Chapter 18: The Cold-Faced Doctor x The Wealthy and Powerful CEO 18

Jiangming Villa.

Twilight shrouded the outside, while inside the bedroom, a passionate encounter was unfolding.

Lu Yan’s eyes were filled with tears, his crimson lips slightly parted, the area already kissed red and luscious by Shen Du, stirring a desire for destruction within.

Sweat beaded on his forehead, clearly reaching the brink of collapse.

“Ugh! You’re crazy…” He wanted to escape, but his slender waist was tightly held by the man behind him, he couldn’t move an inch.

“Let go…” Lu Yan raised his foot to kick, but the other man pressed down on his calf, immobilizing him.

Shen Du whispered in his ear, “Wife, do you dare to keep another man outside again?”

Lu Yan gritted his teeth in anger, “I’ve told you, Hyman isn’t my lover, I haven’t been seeing anyone else, you’re the only one from the beginning!”

He was tired of saying it, he didn’t have another lover, that’s all.

Shen Du stared at Lu Yan with dark eyes, “Even though you have nothing to do with him, you’ve been secretly keeping him, and you’ve been meeting with him in private…”

Lu Yan took a deep breath, “I was wrong, I won’t do it again.”

He didn’t want to dwell on this issue anymore, could they please move on.

Damn Hyman! If he had known this would happen, he wouldn’t have saved this big troublemaker for the sake of two billion yuan and a promotion after the new drug was successful.

Shen Du held the exhausted young man in his arms, “Be good, wife, if you move again, don’t blame me.”

Lu Yan turned his head to look at him, his watery eyes seemed to hold hooks, just one glance made Shen Du almost mesmerized.

Shen Du said earnestly, “Wife, there are many bad people out there.”

“You can’t easily trust them, otherwise, the consequences will be very serious.”

Lu Yan remained silent, too lazy to struggle anymore, he just looked down at the bedspread.

Shen Du licked Lu Yan’s ear, “Wife, you don’t know how dangerous men can be, if you’re tricked, it’ll be very tragic…”

Lu Yan dodged Shen Du’s intimacy, “I’m not stupid, they can’t trick me.”

He was a workaholic, not a naive innocent.

Shen Du pulled back the dodging young man, “Wife, I’m worried about you.”

“Can you give me a little more security?”

Lu Yan met Shen Du’s eyes and resignedly kissed the corner of his lips, “Okay, I’ll listen to you, whatever you say is what it is.”

Although he felt that no one outside was interested in him, Shen Du was always suspicious and paranoid, as if he was a highly sought-after beauty.

Oh well, let’s appease Shen Du’s heart.

Shen Du’s lips curled slightly, he said in a husky voice, “I knew my wife loved me.”

Lu Yan lay on the bed, his face filled with exasperation.

Shen Du hooked the necklace around Lu Yan’s neck, and confessed to Lu Yan, “Wife, I installed a tracker in your necklace.”

Lu Yan reacted calmly, “I know.”

Shen Du: “？？？?”

He widened his eyes, “How did you know?”

Lu Yan pursed his lips, “I’ve known all along.”

“You’ve been anxious ever since I was almost kidnapped last year. You wanted to be glued to me all the time. Not long after, you gave me this necklace, and you kept telling me not to take it off.”

“It’s hard not to suspect…”

He had checked it out, and naturally knew that the exquisite necklace had a tracker.

Shen Du sighed, “My wife is so smart, but don’t you think my behavior is a little abnormal?”

Most people wouldn’t be able to tolerate their lover doing this, but his wife wasn’t surprised at all.

Lu Yan frowned slightly, “But we’re partners, it’s only natural that you want to know where I am. I have nothing to hide from you.”

Isn’t it said that husbands and wives should be honest with each other?

Shen Du’s heart trembled at these words, how could he be so good at coaxing him.

He grabbed Lu Yan’s waist and fiercely kissed Lu Yan’s luscious red lips, his warm breath falling on the other man’s neck.

“Wife, I love you most.” Shen Du’s voice was low and husky, revealing a raspy sensuality, as if he had been suppressed to the limit.

“Let’s continue…”

“No!” Lu Yan immediately wanted to escape, but he was pulled back to his original position by the waist.

Soon, everything changed.

The young man’s pale face was gradually wet with tears, his beauty, as white as snow and as delicate as frost, exuded a seductive charm, as if everything had spun out of control.

The moon outside the window rose higher and higher, the trees on both sides of the road rustled in the wind.

Lu Yan was already sound asleep, his eyes closed, his crimson and moist lips slightly parted with his breath, his whole body had a sense of fragile beauty.

Shen Du propped his head up, looking down at his wife, his eyes filled with undisguised love.

“Wife, how can you be so good, so good that you’re like a gift from heaven.”

He has a cold and aloof personality, yet he gives all his tenderness to his husband.

He did so much, and he understood him.

Such a good wife was his, no one could take Lu Yan away from him.

Shen Du stared at Lu Yan for a while, then suddenly got out of bed and found a set of tattoo tools. He quietly got back on the bed and turned Lu Yan over.

He stroked the snow-white skin of Lu Yan’s shoulders and neck, his husky voice slowly sounded.

“I heard that tattoos can preserve love forever, and they can also keep lovers together forever.”

Shen Du moved his fingers, first applying anesthetic to the skin where Lu Yan’s shoulder and neck met, then sterilizing the tools, and then printing the pre-selected pattern template on the young man’s skin.

A candle dragon pattern, about the size of a business card, was vividly printed on that small patch of skin, exuding a domineering beauty.

He didn’t know why he chose the candle dragon, he just couldn’t take his eyes off it, he really wanted to print the candle dragon pattern on Lu Yan.

That deep-seated desire made Shen Du choose it without exception.

Shen Du took out a clean tattoo needle and gently inked Lu Yan, gently outlining the candle dragon pattern, then slowly coloring it in.

After a while, Shen Du put down the tattoo tools, looking at his hard work with satisfaction.

“It wasn’t in vain that I learned from the tattoo artist for so long. Now it looks really good.”

Lu Yan’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, like butterfly wings, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He blinked, wanting to reach out and touch the exposed front of his shoulder, but Shen Du grabbed his wrist.

“Don’t touch it.” Shen Du lowered his head, his deep gaze fixed on Lu Yan.

Lu Yan lowered his eyes, glanced at the left side of his collarbone, which was slightly warm, and was startled by the suddenly appearing candle dragon pattern.

“…What are you doing?”

Shen Du swallowed, “Wife, I tattooed a candle dragon on you.”

Lu Yan twitched his lips, “Shen Du, you’re twenty-nine, not nineteen.”

Young people in love getting tattoos can be considered youthful exuberance and freedom, but what are they doing, two people about to turn thirty?

Shen Du pursed his lips, “What’s wrong with being twenty-nine, can’t I be fashionable?”

“Wife, look at it, it’s pretty.” His skills were really good, he could open a tattoo shop and make money.

Lu Yan’s expression froze slightly, “You…”

He looked at the candle dragon tattoo, and suddenly remembered what his sister had said about the ancient demon god.

The candle dragon was the true form of the demon god Zhu Ming, but the demon god hadn’t appeared for over a hundred thousand years. It was said that he was in seclusion.

Lu Yan shook his head, putting aside the chaotic thoughts that had suddenly popped into his head. He raised his eyes to look at Shen Du again, meeting his dark eyes.

“Whatever, it’s pretty.”

Shen Du asked tentatively, “Do you agree to keep it?”

Lu Yan nodded lightly, “Okay, keep it. Just to make my husband happy.”

Shen Du smiled, “My wife is so good.”