Chapter 6156: Looks Slender in Clothes, Has Flesh When Undressed

"Wheat..." Shen Yanlie called her name softly, his heart stirring so deeply that he wanted to keep saying touching words to her. It was his failure in his role, his fault that she had lacked a sense of security—he admitted he had not done well in the past, and he promised himself that he would treat her well from now on and make it up to her.

Yan Mai slightly arched a brow: "Don't call me that, we're not that close."

With that, she turned to leave, filled with a surge of anger.

Yet Shen Yanlie knew that even if she truly hated him, he could not let her go. Once he let her go, the distance between them would only grow, and that was not what he wanted.

At this very moment, he had no choice but to throw away his pride; even if it meant being utterly shameless, he had to pull her back and block her path.

"Let me go." Yan Mai's voice carried a chilling frost, bordering on a scolding. Her lovely eyes stared coldly at him, devoid of fear. She was entirely on guard, just like that time when he acquired the Lu Corporation—back in her home, she had spoken to him in this exact same way. That icy gaze pierced into the most vulnerable part of his heart like a sharp blade, causing him excruciating pain.

"Wheat... I..." Shen Yanlie suddenly found himself stripped of all words. A lump formed in his throat, choking him, and her unflinching, un-evading gaze finally made his eyes sting with a sour ache, forcing him to lower his eyes.

"Whether now or in the future, I hope there will no longer be any trace of Mr. Shen in my life, in my existence." Yan Mai enunciated every single word with absolute clarity, leaving no room for misunderstanding in Shen Yanlie's ears.

That's right, she called him Mr. Shen, and even told him to get out of her sight.

His damned pride took a hit...

"Whether in the past or the future, I hope my life includes the presence of Ms. Yan. Of course, I would even more prefer to have Ms. Yan accompanying me every single night, and to wake up with Ms. Yan in my arms every single morning." As he said this, not only did Shen Yanlie not release Yan Mai's arm, but he gripped it even tighter. As he delivered the final words, he leaned in close, his warm breath tickling the sensitive curves of her ear.

"Don't push people too far." Yan Mai was driven to anger and shame. She struggled twice, failing to break free, and instead found herself hauled directly into his embrace by a sudden, forceful pull from Shen Yanlie.

It was this very arrogant face that always acted so uninhibitedly around her.

"What, scared?" Shen Yanlie raised a brow, adopting a haughty demeanor as if he looked down upon the entire world. One corner of his mouth curved upward in an evil, bewitching smile. Just moments ago, he had intended to treat her gently, but her fierce resistance provoked the arrogant flames hidden deep within his bones, igniting them once more.

"Or is it true that a person's sex appeal requires inside-out torture?" Yanlie purposely murmured with a soft hum, his repressed, wicked face dangerously close.

An inexplicable chill crept up Yan Mai, slithering from the soles of her feet straight to the palms of her hands, causing her entire body to tremble slightly.

"I don't know what Mr. Shen is talking about, but I imagine my team must still be anxiously waiting for me." Avoidance could never solve any problems; she needed to deal with the situation at hand and find a way out of this predicament.

"Is that so? Are you really that certain they're all anxious?" Shen Yanlie smiled indifferently. Yan Mai nodded with absolute confidence: "Yes, now let me go back to them."

Hearing this, Shen Yanlie nodded appropriately, his expression leisurely and elegant: "Very well, let's take a look at the situation over there first before deciding whether you truly need to go back."

With that, Shen Yanlie pulled Yan Mai toward a nearby room. Although Yan Mai had no idea what was going on, her damned paranoia immediately flared up inside his presence, telling her: this guy must be cooking up another malicious scheme, and it was bound to be detrimental to her.

Things went precisely as Yan Mai suspected. Shen Yanlie opened a video file on the computer. On the screen, that group of sisters and brothers whom she had considered friends of life and death were actually eating heartily and drinking with great appetite. As expected, these blonde-haired and blue-eyed folks were simply not as reliable as she was.

Shen Yanlie had been closely observing Yan Mai's expression. Though subtle, every nuance did not escape his notice. This footage had clearly broken her heart; damn it, her pride was even stronger than his own.

Just as Yan Mai was about to open her mouth to boast, or rather, to proudly assume that Damien at least should still be waiting for her, the camera angle shifted. Holy crap, Damien was enjoying the feast more enthusiastically than anyone else.

Oh for goodness sake, she was internally wounded...

Yan Mai slapped her forehead. A bunch of ungrateful wretches...

Shen Yanlie looked at Yan Mai, his playful gaze lingering on the person beside him. Because of her mild irritation, her chest was heaving up and down, and her exquisite figure was delightfully full, causing Shen Yanlie's throat to involuntarily bob up and down.

The moment Yan Mai turned her head to confront Shen Yanlie about something, she realized he was staring at her with rapt absorption. At that instant, time stood still...

She couldn't explain why, but he looked truly captivating when he was serious—especially when his seriousness was entirely focused on her. It was impossible not to be moved, just like looking at a man you were quite likely to fall in love with, who was intently gazing at you right then and there with a tender, affectionate look that seemed to hold only you in the entire world... How could anyone remain unmoved by such a sight?

After gazing back for a moment, Yan Mai averted her gaze, turning her head away with an indescribable sense of awkwardness. She cleared her throat slightly, finally figuring out how to respond, but as she turned back, her lips were intercepted first.

Her eyes widened in shock, and her immediate instinct was to push him away, but she was given no chance or possibility to say no.

She was a femme fatale; he had always firmly believed that, otherwise, there was no way he could have failed to forget her even after all these years.

His kiss was too overbearing, too passionate. Under his skilled technique, her tightly closed lips were conquered step by step.

His hot, wet tongue forced its way deep inside, stirring every single nerve in her body.

Yan Mai's body stiffened, her hands completely at a loss as to where to rest. Shen Yanlie applied slight pressure to her waist with both hands and lifted her upward, effortlessly seating her upon his thighs.

The intense kiss continued, scrambling her composure, ruining her plans. To put it simply, Shen Yanlie had completely subdued Yan Mai; he was invariably an overbearing man—that much was beyond doubt.

Besides, certain things were human instincts, mastered without the need for a teacher. And Shen Yanlie could be considered quite experienced, though Yan Mai had no idea how many women he had been entangled with. Still, she figured his nightlife was probably much like that of other wealthy heirs, even if he did bizarrely enforce three strict rules with his bed partners...

A pair of restless, large hands with slender fingers slipped beneath her knee-length dress, gently rubbing her smooth, rounded buttocks as if sending electric shocks through her skin.

The fire he had ignited last time had nowhere to release, forcing him to forcefully suppress it back then. This time, however, it caught fire at the slightest touch, acting like a tiny spark that could instantly start a prairie fire.

Their breathing grew heavier, turning rapid. Shen Yanlie planted a fierce suck on Yan Mai's neck, hauled her panties down with a large hand, adjusted her position, and prepared to drive straight in when Yan Mai intercepted and stopped him.

"Condom." Yan Mai squeezed out three difficult words, feeling a sense of shame for herself as she surrendered so easily to his tyranny... Well, actually, she could explain it away by telling herself her body was experiencing a craving, and more importantly, it had simply been too long since she had touched a man... To use a phrase matching Shen Yanlie's shameless tone: women have needs too.

"Morning-after pill." With a beauty in his arms, how could his throbbing manhood possibly wait any longer? Besides, those rubber things ruined the mood; he disdained wearing such stuff.

"No way." Yan Mai hooked her hands around Shen Yanlie's shoulders, her legs straddling his hips as she elevated her hips.

Shen Yanlie stared unblinkingly at Yan Mai for a long while, looking at her with clear eyes: "There aren't any at home."

Would he dare to bluntly tell her that ever since she left him a few years ago, he had begun living like a monk? There had never been a woman in his bed, so where on earth would he keep condoms?

Damn it, if one really calculated it, Mai Xujun had been gone for quite a number of days—over three years! He had practically lived a life of celibacy! As the saying goes, freedom from desire brings strength; yet the moment he laid eyes on her, all his desires surged right back to life.

"Then go buy some." Yan Mai insisted, coming within a hair's breadth of jumping right down off Shen Yanlie's body.

Shen Yanlie fell into a frozen, speechless state. He felt certain he would be driven mad by this little woman.

"If you don't wear one, we're not doing it. Go find whoever you want." Yan Mai acted with supreme nonchalance, taking a step back to climb down from his lap. Standing firmly on the floor, she reached out and yanked her panties back up.

The sight of this scene nearly caused Shen Yanlie to suffer a nosebleed. Yan Mai swept a single glance over his towering, rigid dragon of desire, a gaze that seemed to carry burning flames, scorching his blood vessels to the brink of bursting.

"Fine, I'll buy them. I'm going downstairs to buy them." Utterly helpless, Shen Yanlie rubbed his face with both hands, directly ripping off his white bathrobe and exposing his athletic, well-toned physique entirely before her. Truly, this was the legendary appearance of being slim in clothes while packing muscle underneath.

Still, this retreating back view, this stark-naked figure, along with that defiant symbol of manhood, made for a truly nosebleed-inducing sight. Yan Mai stared unblinkingly, swallowing hard. It seemed she really had spent far too long without seeing, touching, or feeling a man's body... Ever since she left China three years ago, damn it, she had practically avoided men like the plague. Yet seeing one now, she truly did find herself somewhat missing this male flesh...

Shen Yanlie retrieved a pair of trousers from the closet and pulled them on, then grabbed a shirt and put it on... Reluctant though he was, it seemed he had no other choice and simply had to do it...

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