Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 1111 - 1114: Simple Happiness Is Everywhere 4

Gu Shaocheng hadn’t even entered the bedroom when he heard her commenting hilariously about something. He chuckled, shrugged off his jacket, holding it in one hand,

and fished out his phone with the other. He saw two unread texts and began replying as he walked into the bedroom. After finishing the replies, staff members had already hung up the photo. Chenxing, innocent like a maiden, stood by the window, her face radiant with joy as though painted with rouge.

She was utterly dazzling, breathtakingly beautiful.

Gu Shaocheng felt a rush of heat in his head and stepped forward, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind.

The butler and servants had left the bedroom unnoticed, leaving it in a state of intimacy. Now, there were only the two of them, tightly embraced. "Shaocheng, look, isn’t it beautiful?"

"More beautiful than the real you."

What the heck—always teasing her.

"So, do you like me or the me in the photo?"

Gu Shaocheng gently lifted her entire body and placed her on the Simmons bed, his own body slowly pressing down, pinning her beneath him. Chenxing blinked, as Gu Shaocheng’s hand slid slowly into her clothes. Her skin felt soft and enticing under his touch.

A rush of desire surged through Gu Shaocheng’s entire being, and his body suddenly became fiercely aroused.

The surrounding air noticeably grew warmer.

Chenxing suddenly tensed up, worried he might lose control. For the past few days, she’d been avoiding him, fearing an accident. Sometimes, she would even move to the side bedroom to sleep alone.

His legs brushed against hers, teasing her to the point where she could hardly resist.

Chenxing’s head buzzed, and with the last shred of reason remaining, she pushed him away forcefully, shaking her head, her eyes full of confusion. "Shaocheng, no, it might hurt the baby."

The man’s frustration turned to agony. He was suffering just as much—holding back all these days had been truly torturous.

"Chenxing, help me." He grabbed her hand, guiding it to his painfully aroused self.

His lips came down hard on hers.

Whispering provocative words into her ear, his tone eventually turned pleading: "Please, won’t you?"

Chenxing’s eyes widened in shock. "No...."

"Why not? Do you want your husband to be completely ruined? If I’m forced to endure it much longer, I’ll end up a monk, wasting away alone. Just help me... it’s not your first time. Remember when I was seriously injured and couldn’t move? You were the one who took the initiative back then..." His voice grew quieter as he spoke, his eyes glowing intensely with suppressed emotions.

Earlier today, he’d especially consulted Nan Baihao: What should a man do when his wife is pregnant?

His third brother had told him—hands and mouth, of course. Silly had never let him down in this department.

So here he was, rushing back home, hoping his woman wouldn’t let him down either.

He could only feel an ache spreading through his body, trembling slightly. Unable to endure it any longer, he decided not to hold back. He was determined to indulge himself on this sultry afternoon.

"Just bear with it, hold on for a little longer..."

"No more! If I hold on any longer, I won’t even be a man!" His heated breath was unbearably scorching as his lips pressed against hers, silencing her protests as though he wanted to swallow her whole.

At this moment, his body harbored only one thought.

To hold her tightly, kissing her, seducing her—grinning wickedly. "My little pregnant wife, come and take a bite out of me."

Unfortunately, he’d forgotten to turn off his phone. A sudden ringtone shattered the carefully built atmosphere. Gu Shaocheng inwardly cursed in frustration, gripping the phone so tightly he wanted to toss it into the toilet. Yet, upon seeing the name on the screen, he sighed and reluctantly answered, his voice raspy: "What..."