Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 1119 - 1122: Shattered into Tiny Pieces 1

Chenxing stared speechlessly at the sky. Hey, um... is there any medicine for this?

This absolutely wasn’t something her man could possibly do.

Her morals were shattered all over the ground!

She couldn’t help it—she nearly burst out laughing.

How could he pull off something this eye-popping right in front of her?

Her gaze swept around the courtyard. It was quiet, with two bodyguards chatting idly not far away. Another bodyguard was leaning against a pillar, seemingly playing a game on his phone. Two little birds perched on a tree, crooning songs of affection that she couldn’t understand. The flowers in the pots seemed redder and brighter now, perhaps because they were blushing...

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Chenxing lightly shoved the man who was immersed in his solo "pray to yourself" mission.

Gu Shaocheng heard her laugh, opened his slightly desire-tinged eyes to cast a pitiful glance her way, and then shut them again—clearly intent on relying on himself for everything.

He had absolutely no intention of acknowledging her.

"Cough, cough..."

Watching his movements, Chenxing’s face flushed red, the heat radiating up to her head.

This... this... THIS...

Was he seriously planning to do something like THIS in the courtyard, right in front of her?

A bolt of lightning struck down from the heavens, frying her inside and out. Oh, god—just let the lightning kill her already.

She absolutely didn’t recognize this man before her!

In the next moment, Chenxing quickly grabbed his hand. Gu Shaocheng opened his eyes, "What’s up?"

"Go back to the room!" She was truly defeated by him.

Gu Shaocheng’s sharp gaze flashed with a sly light, yet he still feigned reluctance, pushing her hand away: "Go back to the room for what? I like being self-sufficient here!"

Hearing this, Chenxing shot him a fierce glare before reluctantly saying, "Hurry up—go back to the room. I’ll help you!"

As soon as those words left her mouth, the man, now triumphant in his scheming, immediately retracted his hand, stood up, surveyed the surroundings seriously to confirm no one was paying attention, and then grabbed her hand, pulling her into his arms. In the next second, he directly picked her up and strode toward the house, passionately kissing her cheeks as he went: "Wife, I knew it—you care about me the most."

Before she could say anything he didn’t want to hear, he kissed her fiercely.

The corners of his eyes gleamed with a ridiculously smug look.

By the time he realized he had overdone it, Chenxing had already been tossed onto the bed.

He ran his hands over her, up and down.

He touched her until her entire face and neck were flushed red as ripe fruit.

Chenxing felt that if he kept touching and kissing her, she would melt into a puddle on the spot. Unable to resist, she swallowed nervously and slightly pushed him away, shyly murmuring, "Shaocheng, lie down."

He smirked knowingly and immediately lay flat without complaint, comfortably closing his eyes. His skin glistened with sweat, hot to the touch, radiating an undeniable air of sensuality.

Just then, Nan Baihao drove over, barging into the house with his usual bullheadedness. After asking the bodyguards, he learned his big brother was resting in the bedroom. Since it was broad daylight, he didn’t think much of it and headed straight to the bedroom, knocking loudly on the door.

His strength was overwhelming—after just two hard knocks, the door swung open automatically.

Why? Because Gu Shaocheng hadn’t even bothered to lock it.

Moments ago, he’d been too smug and only shut the door lightly. And now, like fate’s twist, in came this clueless lunkhead!