1115 Finale 1 (1/2)
Lin Shiyu furrowed her pretty brows deeply. She wanted to struggle but to no avail, as the buttons on her top were undone, revealing her fair and creamy skin.
Fu Qinglun looked at her nursing bra beneath and his eyes instantly became bloodshot. His soft lips kissed her earlobes and he said huskily, ”Is it sweet? I've tasted my wife's before and it's really sweet.”
”…”
Lin Shiyu's pretty eyes suddenly narrowed. When did he do that?
Of course she did not know. He had seen a drop of milk on Little Shushu's lips and he had secretly tasted it.
Fu Qinglun lowered his head…
”Ah!”
Lin Shiyu's scream was caught in her throat.
…
Two of the CEOs who were playing cards walked out and looked at the scene. The man's broad body was shielding the delicate woman, and they could not see what the couple was doing, but it had to be something that should not be seen.
”Aye, that man looks like the Young Master of Guding Castle.”
”You must be mistaken. The Young Master loves his wife very much and he is well-known for his faithfulness. How can he possibly fool about with another woman?”
”Seems like Beauty Lin is good at taming her husband. It has been so many years, and the Young Master has not had any other woman beside her.”…
Both CEOs laughed and headed to the washroom.
Lin Shiyu's heart softened upon hearing these words. Her luscious lashes quivered and she gently closed her eyes.
At this moment, Fu Qinglun lunged forward and captured her red lips through the thin black veil. As their breaths entwined, she could feel his hot breath.
”Sweet,” he murmured and kissed her red lips again.
He had no intention of removing the veil. The roughness of the veil juxtaposed starkly against her delicate lips. He sucked on her lips repeatedly, then slipped his long tongue into her sweet mouth.
Lin Shiyu did not close her eyes and merely looked at him kissing her passionately. As he was kissing, he exuded a sexiness that made one blush. Her face turned a flaming red upon hearing the sloppy wet sounds of their kissing.
After what seemed like an eternity, Fu Qinglun left her red lips, buried his head in her neck and panted breathlessly. He was very drunk and thoroughly consumed by her sweetness.
Lin Shiyu could feel his arousal and she promptly pushed him away
Seeming to collect himself, Fu Qinglun regulated his breathing and released her. His voice was already hoarse beyond recognition. ”Are you missing your son?”
He grasped her delicate hand and returned to the room with her.
…
In the room.
Auntie Su looked at the veiled Lin Shiyu and said in puzzlement, ”Sir, this is…?”
Fu Qinglun replied, ”Hand Little Master over to her.”
”Oh, okay.” Auntie Su handed Little Shushu over to Lin Shiyu.
Little Shushu stopped crying immediately in his Mama's arms. His head nuzzled Mama's chest for milk. Lin Shiyu lowered her head to kiss her son's little face, then she sat on the bed, undid the buttons on her top and began to nurse.
Little Shushu suckled happily, but what was the matter? He was unable to drink any milk.
Boohoo…
Little Shushu cried again from his hunger.
”What's happening?” Auntie Su walked over. ”Is Little Master crying because there's no milk?”
No milk…
Lin Shiyu promptly looked up at Fu Qinglun.
Fu Qinglun's hands were stuck in his pockets and as he looked back at her, his throat bobbed.
”Sir, what should we do? Little Master doesn't have milk to drink and he refuses to take milk powder. He must be famished.”
Fu Qinglun looked at Auntie Su. ”Auntie Su, you may leave first.”
Auntie Su left.