Chapter 61: Sheng Yu, Have You Been Lonely All These Years?

“Compensation, huh…”

Qiao Shuyi thought for a moment, then suddenly stood on her tiptoes and quickly kissed the man’s lips.

“Is this enough?”

“Not yet.”

The man’s Adam’s apple slid slightly, his large hand brushed her nape, and he lowered his head to capture her lips.

His tongue forcefully pried open her teeth, as if with a hint of vengeful intent, kissing her urgently and domineeringly.

It was hard to resist.

Qiao Shuyi wanted to step back, but he held her nape tightly, leaving her with nowhere to go.

At some point, he squeezed one leg between hers, and the large hand on her waist exerted a force, lifting her off the ground.

“Sheng Yu…”

Qiao Shuyi barely managed to open one eye.

In her peripheral vision, she saw Sheng Tang’s room with its lights still on.

Thinking that she was currently asleep inside, while she was kissing her brother outside, Qiao Shuyi felt a surge of guilt and remorse.

“What are you thinking about?”

Sensing her distraction, Sheng Yu suddenly stopped and looked at her intently.

Qiao Shuyi tightened her grip on his chest, whispering, “I’m afraid Tangtang might wake up…”

“Then let’s go to my room.”

“!”

Qiao Shuyi’s eyes widened instantly. That wasn’t what she meant…

But Sheng Yu didn’t give her time to react. He cupped her buttocks with his large hand, applied a slight force, and carried her into his arms.

Sheng Yu’s room was next to Sheng Tang’s, and they reached it in a few steps.

This was the first time Qiao Shuyi had been to Sheng Yu’s room. She couldn’t help but raise her head from the man’s shoulder and curiously look around.

The room was large, but the furnishings were simple. It was very spacious at a glance, with only a large bed, three sofas, and a small coffee table. The black, white, and gray color scheme was sophisticated but also seemed overly cold.

At first glance, Qiao Shuyi almost thought she had walked into a business hotel.

It was hard to imagine that next to this cold and minimalist room was Sheng Tang’s bedroom, filled with princess-like and girly decor.

Sheng Yu sat down on the sofa with her in his arms, placing her on his lap.

Seeing her looking around his room with curiosity, he raised a corner of his lips, “Do you like it?”

Qiao Shuyi shook her head honestly, “No, it’s too cold.”

If only Sheng Tang could spare one of her dolls from her full closet, it wouldn’t be so cold.

“But it’s your room, you like it as you want.” Qiao Shuyi quickly tried to make amends.

“For me, this is just a place to sleep, there’s no liking or disliking.”

He spent most of his time at home immersed in his study.

Qiao Shuyi didn’t speak. She quietly looked into his eyes, a sense of sadness welling up in her heart.

After a while, she reached out and cupped his face, softly asking, “Sheng Yu… have you been very lonely all these years?”

She couldn’t imagine how the 20-year-old him had gone through that difficult period.

To outsiders, he was cold, distant, and unapproachable, but she felt that it was just a facade.

He forced himself to grow up quickly, forced himself to become strong quickly, and such a person was destined to be cold, lonely, stoic, and aloof…

He had lived under this facade for so long that people had almost forgotten that when Sheng’s parents were still alive, he was known in the capital for his gentleness and courtesy.

Thankfully, he still had a sister.

Qiao Shuyi couldn’t even imagine what Sheng Yu would be like now if he didn’t have Sheng Tang?

He would probably be like an isolated island, sealing himself off from everyone, allowing no one to get close to him.

The man fell into a brief silence, a strange emotion appearing in his eyes.

After a while, he spoke in a hoarse voice, “Why are you asking that?”

“I can’t say, I just feel that you’re lonely.”

Qiao Shuyi reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her face against his neck, muttering, “But it’s okay, I’ll be by your side from now on.”

“Really?”

Qiao Shuyi looked up and gave him a sweet smile, “Of course it’s true.”

The next second, the man’s hot, burning kiss landed on her lips.

After the kiss, Sheng Yu rested his forehead against hers, his gaze fixed on her, “Qiao Qiao, I’m giving you another chance to think carefully. From now on, you will be by my side, never leaving me, right?”

Qiao Shuyi was slightly taken aback, then closed her eyes and took the initiative to kiss his lips.

Sheng Yu saw the tears welling up in the corner of her eyes.

“Sheng Yu, I’ve thought it through, unless you don’t want me anymore, I will never leave you.”

Her voice was tinged with a clear sob.

She had already betrayed him once in her previous life, and in this life, she would never betray him again.

Looking into the man’s unfathomable eyes, Qiao Shuyi saw the sea of fire that had long since disappeared.

Sheng Yu’s figure, running towards her through the sea of fire.

He was willing to give his life for her, what did she have to worry about?

“I won’t let you go.”

Sheng Yu gently kissed away the tears from the corner of her eyes, his hoarse voice tinged with firmness, “Qiao Shuyi, I gave you the opportunity to change your mind. Even if you regret it later, I will never let you go!”

“Mm.” Qiao Shuyi nodded, suddenly smiling, “Sheng Yu, I really like you.”

As the words fell, the man’s sexy Adam’s apple slid slightly, his gaze becoming darker, “Qiao Qiao, you shouldn’t be confessing to me at this time.”

A look of confusion flashed across Qiao Shuyi’s face.

Before she could think further, a dizzying sensation struck her, and she was pushed onto the sofa.

Their positions switched.

Sheng Yu propped his two arms on either side of her body, one leg kneeling on the sofa, the other standing on the ground, forming an encircling posture.

He enveloped her between the sofa and him.

“Sheng…”

Qiao Shuyi only managed to say one word before he sealed her lips.

The man’s cold kiss glided across her lips and cheeks, finally landing on her neck, gently nibbling.

The feeling was strange, tingling and numb.

Her body heated up uncontrollably, and a soft moan escaped her lips.

The man’s teeth deftly unbuttoned a few buttons on her cheongsam, and his large hand reached under her skirt.

When his cool hand landed on her lower abdomen, Qiao Shuyi instantly tensed up, her whole body frozen.

She had a vague understanding of what was going to happen next.

She didn’t object to being intimate with Sheng Yu, but she couldn’t help but feel nervous.

In her previous life, although she lived to be 27 years old, she had never experienced this kind of thing.

She had a good upbringing, and her parents had taught her to be self-respecting and self-loving from a young age, so before she got engaged to Gu Linchuan, they had never been intimate.

Later, because of Liang Man, Gu Linchuan hated her in his heart and never touched her.

At that time, she always thought that he loved her, respected her, and wanted to save their first night for their wedding night.

But later, when she heard him say that every moment he was with her, he wanted to kill her.

Only then did she realize that there was no love or respect.

There was only disgust and hatred…