NFBE Chapter 747 Childhood Sweetheart Marries Her Brother in Revenge, Then Regrets It (24)
Chapter 747 Childhood Sweetheart Marries Her Brother in Revenge, Then Regrets It (24)
Lu Chen threw down the towel and walked towards Mu Zhou.
As soon as you get close, a faint aroma of wine wafts over.
"Drinking?"
He habitually put his arm around her shoulder, afraid she would fall.
Mu Zhou turned around, hugged his waist, snuggled into his arms, and looked up at him, saying:
"Not only did I drink alcohol, I also took a red wine bath."
Her voice was sweet and soft, and for some reason, her rising intonation carried a hint of pride.
Therefore, Lu Chen cooperated and said:
"Hmm, that's really impressive."
He gently supported Mu Zhou's lower back, helped her sit on the sofa, and then had someone bring over some hangover soup.
Mu Zhou snuggled against him, inhaling the refreshing scent of his shower gel.
It smells so good.
Her nose was almost touching his neck.
After the maid brought over the hangover soup, Mu Zhou drank it all in one gulp and continued to wrap her arms around his neck, refusing to let go.
She twisted and turned, restless in his arms, and after glancing at the notebook on the table, she said:
"Honey, why did you take the computer out?"
The word "husband" that came out after a long and drawn-out pause made Lu Chen's breathing instantly become erratic.
Calmness has been completely eroded.
Lu Chen applied slight pressure to his hand, and everything his palm touched felt soft.
He was somewhat reluctant to let go.
Looking into Mu Zhou's hazy, drunken eyes, he swallowed hard and answered with restraint:
"There's another video conference coming up later."
Mu Zhou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked somewhat aggrieved.
Seeing that he had no room for negotiation, Mu Zhou, who had been sitting in his lap, struggled to sit up and braced her hands on his shoulders:
"I have to work even when I'm out having fun, so who will play with me?"
She tilted her head slightly, her alluring eyes filled with both pleading and blatant seduction.
Lu Chen's breathing quickened, his eyes fixed on Mu Zhou as if he wanted to devour her whole.
In the end, he could only say in a hoarse voice:
"Listen to me, you should rest first."
As she spoke, ignoring Mu Zhou's coquettishness, she picked him up and placed him on the sofa, then quickly walked back to the bedroom.
He closed his eyes, his face cold as he changed into a suit.
Heaven knows how difficult it was to refuse Mu Zhou's advances.
But he couldn't very well take advantage of her when she was drunk.
This meeting was a good opportunity for him to calm down.
Mu Zhou nestled on the sofa, watching him flee in a disheveled state, a silent smile playing on her lips.
Lu Chen went back to his room and changed into a formal suit.
When he returned to the living room, he had already resumed his familiar, composed, and meticulous style.
He stared intently at the computer screen.
Mu Zhou leaned back on the other end of the sofa, his gaze carefully describing him.
His brows furrowed slightly, his gaze behind his glasses was calm as still water, and his lips were pressed into a straight line.
He buttoned his shirt all the way up and even wore a tie.
His serious expression and meticulously tailored collar revealed his rigorous nature.
He slowly raised his hand, his long, slender fingers adjusting his glasses.
The moment he lowered his eyes, a sharpness inexplicably came through.
The gold-rimmed glasses perched on his high nose bridge perfectly disguised his coldness and sharpness.
Mu Zhou liked him this way.
She propped her head up with one hand, staring intently at Lu Chen.
Lu Chen remained calm and composed, his expression unchanged.
But my heart was burning.
In the latter half of the meeting, he unusually lost focus.
The burning sensation in his heart made his throat tighten. He loosened his tie and unbuttoned a button.
His face seemed even more somber.
The meeting participants on the other end of the video call immediately became alert.
It was rare to see Lu Chen so openly express his dissatisfaction, and they all tensed up, afraid of being caught doing something wrong.
Finally, the grueling meeting came to an end.
Lu Chen slowly closed the notebook.
He turned his head and looked at Mu Zhou, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
Mu Zhou raised an eyebrow and leaned back there lazily without moving.
The two looked at each other for a moment.
Lu Chen raised his hand and slowly took off his glasses.
With a crisp "thud," the gold-rimmed glasses were placed on the marble tabletop.
As if the seal had been torn open, desire began to spread unchecked.
Mu Zhou instinctively sensed danger and curled up slightly.
The next instant, Lu Chen flipped over and pressed down on him.
With one hand gripping Mu Zhou's wrist, the other hand slowly but firmly pinched her chin:
"Seduce me?"
His voice was hoarse, and the burning heat in his eyes almost scalded Mu Zhou from a distance.
Mu Zhou's heart inexplicably quickened, and she wanted to break free from his restraints and wrap her arms around his neck.
But the moment he moved his wrist, Lu Chen gained even stronger control over him.
She could only blink and ask in return:
"So, did I seduce you?"
Her answer was a heavy kiss from Lu.
He couldn't bear it anymore.
He ruthlessly stole the sweetness from Mu Zhou's lips.
He couldn't help but exert himself even more, completely immersing himself in it.
My heart and brain are completely out of control.
Mu Zhou felt his intense heat and was a little breathless.
But his chin was gripping hers, and she couldn't escape.
His kiss was so intense that Mu Zhou didn't have time to think about anything else.
Before she knew it, his kisses had moved to her earlobe.
The fleeting touch sent a shiver down Mu Zhou's spine.
Her bright red earlobe, almost dripping blood, was sucked into her mouth.
Mu Zhou bit her lip but couldn't suppress her broken sobs.
His deep voice reached my ear:
"Stop trying to seduce me. My willpower isn't as strong as you think."
He buried his face in her neck, the rich aroma of red wine overriding his reason.
He seemed to be drunk as well.
Mu Zhou's small mouth was slightly open, her breathing was disordered, her eyelashes were wet with water mist, and the corners of her eyes were still tinged with red.
Yet she still boldly cupped Lu Chen's cheeks and looked directly at him.
"Lu Chen, don't you want to be with me...?"
The sweet, soft, and charming voice was like a hook, and Lu Chen instantly lost his mind.
The arm around Mu Zhou's waist seemed to tremble, and in an instant, the last thread of his will snapped.
He kissed her fiercely again.
This time, he clearly abandoned his bottom line of restraint.
Mu Zhou, who was not originally drunk, now felt the effects of the alcohol.
Her mind began to feel foggy.
But Lu Chen, hovering above her, no longer allowed her to be distracted.
He bit her lip, and the pain instantly brought her back to her senses.
She was so tense she was almost trembling.
All she remembered was Lu Chen's whisper in her ear:
"Mu Zhou, call my name..."
He wanted final confirmation of her lucidity.
When she finally uttered the words "Lu Chen" from her moist red lips, he was completely overwhelmed by immense happiness and satisfaction.
The sofa was completely mangled.
Mu Zhou was carried back to the bedroom by him.
Lu Chen held her wrist and pressed it above her head.
Their pulses were pressed tightly together.
……
Mu Zhou lay on Lu Chen's chest, almost paralyzed, not wanting to move at all.
Lu Chen lifted her up and fed her half a glass of water.
Looking up at the contentment in Lu Chen's eyes, she suddenly remembered the luggage she had brought.
She endured the soreness in her lower back and changed her position to hug him:
"Carry me to the dressing room."
Lu Chen didn't ask why, but pulled his coat over her and went to the dressing room.
He placed Mu Zhou on the low cabinet and directed him to open one of the suitcases.
This suitcase has never been opened.
Lu Chen didn't understand, but he obediently did as he was told.
He opened the box and saw what was inside.