Chapter 181: Zhu Yuan Loves Sheng Yu the Most

Zhu Yuan was so sleepy that when Sheng Yu said this shameless thing, she leaned her face against his chest, rubbed against it, murmured an "mm," and closed her eyes to continue sleeping.

She did not notice, however, that the man's hands holding her stiffened.

In the dim light, the man's eyes were dark and bright, "Zhu Yuan."

Yet the only answer he received was Zhu Yuan's faint, shallow breathing.

Sheng Yu's Adam's apple bobbed, he let out a soft chuckle, suddenly rolled over, lowered his head, and accurately latched onto her lips, skillfully prying them open.

Zhu Yuan, who was asleep, unconsciously parted her lips, and the moment he pried them open, she took the initiative to meet his lips and tongue.

It was as if there was a fire burning in Sheng Yu's body.

When he felt Zhu Yuan's unconscious reciprocation, his breathing became chaotic, and his hands began to move, unbuttoning her hospital gown.

When Zhu Yuan felt the anomaly at her chest, she gasped and opened her eyes.

"You..."

Sheng Yu lifted his head from her chest, his large palm moving from her chest to the back of her head, gently kneading it.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

Zhu Yuan's ears burned; he had stripped off her clothes and kissed her entire upper body, yet he still claimed he didn't mean to wake her!

Sheng Yu propped himself up with one hand beside her, while his other hand pulled open his own top.

In the dim light, the muscle lines on his chest and abdomen seemed to be outlined with shadows, possessing a powerful impact.

Sheng Yu grabbed her hand and pressed it against his abdominal muscles, "Do you like this part of me very much?"

In the past, when they were together, she would look at his abdominal muscles intentionally or unintentionally; he hadn't thought much of it then, but thinking about it now, she must have liked them.

Zhu Yuan touched the scorching abdominal muscles, her fingertips trembling, and she stubbornly refused to admit it, "Aren't all men's abdominal muscles the same?"

"The same?" Sheng Yu's voice carried a hint of gritted teeth, "Whose else have you touched?"

A flash of craftiness crossed Zhu Yuan's eyes, "Oh, there have been plenty... ah!"

However, before she could finish her sentence, Sheng Yu's large hand gripped her firmly above the waist!

He sneered, "Alright, you little lecher!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and fiercely seized her lips.

It was hot and stuffy under the covers; Zhu Yuan lifted her legs to kick the quilt away, but Sheng Yu was one step ahead of her, throwing the quilt off the bed, his tall figure looming over her.

"There are five hours left until dawn; that's enough time to deal with you."

Poor Zhu Yuan, having run her mouth for a moment, was ultimately pinned to the bed by Sheng Yu and forced to beg for mercy; it wasn't enough to confess that she had only touched his abdominal muscles, she also had to be recorded on his phone saying she loved only Sheng Yu in this life, and loved Sheng Yu the most.

The sky was faintly beginning to brighten.

Zhu Yuan lay exhausted in Sheng Yu's arms, her body still trembling, tears brimming in the corners of her eyes, her mouth accusing him of being a beast, a pervert.

Sheng Yu held her, drenched in sweat, kissed her brows and eyes, looking completely satisfied, and played the recording over and over again.

——I love Sheng Yu the most in this life.

——No, say it again. Who loves Sheng Yu the most? Not just this life.

The soft voice, laced with a crying tone, was intermittent.

——Zhu Yuan... will only love Sheng Yu... alone for all eternity, and loves Sheng Yu the most.

At the time, she only felt that Sheng Yu was being overbearing, but now, hearing her own words and the voice that was so soft it could drip water, Zhu Yuan's body, which had been flushed from the exhilarating intimacy, turned even redder.

Sheng Yu is really so tormenting!

Zhu Yuan didn't wake up until noon.

When she woke up, she was dazed.

When the hospital room door was opened from the outside, Sheng Yu looked at her hospital gown, which had slipped to one side, revealing a rounded, fair shoulder marked with a few hickeys.

His gaze darkened; he closed the door behind him, walked over, pulled her into his arms, pulled up her slipped clothing, and fastened the buttons for her.

"Are you hungry?"

Zhu Yuan nodded.

"What do you want to eat?"

Zhu Yuan's first reaction was soybean paste noodles, but she only liked the soybean paste noodles her grandfather made, and her grandfather was not in Jingdu City right now.

She shook her head, "There's nothing I particularly want to eat."

"You expended so much energy, aren't you hungry?"

Zhu Yuan blurted out, "It's not like I was the one moving..."

"Then why did you keep calling out that you were tired?" Sheng Yu teased her, "That's true, your throat must be very tired, calling out like that..."

Zhu Yuan covered his mouth firmly, her face flushed red, "Can you be a little more restrained?"

Sheng Yu took the opportunity to kiss her palm, "You dare to call out but won't let me talk about it? Why are you so overbearing?"

Zhu Yuan took a deep breath, "Yes, I'm overbearing, I'm the most overbearing, I'm even more overbearing than President Sheng."

"That's honest enough." Sheng Yu picked her up by the waist and went to the bathroom; he set her down and couldn't help but kiss her lips again, "You go wash up first, I'll go get you something to eat."

Sheng Yu let her go, and just as he turned to leave, Zhu Yuan suddenly called out to him, "Sheng Yu!"

Zhu Yuan's face was burning red.

She didn't say a word, and seeing her embarrassed look, Sheng Yu understood.

His eyes deepened, "I didn't use protection last night, and I won't allow you to take medicine."

"But what if..."

"Then we'll have it."

Zhu Yuan's eyes were bloodshot.

Sheng Yu pulled her into his arms, his thumb stroking the corners of her eyes, "Wouldn't it be fine to marry me?"

Marry...

Zhu Yuan had never considered such a long-term matter.

"At Yuan Fengye and Song Ci's wedding, I saw you were very excited; were you thinking about being the bride?"

"When was I excited?" Zhu Yuan's face turned even redder, "I was, I was just startled by you being the groomsman."

Sheng Yu gave a light hum, "If the bridesmaid wasn't you, do you think I would have been willing to be the groomsman?"

Zhu Yuan had guessed this reason, but hearing Sheng Yu admit it himself still made her heart tingle.

"Didn't you say yourself that you love me the most? If you love me the most, you have to marry me." Sheng Yu's eyes were brimming with a smile.

Zhu Yuan was once again tingled by his bandit-like logic.

Seeing him make a move to take out his phone, Zhu Yuan didn't want to die of embarrassment, so she shouted his name with a flushed face, "Sheng Yu!"

"Hmm?" Sheng Yu put his phone back into his pocket, lowered his head to be at eye level with her, and laughed in a low voice, "Why are you so easily shy?"

Zhu Yuan stared at him with her large eyes, silently accusing him.

Not everyone is as shameless as you!

Not long after Sheng Yu went out, he brought a bowl of soybean paste noodles back in.

Zhu Yuan smelled the scent and found it familiar, but she didn't dare to get happy too soon.

It wasn't until Sheng Yu fed her the first bite that her eyes lit up, "Did my grandfather come to Kyoto?"

She said excitedly, "Is it?"

But then she saw her own hands wrapped in gauze and said worriedly, "If Grandfather sees me like this, how heartbroken he will be."

"What grandfather of yours?" Sheng Yu looked at her.

Zhu Yuan said in confusion, "Isn't this the soybean paste noodles my grandfather makes? This taste is clearly..."

But meeting Sheng Yu's half-smiling eyes, Zhu Yuan suddenly understood, yet she was stunned.

Sheng Yu raised an eyebrow, "If you want to call me Grandfather, just say it; it's not like I can't agree to it."

He lightly flicked the tip of Zhu Yuan's nose, "I didn't expect you to have so many strange tastes."

He leaned close to her ear and blew a breath onto her earlobe, "Good granddaughter."