leads started arguing about something, and then the man pinned the woman against the wall and kissed her forcefully until she was exhausted. The man then started to coax and apologize, and began to unbutton her clothes, getting more and more out of control.
Rong Shu picked up the remote and turned off the TV.
Sheng Tingchen turned his head to look at the woman beside him, his gaze sweeping over her reddened earlobes. A slight smile played on his lips as he asked, "What's wrong?"
Rong Shu said, "I need to rest."
She had just gotten up.
Sheng Tingchen reached out and put his arm around the woman's waist, pulling her onto his lap.
Rong Shu froze, staring at him.
Sheng Tingchen slowly raised his hand and gently stroked the woman's cheek, his dark eyes growing deeper and deeper, like a deep-sea whirlpool about to drown her.
"Want to give it a try?"
His voice was very soft, even coaxing.
Rong Shu understood what he meant, of course. Through the fabric of his clothes, she could clearly feel the man's body temperature rising and his masculine reactions.
She braced herself against the man's shoulders, resisting as she tried to get up: "I don't... um."
He had just opened his mouth.
The man's large hand gripped the back of the woman's head, and he kissed her lips, silencing all her words.
He didn't kiss her forcefully; instead, his kisses were exceptionally gentle, like a patient angler testing the waters with bait...
His large hand roamed over her body, gently caressing her as if trying to ignite the deepest desires within her. He guided her, "Don't resist your body's true needs. Try to accept them, feel them slowly. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." His voice seemed to possess a magical power, its sexy depths causing Rong Shu's consciousness to gradually dissipate. His movements were extremely gentle, minimizing her resistance.
Rong Shu felt her body was about to spiral out of control. "No... Ah!"
The woman's clothes were disheveled, and her skin had an alluring pinkish-white hue.
Their breaths mingled.
The lights outside the window were bright, and her eyebrows and eyes were gentle and charming.
Sheng Tingchen kissed her eyebrows, lips, neck... all the way down.
suddenly.
A sudden, urgent phone vibration broke the ambiguous atmosphere in the room.
Rong Shu instantly regained her senses, clutching the man's shirt tightly with both hands, and said in a hoarse and difficult voice, "Sheng Tingchen."
The man's chest heaved, his breathing was unusually unsteady, and his phone kept vibrating, as if it would keep vibrating indefinitely if its owner didn't answer the call.
Sheng Tingchen got up, carried the woman, and placed her back on the large bed in the bedroom. He pressed his forehead against hers, his voice low and husky, "Let's try again next time."
He turned and went back to the living room.
Rong Shu lay on the bed, her red lips slightly parted, her chest heaving, her eyes wide open as she stared at the ceiling, a strange, tingling sensation lingering in her body.
Sheng Tingchen returned to the living room. His phone, which had been resting on the sofa, vibrated again. He picked it up, saw the caller ID, and answered the phone. His voice was unusually deep, even tinged with displeasure, "Hello!"
The person on the other end of the phone could easily detect the odd tone in his voice, and frowned, asking, "What are you doing?"
Sheng Tingchen said, "You don't need to monitor me like this."
Su Qingzhi gripped her phone tighter, remaining silent for a long while before asking, "When are you bringing Xiao Shu back?"
Sheng Tingchen said, "I'm not going back tonight."
That's all.
The man hung up the phone immediately, threw it aside, and looked extremely gloomy.
On the other end of the phone.
Su Qingzhi's expression didn't improve much as she listened to the busy tone on the phone.