Unbridled, Depraved

Chapter 115 Mrs. Xie, you can't just set fires without putting them out

Shen Qianhe suddenly raised his eyes, and through the lenses of gold-rimmed glasses, he was unexpectedly met with a pair of misty and affectionate eyes.

The man was close at hand, staring at her.

His face appeared more three-dimensional and profound under the light.

There was still a faint smell of tobacco and masculine hormones on his body, which mixed together to form a unique attraction.

It's unbearable to sink in.

In this quiet and long eye contact, Shen Qianhe was drawn by his gaze and fell into a deep vortex.

She held her breath involuntarily, and the air around her was still, with only the sounds of their two breathing intertwined in the air.

Sensing that the situation was not good, Shen Qianhe wanted to say something nice to cheer Xie Jincheng up.

She was just thinking about what to say, but the man spoke before her.

"Help me take off my glasses."

His voice was low and hoarse, as if it had been burned by fireworks, and it resonated with her heartbeat.

Shen Qianhe's throat tightened, he raised his hand tremblingly, and slowly took off his gold-rimmed glasses.

Without the cover of the lenses, the man's eyes suddenly became blurred.

He put one hand on her slender waist and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him.

Her red lips parted slightly, and her eyes were like spring water containing peach blossoms.

Gentle and charming, it will make people intoxicated without them realizing it.

But she was completely unaware.

The two slender wrists were suddenly grasped by the man's big hands.

She was surprised to see that the tie that was around his neck just now was wrapped around her wrist in the blink of an eye.

"Xie Jincheng, what are you doing!"

"What? Isn't it obvious?"

He raised her hands above her head, picked her up and threw her on the bed.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to prepare for pregnancy? If not, how can you get pregnant?"

A deep, magnetic voice sounded, Xie Jincheng leaned over and looked down at her, his narrowed eyes revealed a hint of danger, surging with love and desire that could not be concealed.

Shen Qianhe protested anxiously: "But there is a dinner party later!"

"When you were teasing me inside just now, why didn't you think there would be a dinner party later!"

"I...I'm a little hungry..."

She tilted her head slightly, feeling extremely guilty.

It seems that the plan of committing suicide is risky.

Just pass!

"Mrs. Xie, you can't just set the fire and not put it out."

The man's voice was low and hoarse, like fragments of sandpaper, which gradually cut and grind the taut strings of reason in Shen Qianhe's heart.

"Do you know how uncomfortable I felt just now?"

His words were like a gentle breeze, brushing past her ears and causing a tingling shiver.

Shen Qianhe opened his mouth and was about to say something when suddenly, rhythmic, banging sounds came from the next room.

Along with the sound of impact, there was also the ups and downs of a woman's voice.

The waves roared.

Judging from the noise, the bed couldn't hold up anymore.

As they looked at each other, Xie Jincheng's deep, dark eyes seemed to be soaked in ink, bottomless.

Shen Qianhe laughed awkwardly and looked at Xie Jincheng: "Did you hear that? This room is not soundproof!"

Xie Jincheng smiled: "So?"

Shen Qianhe bit her lower lip tightly, her eyelashes were long and thick, and her eyes were hazy and blurred.

"I mean, you could be gentler for a while."

The man's Adam's apple moved and his narrow eyes curved.

"Mrs. Xie, what you just said is very dangerous."

Shen Qianhe: "??? Why is it dangerous?"

Xie Jincheng dragged his tone and said ambiguously: "A successful man, no matter in which aspect, doesn't like to lose."