C92

Chapter 92 - Intimacy Overlord Forcing Bow

He drove along the coiled mountain road. In less than an hour, Yu Cen Ran's car finally stopped outside of the Yu Family villa.

Housekeeper Zhang was in the middle of instructing his servants to clean up. He had a water pipe in his hand as he turned around to see Yu Cen Ran. The wrinkles on Housekeeper Zhang's face started to crawl. "Young Master Yu, what happened to you?"

Yu Cen Ran moved her long legs and casually placed the jacket on the sofa. The sleeves of her dark purple shirt were half rolled up and the wrist watch was expensive. "Where's the South Bridge?"

"Young Mistress is in the backyard, playing with the two dogs."

Hearing this, Yu Cen Ran frowned slightly. She pushed open the French window and walked towards the backyard in large strides.

In winter, the backyard was no longer as colorful as it was in other seasons, with all sorts of flowers competing with each other. But South Bridge loved to overturn flowers, and the scenery was rather gloomy, so the original withered pot had been planted with plum blossoms, chrysanthemums, and butterfly orchids, which weren't too monotonous.

Yu Cen Ran looked around and didn't see any sign of the woman. At this moment, there was a light barking not too far away. Yu Cen Ran tilted his head and listened attentively. As expected, he saw the South Bridge.

South Bridge was wearing a loose white turtleneck sweater that just fell to three centimeters above his knees. Below it was a set of simple black pants. He looked like he was wrapped in a sweater, giving off a kind of small and exquisite feeling.

In front of the South Bridge, the two dogs were chasing each other passionately. The cheap and careful dog had put on their clothes, and the cute cartoon of the cartoons left Yu Cen laughing. She noticed, "Ah, why did you come back so early today?"

Yu Cen Ran kicked off the chair and loosened the trousers that tightly wrapped around her legs. She sat down and looked deeply at the south bridge with her thin lips moving. "What, you don't want to see me?"

She felt that there was a hint of bitterness in his words. Shaking her head, she smiled and thought that she was mistaken. She walked over and handed a cup of fruit tea to Yu Cen Ran, "The newest one should taste pretty good."

Yu Cen Ran's eyebrows shot up. She accepted the cup and took a sip, "Not bad."

Nanqiao happily smiled. "Right, it's very delicious, isn't it? Little slut and being careful both like drinking. These two little fellows were fighting over it just now, but fortunately I left you a cup."

Yu Cen Ran, "..."

The corner of Yu Cen Ran's mouth twitched. She felt like she was about to fall out of a cup!

Ever since his birthday, his stature had not grown much. On the other hand, the body of the newly-arrived Seymour had been changing at an alarming rate every day, as if he hadn't been affected by the winter at all.

Yu Cen Ran pursed her lips. The two dogs in front of her were clearly only the size of an arm a few days ago, but when she looked at them carefully today, she realized that they were different.

Housekeeper Zhang stuck his head out. "Young Master Yu, Young Madam, come out quickly and have a look!"

Hearing Housekeeper Zhang's words, Nanqiao immediately stood up and rushed out. The two of them seemed to have agreed on something. Yu Cen Ran stayed behind and stared at the two of them. After a while, she also stood up and walked out of the door with her long legs.

There was a large open space in front of the villa. Normally, Yu Cen Ran would park his car there and then drive the servant to the garage. Yu Cen Ran walked to the door and raised her eyes.

At some point, snow had begun to fall, piece by piece, two pieces, gently falling from the sky like a gift from God to mankind. Amidst the endless snowflakes, the South Bridge was spinning, the smile on its face as innocent as a child's.

Yu Cen Ran's gaze was locked onto South Bridge's body. Snowflakes were falling off her body, nose, eyebrows, and occasionally a few pieces of snow would float onto her neck. South Bridge's whole body quivered, shrunk into a ball, and then smiled at Yu Cen Ran.

The weather forecast said that it would snow today, and South Bridge had never believed in weather reports, so its accuracy was always lacking. This morning, when she heard the news, she was quite surprised, so she secretly looked forward to it and had Housekeeper Zhang help her keep an eye on it.

He extended his hand and opened his palm. His eyes stared at a snowflake falling onto his palm, and then slowly melted by the heat of his palm, turning into a puddle of water that flowed through his fingers.

Nanqiao sighed slightly, and let out a breath of white air. "Beautiful things cannot be easily left behind."

Hearing this, the corner of Yu Cen Ran's mouth curled up. She strode over and imitated South Bridge's movements as she held a snowflake in her hand. However, the harder she tried to recover, the faster the snowflake fell.

When he opened his palm, the snow had already turned into water and soaked into his palm. Yu Cen Ran raised her eyebrows and asked Housekeeper Zhang to bring a bottle of snow and put it into the bottle. She handed it to Nanqiao and said, "It won't melt like this."

Nanqiao was amused by Yu Cen Ran's rare childish behavior. He pursed his lips and said, "Even if you put it in a bottle, it will still turn into water!"

Yu Cen Ran's eyebrows rose and her voice was cold and overbearing, "If I don't want it to melt, then it can't. It's fine if I just put it in the fridge, or maybe the freezer. I'll find a way to keep what I want."

He raised his eyes and looked at Yu Cen Ran with a complicated expression. The latter's expression was equally unfathomable, "Even if you forcefully retain it, the object itself will lose its original shape, just like love. Forcefully retaining it will also distort the essence of love!"

Before Nanqiao could finish her sentence, Yu Cen Ran suddenly threw the bottle out, and threw out a long arc in the air. Before Nanqiao could finish her sentence, Yu Cen Ran suddenly threw the bottle out, and threw out a long arc in the air.

Yu Cen Ran reached out and grabbed the back of the South Bridge's head, then pressed, her two faces quickly closing in. Yu Cen Ran aimed her lips at the South Bridge's cherry red lips and kissed it fiercely, violently.

His teeth had been forced open, and the South Bridge was basically passively enduring the man's forceful kiss, mixed with the man's domineering and unyielding aura.

Yu Cen Ran grabbed onto South Bridge's slender waist and hugged the woman tightly. The loose black coat almost covered South Bridge up. His strength was so great that it seemed like he wanted to rub South Bridge into his body.

Yu Cen Ran kissed him hard. "South Bridge, don't leave me …"

Not far away, the two dogs were happily running and playing with each other. Their feet left plum blossoms in the snow, creating a scene that was so beautiful!

Housekeeper Zhang leaned against the doorframe, letting out a long sigh. "Young people's love is truly beautiful!"

After dinner, South Bridge voluntarily offered to wash the dishes. Standing under the yellow crystal chandelier, South Bridge was wearing an apron, and her hands were wearing gelatinous gloves. Water flowed between her fingers, and the dim yellow light fell on her head, softening her figure.

Yu Cen Ran told the servants to withdraw and placed their legs gracefully on the tea table. The LCD TV in front of them was broadcasting the news on the Finance Channel, but Yu Cen Ran wasn't in the mood to watch it.

Yu Cen Ran glanced at the woman beside the pool from time to time. In the next moment, she fretted and pulled open the sleeves of her collar. Her wheat coloured chest opened, and Yu Cen Ran extinguished her cigarette and took a few steps towards the back of the South Bridge.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Suddenly, someone pressed his back against the person. The South Bridge let out a cry of surprise as a steady stream of heat spread out from the man's body. The warmth was very comfortable.

Yu Cen Ran hugged South Bridge from behind and rested her chin on her shoulder. After a while, she leaned close to South Bridge's ear. Yu Cen Ran let out a warm and itchy breath and said, "South Bridge, let's have a child."

"Why did you bring up this topic again?" South Bridge twisted his body and put the washed tableware to one side. "Didn't I say it before? I don't have any plans for the time being."

Yu Cen Ran's voice was deep and magnetic, soft and hard, "Why not? I have money, we have love, and there are no children in a family. Don't you feel very regretful?"

Would it be regretful? Nanqiao's hands paused for a moment as she thought about it. The man behind her started to get restless. Yu Cen Ran pressed her lips against his neck and kissed him gently.

"Yu Cen Ran, don't do this."

South Bridge gently struggled as his breathing became disordered. Yu Cen Ran's hand was held down by South Bridge. "I said, don't!"

Yu Cen Ran stopped in her tracks. Her gaze was deep and locked onto the South Bridge's face. With such a delicate and beautiful face, the woman who made him feel like dreaming was right in front of him.

Yu Cen Ran's mind buzzed as she felt a warm current rise up in her stomach. She immediately bent down and hugged South Bridge. South Bridge didn't expect this action and was stunned for a few seconds before she started to resist, "Yu Cen Ran, don't be like this, okay?"

During the resistance, Yu Cen Ran carried South Bridge to the room and threw it onto the soft bed.

Kiss, like dense rain drops, fell down. South Bridge lowered its eyes to look at the other party, extending its hand to push on Yu Cen Ran's shoulder, but did not move at all!

"Yu Cen Ran, I …" Nan Qiao was about to say something, but Yu Cen Ran was already tired of it. She pressed her lips together and sealed his rejection of the words that were about to leave his mouth.

In the pitch black room, before he could turn on the lights, both of his hands were clasped above his head, his pupils gradually getting used to the darkness. Borrowing the moonlight from the window, he saw a devilish expression on Yu Cen Ran's face.

Nanqiao closed her eyes and a wry smile appeared on her face. She was thinking, could she be considered to be a type of domestic violence, to be forced into a corner by her own husband's marriage?

No longer struggling, the South Bridge went soft. His body was as quiet as a marionette. Yu Cen Ran's breath lingered on the tip of his nose as his sweat seemed to drip down his chest onto his face. It was a little salty.

Feeling the peculiar sensation of the woman beneath him, Yu Cen Ran didn't take any further action at this critical moment. She stopped her body abruptly and reached for the bedside lamp. She turned it on just in time to meet the eyes of the South Bridge.