Shenwu Yutianlei

Chapter 158 Chu Qianqian's Boudoir

When Chu Qianqian heard Shen Yun's voice, she walked to the door happily, stretched out her hand and opened the door.

The moment the door opened, her face was instantly filled with joy, her bright eyes flashed with irrepressible happiness, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, as if the whole world became extraordinarily beautiful at this moment.

However, in just a moment, Chu Qianqian seemed to suddenly realize something, and her originally joyful expression changed rapidly. Just like changing her face, the joyful expression was restrained in the blink of an eye, replaced by a seemingly calm look. She tried hard to make herself appear calm. However, the slightly trembling hands still mercilessly betrayed the unrest in her heart.

She bit her lips tightly, trying to make her voice sound normal, and pretended to be calm and said, "Shen Yun, why are you here? Is there something you want to talk to me about?"

Shen Yun looked at her like this and couldn't help but smile slightly. A subtle strangeness flashed across his eyes, and then he continued in a slow voice: "What? You just let me stand at the door? Why don't you invite me in to sit down?"

"Oh, yes." Chu Qianqian seemed to wake up from a dream. She hurriedly moved aside to make way for Shen Yun. "Then come in." There was a hint of haste and nervousness in her voice. As she spoke, she smoothed her hair somewhat at a loss.

Shen Yun smiled as he walked past Chu Qianqian and stepped into the house. The moment he got close, a strong masculine scent rushed towards her and instantly filled Chu Qianqian's nose. It was a mixture of a faint smell of sweat and Shen Yun's unique scent, with a unique masculinity and warmth.

Chu Qianqian seemed to be under a spell at that moment, and her whole body froze. Her nostrils twitched slightly, and she involuntarily took a deep breath, trying to keep the breath in her body. The smell seemed to have a magical power, causing ripples in her heart. For a moment, her thoughts became a little blurred, and a hint of obsession appeared in her eyes.

Her mind involuntarily flashed through every bit of her time with Shen Yun, and those scenes became clearer and more vivid in the presence of this breath. Her face flushed slightly, and her eyes followed Shen Yun's figure, as if everything around her was no longer important, only this breath and that figure were the center of her world at the moment. It was not until Shen Yun had walked a few steps into the house that Chu Qianqian came back to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream, but that breath seemed to still linger around her, making her mood restless for a long time.

In the room, the two sat opposite each other, and the air seemed to become a little heavy. Chu Qianqian tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, staring at Shen Yun without blinking, as if she was waiting for something, and seemed to be afraid of something.

Shen Yun saw the awkward atmosphere, so she coughed lightly, turned her eyes, and looked around the room. The room was filled with pink elements everywhere. The pink curtains fluttered gently, like dancing petals, and the walls were also light pink, giving people a warm and sweet feeling. The furniture such as tables, chairs and cabinets also had pink decorative edges, full of the romantic feelings of a girl.

His eyes accidentally fell on the bed, and he saw Chu Qianqian's underwear on the bed, which was also pink. The small piece of clothing lay there quietly, and it seemed that Chu Qianqian's scent was still lingering.

But Shen Yun claimed to be a gentleman, so he just took a look, then looked again, and kept looking.

"what"

Chu Qianqian noticed that Shen Yun was peeking at her underwear, and she screamed, her face instantly turning red.

She hurried to the bedside, almost tripping over her own feet in her panic. She rushed to the bedside as fast as she could, grabbed the quilt, and hurriedly covered all the clothes, as if to cover up the embarrassment and shyness.

Chu Qianqian's voice was filled with anger and embarrassment, her eyes were wide open, she was both embarrassed and a little overwhelmed. Her chest was heaving violently, her breathing became rapid, and her whole body was trembling slightly with nervousness.

"Turn away quickly and don't look!" Chu Qianqian shouted loudly with a blushing face. As she spoke anxiously, she hurriedly used the quilt to tightly protect the pile of clothes, as if they were her most precious treasures and she would never allow others to peek at them.

"Okay, okay, I won't look. I won't look." Shen Yun responded hastily, and at the same time stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, but his spread fingers clearly revealed that he was not speaking the same words, and the slight gap still allowed him to vaguely see the scene in front of him.

"Ah, you're still looking, I will never forgive you." Chu Qianqian noticed Shen Yun's little move instantly, and immediately became even more ashamed and angry, and shouted angrily. Her eyes seemed to be able to spit fire, and she gritted her teeth, puffed up, and then stood up and rushed towards Shen Yun. Her movements were a bit exasperated, and she also had the unique coquettishness and sassiness of a girl. She rushed towards Shen Yun like a pink whirlwind, vowing to make him pay for his dishonest behavior.

Chu Qianqian's face flushed red, like a ripe apple. Her eyebrows were raised, her eyes were burning with anger and shyness, and her teeth were biting her lower lip, showing her inner anger at the moment.

She stamped her feet suddenly, and her petite body burst out with amazing speed, and pounced towards Shen Yun like an agile little leopard. She stretched her arms forward, her fingers slightly bent, as if she wanted to grab Shen Yun. Her body leaned forward, her steps were light and a little reckless, and the pink skirt fluttered with her movements, like a pink cloud.

Shen Yun stared at Chu Qianqian's slightly red face, stunned for a moment, and muttered to himself: "I didn't expect that this girl would be so beautiful when she gets angry."

At this moment, Chu Qianqian was like an angry pink flower. She pounced towards Shen Yun with a heart full of shame and anger. The battle between the two was about to break out.

At this critical moment, an idea flashed through Shen Yun's mind, and then he quickly made a decision. He quietly stretched out a foot and seemingly casually placed it on the path that Chu Qianqian was going to pass. Chu Qianqian was caught off guard and had no time to react, and her body was thrown forward by the momentum.

In this split second, Shen Yun grasped the opportunity accurately. He opened his arms and when Chu Qianqian rushed over, he just stretched out his hands to wrap around Chu Qianqian's slender waist, and then pulled back with force, firmly holding Chu Qianqian's light body in his arms. Chu Qianqian's body trembled slightly in his arms, with a little surprise and unresolved anger. For a moment, it seemed as if he had forgotten what he was going to do.

Shen Yun hugged her tightly, and the strength of his arms just conveyed a different kind of emotion. For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became particularly subtle and complicated, and the two bodies hugged each other tightly, and their breathing seemed to be intertwined at this moment.