A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 306: The Lady’s Beauty is Feast for the Eyes

Chapter 306: Chapter 306: The Lady’s Beauty is Feast for the Eyes

Shen Yanhe was sensitive around her waist, and couldn’t help but lean back to try to avoid Fu Yanhe’s hand, "Why would you suddenly ask that?"

Shen Yanhe felt somewhat surprised.

Ever since their last child was unexpectedly miscarried, every time Shen Yanhe and Fu Yanhe became intimate, she would have him wear a "human cub gasbag" to prevent an unintended pregnancy.

She wasn’t ready to welcome a new life yet.

The last child was unplanned, and she initially wanted to keep it, but it seemed they were never meant to be.

Therefore, for the next child, Shen Yanhe planned to prepare mentally before trying.

She hadn’t expected that Fu Yanhe would suddenly ask her that.

Dark, unresolved colors swirled in Fu Yanhe’s eyes as he slowly gripped her waist tightly, preventing her from escaping, "Lu Jing calls you mom, and you didn’t refuse."

Listening to another child calling her mom still made Fu Yanhe slightly uncomfortable.

Shen Yanhe blinked and leaned into Fu Yanhe’s embrace, wrapping her arms around his neck, "He’s a patient. Are you really going to argue over such a small matter with a patient?"

Fu Yanhe silently gazed at her, hugged her waist tightly, and pulled her closer into his embrace. His voice was low and husky, with a hint of magnetism, "Why can’t I?"

Shen Yanhe was amused by his childish pettiness, cupped his cheeks in her hands, and gently rubbed his cheeks, "Of course you can."

"But now is not a good time to have a child, the matters of the immortal organization haven’t been settled, Xiao Huai’s medicine has not made progress, and if we have a child, I might not be able to take care of him all the time. Moreover, I’m not mentally prepared to be a mother yet."

Fu Yanhe understood her, he sighed softly in his heart, looked down with burning eyes at Shen Yanhe’s lips, and tenderly pinched her lips with his long, hot fingers, "I know."

He was candid, "But I still feel somewhat upset."

"Yanyan," Fu Yanhe slightly lifted his gaze to look at her, with a dark expression, "Pamper me, please."

Shen Yanhe blinked, "How do..."

The final word was lost as Fu Yanhe’s lips covered hers.

Shen Yanhe was forced to tilt her head to receive his kiss, which started as a gentle graze and ended with him prying her teeth open, completely taking her breath away.

Fu Yanhe was fierce, with an intense force that made Shen Yanhe’s breathing hurried, her slender fingers weakly clutching at his shirt.

Time stretched long in the hot and ambiguous atmosphere.

The phone that she had placed on the chair rang.

Amid being dragged deeper into a sea of desire by Fu Yanhe, Shen Yanhe snapped to her senses; she struggled to dodge Fu Yanhe’s pursuing kisses and gasped, "The, the phone."

With a frown shadowing his face, Fu Yanhe pressed Shen Yanhe closer into his arms, stretched out his long arm, and grabbed the phone.

Half-leaning against his solid chest, Shen Yanhe caught her breath as she answered the call, "Hello..."

Song Shiwei’s voice came with a light and cheerful tone, "He Miao, I’ve arrived at the airport. Can you send me the hotel address? I’ll come to you."

Shen Yanhe blinked; her oxygen-deprived brain sluggishly remembered that Song Shiwei indeed had mentioned she would come to Jing City to visit her.

She had been busy recently and had lesser time to chat on WeChat, and Song Shiwei hadn’t given her a specific time, causing Shen Yanhe to somewhat forget about it.

Now, upon hearing Song Shiwei, she quickly responded, "Which airport in Jing City are you at? I’ll come to get you right now."

Fu Yanhe looked at the girl in his arms, her soft body wholly dependent on him, pressing against his chest.

His eyes darkening, his well-defined fingers leisurely reached beneath Shen Yanhe’s shirt, his hot hand touching the skin around her waist.

This sudden touch brought a ticklish tingling sensation, causing Shen Yanhe’s body to stiffen instantly, and a slight gasp escaped from her throat uncontrollably.

She turned her head, annoyed, and glared at Fu Yanhe, silently asking, "What are you doing? Take your hand away."

A fleeting smile crossed Fu Yanhe’s eyes as he slowly shook his head under her gaze.

While Song Shiwei was saying that she could just come by herself and there was no need for Shen Yanhe to pick her up, she suddenly heard faint gasps coming from the other end of the line.

Song Shiwei: "..."

No way?

Could it be that her call was untimely and interrupted Yanyan?

Song Shiwei’s ears turned slightly red, and she stammered a bit, "It’s alright, Yanyan, just send me the hotel address, and I will come to find you soon."

On the other end of the phone.

Shen Yanhe pressed down the mischievous hand at her waist in annoyance and tried to speak calmly, "Okay, I’ll send you the address on WeChat in a bit."

Song Shiwei hummed an acknowledgement: "Then I won’t disturb you anymore. I’ll hang up now, see you later."

After that, Song Shiwei quickly ended the call.

When Shen Yanhe heard Song Shiwei speak like this, she realized that she must have heard something and misunderstood. She then angrily and embarrassedly pulled out the misbehaving hand from under her shirt and bit it fiercely on the mouth.

"Jerk! You knew I was on the phone, yet you still messed around!"

Fu Yanhe let her bite, looked at the faint teeth marks left on his finger, his eyes slightly curved, and he said unhurriedly, "It’s my fault, madam is too tempting, I couldn’t resist."

"However, madam could choose a different spot to bite."

Shen Yanhe blinked, not understanding: "Which spot?"

Fu Yanhe chuckled softly and lifted Shen Yanhe’s hand to his lips to kiss it, "You’ll find out later, madam."

Shen Yanhe rolled her eyes and pushed him lightly with her free hand, "Stop the nonsense, call the driver to head back to the hotel, Shiwei will be arriving soon."

Fu Yanhe: "As you wish, madam."

-

Meanwhile.

Jingcheng International Airport.

Shifei came back with a bottle of water for Song Shiwei, and immediately noticed her flushed cheeks and red-tipped ears.

He frowned, raised his hand to touch her forehead: "Why are you so red? Are you not feeling well?"

As if burnt, Song Shiwei stepped back and stuttered, "No, I’m not."

She raised her hand, fanned herself with it, and chuckled dryly: "Maybe it’s just the stuffy hot weather in Jingcheng, haha."

Shifei eyed her deeply with his serene gaze, gave a cold hum, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water, and handed it to her: "Drink some water."

Song Shiwei blinked and took it from his hands: "Thank you."

She took a sip of the water, then looked at Shifei and asked, "I’m going to the hotel to find Yanhe later. Where will you be going?"

Originally, after moving out from Qi Yunqian’s villa, Song Shiwei planned to come to Jingcheng alone.

However, she unexpectedly met Shifei on the plane and ended up traveling part of the way with him.

"Finding the BOSS," Shifei said indifferently, "He owes me several months of bonuses. I’m going to chase him for it."

Song Shiwei nodded, closed the cap, and pointed outside: "Then let’s part ways here; if you have time later, we can hang out together."

As she spoke, Song Shiwei began walking outside.

She had just taken a step when suddenly her wrist was grasped and she was pulled back forcefully.

Caught off guard, Song Shiwei staggered back a few steps into Shifei’s arms, her nose colliding with his hard chest, causing her eyes to tear up with pain.

Before Song Shiwei could speak, a crowd suddenly rushed over shouting, "Movie Emperor Zhou is here! Movie Emperor Zhou!"

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