READ NOVEL ONLINE In the end, Su Ruoqing failed to escape and was given a bath again. She was changed into a set of red cheongsam and sent to Leng Yuhe’s bedroom.
The maid pushed her in and then slammed the door.
She stood at the door and stared fearfully at the man on the sofa.
Just after taking a shower, Leng Yuhe wrapped himself in a bathrobe and sat on the sofa to answer the phone. He didn’t say much, but occasionally let out one or two simple nasal sounds lazily, and those wolf-like eyes swept across Su Ruoqing’s slender body inch by inch.
Su Ruoqing couldn’t stop shaking, her back pressed against the door panel, and refused to approach him.
“Then kill them all.” After Leng Yuhe finished the last sentence, he hung up and hooked his finger at Su Ruoqing.
“Little thing, come here.”
Su Ruoqing’s face was pale and she did not dare to approach.
Leng Yuhe’s slightly curled into a smile, but it was more terrifying than when he was angry.
“Su Zhiyou, I said, come over.”
It sent shivers down her spine. Su Ruoqing’s long lashes veiled her eyes desperately .
She had to go over, or… the man would skin her alive once irritated.
Su Ruoqing strode hard, moved slowly, and finally stopped half a step away from Leng Yuhe.
She had just taken a shower, and a few strands of damp hair hung from her curled bun on her snow-white neck, which was very charming.
Leng Yuhe stared at her slender and graceful neck with dark eyes. Such a fragile and slender neck would surely be broken easily if he grasped it.
However, it would be a pity to destroy such a beautiful thing.
He pulled Su Ruoqing onto his lap, stroking the delicate neck, staring at her trembling lashes, and stroked her neck more playfully.
Beautiful things should be spoiled.
“How old are you this year?” He asked in a low voice while stroking Su Ruoqing’s neck with his fingers.
Su Ruoqing didn’t quite understand what he meant. In addition to nervousness, she blurted out her true age, “Seventeen…”
There was still half a year from becoming an adult.
Leng Yuhe snorted coldly and grasped her soft chest effortlessly.
Su Ruoqing jumped in fright and grabbed Leng Yuhe’s arm in a panic. Tears welled up in her eyes while she was looking at Leng Yuhe pitifully.
“Miss Su, aren’t you already eighteen years old?” He stared at those beautiful eyes soaked with tears, with a cold smile, “You’re lying to me?”
Su Ruoqing was shocked that she actually told her true age, and said in a panic, “I changed my birthday. When I was just born, the fortune-telling master changed my birthday by one month. In fact, I have one month to eighteen years old…”
Su Zhiyou indeed just turned eighteen last month.
Leng Yuhe said unclearly, “Really?”
Su Ruoqing looked down pitifully, and could not stop tears from sliding down her fair cheeks.
“I’m not an adult yet, please. Leave me alone for a few days, please?”
Please—the word she said softly, like a cat’s tail brushing his cheeks, made his imagination run wild.
Leng Yuhe leaned back on the sofa, staring at her and asked, “Why should I do that?”
Su Ruoqing was stunned. Even though she already had some knowledge in those areas, she hadn’t practiced it after all. She was a little ignorant of the obscure meaning in Leng Yuhe’s words.
She seemed to understand, but her imagination was somewhat farfetched.
Her tearful gaze also added to her innocent loveliness.
Leng Yuhe was seven years older than her. He has seen and tasted all kinds of women.
Mature or bashful, he didn’t find it interesting, but this young lady… was a little different.
He was a good judge of character. He knew that this innocent-looking woman was actually not simple at all. She could act, pretend to be docile, and could set him up. A shrewd woman like her should be ruthless.
But now, she was clean and bright.
Just like the first snow, miraculously free from any dust in the world.