Chapter 947
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Mo 'er was right. All these years, she couldn't forget him.
Admit it, Lin Shiyu. You love him.
…
Lin Shiyu got up slowly and walked to the counter. There were all sorts of limited-edition wines on it.
She opened a bottle of alcoholic red wine and drank a glass.
Placing the glass down, she opened the room door.
"Where's Young Master?" Lin Shiyu asked a maid.
Fu Qinglun had sent her to the room just now and went somewhere else to take a shower. He hadn't returned yet.
This wasn't like him.
The maid replied respectfully, "Young Master is in the study room."
Lin Shiyu walked to the door of the study room. She placed one hand on the doorknob and pushed the door open gently. She heard a woman's seductive voice.
This voice wasn't normal and it made one blush.
Where did this female voice come from?
Was there a woman in his study room?
Lin Shiyu pushed the door open.
Fu Qinglun was sitting on the sofa. When he heard the voice, he quickly picked up the remote control and switched off the large LCD screen.
He turned around to look at her and was instantly attracted to her. She was wearing a black silk nightgown. She was beautiful, just like a blooming orchid.
"Shi 'shi, you're really beautiful."
Hearing his compliments, Lin Shiyu walked in front and opened her palm. "Give it to me."
"What?"
"The remote control that you're hiding behind. What did you watch just now?"
What did he watch? He could tell from her voice.
Fu Qinglun's eyes flickered and he refused to hand the remote control over to her. "Nothing much, just some documents."
Lin Shiyu raised her pretty brows. "Then you can continue reading the documents."
She turned around to leave.
"Shi 'shi, don't go!" He promptly stretched out his large hand and grasped her slender wrist.
Lin Shiyu stopped in her tracks and turned around, snatching the remote control away from him.
She pressed the switch and the large LCD screen lit up.
There were two familiar figures on the screen. It was her and Fu Qinglun. The two of them were rolling on the hotel bed.
This was the honeymoon trip three years ago. He had secretly taken an intimate video of the two of them. She didn't expect him to keep it.
When she was at the door, she had already guessed what kind of erotic film he was watching, but she didn't expect the female lead to be her.
Lin Shiyu turned back to look at him and raised her pretty eyebrows. "Young Master Fu, you're actually hiding in the study room to watch a blockbuster."
Fu Qinglun had aristocratic blood flowing in his veins. Even when other young masters gathered together to talk dirty or do bad things, he would never get involved, let alone watch any blockbuster.
Those women made him sick to his stomach.
Fu Qinglun was calm despite being caught red-handed. He looked at her with a burning gaze. "Since you're the one who filmed it, of course I have to support you."
"…"
Lin Shiyu's pretty eyes were filled with indolence. "Have you watched it often these three years?"
"Mm." Fu Qinglun nodded. "Sometimes once a week, sometimes once every two weeks. I'll visit you whenever I miss a woman."
"Aren't you tired of watching it for so long? You can take a look at other places. "
Fu Qinglun pursed his thin lips. "I don't like it."
"You're so serious. Didn't you also watch Qiu Cici when she sent herself to your doorstep?" Lin Shiyu sat on the sofa and crossed her slender legs.
Her skirt was slit and when she crossed her slender legs, her fair and slender legs were faintly discernible. The intense collision of white and black was stimulating to one's eyes.
A side of her silky hair was tucked behind her snow-white ear, revealing the exquisite contours of her side profile. Her palm-sized face, fair skin, red lips and black hair, she was as beautiful as an ink painting.
Stretching out her fair hand, she patted the seat beside her and said, "Come over, I want to watch it with you."
She wanted to watch it with him?
Fu Qinglun arched his good-looking eyebrows, exuding the charm of a mature man. He walked over and sat beside her.
On the screen, his large palm cupped her little face and he leaned over to kiss her.
This was what Lin Shiyu wanted to watch, but now her face was quickly flushing red. The study room was too quiet and the sound of their wet kisses made her blush.
At this moment, a strong arm grasped her svelte waist and pulled her into his arms.
Lin Shiyu looked up and Fu Qinglun's handsome face was magnified in her vision.
Her fair hands climbed up his handsome shoulders, she raised her head and took the initiative to kiss him.
Fu Qinglun pinched her slender waist. "What's wrong today?"
"Hm?"
She was very different now.
She was very gentle and cold, but now she was as gentle as water in his arms. He felt like he was dreaming.
At this moment, he tasted the faint fragrance of wine in her honeyed belly. He narrowed his handsome face and moved away from her red lips. "Did you drink?"
"Mm, I drank a little." Lin Shiyu's pretty eyes revealed a tinge of intoxication. The aftereffects of the wine had taken effect and she was drunk.
Fu Qinglun stretched out his hand and pulled her directly onto his muscular thighs. "I want to drink too."
He forcefully kissed her lips, his long tongue pried open her teeth and domineeringly absorbed every bit of her softness and sweetness.
Mmm!
Lin Shiyu's breath was instantly taken away. His clean and masculine scent flooded in, invading all of her senses.
He wanted to drink her milk, he wanted to drink her wine too. He was greedy for what was in her mouth.
Lin Shiyu stretched out her arms to hug his neck and started to reciprocate his kiss.
The two of them kissed passionately and were entangled together, unable to separate.
At this moment, Lin Shiyu's fair hand trailed down his muscular chest …
Fu Qinglun instantly got up and carried her to the office table. He stretched out his hand and swept all the documents on the table onto the carpet.
"Fu Qinglun," Lin Shiyu murmured softly, "I hate you, do you know that?"
Fu Qinglun's actions froze. She said that she hated him.
He knew it.
He had always known it.
So, did she deliberately get drunk?
Because she could only do that with him when she was drunk?
She had a shadow in that area. She was cold.
He asked himself honestly. Although all of this was to save Little Lemon, he also had his own selfish desires. He missed her very much.
But, he had forced her.
Fu Qinglun slowly retracted his hand. He looked down at his trousers and his lips curved into a self-deprecating smile. He had recovered.
He knew that as long as she took the initiative, he would be able to recover.
He had no resistance against her at all, whether it was three years ago or three years later.
But, he did not want to force her.
He was the one who had harmed her. How could he be selfish and dominate her at this time?
Fu Qinglun slowly let go of her.
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