nashuaworldcup Chapter 215 Bathtub
Chapter 215 Bathtub
Wen Jiayue then realized that she had fallen into Shen Fuhan's trap again.
But it was too late.
He picked her up, strode over her with his long legs, and stepped into the bathtub.
The bathtub was far too small to hold two people, and water kept overflowing, soaking their clothes and hair.
Wen Jiayue was a little scared, feeling that the bathtub might tip over.
She clung to the tub's sides, trying to get out, but Shen Fuhan gripped her wrists tightly and pulled her into his arms.
"No hiding."
Before Wen Jiayue could even explain, his kiss landed on her lips.
In a daze, Wen Jiayue seemed to have returned to her past life, and she remembered that there had been a similar time.
I thought that last time was exhilarating enough, but it turned out to be nothing compared to what I had experienced before.
The water in the bathtub was poured out and gradually cooled down. Shen Fuhan picked her up.
A cool breeze passed through the back of Wen Jiayue's legs, and she finally came to her senses in a daze.
With each step she took, she trembled uncontrollably, biting her lip so hard she couldn't make a sound.
That's terrible! Shen Fuhan is so wicked!
Wen Jiayue was both ashamed and embarrassed, and tears fell like beads from a broken string.
Shen Fuhan patted her slender back and coaxed in a hoarse voice, "Just this once."
Before her consciousness completely disappeared, Wen Jiayue heard the ancient and lingering sound of the clapper at the fourth watch.
At 1:15 AM, Shen Fuhan opened his eyes.
He glanced at Wen Jiayue, who was still fast asleep, and quietly got up and went out.
After having breakfast alone, he went to the study and asked Ling He to report on the important events in the manor over the past month.
Ling He reported in a measured tone, while Shen Fuhan kept his eyes closed, as if he had already fallen asleep.
After he finished speaking, Shen Fuhan opened his eyes, his expression clear and lucid.
He repeated in a low voice, "Did Fuyou bring a maid with him?"
Ling He replied, "Yes, Fourth Master said he wants to introduce someone to Madam."
"who?"
"I don't know."
Shen Fuhan pinched the bridge of his nose as he recalled the maid his fourth brother had brought to Ninghui Hall last night.
Fuyou has grown up, but to openly bring a maid around the mansion like this really makes him...
He asked calmly, "Is there anything suspicious about that maid?"
"The maid didn't say a word the whole time, so I didn't investigate further."
Shen Fuhan then stopped asking questions. Although he was Shen Fuyou's older brother, there were some things he couldn't interfere with.
Nothing else matters, as long as Wen Jiayue is safe.
Shen Fuhan then inquired about matters in the capital.
"The situation with the eldest princess has been peaceful. She usually stays at the princess's residence and only occasionally goes to the palace."
Shen Fuhan tapped the table: "Keep an eye on it. Is there anything else?"
Ling He said, "The Duke of Qi's mansion has been quite lively recently. I was afraid there was something amiss, so I sent people to investigate and found out that it was to welcome the young master back to the capital."
Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "I have already met the Crown Prince."
They had a pleasant conversation along the way, but as is often the case with true friendship, neither of them made any promises to meet again after returning to the capital.
Pei Huaijin's talent and strategy are no less than his; sooner or later, he will distinguish himself in the capital.
If we are destined to meet, we will.
After spending two hours in the study, estimating that Wen Jiayue would wake up soon, Shen Fuhan returned to his bedroom.
Unexpectedly, another hour passed before the person, who was fast asleep, finally opened their eyes.
Wen Jiayue, still half asleep, suddenly caught sight of Shen Fuhan's silhouette and slapped him without thinking.
But she had just woken up and was not very strong, so Shen Fuhan easily grabbed her wrist.
"woke up?"
Wen Jiayue didn't want to talk to him and crawled into bed to continue sleeping.
Shen Fuhan said in a low voice, "Get up and have your meal."
His tone carried a warmth born of satisfaction, a rare softening.
Wen Jiayue didn't want to move at all. She had no strength in her body, and her waist and legs were extremely sore. All she wanted to do was sleep.
Shen Fuhan put down the book, reached into the blankets, and grasped her waist.
Wen Jiayue trembled instantly: "No..."
She really couldn't take it anymore, and she didn't know where Shen Fuhan got his energy from. After such a long journey, he was still so energetic.
"I'm just giving you a massage," Shen Fuhan said. "Don't move around."
His tone became much more serious, but Wen Jiayue was still hesitant to believe him. That's how he had fooled her last night!
She insisted on pulling her hand back, her expression stiff as she said, "It's none of your business."
Shen Fuhan paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you angry?"
Asking questions knowingly!
Seeing that he didn't say anything more, Wen Jiayue turned over and faced away from him.
There was a rustling sound behind me, and then a warm sensation on my back.
Shen Fuhan placed his hand on it again and said, "It really is just a massage."
Wen Jiayue's body stiffened for a moment, but she relaxed when she saw that he remained well-behaved.
“I was out of control last night,” Shen Fuhan said. “I will definitely mend my ways tonight.”
Wen Jiayue pursed her lips. When had he ever said the same thing, and then did it again...?
Wait, what did Shen Fuhan just say? Tonight?
Her eyes widened suddenly: "No!"
Wen Jiayue was truly terrified of him; she really didn't know where he got all that boundless energy!
"Why not?"
“I said no, and that’s final,” Wen Jiayue said stiffly. “Your Excellency should find another woman.”
The pressure on her waist suddenly increased, and she couldn't help but cry out before quickly covering her mouth.
"Don't say anything I don't like," Shen Fuhan said calmly. "Rest tonight, continue tomorrow night."
He revealed a harsh truth: "In short, there will be a total of eight times over the next month."
Wen Jiayue remained silent, quickly calculating that once every four days on average seemed acceptable.
What I fear most is that Shen Fuhan will continue for eight consecutive days...
She discussed it with him, saying, "There must be at least one day between each visit."
Shen Fuhan narrowed his eyes slightly, clearly not wanting to agree.
As Wen Jiayue was pondering how to get him to agree, Shen Fuhan spoke up first.
Did you reply to my letter?
Wen Jiayue was stunned. She didn't even know where he was. How could she reply?
Shen Fuhan said, "Then I will reply today. After you reply, I will agree."
Wen Jiayue pondered for a moment and then agreed.
Anyway, his letters are always very short, so it's fine if she only replies with a sentence or two.
But Shen Fuhan seemed to know what she was thinking and added in a low voice.
"Each letter must be at least one page long."
"Why?"
Shen Fuhan said, "You don't have to agree."
Wen Jiayue pursed her lips: "Fine, I promise you."
After all that commotion, she was no longer sleepy and got up to eat.
Seeing the bright sun outside, Wen Jiayue realized it was already past 1:00 PM and couldn't help but glare at Shen Fuhan.
“It’s clearly a coquettish rebuke,” Shen Fuhan said seriously, “like an encouragement for me to do well.”
Wen Jiayue couldn't possibly learn his shamelessness, so she walked silently into the side hall.