498: I Am Like A Pervert

I Am Like A Pervert

Shen Qianshu's face and ears turned red for no reason. She held the shirt and sniffed lightly. It was the familiar smell of sandalwood. It was faint and far away, and it smelled very good. Shen Qianshu just had her bath, and her face was thoroughly red. 1

"What the… I am like a pervert!"

Which girl will hold a man's shirt and smell it?

Too perverted!!!

Shen Qianshu hesitated for three seconds and put on the shirt. She casually buttoned up and left the bathroom, heading straight to the cloakroom. After that, she was dumbstruck.

Master, why are you in the cloakroom?

Ye Ling's bedroom was a complete set of rooms. It had everything that was needed. To the right of the bedroom, a connecting door led to the study room. Upon coming out of the bathroom and turning right, it was the cloakroom. Ye Ling was in the cloakroom choosing matching clothes for tomorrow. When he turned around, he saw the enchanting Shen Qianshu.

He was also unprepared!

Ye Ling was very tall, and the shirt was also custom-made. Hence, it was longer. When it was worn on Shen Qianshu, it covered her hips nicely. It was neither long nor short, and it looked like a very short mini skirt. A pair of long legs which had just been showered were pink and moist. They looked like jade. Her long hair draped over her shoulders, which was half dry and was still dripping water, causing the area around her shoulders to get wet. The buttons were buttoned messily, and droplets of water were flowing continuously down her neck.

It was a very lively and fragrant image.

Ye Ling's gaze fell. His amber eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Master… " Shen Qianshu only felt a gush of hot air rushing up to her head. He had not reacted yet, and she turned around to run. Ye Ling suddenly caught hold of her wrist and embraced her in his arms. He pressed her onto the door of the cabinet in the cloakroom, lowered his head, and kissed her lips.

Shen Qianshu whimpered and closed her eyes subconsciously. Ye Ling gave her a solid deep throat kiss. His breaths were deep and messy, and they gave off the most charming scent. It was a deadly poison to her.

She thought of how she had held Ye Ling's clothing and kissed it like a pervert earlier.

It was like a perverted youth's first awakening of love, just like how young boys liked to steal young girls' undergarments for keepsake. That kind of feeling was so shameful that it made her whole body shudder. Ye Ling's hand lifted up the white shirt and went in. Shen Qianshu suddenly stared until her eyes became round.

She did not wear anything inside!!

Ye Ling carried Shen Qianshu up forcefully, pressing her against the door of the cabinet. He separated her legs. She had no choice but to grip his waist, and the rough clothing rubbed against the tender skin. A sense of shame hit her. Shen Qianshu pulled his lapel nervously.

"Master…"

When she made a sound, it frightened herself.

This soft and weak voice which seemed coquettish, was it really her? It sounded rejecting yet welcoming and expressive. It was definitely not herself!!!

Ye Ling had her earlobe in his mouth, and he bit slightly. Shen Qianshu felt a tinge of pain and hugged him tightly. A trace of haze shrouded her eyes, making her look extremely pitiful. Ye Ling's long hands lightly brushed across her faintly discernible cleavage and went all the way downward. He slowly unbuttoned the shirt.

This movement was long and seductive. Meanwhile, Shen Qianshu was like a prisoner waiting to be executed. Her heart was beating wildly. She was nervous and frightened, and she held his hand hurriedly.

The first button was already undone.

Ye Ling looked at her with a darkening gaze. It was as if he was trying very hard to control something. On his forehead, green veins were jumping. He was trying hard to control himself. Shen Qianshu did not dare to look at his eyes at that moment, but she did not have any strength left. Ye Ling unbuttoned the second button.

Eventually, the buttons on the shirt were all unbuttoned, and a full view of the beautiful scenery could be seen clearly. Ye Ling suddenly carried her and came out from the cloakroom. He pressed her on the bed. The wild hot kisses struck like lightning. Amidst the storm, Shen Qianshu was like duckweed in the rain, being attacked by flashes of electricity, and she felt totally unprepared. All she could do was to endure it delicately.

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