Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Your lips are so sweet, just like in my dreams…

Lin Shiyu raised her pretty almond-shaped eyes and looked at the man. “Young Master Fu, did you have an erotic dream?”

Fu Qinglun pecked her tender lips and closed his eyes. “Yes, I often have such dreams. It’s always you in my dreams… I will dream of hugging you, kissing your lips… dream of myself pinning you down, and then lifting up your slender legs to wrap them around my waist… I dream of…”

“Fu Qinglun, stop it, don’t say anymore!” Lin Shiyu stretched her fair hand out to cover his lips.

She didn’t know when he had suddenly become so lewd and was more worldly and experienced in these things.

Fu Qinglun reached his arm out to envelop her in his embrace and hugged her tightly. He never wanted to let go of this woman.

…

Both of them arrived at a hostel. The receptionist asked, “Sir, Madam, may I know how many rooms you need?”

“Two rooms,” Lin Shiyu answered.

Fu Qinglun glanced at Lin Shiyu and said, “One room.”

The receptionist was put in an awkward position. “Sir, Madam, do you want one or two rooms?”

“Two rooms,” Lin Shiyu maintained.

Fu Qinglun wrapped his muscular arm around Lin Shiyu’s smooth shoulders, and said in an adoring, hushed voice. “My dear wife, don’t be willful. We will take one room, hm? We can talk later in the room.”

“…”

“So, you are a couple. You definitely just need one room then. Sir, this is your room card, please keep it well.” The receptionist swiftly issued a room card.

“Thank you.” Fu Qinglun kept the room card and entered the room with his arm around Lin Shiyu’s shoulders.

…

In the room.

Lin Shiyu forcefully shrugged off his clean, fair hand, and looked at the man with her pretty almond-shaped eyes. “Young Master Fu, don’t tell me you didn’t do it intentionally? What honeymoon? You just want to sleep with me!”

Fu Qinglun raised his good-looking eyebrows and answered in a matter-of-fact-tone. “Going to sleep is an integral part of a honeymoon. Mrs Fu, you are now my wife and you have to fulfill your obligation between a husband and a wife.”

Lin Shiyu curved her pretty red lips. This man had actually put this topic across in such a matter-of-fact manner.

At this moment, she sneezed. She was wet from head to toe and felt chilled to the bone.

“Mrs Fu, you’d better go and take a shower.” Fu Qinglun pushed her into the bathroom.

Lin Shiyu closed the door and even locked the door from inside, presumably because she was afraid of him entering the bathroom.

Fu Qinglun thought it was ludicrous. Even if he wanted to do anything, he would need to seek her consent beforehand. She was so guarded against him. Was sexual dissatisfaction written all over his face?

He whipped out his phone and tapped open a web browser. He posted a question —- How should a man coax a woman into bed?

His question was direct and straight to the point.

He did not plan to avoid touching her during their honeymoon. Conversely, he wanted to touch her so much. Both of them had not been intimate for a very long time, and he missed her in the throes of his physical desires.

However, she was a unique case. She was very frigid during intimacy. He wanted to coax her a little, so that both of them could feel comfortable.

At this moment, the replies to his question swiftly came —-

“Brother, this is a difficult question. You pin the woman down onto the bed, turn off the lights, and just get it on. The woman may say that she doesn’t want it, but her body will not be able to resist the temptation of your advances, and she will yearn for more.”

“To the first poster, I disagree with your view. Every woman should be treated gently and tenderly. I think there should be an element of romance, such as giving fresh flowers, watching a movie… going to bed will then be a piece of cake.”

“To the original poster, tell me honestly, are you impotent?”

“Yes, if the original poster is impotent, then introduce your girlfriend to us, we will dote on her…”

The following posts were simply dreadful. There were all kinds of people on the internet. Fu Qinglun had posted such a provocative question at this late hour, which attracted all sorts of people of dubious backgrounds.

Fu Qinglun looked at the post which mentioned “impotent” and his handsome facial features turned dark and his red lips curved into a derisive smile. He immediately replied the post —- My apologies, my highest record is fourteen times a night. I will dote on my own woman.

After posting, Fu Qinglun conceitedly exited the forum and logged out of his account.

At this moment, he heard a pretty voice. “Young Master Fu, what are you doing?”

Lin Shiyu had come out of the bathroom.

Fu Qinglun glanced sideways at the woman. She had just showered and was wearing a set of silk gown. Her soft, dark hair laid damply on her shoulders. There was a blush on both sides of her face. She exuded the seduction of a woman beneath her cold demeanor.

He put away his cell phone into his pants pocket and calmly replied, “Some work matters.”

“I’ve showered already, you can go and shower now.”

Fu Qinglun looked at Lin Shiyu for some time. His gaze nonchalantly swept her exquisite, slender figure, then he stuck one hand into his pants pocket and entered the bathroom.

…

Fu Qinglun took a cold shower and walked out. There was a gust of cold air as he came out.

He was wearing a clean white shirt and a pair of black boxers without any pants, revealing his long legs. This Young Master of the powerful Fu family of Karghalik had always been dressed decently and gentlemanly, and now that he was not wearing trousers, there was a hint of indolent sexiness beneath his aristocratic aura.

His short hair laid damply on his forehead. There was a layer of water vapor on his skin, and he was enchantingly young and handsome.

He was only 27 years old and in the prime of his youth.

His eyes swept the room and did not see anyone. There was a figure lying on the soft bed, and it was buried beneath the blanket like a small lump.

Fu Qinglun’s heart softened. Ever since he met her, he had already been used to searching for her figure in the crowd. The moment he saw her, he would feel at ease.

He strode over and bent down to look at the woman. “Mrs Fu, you are sleeping so early?”

Lin Shiyu’s head emerged. Her pretty face was pale and her slender body was shivering beneath the blanket.

Fu Qinglun’s expression changed. He promptly asked in an anxious tone. “Shi’shi, what happened to you?”

Lin Shiyu felt so cold that she kept trembling. “I’m so cold. I think I’m coming down with the flu.”

After being drenched in the rain for so long, she was freezing now, and her limbs were icy-cold.

At this moment, the blanket was lifted and one side of the bed sank. Fu Qinglun had got onto the bed.

There was a clean, masculine, fresh shower scent when he got onto the bed. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, and his long limbs filled up the entire blanket.

“Get down, who let you come onto my bed?” Lin Shiyu furrowed her pretty brows and asked weakly.

Fu Qinglun turned to his side and looked at her face to face. He stretched his muscular arm out and held her slender waist, then hugged her tightly. “Mrs Fu, don’t be headstrong. My body is warm so you can hug me to sleep. You will feel much better.”

You will feel much better.

Lin Shiyu ignored this statement, but stubborn she was, she could feel the warmth from his body on her cold skin through their thin clothing.

So warm…

She quivered comfortably, and then burrowed herself into his embrace.