Suddenly lifted into his arms, Shen Cheng had no choice but to hook her hands around his neck to stabilize herself.
Shi Yu was very satisfied with her reaction. Smiling, he asked in a low voice close to her ear, "Are you sure anywhere is okay?"
Shen Cheng: "Okay."
There was nothing she couldn't handle.
"Good."
Having said that, Shi Yu turned around, placed her on the desk, glanced over her disheveled clothes and chuckled lightly: "What about your clothes? Will you take them off yourself, or shall I do it for you?"
Shen Cheng didn't hesitate and promptly responded: "You do it."
"Baby, your buffering speed is unbearably fast." Shi Yu chuckled in a low voice, and possibly because of the dim lighting in the room, his already well-defined face seemed even more enchantingly beautiful in the flickering light.
"That's exactly how I want you—unable to resist."
