Chapter 83: Morning Exercise, Good for Health

Gu Yan looked up in shock: "You, you, you..."

Shen Yanhui's eyes were already pitch black; he pulled her onto his lap and, gripping her waist, pecked at her lips.

"What about me?"

How could he have the nerve to ask?

Gu Yan admired his thick skin, but she was also being kissed by him until her breathing grew disordered.

Shen Yanhui kissed her neck again, his warm breath spraying against her skin, stirring up waves of itchiness.

He kissed her while saying, "Yanyan, you have to take pity on me. I haven't seen you for a week; I've been thinking about you even in my dreams."

Gu Yan couldn't dodge left or right.

Of course she missed him too, but...

Recalling the experience from last time, that shivering sensation, her body couldn't help but tremble.

"Shall we go back to the room?"

"Right here."

Resistance failed, and Gu Yan was kissed until she was dizzy and disoriented.

Not until Shen Yanhui took out a small silver package did her eyes widen: "You actually even prepared this?"

Shen Yanhui chuckled low, his teeth gently nipping open the edge of the package: "Better safe than sorry."

Gu Yan's voice trembled as she continued to look for excuses: "It's morning right now..."

"Mm." He responded, his kisses moving down along the side of her neck, "Morning exercise is good for your health."

Gu Yan wanted to retort, but all her words were swallowed into his kiss. His palm clasped her waist, his fingertips gently stroking her spine, bringing on a wave of tremors.

She regretted wearing a skirt today; it was just convenient for his movements.

"Wait, wait..." She finally found a gap to breathe, "Your wound will tear open."

"It's not like I'm using my neck to exert force."

"..."

Shen Yanhui's patience ran out, and he held her up to adjust her posture. Gu Yan felt something and her whole body stiffened: "No, no, no..."

"Why?"

"It, it will hurt..." she whispered, the tips of her ears red enough to drip blood.

Shen Yanhui stopped his movements and looked up at her.

Sunlight shone into the depths of his eyes, deep as the sea.

"I'll be gentle." His voice was hoarse, and he kissed the corner of her lips.

In short, no matter what she said, he had a way to shut her up.

Gu Yan still refused to give up and called out again: "Someone might come later..."

"No one is here."

As the words fell, Gu Yan's body instantly tensed, and for a moment she was in a dilemma.

Shen Yanhui had no choice but to stop: "Relax."

Gu Yan was on the verge of tears; she wanted to relax too, but how could she: "You go out..."

"It hurts more to go out now..." Shen Yanhui coaxed patiently, his palm gently rubbing the small of her back, "Relax, Yanyan."

Gu Yan tried to relax, but her body remained taut. She lay on his shoulder, her voice laced with a sob: "It's all your fault... can't you be smaller?"

Shen Yanhui laughed muffledly, his chest vibrating: "This is my fault too?"

"It is your fault!" Gu Yan said, embarrassed and angry.

Shen Yanhui wasn't having an easy time either; he could only stroke her back bit by bit and kiss her lips.

Searching for the right moment.

"Ah—" The moment Gu Yan let out a startled cry, her lips were blocked again.

"Shen Yanhui, you bastard! You lied to me!" The corners of her eyes were soaked with tears as she cursed with waning momentum.

"I didn't lie to you; it did hurt just now, but what about now?" The man's breathing was also disordered, his hand tightly gripping her waist.

Gu Yan bit her lip and said nothing.

But her body was very honest.

That familiar, shivering sensation spread from her tailbone to her whole body, and she could only hold him tightly.

Shen Yanhui was relentless, his voice hoarse: "Does it hurt now?"

"... It doesn't hurt." Gu Yan's voice was as thin as a mosquito's.

"Then what does it feel like?"

"You... stop asking..." She was so shy she buried her face in the crook of his neck.

Shen Yanhui laughed low, his chest vibrating.

It was too much.

Gu Yan wanted to bite him, wanted to leave tooth marks on his shoulder as revenge. But just as she turned her head, she saw the gauze on the side of his neck.

She couldn't bear to.

In the end, she could only whimper and bury her face in his shoulder, her fingers clutching the shirt fabric on his back so hard her knuckles turned white.

Tears fell uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes, mixing with sweat and dripping onto his chest.

The sunlight stretched the shadows of the two people very, very long.

One could vaguely hear their murmuring conversation.

"Shen Yanhui... Can't you slow down a bit?"

"How slow? Like this?"

"Wait..."

"Can't wait... endure it..."

"..."

Gu Yan took a long time to recover before whispering, "The wound... is it alright?"

Shen Yanhui looked down and checked: "It's fine."

"Really?"

"Mm." He kissed the top of her hair, "You were very careful just now."

Gu Yan's face heated up, and she turned her head away: "I wasn't careful at all..."

Shen Yanhui: "You were, you didn't even have the heart to bite me when you wanted to."

Having her thoughts exposed, Gu Yan annoyedly wanted to get off him.

But unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, her body felt impossibly weak and sore.

Shen Yanhui noticed her stiffness and laughed again, picking her up: "Want to take a bath?"

Gu Yan: "I can wash myself!"

Shen Yanhui: "You can't."

As he spoke, he carried her into the bathroom.

Fortunately, he still had a bit of conscience and didn't do anything excessive again.

Coming out of the bathroom, Gu Yan turned her back to Shen Yanhui, deliberately not looking at him.

She felt she had been corrupted by him; unlocking new positions was one thing, but he had even unlocked new locations.

Next time, there's no telling what strange place it might be. She absolutely, absolutely must not compromise easily again.

A Fairy has backbone too!

Shen Yanhui was already dressed neatly, looking like a man in a suit and leather shoes, a completely different person from the wicked man just a moment ago.

He patted the young girl's shoulder, his voice full of the satisfaction of being satiated: "Do you want to sleep for a while or go out with me?"

Gu Yan moved: "Go where?"

"You'll know when we get there." Shen Yanhui paused, "Or is it... that Mrs. Shen's legs are too weak to walk?"

Gu Yan was the type who couldn't be provoked.

"Go, why wouldn't I go? Who has weak legs!"

Shen Yanhui raised an eyebrow, not exposing her, but simply bent down to take her flat shoes from the closet: "Wear these."

"I want to wear high heels."

"We have to walk quite a bit today." Shen Yanhui had already crouched down, gripping her ankle.

Gu Yan pursed her lips, watching him lower his head to earnestly put her shoes on for her. Morning light shone in through the gap in the curtains, casting a pale golden halo on the top of his hair.

Her heart suddenly softened for a moment.

But she quickly hardened her heart again; the dog of a man did not deserve her softness.

"I'll put them on myself." She wanted to pull her foot back.

Shen Yanhui held it tighter, looked up at her, with a smile in his eyes: "Shy?"

"Who's shy!" Gu Yan's ear tips were burning, "Let go quickly."

Shen Yanhui laughed and let go, but when she put on her shoes and stood up, he suddenly bent down and swept her up into his arms horizontally.

"Ah—what are you doing!" Gu Yan exclaimed.

"Afraid Mrs. Shen's legs will be weak and she'll fall." Shen Yanhui walked out carrying her, his steps steady, "I'll carry you downstairs."

"Put me down! I can walk!"

"Really?"

"... Yes!"

Shen Yanhui stopped walking, making a move to put her down.

Gu Yan immediately hugged his neck tightly; she didn't want to make a fool of herself on the stairs.

Shen Yanhui chuckled, holding her more securely: "Saying one thing while meaning another."

Gu Yan buried her face in the crook of his shoulder and stopped talking.

Anyway, she couldn't win an argument against him.