CHAPTER 677: CHAPTER 673: YOUR SCENT IS GETTING SWEETER

"Well, you tell me then."

Shi Yu did not intend to stop her; instead, he was somewhat curious about what she was about to say.

"At the banquet, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shi Mei abruptly grabbed Shi Keke’s hand and, without further explanation, forcefully pulled her out of the corridor.

Then came the muffled voice of Shi Keke, "Hey! Why are you pulling me? How many times do I have to tell you that men and women shouldn’t touch hands before you remember? Let go, hey... where are you taking me!"

"Slow down. I’m wearing high heels. If I sprain my ankle and can’t appear in court tomorrow, I’ll make you pay for my emotional distress and medical expenses."

"I told you to slow down, yet you’re walking so fast. You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you..."

The sound of complaint grew fainter and fainter until it was no longer audible.

As Shi Keke and Shi Mei left, Shen Cheng felt that there was no need to explain about the smoking incident anymore.

"Let’s go too."

As she said this, she proceeded to push the door at the entrance of the corridor.

Seeing this, Shi Yu extended his long arm, grabbed her hand, and pulled her backwards.

As he pulled her like this, Shen Cheng’s body quickly leaned backward and, caught off guard, she fell into his embrace.

"Don’t you plan to give an explanation?" he asked.

"I don’t."

Shi Yu chuckled softly near her ear, "It seems that you don’t plan on allowing me to keep this secret, do you?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Cheng looked up, frowning at him, "You know?"

"Know what?" he feigned ignorance.

"You know who was smoking the cigarette."

"Whether I know or not depends on how my wife performs." He smiled roguishly with a lift of his lips, an evil charm about him, "If you perform well, I’ll pretend to be unaware. If you don’t, that’s a different story."

"That’s your sister." Threatening someone with his own sister, what kind of brother does that?

"So what if she’s my sister?"

"If this matter reaches grandfather’s ears, she’ll be punished to kneel on glass shards, and for three hours no less!"

"Hmm."

"Three hours, and her legs will be ruined."

"Hmm."

"You don’t care about her well-being at all?"

"I can’t bother with so much." Shi Yu chuckled lightly, then used his finger to hook a strand of her hair by her ear, smelling it under his nose and revealing a somewhat greedy expression, "I only want to take care of one woman, and that’s you."

This scoundrel!

Shen Cheng knew what he meant by these words.

He was deliberately showing his indifference toward Shi Keke, in reality aiming to make her yield, to beg him to spare Shi Keke.

And there was only one way to beg.

That was, to show tender affection!

It must be said, this man’s tactics were very clever...

She tiptoed, hooked her hands around his neck, and leaned forward to deliver her lips a kiss upon his.

As she pulled away from his lips and saw his expression, savoring the taste as if unsatisfied, she then brought her lips towards him again.

This time, it was Shi Yu who bent down to encompass her lips.

He gently nibbled her lips and tongue tip, turning the light kiss gradually deeper.

Only when he felt Shen Cheng was almost out of breath did he let her go. His burning lips gently swept across the corner of her mouth to her ear and he bit her earlobe: "You performed very well; I’m quite satisfied. Plus, your taste is getting sweeter."

"And what happens after you are satisfied?" she asked.

"As for the matter of Shi Keke smoking, besides the four of us—you, me, her, and him—no fifth person will come to know of it."

"Hmm, that’s more like it."