Beijing Marriage Entanglement

My head feels dizzy and my limbs feel weak.

Lu Xingci's hand had just been raised when it fell limply onto Shen Yu's waist.

His eyelids drooped heavily.

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"Mom, I really have no interest in that Qin Leyao."

Shen Yu stood in the dressing room, looking at the brand-new men's shirts in the closet, the tags still on.

He turned slightly to look at the person sleeping soundly on the bed.

He could hear his mother's worries about his marriage.

"You're not getting any younger. If you don't find a girl to date and get married soon, I'm afraid I'll never have a grandson in my life."

You're the same way. A few years ago, you were like an iron tree that never bloomed. I was worried about your sexual orientation.

These past two years have been like a peacock displaying its feathers, changing girls one after another. Can't they just find one and focus on a serious relationship?

Shen Yu's lips unconsciously curled up, spreading into a casual arc, and his voice unconsciously rose at the end.

"Mom, don't worry, I have someone I like."

"All those things before were just jokes. This time I'll talk about it seriously and bring you a daughter-in-law."

As he spoke, he reached out, pulled off his shirt, removed the tag, and put it on.

"No rush. I'll definitely bring her back to see you when I have the chance, and introduce you two."

Shen Yu put on his shirt, rolled up the cuffs a few times, and turned to stand at the door of the dressing room.

The way he gazed at Lu Xingci was like a fireplace in winter, warm yet scorching.

"She's a very nice girl, you'll definitely like her."

He kept his voice very low, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Xiao Jinhe on the other end of the phone was both anxious and curious.

But since her son said that, she didn't urge him any further, and only gave him some instructions.

"Alright, then I'll decline the offer from the Qin family."

Remember to bring that girl home as soon as possible; Mom is really looking forward to it.

"Okay, I'll hang up now. I'll come back to visit you in a few days."

After Shen Yu finished speaking, he hung up the phone and went to the bedside.

Knees and palms supported him on the edge of the bed, and his upper body bent over.

He gave Lu Xingci a light, quick kiss on the forehead.

Lu Xingci was fast asleep; when touched, he only fluttered his eyelashes.

When she opened her eyes, it was almost noon.

The dazzling sunlight streamed in through the window, making it uncomfortable to look at.

Lu Xingci turned over and faced away from the window.

Then I saw Shen Yu's handsome and refined face.

He sat cross-legged on the floor, elbows propped on the edge of the bed, chin in hand, watching me with a fixed smile.

"Awake? Are you Sleeping Beauty? You can sleep so much."

Lu Xingci pretended not to see him, turned over and went back to her original position, pulling the blanket over her head.

"Once your fever breaks, leave quickly and don't bother me."

The sound came from under the covers, muffled and muffled.

Shen Yu shook his head.

"I can't leave; I don't have a penchant for streaking."

Lu Xingci took a moment to process what he had just learned before he suddenly remembered.

Last night, I originally planned to throw all my clothes into the washing machine after taking a shower.

As a result, Shen Yu suddenly got up and hugged her, mistaking her for his older sister.

She coaxed herself to sleep first.

The clothes haven't even been washed yet.

Right now, the wet clothes are probably still piled up in the bathroom.

It might even rot...

Lu Xingci turned around, pulled the blanket off his head, revealing half of his face.

His gaze swept over Shen Yu from head to toe, finally settling on the white shirt he was wearing.

That was a gift she prepared for Song Qinghui on their anniversary.

I spent over five thousand yuan to buy this high-end shirt.

However, the salesperson brought the wrong size; it was one size too big.

Lu Xingci originally planned to give it to Song Qinghui first on the anniversary, and then exchange it later.

Unexpectedly, on their anniversary, Song Qinghui gave her a "surprise" first, so the shirt was never given to her.

I was always busy after that and forgot about the shirt.

The clothes fit Shen Yu perfectly.

Noticing her gaze, Shen Yu tugged at his shirt collar.

"You only have this one men's garment in your walk-in closet. If I don't wear it, I'm afraid you'll accuse me of being indecent."

He tilted his head as he spoke, looking at her with a clean and bright smile.

"I hope my sister isn't angry?"

Lu Xingci sat up and casually tied her hair up.

"It's trash anyway, wear it if you don't mind."

Shen Yu smiled and stood up.

"I don't mind, I'll just consider it a gift from my sister."

He turned around and asked Lu Xingci.

"Is it pretty?"

"Isn't he dressed much more handsomely than Song Qinghui?"

Lu Xingci didn't mind him wearing it at all, because she hadn't planned to want that outfit anyway.

But he always compared her to Song Qinghui, and kept mentioning Song Qinghui to her, which annoyed Lu Xingci.

Upon hearing this, Lu Xingci looked up, somewhat impatiently glancing at him.

"Have you always liked to compare yourself to Song Qinghui since you were little?"

Shen Yu's smile froze for a moment, then returned to normal.

He sat down next to Lu Xingci, leaning his upper body close to her.

His deep, magnetic voice contained a strong breathy quality.

"So, how do you think I compare to him in bed?"

Lu Xingci gave him a push, her mouth acting faster than her brain.

"You know perfectly well that this was my first time..."

Before Lu Xingci could finish speaking, Shen Yu grabbed his hand and pressed it firmly against his chest.

His shimmering peach blossom eyes stared straight at her, like a long-starved wolf eyeing a rabbit doomed.

"You were with him for three years but never gave yourself to him; instead, you gave yourself to me."

How about we go even crazier?

"What?"

"Didn't you ask me what my third request was?"

My third request is that you be my Mrs. Shen.

Lu Xingci sat on the bed, watching the bright sunlight fall on Shen Yu's exceptionally handsome face.

It's still so beautiful, but the more you look at it, the more unreal it seems.

She frowned and reached out to pinch Shen Yu's cheek.

Shen Yu's expression remained unchanged; he didn't even furrow his brow.

Lu Xingci breathed a sigh of relief; it really was just a dream.

It's really strange. She has no feelings for Shen Yu, so why did she dream that he proposed to her?

Hahaha, what kind of decent person would propose in bed? That's hilarious!

Lu Xingci's lips unconsciously curled up. The next second, Shen Yu leaned down and kissed her lips passionately and intensely.

"Well……"

Lu Xingci reached out to push him.

The next second, a burning pain shot through my lips.

Shen Yu licked the blood off his lips with a wicked grin, looking at her with a smug smile.

"Does it hurt?"

Lu Xingci frowned. "Of course! Are you crazy?!"

"Do you still think it's a dream?"

Lu Xingci's expression froze instantly, and then his face turned deathly pale.

Pain is not a dream!

Shen Yu just actually asked her to marry him!!!

Lu Xingci felt as if his head was about to explode.

She shoved Shen Yu aside, ran barefoot to the bathroom, and splashed water on her face.

Lu Xingci calmed down in the bathroom for a long time.

She opened the bathroom door and blurted out the words of refusal.

"Shen Yu, I don't care about you..."

But as soon as she was about to speak, she saw the empty bedroom and stopped herself in her tracks.

"ha."

Lu Xingci lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

Sure enough, he was just bored and made a joke to amuse himself.

How could I be so foolish as to actually be troubled by a joke?

In families like the Song family, Song's mother would do everything she could to prevent herself from marrying into a wealthier family.

Moreover, the Shen family is one of the top three wealthy families in the capital.

The next second, Shen Yu stood at the bedroom door carrying a brown bag.

Looking at Lu Xingci, who was standing at the bathroom door with his head down, seemingly laughing at something, he teased her.

"You seem so happy, does that mean you've agreed?"

Lu Xingci's smile froze, and he looked up at Shen Yu as if he had seen a ghost.

"Didn't you leave?"