If You Could Hear My Heart
Chapter 1227: Shen Chi, Be Gentle

Chapter 1227: Chapter 1227: Shen Chi, Be Gentle

"Hissss..." Shen Chi sharply inhaled a breath of cool air.

"Xu Chaomu, don’t move around!" Shen Chi shouted at her loudly.

"I’m not doing anything, why are you yelling so loudly?" Xu Chaomu retorted with a sense of grievance.

Shen Chi simply seized her wrists to prevent her from moving.

"It hurts, let me go," Xu Chaomu grumbled.

Shen Chi ignored her and tested the water temperature with his other hand. The temperature was just right, and the bathtub was almost full.

He sprinkled a few drops of essential oil in the bathroom, and instantly, the room overflowed with floral fragrance, delighting the senses.

"I don’t want to take a bath, I want to go home now," Xu Chaomu struggled.

"You can go home after your bath. If you’re not well-behaved, I’ll leave you alone here, and at night, no one will care about you," Shen Chi threatened her.

Sure enough, Xu Chaomu was easily scared.

She clung to Shen Chi’s hand: "Don’t leave me, don’t leave me..."

"If you behave, I won’t leave you," Shen Chi touched her cheek, "look at how drunk you’ve gotten."

He helped her out of her sweater dress, leaving only her shirt underneath.

The steam in the bathroom was hazy, lingering in the air, and even clouded the mirror that blurred Shen Chi’s vision.

In the midst of the steam, her figure was very attractive. When his hand touched her body, a familiar sense of softness instantly washed over him.

Xu Chaomu couldn’t stand steadily and grabbed Shen Chi’s arm, shaking her head constantly: "Don’t leave me."

"After you bathe, I’ll take you home. I shouldn’t have let you drink; you’re drunk with just a little," Shen Chi said helplessly.

"I don’t want to... Has anyone else used this bathtub?" Xu Chaomu said disdainfully.

"I’ve used it," Shen Chi said gravely.

"Oh, I despise you," Xu Chaomu pouted.

"You really are something else, daring to despise me?" Shen Chi got angry, "Take off your clothes."

Saying so, he proceeded to undress her.

But Xu Chaomu was far from compliant. She pushed him away: "Pervert, go away."

"I’ve seen it before, stop covering up, let’s get you washed and take you home early," Shen Chi coaxed her.

"Men who peep at women taking baths are all no good..." Xu Chaomu said, looking at Shen Chi.

"Hurry up and get in or you’ll catch cold," Shen Chi’s face darkened, pulling her towards him.

Xu Chaomu wouldn’t budge, though, struggling and pushing against him all the way.

A woman who’s had a drink has quite some strength; she pushed and shoved Shen Chi and almost broke free from his grip, but then, her foot slipped, and she tumbled right into the bathtub.

Out of instinct, she grabbed onto Shen Chi’s arm!

Shen Chi could have dodged, but he hesitated for a second, and after that second, he was pulled into the bathtub by Xu Chaomu!

Shen Chi was like her lifesaver, and Xu Chaomu clung tightly to him: "Save me, save me, I don’t want to drown..."

The corner of Shen Chi’s mouth twitched, and with a roll, he pinned her down in the bathtub: "This is a bathtub."

Perhaps due to the impact of the water flow, Xu Chaomu sobered up a bit, but she was still drowsy.

"Don’t leave me..." Her large eyes looked at Shen Chi, filled with grievance.

Saying so, her large hands wrapped around his waist, holding him tightly.

With that embrace, his body was pressed close against hers.

Xu Chaomu’s shirt was thin, and when soaked, it clung to her perfect figure.

Her hair too was wet, half of it sticking to her cheek, exuding endless charm.

"This is your last chance, let go of my hand," Shen Chi’s voice was hoarse.

As a normal man, he was finding it hard to restrain himself. Especially when Xu Chaomu’s little hand caressed his waist, he felt as though his whole body had been struck by an electric current.

Xu Chaomu thought he was about to abandon her, to leave her alone in this empty rooftop space.

She shook her head as if it were a rattle drum, "I won’t let go, I won’t let go, you can’t leave me behind..."

Shen Chi pressed his face down a fraction more so that their cheeks were almost touching.

"Xu Chaomu, say it again, let go or not let go."

"I won’t let go."

"Good..." Shen Chi replied with a husky voice, his blood boiling, he turned his head to the side and kissed her lips.

This beautiful moment, he did not want to let go either.

"Mmm..." Xu Chaomu hugged his waist, afraid she’d sink down.

Kissing without a word, where was his integrity?

Shen Chi wrapped one hand around her waist, pinning her against the edge of the bathtub...

It was she who asserted "I won’t let go," so she couldn’t blame him.

His large hand glided through the water, and she couldn’t help trembling.

Xu Chaomu was a bit dazed; she pushed hard against him, but whether it was because she’d been in the water too long or she wasn’t as strong as he was, she couldn’t move him.

Shen Chi nibbled at her red lips and used his fingers to brush aside the hair on her face.

A single thought of falling, intensely affectionate.

He too was somewhat intoxicated, the alcohol he had drunk surged up, his movements gentle when they should be gentle, domineering when they should be dominant.

Being in the water was too stifling, Xu Chaomu felt a bit oppressed, so Shen Chi freed her lips, moving to the side of her earlobe.

"Mumu, you can only be mine." He declared his sovereignty in her ear.

Xu Chaomu felt the red-hot eyes of the man, a bit of sobriety returned to her, and her shoulders trembled.

They hadn’t been this way in a long time, but she... hadn’t she come to watch the fireworks?

Struggling, she tried to get up: "Shen Chi, get out, get out..."

"Be good, call me ’husband,’ and I’ll be gentle later," Shen Chi endured, stroking her face.

Tonight, he would not let her go for anything; he had let her go so many times before, it almost ruined him.

Xu Chaomu blushed and urgently said, "You... I... get out, I’ll take my bath properly... I’ll be obedient..."

"Call me ’husband.’" Shen Chi was still insistent.

Every time he forced her to call him ’husband,’ even just once, it was enough to satisfy him.

"..." Xu Chaomu simply wouldn’t call it out.

"Will you drink that much again next time?" Shen Chi asked.

He breathed into her ear.

"I won’t... I won’t drink anymore... be gentle..." Xu Chaomu couldn’t help but cry out.

"Have you ever drunk that much with another man?"

"No..."

Xu Chaomu felt tingling all over, as if ants were crawling over her.

Evidently, Shen Chi was quite satisfied. He stopped asking and kissed her gently.

Even though they hadn’t been together in a year, he was still familiar with every sensitive spot on her body.

"Don’t..." Xu Chaomu frowned.

Her voice made him especially intoxicated...

Lost, deeply ensnared.

She still wasn’t used to it, after all... they had been apart for so long.

She lightly furrowed her brow, at first, it truly hurt, but soon the pain subsided, replaced by pleasure.

"Mumu... look at me..." Shen Chi whispered in her ear, his voice husky and low.

The mist swirled, and the vaguely diffusing steam only added numerous hints of ambiguity. The crystal chandelier seemed to sway above, with a warm hue and a dazzling light.

Xu Chaomu bit her lips, and the alcohol brought her back to a semblance of sobriety again.