Two-Faced Husband, Have Some Decency!

To think that back then, she was still a student of Jixia High School while he was already Jixia’s headmaster.

Fast forward, however…

Song Yu’s face felt hot when she thought about it, she was still in disbelief. She buried her face in his chest with all of her might.

”Hungry?” Qi Chengzhi’s voice was still hoarse, but on that occasion, it was due to satisfaction.

After he mentioned it, she realized she was a bit hungry. She looked out the window and discovered that it was already dark.

Remembering that they were in Hong Kong, she thought of the street food that was always seen in Hong Kong movies. They were all must-haves.

”I want to eat fish roe curry, beef entrails, wonton noodles, rice noodle rolls, and egg waffles.” With one breath, Song Yu listed out a few of the dishes she saw in Hong Kong movies.

Qi Chengzhi’s eyebrow twitched. He was half-smiling and appeared to be laughing at her childishness. He slid down the bed without saying anything making Song Yu feel slightly hollow. Looking at him getting up to make a phone call, she frowned ever so slightly and suppressed a groan that nearly escaped her mouth.

Without his hugs, she felt cold. Her whole body was uncomfortable, and it only felt slightly better after she used her blanket to cover herself tightly.

Qi Chengzhi was still naked, and he was displaying his handsome, muscular back blatantly to her. He was tall, with a height of one hundred and eighty-eight centimeters, as compared to her height of one hundred and sixty-five. She could only manage to reach his chest. Since his back was facing her and was not able to see her, she admired his back openly.

His body shape was like a standard inverted triangle: the muscles of his shoulder blades appeared to form the shape of wings as a result of his workouts, while his waist was constricted. He had a pair of long legs that were not typical of most men. She could not help but remember the time where she saw the muscles of his abdomen when inside the room of a restaurant. They were strong and beautiful. He was the typical example of a person who looked fit when shirtless but slim with clothing.

At times that he wore a shirt, his body was slender, like that of a model. Perhaps no one knew how intoxicatingly seductive he was under all those clothes. She looked and looked, and smiled unknowingly in satisfaction, and in that smile, there was a possessiveness in her that she herself failed to notice.

He was a man with a body so capable of turning one into a sinner, and he belonged to her.

While Song Yu was in the midst of spacing out, Qi Chengzhi had finished his call with room service. He turned around and walked toward her, catching her in the act. Song Yu’s face turned red and she covered her face nervously under the pillow.

A flash of amusement flickered in Qi Chengzhi’s enigmatic eyes. He once again returned to her side, but she turned her back toward him. He held her hair on her nape and brushed them in the direction of the pillow. It caused Song Yu to tremble lightly, but she refused to look up.

”One more round?” His voice was intoxicating from the beginning, but at that moment, it was deliberately seducing her.

Song Yu felt embarrassed. She trembled to the point of losing herself and was red from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet.

…

Eventually, he carried her into the bathtub. She barely managed to steady herself when Qi Chengzhi lifted up his long legs and entered too. He did not seem to care that the water in the tub was overflowing because of him.

Qi Chengzhi did not add any soap to the water. Everything underneath the water was crystal-clear, and she did not dare to let her eyes roam around.

A simple movement led to ripples forming in the water. Through those ripples, she saw her toes submerged in the water, and they seemed to be melting in the undulating waves.

He never understood why olden texts such as and the like were so fond of writing about women’s feet, but right there and then, he realized he liked Song Yu’s.

She was poking at his calf with her toes when he grabbed her leg abruptly and pulled her into his embrace.

”Are you doing this to shoo me or to seduce me?” His head was inclined to one side as he brushed his lips against her ears and uttered his words in a thick, low voice.

Her face heated up and her brain froze, rendering her unable to reply him. Her saving grace was the doorbell and the sound of the intercom, with the hotel staff saying, ”Room service.”