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Chapter 115 Give him the key

He was just planning in his mind how to be "nice" to Shen Hua.

But Shen Hua didn't seem to want to play a cat-and-mouse game with him. She was straightforward and straightforward, writing all her thoughts about him on her face.

Giving him the key was tantamount to a blatant invitation. She was telling him bluntly that she wanted to sleep with him.

Direct and exciting.

It's a rare thing he likes.

The kind of stimulation is similar to her agreeing that he can enter her forbidden area without restraint, and tacitly agreeing that this place also belongs to him.

At that moment, Fu Chenghai's heart was ignited by her, and he couldn't help but cheer for it.

His heart was excited, but he didn't know what he was excited about.

Perhaps he was simply seduced by her, and he succumbed to his male animal instincts.

Just like when I first saw her in a venue in Las Vegas, the pair of fair and slender legs under the short professional skirt were particularly eye-catching.

And she hangs the bag loosely around her waist, hanging below the groin of her right leg, which draws the eyes of those who have thoughts about her to her legs that can make men have unlimited fantasies with just one look. .

"Click——"

The bedroom door opens.

Fu Chenghai raised his eyes and saw Shen Hua appearing at the door with sleepy eyes and rubbing her eyes.

He turned over and sat up, "Did I disturb you?"

"Um."

Shen Hua's eyes were bleary-eyed and she shook her head. She looked like she was still in a sleepy state.

Because of her drowsiness, Fu Chenghai's appearance was not clear in her eyes and could only show a rough outline.

Fu Chenghai rarely wore a light-colored sweater jacket today, with a white shirt underneath.

The light-colored figure caught Shen Hua's eyes, transforming into another long-lost sense of familiarity and security.

Shen Hua was in a daze for a moment. It seemed that the person sitting on the sofa was not Fu Chenghai, but him...

She excitedly put on her slippers, walked forward, her body relaxed, and she fell on the sofa of her own accord, wanting to hug him and rely on him.

Fu Chenghai was afraid that she might not wake up and accidentally fail to sit firmly and fall. He quickly reached out to catch her and let her fall down in his arms.

The moment she snuggled into Fu Chenghai's arms, the touch made her wake up instantly.

This is Fu Chenghai's arms, not his.

Loss swept over me overwhelmingly, leaving me with only a deep sense of powerlessness.

"What's wrong? Why do you crawl into people's arms as soon as you meet them?" Fu Chenghai thought it was Shen Hua who was waiting for him to come back and was anxious.

Shen Hua quickly calmed down her emotions. She lay in Fu Chenghai's arms, grabbed his front shirt, and sniffed his scent like a drug-detecting dog.

Fu Chenghai was confused, "What did you smell?"

"You didn't drink," Shen Hua said gently, "I thought you knew how to drink, so I prepared hot water and honey for you."

Fu Chenghai hugged her and smiled: "I thought you were smelling other women's perfume on me."

"Then - is there any?" Shen Hua narrowed her eyes, raised her head and asked with a deliberate smile.

"What do you think?" Fu Chenghai couldn't help but pinch her nose.

"I can't tell," Shen Hua continued to bury her head in his chest, "I have to smell it again."

She said "smell" but her hands were not honest at all. Shen Hua's hand had already opened the zipper of Fu Chenghai's sweatshirt and put her hand in.

Fu Chenghai felt her attempt to lift the hem of his inner shirt. He quickly pressed Shen Hua's hand, his throat felt slightly hot and itchy.

"You won't go to work tomorrow?" he asked.

"superior."

"Are you still messing around at work?"

"I can't let you come here in vain, can I?"

Fu Chenghai was helpless, "I'm really afraid of you."

He blocked Shen Hua's hand from the outside of his sweater, and then quickly took her hand out of his shirt, controlling her wrist to prevent her from doing anything else.

"Take a good rest if you are sleepy," Fu Chenghai patiently comforted, "I came to you just to see you, not to do this kind of thing with you."

Shen Hua was slightly startled.

Apparently she was mistaken.

She thought Fu Chenghai came here in the middle of the night just to do this kind of thing to her.

She even scented the bedroom.

She changed the bedsheets and quilts with new ones, just to create the best atmosphere, to please him, and to make him further lower his guard.

"Why don't you do it? Do you not want to?" Shen Hua asked puzzledly.

"It's not that I don't want to, I just don't want to disturb your rest. I'm sorry for waking you up. You go to bed first. I'll go wash up and be there in a while."

Fu Chenghai took the opportunity to get up and go to the bathroom.

A stagnant Shen Hua was left, sitting on the sofa in trance.

This scene seems a little too familiar.

It was so familiar that Shen Hua's heart, which had finally calmed down for three years, was once again in turmoil.

I come home late because I miss her, I sleep on the sofa because I come home late...

Exactly the same.

The only difference is that Fu Chenghai is not him.

It's night.

Shen Hua suffered from insomnia.

I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Fu Chenghai noticed that she seemed upset and not very asleep. He put his hand on Shen Hua's waist, leaned over and asked softly: "Can't you sleep?"

"Well," Shen Hua looked back at him, "Go to sleep quickly, I'll fall asleep after lying down for a while."

Fu Chenghai lay down, his strong arms wrapped around Shen Hua's waist, and he pulled her back so that she was fully embedded in Fu Chenghai's arms.

"Why are you sleeping so lightly, eh? I woke you up when I dropped a key. She's more delicate than the Princess and the Pea."

As if teasing, he raised his jaw slightly and took a bite of Shen Hua's ear.

Shen Hua's ears felt itchy. She shrank her neck in response and stretched out her hand to pluck the pinna of her ears twice.

"Stop making trouble and go to sleep." She said dissatisfied.

Fu Chenghai was very obedient, turned around and lay down, stopped teasing, and hugged her firmly with his arms.

Shen Hua also closed her eyes, but the past events were still vivid in her mind, but now things have changed. She thought that three years would be enough for her to arm herself, but in the end she still couldn't defeat the past.

Her nose was sore, and the crystals overflowed from her eyes, slid down the corners of her eyes, and finally disappeared into the hair on her temples.

Night light poured in from the window, illuminating the entire house, but it could not illuminate Shen Hua's heart.

She was thinking about someone who would never come back, but her body was lying on the same bed with another man.

She didn't know whether her choice was the right one, but now Shen Hua had no choice but to go to the dark side.

In the past three years, she thought her tears had dried up long ago.

Unexpectedly, she would still cry because of her extreme longing.

Just when she was trying to control her emotions, a big palm suddenly stretched out from behind and clasped her eyes.

"Why are you crying?"

Fu Chenghai's voice also came at the same time, and Shen Hua was startled.

"It's nothing," Shen Hua adjusted her mood and tried her best to speak in a normal tone: "I suddenly thought of a sad thing."

Fu Chenghai scratched the corners of her eyes with his thumb and wiped away her tears.

At this moment, she was completely carrying him, and he couldn't see Shen Hua's face, but he could accurately find her eyes and the location of her tears.

"Tell me what's going on."
Chapter completed!
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