Chapter 1645: Chapter 1642 Precious
Willing to give you ten taels doesn’t necessarily mean it’s good. Having ten taels of silver and willing to give you ten taels shows enough sincerity.
But true sincerity isn’t in the moment of giving ten taels of silver; it’s in all aspects of life, where the details reveal the truth.
Chu Heng didn’t say a word from beginning to end, he just picked dishes for the two of them with the chopsticks, eating in an orderly manner himself.
Chu Ziluo took a deep breath, also realizing that her parents were different from other people’s parents, and she cherished having such loving parents.
She thought, could the husband she’s going to find in the future be half as good as her father?
Chu Ziluo didn’t know why, but this question lingered in her mind during the meal, leading to a rare bout of insomnia.
After dinner.
Ye Muyu finished washing up first, returned to the soft couch, and opened a book to read, which was a geographic record with some content about the Southern Border.
Leaned against the pillow, waiting idly, after a while, she saw Chu Heng e in wearing his undergarments.
“e over here quickly.” Ye Muyu patted the seat beside her and waved him over.
Chu Heng went over and sat down, wrapping his arm around her waist, “What’s up?”
“Take off your shoes and sit up, or else your feet will get cold.” Ye Muyu glanced at his long legs, feeling for a moment that the couch was too short.
Chu Heng let out a pleasant laugh, resting his shoulder on hers, “I have Inner Strength, not cold at all.”
Ye Muyu patted her head, belatedly realizing, “Oh right, you have Inner Strength, I almost treated you like an ordinary person.”
So she didn’t insist on Chu Heng, knowing that sitting cross-legged isn’t fortable. Ye Muyu found a fortable position for herself, with the geographic record still on her lap and hands.
She cleared her throat lightly, sat up straight, facing him, and smiled, “Ah Heng, meeting you is the greatest luck I’ve had.”
“Do you feel my heartbeat?” She grabbed his hand and placed it on her pounding chest, looking into his eyes with an earnest gaze and a smile painted with happiness, “It beats only for you.”
“So, you are mine.”
Chu Heng’s long lashes drooped slightly, half-covering his pretty eyes; Ye Muyu almost drowned in them, and her cheeks flushed unconsciously.
“Aren’t you going to respond to something? I’m plimenting you.” Ye Muyu’s finger poked at his chest playfully.
Chu Heng’s eyes were filled with tenderness, he sighed softly and pulled her into his arms, making Ye Muyu end up sitting on his lap and kissing her squarely.
Not only were her lips swollen from the kissing, but a few marks appeared on her neck; when she was hugging him, she could feel his strong and powerful heartbeat and his proactive sensuality.
“Wait a moment.” Ye Muyu raised her hand, pressing both hands against his chest.
At this moment, Chu Heng’s undergarment was loose, revealing his reddened chest; she could feel the heat of his skin against her palms.
“No, stop for a second, your wound, I shouldn’t sit here.” Ye Muyu took a few breaths, retreating from his embrace, satisfied only after confirming she wouldn’t press on him.
“Alright, I’ve already received your heartfelt intention.” Ye Muyu said seriously, though if her face wasn’t so red and her gaze didn’t shift evasively, this sentence might have been more convincing.
Chu Heng chuckled and didn’t expose her little thoughts, “Hmm, thank you, my dear.”
“Um, can you give me a massage?” Ye Muyu fully exemplified what it means to be a player, taking advantage of others and still seeking free labor.
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