Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

When did he take such a video?

How could he do that?

It was simply distasteful!

There was a beep as his message came through again. It was merely two simple words —- Come here.

He had used this video to threaten her, so that she would go over.

Lin Shiyu gripped her cell phone and went to look for him.

…

Lin Shiyu arrived at the corridor where his room was. It should be the right place, based on the location he had given her.

But it was too deserted here, and there was no light at all. It was pitch black before her, and she was unable to find him.

Had she come to the wrong place?

Lin Shiyu was about to take out her cell phone to check on the address again, when a strong arm held her slender waist and pulled her over.

"Ah!"

Very swiftly, her delicate back was pinned against the wall in the corner. A handsome figure pressed in on her and captured her red lips.

Mm!

She had been kissed.

Lin Shiyu placed her fair hands on the man's broad chest. She wanted to push him away, but a clean and masculine scent wafted to her nose. It was very familiar. It belonged to Fu Qinglun.

She startled. The man's soft lips pressed on her red lips, and his long tongue delved into her mouth.

She had forgotten to clench her teeth and could only let him devour her relentlessly.

When he hooked the tip of her tongue, her entire body became weak and her hands swiftly clutched at his coat.

Fu Qinglun kissed her deeply and passionately. His fair hands held her slender waist and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Ah, don't!" Lin Shiyu promptly pushed him away. It was too ticklish.

Fu Qinglun released her red lips but his handsome figure was still pinning against her. It was pitch-dark there. Both of their bodies were attached together and their breaths entwined. They listened to each other's heartbeat.

Thump thump thump.

Both of their hearts were thumping quickly.

"Shi'shi, I miss you so much." His low and irresistible voice was slightly hoarse.

Bam! Lin Shiyu slapped his large palm away. "Young Master Fu, don't act like you haven't touched a woman for many years!"

"Ha," Fu Qinglun gave a low laugh. "Shi'shi, if you want to ask whether I've been looking for women outside, you just have to ask me directly and not beat around the bush."

"…"

"I have never found another woman." His soft lips were attached to hers, giving a slight hint of warmth. "There's only you. You haven't let me touch you for a long time, and I haven't had a taste of a woman for a long time. Shi'shi, I watch those videos every night. When I hear you calling me "Hubby", I become weak inside."

It was very dark now and Lin Shiyu's face could not be seen clearly, but she knew that her face was scorching. "Young Master Fu, men who take such lecherous videos are scoundrels. Delete those videos!"

"The videos are in my cell phone, and the cell phone is in my trousers pocket. Come and retrieve it yourself," Fu Qinglun said hoarsely.

Lin Shiyu extended her fair hand and reached into his pocket.

"Where is the cell phone?"

She did not feel it.

"It's in the pocket. You continue to feel for it."

Lin Shiyu felt downwards. The pocket was only that big, and there was no cell phone at all. Her luscious lashes quivered and she promptly understood that he was fooling her intentionally.

Her fair hand was on the skin of this muscular thighs, and the muscles there had already bulked up.

She stretched her hand out and gave his defined muscles a hard squeeze.

Hiss.

Fu Qinglun groaned in pain.

"Young Master Fu, does it feel good?" Lin Shiyu asked while curving her red lips.

Fu Qinglun's fair large palm cupped her pretty face, his low voice tinged with adoration. "Not good. If you are so capable, then you can squeeze another area, and make me feel good."

"…"

The melodious ringtone from her cell phone sounded. She had an incoming call.

She whipped out her cell phone and looked. Fu Jingtong was calling her.

"Shi'shi, what is up with you and Fu Jingtong, hm? Don't say that both of you are together. You are most compatible with me, with that frigid nature of yours…"

Lin Shiyu promptly stretched her fair hand out to cover his dark red lips, to prevent him from talking.

The light from the screen of the cell phone illuminated both of their faces. Fu Qinglun looked at her cell phone and spat out two simple words. "Pick up."

He allowed her to receive the call.

Her fair hands tapped on the phone to receive the call. "Hello, Jingtong."

"Lion, where are you now?"

"I am…" Lin Shiyu's voice paused. Fu Qinglun's long fingers were already undoing the buttons on her shirt. "… in the room."

She crafted a lie and promptly used her hand to press on his large hand, refusing to let him create trouble.

Fu Qinglun was gazing at her deeply, and his soft lips pecked her red lips…

This bad man!

When did he become so bad?

He had allowed her to answer the phone, but he still kissed her.

"Lion, I'm outside your room now. Come over to open the door."

"Jingtong, is that anything you need? I… am not free now, I…"

At this moment, there was the wet sound of kissing.

Kiss kiss.

It was especially quiet here, and the wet kissing sound was transmitted clearly over the phone. Fu Jingtong was silent.

Lin Shiyu's pretty face was flaming red. Even though she was not interested in Fu Jingtong at all, she felt embarrassed to be in this state in front of others.

"Lion, what are you doing now? Who are you with?" Fu Jingtong's voice was laced with frostiness.

Lin Shiyu did not speak. Fu Qinglun had already taken a bite out of her delicate skin.

He was really biting down on her. "Ah!" Lin Shiyu let out a cry. It was a cry in pain but it sounded seductive coming from her lips.

She promptly bit down on her moist lower lip with her white teeth to prevent herself from moaning. Her cell phone was snatched away by a clean, large hand. Fu Qinglun hung up her call immediately.

Fu Jingtong's voice disappeared.

Lin Shiyu swiftly used her fists to pummel him. "Fu Qinglun, you are too much!"

Fu Jingtong kissed her red lips and his long tongue traced the outline of her pretty lips. "If you get together with Fu Jingtong again, I will let him listen to your moans in bed, so that he can hear how you plead with your husband to love you."

"Fu Qinglun!" Lin Shiyu pushed him and ran away immediately.

When the fragrance in his arms dissipated, Fu Qinglun stuck one hand into his trousers pocket, and a slight contented smile played on his dark red lips.

…

Lin Shiyu did not return to her room. She arrived at the door to Fu Jingtong's room instead, and pressed the doorbell.

The doorbell rang.