Chapter 32
Chapter 32
Lu Ren had been in the middle of reporting on official business when he saw Shen Yanchen suddenly stop mid-sentence, walk over to Shen Ze’s car, and carry out a woman. His eyes widened in disbelief.
Upon seeing that the person in Shen Yanchen’s arms was Xia Sheng, Lu Ren felt the situation had become even more surreal.
The Little Celestial Master and the Ninth Master were practically from two different worlds. How did they end up like this?
He hurried over and, as he got closer, caught the faint scent of alcohol lingering on Xia Sheng. He guessed that the Ninth Master might have been worried about rumors spreading if the Little Celestial Master followed Young Master Shen back, which was why he had taken her out of the car himself.
However…
Back when those socialites used to feign drunkenness and throw themselves at the Ninth Master to get close to him, why hadn’t he ever seen the Ninth Master act like such a gentleman?
Lu Ren reached out, intending to take the person from Shen Yanchen’s arms.
With him and the bodyguards around, the manual labor of carrying a drunkard certainly shouldn’t require the Ninth Master to do it himself.
“Ninth Master, let me take her.”
As he reached out, Shen Yanchen shifted to avoid him, his voice cool and indifferent. “Have someone look up where Xia Sheng lives. I’ll take her back in a moment.”
Lu Ren’s hand hung in the air, and he froze for a second.
Why did he sense a hint of possessiveness in the Ninth Master’s movement?
Adhering to the professional code of doing more and asking less, Lu Ren didn’t push further. “I’ll get right on it.”
After Lu Ren left, Shen Yanchen carried the girl inside.
He walked with steady steps, carrying her as easily as if he were holding a soft, light kitten.
He walked to the sofa in the living room and set her down.
As Xia Sheng’s body touched the soft velvet, she sank in slightly and instinctively wrapped her arms around Shen Yanchen’s neck.
Her fair, soft arms brushed against the skin of Shen Yanchen’s neck exposed above his shirt. The girl’s faint scent of wine and body fragrance drifted up, gently tugging at Shen Yanchen’s heart.
His breath hitched, and his voice dropped low, carrying a hint of raspiness.
“Let go.”
However, a certain drunkard was currently fast asleep and couldn’t possibly listen to him.
Shen Yanchen remained silent for a moment before grasping the girl’s slender wrists. To avoid waking her, he tried to pull her hands away as gently as possible.
Despite his care, the girl opened her eyes as he pulled her hands down.
Her eyes seemed clouded with a layer of mist, blurred and dazed, reflecting the light like starlight.
Sensing the abundant Baleful Qi emanating from Shen Yanchen, Xia Sheng instinctively took a secret sniff. Her unfocused eyes looked at him as if trying to confirm something.
“Are you… the old hunk?”
The girl blurted out a nonsensical phrase, making Shen Yanchen chuckle in spite of himself.
“What hunk? Are you hungry?”
Xia Sheng didn’t answer, merely murmuring, “So fragrant…”
She wanted to take a bite.
Suddenly, the girl’s hands broke free from Shen Yanchen’s grip and hooked around his neck again.
She was surprisingly strong; with a gentle tug, Shen Yanchen fell onto her.
Shen Yanchen frowned, about to say something.
He then saw Xia Sheng roll over on the narrow sofa and straddle him.
Feeling her softness against him, Shen Yanchen’s gaze darkened. Just as he was about to scold her and tell her to get down, the girl cupped his face, leaned down, and kissed him overbearingly.
Their faces were so close that Shen Yanchen could even see the fine peach fuzz on her skin. His nose was filled with her light fragrance.
Shen Yanchen’s pupils shrank as he reached out to push Xia Sheng away.
Xia Sheng caught both of his hands, pinned them above his head, and pried his lips open, greedily sweeping away the overflowing Baleful Qi from his body.
This absorption efficiency was indeed much higher than usual.
She had smelled that this spot was the most fragrant earlier.
The little drunkard squinted her eyes in comfort. Shen Yanchen finally realized the reason behind her series of actions and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Since there was no way to push her away, Shen Yanchen simply gave up his struggle and let the girl do as she pleased. A trace of helplessness and indulgence, which he hadn’t even noticed himself, flickered in the depths of his eyes.
Lu Ren entered the room and immediately froze at the sight on the sofa, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.
What was he seeing?
Their Ninth Master was being pinned down and forcibly kissed by the Little Celestial Master?!
Ninth Master looked like he was being held down so firmly he couldn’t even move. Should he go over and help?
After a moment of deliberation, Lu Ren dismissed the idea.
Being forcibly kissed by a woman was undoubtedly a dark stain on his master’s history. If Ninth Master discovered he was there witnessing it, his life might be in danger.
Lu Ren turned around silently, preparing to head out and lie low.
Before stepping out, he couldn’t resist stealing one last glance.
The Little Celestial Master was certainly… fierce.
Lu Ren’s face flushed red as he closed the door.
After an unknown amount of time, Xia Sheng finally finished her “meal.” Having filled her belly, she drifted back into a satisfied sleep.
Feeling the girl’s grip on his hands loosen, Shen Yanchen finally sat up.
As he moved, the girl who had been sprawled against his neck slid down slightly. She ended up sitting in his lap, her head resting against his chest, sleeping peacefully.
Shen Yanchen was cold by nature and disliked excessive physical intimacy. Aside from being held by his mother as a child, almost no one was allowed to get close to him.
Today, he had inexplicably been taken advantage of by a girl so much younger than himself; he should have been angry.
Yet, looking at her quiet, sleeping face, he couldn’t find a shred of rage within him.
He sat there for a while before finally deciding not to wake her, gently laying her back down on the sofa.
After Lu Ren had retreated earlier, he had kept the door cracked open a sliver, peeking inside from time to time.
Seeing his master lay the girl down on the sofa, he finally pushed the door open and entered.
Catching a glimpse of the slight bloodstain on Shen Yanchen’s bitten lip, Lu Ren pretended not to see a thing, lowering his head and keeping his gaze fixed on his own feet.
“Ninth Master, I’ve found the Little Celestial Master’s home address. Should we send her back?”
Shen Yanchen nodded, his gaze falling on the girl’s slightly swollen, cherry-red lips. His sexy Adam’s apple bobbed unconsciously.
“No need. She’s staying here tonight.”
The girl was this drunk and her mouth was swollen; if he sent her back like this, who knew what her mother would think?
Lu Ren nodded in agreement. “Understood. Should I call the Little Celestial Master’s mother to let her know?”
“Yes. Just say she’s staying at a classmate’s house tonight.”
“Understood,” Lu Ren replied. “Should I wake her up so she can go upstairs?”
Shen Yanchen was silent for a few seconds before saying, “No need. You carry her to the guest room.”
Lu Ren nodded and walked toward the sofa to pick her up.
However, before he could even touch Xia Sheng’s shoulder, Shen Yanchen spoke again: “Forget it. I’ll do it.”
Lu Ren: “…”
Ninth Master was acting truly strange tonight.
He couldn’t have actually taken a liking to this girl, could he?
Ignoring Lu Ren’s peculiar look, Shen Yanchen leaned down and lifted the girl from the sofa.
She remained asleep, but as he picked her up, she acted like a newborn little puppy, closing her eyes and nuzzling into Shen Yanchen’s arms to find a comfortable position.
Shen Yanchen looked down at her and let out a low, muffled chuckle.
This heartless little girl was sleeping with a perfectly clear conscience.
She had no idea how much she had stirred him up.
***
The feeling of a hangover was miserable. When Xia Sheng woke up, her head was still heavy and dizzy.
Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, she frowned slightly.
She knew the decoration style of Shen Ze’s home, and this place didn’t look like it at all.
Just then, someone pushed the door open and entered.
Nanny Wang had originally come in just to set down some clothes. Seeing Xia Sheng awake, she asked, “Miss Xia, Ninth Master asked me to prepare clean clothes for you. Would you like to change now?”
Xia Sheng was slightly stunned. “Is this Shen Yanchen’s home?”
Hadn’t she left with Shen Ze last night?
How did she end up here?