Sweet Temptation! The Beauty in President Pei's Palm is Too Alluring

Chapter 116 Pei Yanzhou, you big idiot

Shu Hua: "?"

She crossed her arms over her chest, pouted slightly, and said to him with a hint of dissatisfaction, "I've already confessed my feelings to you, and all you do is 'hmm'?"

"This is such a perfunctory job!"

Her cheeks were puffed out, slightly rounded from anger, just like a glutinous rice ball. Her watery eyes glared at him, the corners of them red, but they held no intimidation whatsoever.

On the contrary... it makes people want to bully them even more.

Pei Yanzhou couldn't help but laugh when he saw her adorable expression.

He gently bounced his legs, grasped her waist with both hands, and lifted her up slightly to make her more comfortable and closer to him.

Then, he raised his hand and pinched her chin.

"Are you angry?" he said with a smile. "You're still so cute no matter how angry you are."

Shu Hua gave a soft snort and deliberately turned her face away from him.

But actually, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Pei Yanzhou reached out and gently cupped her face back, which she had turned away from.

"Mrs. Pei is beautiful, kind-hearted, and multi-talented," he said earnestly, looking at her, "She seems like a fairy descended from heaven; her smile is more radiant than the stars."

Shu Hua's cheeks flushed red at a visible speed. Her eyes, which had been staring at him defiantly just moments before, were now brimming with tears and blinking rapidly.

"Pei Yanzhou." Her voice softened.

"Um."

"Where did you learn all this?"

"To be honest, you don't need to learn it."

Shu Hua was completely defeated.

She lowered her hands from her chest, leaned forward, wrapped her arms around his neck, and softly nestled into his embrace.

"Okay," she buried her face in the crook of his neck, her voice filled with undisguised laughter and sweetness, "I forgive you for now."

Pei Yanzhou chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around her waist and gently pulling her closer.

She nestled in his arms for a while, snuggling closer until she found the most comfortable angle. Then she looked up at him, her lips curving into a smile:

"husband."

"Um."

"Happy birthday."

"And also, I love you..."

Pei Yanzhou rested his chin on the top of her head.

I love you too, baby.

The two hugged for a long time.

Shu Hua lifted her head from his embrace, her eyes falling from his eyes to his thin lips. Then, she slightly pouted her lips.

"Kiss~"

Pei Yanzhou lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.

She kissed him back.

He kissed her again.

Each time they separated, they left less than half an inch of space between them, their breaths mingling, and the next second they were pressed together again.

When they parted, Shu Hua breathed softly, her lips becoming even redder from being moistened.

She leaned against him and patted her chest: "We're doomed, Pei Yanzhou."

"Um?"

"Here," she pointed to her heart, looking up at him, "it seems to be beating faster and faster."

Pei Yanzhou lowered his eyes and looked at the hand she was pressing against her chest.

"And yours?" she asked, tilting her head. "Does your heart beat for me too?"

Pei Yanzhou looked at her.

"You can experience it for yourself," he said.

Shu Hua smiled and her eyes crinkled.

Instead of placing her hands on his chest as he expected, she leaned down and pressed her face against his.

Through the thin fabric of his shirt, her ear was right next to his heart, and the steady, powerful beating of his heart echoed in her ear.

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes drooping gently.

Pei Yanzhou could clearly feel that the restraint within him was gradually approaching the breaking point.

Just then, Shu Hua's shoulder strap slipped down an inch from her shoulder.

A thin pink ribbon slid slowly down her rounded shoulders, revealing a small patch of smooth, fair skin. The neckline of the tulle dress was already low, and with this slip, even more of her skin was faintly visible.

She was completely unaware.

She remained pressed against his chest, listening intently to his heartbeat.

Pei Yanzhou's rationality completely collapsed at this moment.

He raised his hand and gently pinched her cheek.

Shu Hua was still staring at him blankly, not quite understanding what was happening. The next second, he lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely.

It wasn't the gentle, lingering peck of the previous kiss. It was a deep, aggressive kiss. His lips and tongue pried open her teeth, plunging deep inside and sucking forcefully.

"Hmm..." Shu Hua hummed softly, her fingers gripping his collar tightly.

He held the back of her neck with one hand, deepening the kiss; his other hand was already on her waist, his palm pressed against the thin gauze dress, kneading it forcefully.

Shu Hua was kissed until she was breathless, and her mind went blank.

She could only passively endure his advances, her fingers sliding from his collar to his shoulder, softly clinging to him.

The man's lips moved away from hers, tracing down her jawline, kissing her earlobe, her neck, and her delicate collarbone.

Then, his hand moved from her waist and slowly moved up her smooth back. His fingertips found the thin zipper.

Shu Hua felt a chill run down her back, and then the entire dress slipped off her body and was casually tossed onto the sofa next to her by Pei Yanzhou.

She was only wearing a light pink lace bra underneath.

"Wait, wait..." Her reason was still struggling. "Go back to the room..."

Pei Yanzhou lowered his head, his warm lips landing on her shoulder blades, gently kissing them.

"Try it here," he said seductively, "wouldn't that be nice?" His breathing was a little heavy, and his thin lips were slightly red from the kiss just now.

Shu Hua's whole body went limp.

"Here?" Her voice trembled.

"Yeah. Anyway, it's just the two of us here, isn't it?"

Aunt Chen is indeed on vacation these past two days.

but……

She looked down at herself, her whole being resembling a gift that had been unwrapped halfway, the wrapping paper scattered haphazardly, revealing the soft sweetness inside.

She lay sprawled on the sofa in the center of the living room, which was covered with rose petals, with flickering electronic candlelight behind her.

This scene—

too crazy.

Pei Yanzhou noticed her distraction and gave her waist a light pinch.

"You're not paying attention," he whispered in her ear, "baby."

Shu Hua lowered her head and met his eyes.

Those eyes, usually so cold and aloof, were now completely changed color, swirling with undercurrents.

It's over.

This time, it seems like I went too far...

That night, Shu Hua truly understood what it meant to "reap what you sow."

Looking back, Shu Hua could only describe that night with one word: flipping the wok.

Chi Yuchu once asked her with a suggestive look, "Baby, how was your CEO Pei's experience... flipping the wok?"

At the time, she didn't understand and even asked seriously, "What do you mean by flipping the spoon? He's a good cook."

Chi Yuchu laughed so hard she slapped her thigh, without offering any explanation.

She understood tonight.

Toss the food in the pan.

Toss the wok thoroughly.

She was tossed and turned, over and over. The sofa wasn't big enough, so he picked her up and moved her to another spot. She thought she could finally catch her breath, but it just turned out to be just being moved from one pot to another.

She cried several times.

It doesn't hurt.

It's the kind of wave that pushes you to the crest, surges to the highest point time and time again, and teeters on the brink of collapse time and time again.

It's too full.

"Do you love me?" He lowered his head and kissed away her tears.

"Hmm..." She no longer had the strength to speak.

"What does 'hmm' mean?" he asked. "Does it mean love or not?"

"Love," she said, her voice trembling with tears.

"Who loves it?"

"I."

"Who are you?"

"Shu Hua"

"Who does Shu Hua love?"

"...Pei Yanzhou."

"Say it all together."