Chapter 202 - Would I Allow a Woman to Sleep on the Couch While I Slept

Chapter 202: Would I Allow a Woman to Sleep on the Couch While I Slept Comfortably on the Bed?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Lin Shiyu’s beautiful eyes suddenly gave off a cold look.

Fu Qinglun walked in front of her and supported himself against the dresser with one hand, the other hand leaned against her chair. He surrounded her in his arms forcibly and narrowed his eyes while giving out a chuckle. “Our wedding night three years ago, shall I reenact the scene tonight with you, hm?”

Bam! Lin Shiyu forcefully shoved his palm away and her eyes flashed in warning. “What a pity. I know that you want to have fun with me, but unfortunately for you, I have no intention to play with you.”

“Hmph.” Fu Qinglun did not respond, instead he turned around and went into the bathroom.

...

Ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and Fu Qinglun stepped out. Dressed in navy blue pajamas made of the finest woken silk, his hair was still wet and light flecks of moisture could be seen. The expression on his face mirrored the cold aura he exuded.Fôll0w current novÊls on n/o/(v)/3l/b((in).(co/m)

As his frosty eyes scanned the room, they darkened when he saw that no one was present. The bed was empty. Lines marred his forehead as his eyebrows creased into a worried frown.

Where was she?

Having no choice, she opened her sleepy eyes and crawled out of the plush sheets, pulling open the door without any thought.

The next moment, her eyes widened and she stood, stunned. Her dazed sleepiness was gone in an instant.

Behind the frost glass door, Fu Qinglun stood under the shower head, the cold water running down his beautifully tanned skin. His head was down and the wet fringe covered his eyes, exuding a sexy vibe.

And his hand...

Upon hearing the sound, his head whipped up and eagle eyes darted to the door, where she stood, frozen. Hard, bloodshot eyes drilled into Lin Shiyu.

Time ground to a halt.

After what seemed to be an eternity of petrifying silence, Lin Shiyu blinked her eyes and let out a quiet breath, before she calmly let go of the doorknob. Turning around, she made to leave. “Sorry, this was a minor intermission, please ignore my existence and I’ll leave now. You may continue.”

Right after she took two steps, heavy footsteps could be heard behind her, and her slender wrist was captured. The man picked her up and carried her over his shoulder, directly placing her under the shower head.

Cold water continued to rain down from the shower head, drenching her from head to toe.

It was cold.

Lifting her eyes, she looked straight into his smouldering gaze and spoke slowly, every syllable clear and precise. “Fu Qinglun, what exactly do you want?”