novelraw Chapter 452 - 430: Don’t You Like Taking Off My Clothes the Most?
Chapter 452 - 430: Don’t You Like Taking Off My Clothes the Most?
Dudu looked at the ring on her hand, eyes brimming with tears but smiling. She grasped the ring tightly in her palm and looked up at him, "Where’s yours?""Mine? You have to prepare that for me."
"Hmph, I know this is a couple’s ring."
He curled his lips into a smile, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a ring box, handing it to her, then extended his hand before her.
Dudu pouted, reluctantly took his hand, and slipped the ring onto his ring finger. Just as she was about to pull her hand back, he grabbed it forcefully, "Once you wear the ring, you’re mine."
"You’re mine!"
"Oh dear, we need to pick a date for the wedding," An’an walked over and teased with a smile.
Dudu said, "I haven’t said I would marry him yet!"
Shen Yiran pinched her chin and turned her head to face him, asking seriously, "Then who do you want to marry?"
"It depends on your performance!" Dudu, rarely showing her pride in front of him, bent down to pick up the roses on the ground and walked a few steps forward, saying to Gu Qimiao and the others, "Let’s go, let’s continue eating, I’m starving."
The other three women turned and smiled at Shen Yiran, who followed them unhurriedly, talking on the phone. Shortly, someone came to clean up the things after the confession.
When he caught up to Dudu, he naturally patted some snow off her head. Dudu pretended not to notice, but her heart melted.
When they were young, this kind of action was common. Back then, he especially spoiled her, but later, such simple actions never happened again.
Once, when he ignored her, she pretended to be pitiful and fainted in front of his company in the heavy snow, yet he showed no mercy. Remembering this made her even angrier.
She had always been the one to chase after him, begging, but he refused to extend a helping hand. Now that he’s whimsically interested in her, she foolishly agreed without thinking. She felt embarrassed and decided not to marry him so soon; she needed to settle the old scores first!
However, after dinner, when they returned home, she, who was supposed to go next door, went straight into her house.
Before she could close the door, Shen Yiran pulled her into a frenzy of kisses and caresses. Dudu initially tried to push him away, but gave up when she couldn’t.
"Didn’t you not like touching me before? Even when I stood naked in front of you, you told me to get out."
He looked down at her, "Try again."
"I won’t!"
"Then let me help you." As he spoke, his hand reached for Dudu’s outer jacket zipper. After unzipping it, he said with disdain, "Why are you wearing such thick clothes?"
"Then go find someone who’s wearing less."
He immediately changed his tone, "It’s alright, undressing is a kind of [interest]."
With that, he started lifting her sweater’s hem, "Raise your hands."
Dudu didn’t want to cooperate initially, but he pulled so hard that she had no choice but to raise her hands.
It was just like when they were young, with him helping her change clothes; the motions were familiar.
When she was down to her last piece of clothing, she shivered involuntarily. Afraid she’d catch a cold, Shen Yiran lifted her horizontally and carried her into the bedroom.
He placed Dudu on the bed. In the past, she would have wrapped her arms and legs around him, but now she just shyly looked at him, feeling a sense of awkwardness yet also somewhat [flustered].
He could always easily change her emotions with a simple gesture, a short phrase...
"Now it’s your turn; don’t you like undressing me the most? It’s your turn now."