When Si Yiheng hugged her, Shu Yu didn't react much at first. It was only when he pried open her lips and teeth, stealing the alcohol from her mouth, that she froze.
Perhaps Si Yiheng wasn't secretly thinking she was foolish.
Instead, he was willing to indulge her endlessly within his own safe boundaries.
Shu Yu looped her arms around Si Yiheng's neck and continued kissing him. Their breaths intertwined.
Rapid and burning.
The taste of alcohol lingered between their lips and tongues, the heat rising.
Si Yiheng tugged at his buttons; two popped open, the white shirt hanging loose, revealing thin, well-proportioned lines.
Si Yiheng lowered his gaze to observe Shu Yu's expression.
At the same time, Shu Yu was also studying Si Yiheng's current state.
Their eyes met.
A hint of desire crept into Si Yiheng's cold, sharp features.
Shu Yu's brain short-circuited again. She accidentally bit the tip of Si Yiheng's tongue, and a faint trace of blood spread.
Si Yiheng, as if feeling no pain, continued to lick with his rough tongue.
This medicine seemed to have been dosed a bit too heavily; one taste had turned Si Yiheng into a male seductress.
Si Yiheng pressed Shu Yu against the desk, looking at her. "Baby, did you give me this kind of drug because you want me?"
Shu Yu's blush spread from the roots of her ears to her neck, even her collarbones tinged a light pink.
Her heart had never beat this fast.
She didn't know how to respond.
But the next second, Si Yiheng cupped her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "Little Treasure, why won't you speak?"
"Do you want Gege?"
"If you do, just say it."
Si Yiheng's dark eyes were heavy with desire, yet his voice was coaxing and seductive, guiding her.
Shu Yu felt there was no escape from such tempting words. Finally, following her heart, she answered, "Mm."
Her trembling fingers grabbed the hem of Si Yiheng's shirt as she met his gaze.
"Will you give it to me?"
Si Yiheng looked at her. Shu Yu was like a shy, swaying camellia, her eyelashes fluttering lightly, her beautiful face carrying a budding shyness mixed with a reckless determination.
Si Yiheng could no longer say that Shu Yu was too young, that she couldn't do such things. At that moment, he only wanted to fulfill her wish.
But a thread of reason still pulled at Si Yiheng. "And then? After I give it to you, what then?"
Shu Yu: "?"
Just give it to her, and that was it.
Did there need to be anything else?
Seeing Shu Yu's confused expression, Si Yiheng: "..."
His voice turned a little cold. "Aren't you going to take responsibility for me? Are you going to take my first time and then leave me?"
Shu Yu felt a hint of anticipated relief. She knew Si Yiheng had suspected something.
Of course, she couldn't admit it. "Gege, what are you talking about? How could I not take responsibility for you?"
"I like you."
Shu Yu lifted her face and pressed her lips lightly to Si Yiheng's. "Gege, why do you doubt me like this?"
Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke.
Si Yiheng: "..."
Suppressing both his physical desires and emotional longing, a faint redness crept into his thin, cold eyelids. He clearly wanted it too but was holding back with all his might.
Si Yiheng said, "Shen Qinghan emailed me, saying you would break up with me."
He fixed his dark, ink-like eyes firmly on Shu Yu. "He said that there's an expiration date on my relationship with you."
"He said..."
"When it's over, we won't renew."
As Si Yiheng said this, he held Shu Yu even tighter. "Baby Yu, is that what Shen Qinghan said?"
Shu Yu's mind was nearly dazed by Si Yiheng's relentless questions. She finally realized why he had suddenly become suspicious of her.
It was that Shen Qinghan, that little snake, causing trouble again!
Shen Qinghan still hadn't given up on making her break up with Si Yiheng.
Shu Yu: "Of course not."
Si Yiheng: "I saw your chat history with him."
Shu Yu wanted nothing more than to close her eyes and never open them again. She frantically tried to recall her conversations with Shen Qinghan, brainstorming how to calm Si Yiheng down.
She swallowed nervously. "I… I had only just gotten together with you back then."
"You didn't seem to like me that much. Shen Qinghan is your best friend, and he asked when we'd break up."
"I thought we wouldn't last long."
"Maybe just a few months at most."
As she spoke, a hint of tears gathered in Shu Yu's eyes, making her look both wronged and pitiful.
Like a poor little kitten.
"Gege, are you going to doubt me because of things I said in the past?"
"Can't you feel that I like you now?"
Every word was sincere and touching.
Si Yiheng looked at her pitiful expression and instantly softened.
Shu Yu gritted her teeth and added a little more emotional weight.
"If you can't tell that I love you, then let's just break—"
Before she could finish the word "up," Si Yiheng silenced her with a kiss.
This kiss was fiercer, as if he wanted to seal off every syllable she might utter.
The very word "break up" seemed to drive Si Yiheng crazy.
He kissed her passionately, holding her close as if desperately clinging to her. "No breaking up."
"Never say that."
Shu Yu wrapped her arms around Si Yiheng's neck, burying her face in his chest to hide her guilty expression. "Then you have to trust me."
"And stop doubting me."
"Can you do that, Gege?"
Si Yiheng held Shu Yu in his arms, gently stroking her thin back. "Yeah, I won't doubt you."
Shu Yu's other hand began to fidget, reaching for the buttons on his shirt again. She couldn't hesitate any longer.
If she waited too long, Si Yiheng definitely wouldn't let her get away with it.
Just as she was planning to finish this quickly and be done with it, Si Yiheng grabbed her hand.
Shu Yu: "..."
He was drugged, and yet he was still so hard to seduce. What kind of man was this?
Si Yiheng: "No rush."
Shu Yu was almost crying from frustration. She really was in a hurry. "What else do we need to do?"
But Si Yiheng took out a piece of red paper from the drawer, picked up a fountain pen, and held her hand. "Baby Yu, let's write a marriage contract."
"You're still too young for us to get married yet, but we can write a contract first. Write that you'll never abandon me."
"Write that you'll marry me."
Shu Yu: "..."
It was basically a written vow, but he just called it a "marriage contract" to make it sound nicer.
Si Yiheng wrapped his arms around Shu Yu from behind, pressing close to her.
Through the thin fabric of their clothes, she could feel that his body was burning hot, like iron fresh from the fire.
His hand, with prominent knuckles, held hers, completely enveloping her small hand in his palm.
Even with how hard he was, he still insisted on writing this vow. How could he be so patient?
As Shu Yu's thoughts raced, Si Yiheng guided her hand across the red paper, brushstroke by brushstroke.
——"Two families join in marriage, a union sealed by contract."
——"A good fate joined forever, a match made in heaven."
——"On this day, the peach blossoms bloom, fitting the home, fitting the hearth."
—May future generations flourish and prosper, like creeping vines of melons multiplying and growing strong.
Finally, a small line is written below.
—I, Shu Yu, vow that after taking Si Yiheng's chastity, I will not abandon Si Yiheng. I will be with Si Yiheng, and I will marry Si Yiheng.
—Life after life, forever and ever, never to go back on my word.
