Feast for Shengsheng

Chapter 199 Call Me

Nan Sheng sensed it, but she still looked at Lu Shiyan bravely: "Then why don't you want me to know about Song Xiao? The more you don't want to know, the more I want to know. Isn't that human instinct?"

Every word was a gem, and there was no compromise.

Even Nan Sheng was ready to throw in the towel.

If they angered Lu Shiyan and he resorted to force, then both of them would perish together.

What's more, Xu Anwan is still here, and Nan Sheng is betting that Lu Shiyan wouldn't dare to brazenly make a big deal out of this matter in front of Xu Anwan.

The eyes of the two people collided in the air, with a hint of lightning.

Lu Shiyan looked at the little girl in front of him, her elusive beauty, and the ambiguous posture between the two of them.

It is a temptation and impulse.

His Adam's apple rolled and his eyes became increasingly gloomy.

"Because I don't like you mentioning any man, whether related or not." Lu Shiyan spoke solemnly, word by word.

As he spoke, Lu Shiyan lowered his voice, and his handsome face continued to grow in front of Nan Sheng.

The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing, and Lu Shiyan's thin lips were even touching Nan Sheng's ear.

Men's body temperature is much higher than women's.

Lu Shiyan exhaled hot air from his thin lips, and there was a hint of danger in his temptation.

It almost swallowed Nan Sheng.

"Whenever you mention any man, I can't help but want to destroy that person." Lu Shiyan's hand had already pinched Nan Sheng's waist.

He spoke into Nan Sheng's ear, biting her earlobe with his teeth.

"Then, I will want you hard again." Lu Shiyan expressed his desire vividly with every word.

"No..." Nan Sheng almost shuddered and wanted to push Lu Shiyan away.

Lu Shiyan didn't move. Nan Sheng's strength was like a ball of cotton in front of Lu Shiyan, completely useless.

There was no change in the posture of either of them.

Lu Shiyan's slender, bony fingers passed through Nan Sheng's still wet hair and gently supported Nan Sheng's neck.

Nan Sheng's body was tense as she just stared at Lu Shiyan.

At this moment, Lu Shiyan suddenly laughed softly.

Such laughter made Nan Sheng feel even more at a loss.

"Nan Sheng, be good." Lu Shiyan coaxed again in a low voice, "Since you want to know who Song Xiao is so much, then I will tell you."

These words surprised Nan Sheng for a moment, but on the surface, Nan Sheng did not reveal any emotion and remained quiet.

"Song Xiao is your senior. You used to be in Haicheng University together. If I remember correctly, you were also in the same high school." Lu Shiyan said coldly.

Not letting Nan Sheng go to a private high school was Lu Shiyan’s biggest mistake.

He should have cut off all possibilities between Nan Sheng and Song Xiao from that time on.

"And then?" Seeing Lu Shiyan quiet, Nan Sheng couldn't help but continue asking.

"Then..." Lu Shiyan smiled, his smile unclear, "He knew you were a Lu family member, so from the beginning to the end, Song Xiao was deliberately getting close to you, hoping to gain benefits from you and gain the support of the Lu family. After all, whoever marries you will rise to prominence."

These words made Nan Sheng scream in her heart: Lies, all lies!

But Nan Sheng couldn't say it out loud, so she could only bite her lip and suppress her emotions.

"Don't believe it?" Lu Shiyan could easily see Nan Sheng's reaction.

Nan Sheng calmed down and hid her thoughts very well.

When she spoke again, Nan Sheng seemed much more cautious: "I can't find any reason to believe him. Song Xiao is trying to get close to me and rise to the top. At the very least, I have to like Song Xiao. Do I like Song Xiao?"

"You don't like him." Lu Shiyan's voice deepened slightly, and every word was clear. "The difference between you and him is like the difference between cloud and mud. Song Xiao is not worthy of you at all."

Nan Sheng didn't respond.

Lu Shiyan quickly continued, "Besides, Song Xiao already has a girlfriend and is married. Why would you care if someone tries to get close to you and take advantage of you?"

The word "marriage" was like a sharp blade, piercing Nan Sheng's chest.

She clearly remembered that when she asked Zhao Rui, Zhao Rui gave her a positive answer.

There are also the backs of Song Xiao and Jiang Yue in the church.

But Nan Sheng couldn't explain why. As long as Song Xiao didn't tell her in person, she wouldn't believe it.

"Nan Sheng." Lu Shiyan suddenly smiled lightly.

Nan Sheng felt her scalp tingling instantly, but her eyes were still fixed on Lu Shiyan, without much change.

"If you don't believe it, I don't mind taking you to confirm it in person." Lu Shiyan said directly.

These words suddenly made Nan Sheng feel uneasy.

Because Lu Shiyan was too confident, a kind of confidence that came from being fully confident.

It was as if Song Xiao had already done so.

Nan Sheng subconsciously wanted to escape, but in this situation, Nan Sheng's inner struggle still made her want to know the answer.

Lu Shiyan's hand let go of Nan Sheng at some point, and Nan Sheng struggled and tried to get up.

Lu Shiyan watched slowly, and Nan Sheng felt like she was his prey.

The current situation is like a cat catching a mouse.

Before catching a mouse, a cat will torture the mouse to death.

Even the clothes that were right in front of her were too close for Nan Sheng to reach for. She had to passively grab the bath towel to cover herself completely.

The look in Lu Shiyan's eyes grew darker and darker, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Do you know why you came to New York this time?" Lu Shiyan suppressed his restless emotions and suddenly asked Nan Sheng.

"You are coming to New York for business and brought me along," Nan Sheng responded.

Nan Sheng spoke very carefully.

Her eyes were still on Lu Shiyan.

But the next moment, Lu Shiyan's hand once again brought Nan Sheng into his arms.

Nan Sheng suppressed her heartbeat to prevent herself from screaming, and then she felt a warm touch on her head.

Lu Shiyan was blow-drying Nan Sheng's hair.

Rough fingers ran through Nan Sheng's hair, and the sound of a hair dryer rang in her ears.

Gradually, the wet hair turned into a silky touch.

Nan Sheng looked at the mirror passively.

Lu Shiyan naturally put the hair dryer aside and used his slender arms to control Nan Sheng from behind.

This feeling is like seducing Nan Sheng.

His every gesture and movement showed the demeanor of a mature man, vividly displaying the scenes of the idol drama in front of Nan Sheng.

It was impossible for Nan Sheng not to be moved.

But she knew better than anyone that falling in love with Lu Shiyan was like falling in love with hell.

"Lu Shiyan..." Nan Sheng spoke awkwardly, trying to push Lu Shiyan away.

Lu Shiyan lowered his voice, and the faces of the two appeared in the mirror.

His strong jaw rested on Nan Sheng's shoulder, and his voice was extremely low: "Call me husband. I like to hear you call me husband."

The voice was neither hurried nor slow, revealing seduction, yet with an irresistible force.