Chapter 9: Lu Siyen: Ready to Tear Apart!

That evening, Qingbao clung to Chu Wanning on the third floor, telling stories and coaxing her to sleep—a completely new experience for her, and quite pleasant.

On the second floor, Lu Siyen was busy in the study, handling some work and gathering information on the Chu family, preparing for a takeover.

No one but him could bully his people!

And he, himself, only dared to be domineering in bed.

As Chu Wanning descended from the third floor, she happened to run into Lu Siyen leaving the study.

“Go to the master bedroom and sleep!” Lu Siyen’s gaze was fiery, his tone unyielding. Then he added, “It’s all ready.”

Chu Wanning had just been caught off guard and hadn’t responded immediately.

Was this man worried she wouldn’t go?

They were now legally married; whatever he wanted, she wouldn’t refuse.

“Okay!”

Seeing her agree, Lu Siyen lifted his leg and stood before her, immediately scooping her up in a bridal carry.

Instinctively, Chu Wanning wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I can walk by myself!”

The man paid no attention. Once inside the master bedroom, he shifted her position so that her legs were wrapped around his waist, pressing her against the door.

Then his kiss descended.

It was their first kiss.

The softness surprised them both; they sought each other eagerly, only separating when they could barely breathe.

Their foreheads touched, and Lu Siyen’s voice was husky to the extreme.

“Want to tear it off!”

Chu Wanning, dazed from the kiss, barely heard and only murmured in response.

Until the sound of ripping—the cheongsam tearing—did she realize what he had said.

“Shower!” she said shyly, pressing close to him, unable to meet his eyes.

“Later, together. Help me undress.”

Only then did she notice that aside from the wrinkles on his chest where she had grabbed, his clothes remained perfectly neat.

Compared to her own half-exposed state, it was so unfair.

She quickly untied his tie, rising on tiptoe to cover his ink-dark, desire-filled eyes.

A sultry, enchanting smile curved her lips.

Rather than him tearing off her cheongsam, she unbuttoned it slowly, elegantly, teasingly, one button at a time.

Her enticing collarbones, defined abs, a mermaid line dipping into her waist.

Suddenly, her long, fair fingers traced from his lips down to his Adam’s apple.

With his eyes covered, his other senses heightened instantly, Lu Siyen let out a low hum.

“Wife, had enough fun? Hmm?”

His voice was low and hoarse, his large hand caressing her lower back.

“Why rush?”

Her hand continued downward, stopping at his belt.

Click!

Undone!

Everything seemed to freeze; Chu Wanning was dumbfounded.

This—this was just too much...

Lu Siyen seemed to have guessed.

He gently pressed her closer to him.

“Do you like it? Hm? You belong to me!”

His last shred of patience vanished the moment he touched her soft body.

He tore off the tie, the remaining scraps of her clothes, and his own garments.

Then he lifted her and carried her toward the large bed.

“Mm, turn off the lights!”

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