Chapter 456: Sleeping in Separate Rooms

Chapter 456: Sleeping in Separate Rooms

"Wu Xiuli: First!"

"Xiya: A mutual pursuit~"

"Xiao Huai: Do we still need to stick pins in a Shen Qingci voodoo doll?"

"Everyone: No need!!"

Wu Yue couldn't help but laugh as she read the messages.

She was in the guest room's bathroom, picking out what to wear later. Prince Noah had done so well today—he definitely deserved a reward.

"Wu Yue: [image.jpg] Which one do you like?"

"Shen Que: The black one."

Wu Yue held up the black one... Suddenly, she felt like this reward might be a bit too much of a sacrifice.

Just after her shower, Wu Yue heard a knock at the door.

She stood leaning against the door inside the room, refusing to answer no matter how persistently the knocking continued.

Until Shen Que pleaded pitifully, "Wife, open the door."

Wu Yue let out a light laugh. "I heard Prince Noah is supposed to be so aloof and cold."

There was a long silence with no response from Shen Que. Wu Yue blinked in confusion and turned to open the door.

Before she could, an alarm buzzer suddenly sounded from the window.

Wu Yue turned in surprise, watching as Shen Que, bathed in moonlight and dressed in his prince uniform, slipped through the window with one hand.

Shen Que kneeled on one knee by the window, his back to the light as he looked down at Wu Yue.

Wu Yue couldn’t make out his expression, but Shen Que could see every detail of her current appearance.

His gaze swept over her freely. Unseen by Wu Yue, his already dark pupils deepened into a bottomless vortex.

Sensing the dangerous scrutiny, Wu Yue instinctively took a step back.

Shen Que instantly curled his lip into a smirk, his whole body poised like a predator ready to strike at any moment.

He hopped down from the window with casual ease and began walking step by step toward Wu Yue.

Heaven knows, from the moment Shen Que made his dramatic, backlit entrance, Wu Yue was completely captivated. Dressed in his prince attire, his cold expression and commanding presence left her utterly dazzled.

By the time Shen Que wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close, she was still in a daze.

Wu Yue had just lifted her head when Shen Que’s dominating kiss descended, leaving no room for refusal.

She felt her consciousness slipping away, and Wu Yue lost all control over her body, completely mesmerized by Shen Que and letting him do as he pleased.

....

By the time Wu Yue regained her senses, the first round was already over.

She looked at Shen Que in disbelief as he took her hand, wrapped it around his neck, and lifted her into a princess carry.

Her face flushed, Wu Yue asked breathlessly, "Where are you taking me?"

Shen Que, "I just remembered you were mad about that shooting video I recorded before. Now I'm taking you to the backyard combat simulator to shoot."

Wu Yue, "...Are you serious?"

Shen Que glanced sideways casually, "Of course."

Wu Yue thought that... Shen Que probably had another trick planned.

Just to be safe, Wu Yue shook her head,

"I'm not going."

Shen Que let out a low chuckle, "You look so good dressed up—it’d be a waste to just keep you cooped up inside. I want to see you outside."

Wu Yue’s face instantly flushed bright red, "Pervert!"

Shen Que lowered his head to kiss her, kissing her all the way until they reached the combat simulator.

He placed the gun in Wu Yue’s hand, adjusted the firing mode, completely eliminating any recoil.

Shen Que pressed up against Wu Yue, leaning in to whisper by her ear, "Don’t tire yourself out, baby. From now on, just put all your strength on me."

Wu Yue glanced down at Shen Que’s hand on her waist, which was already starting to wander off.

His other arm wrapped around her from the side, pulling her halfway into an embrace. Shen Que was so close she could feel the buttons of his princely uniform pressing against her back.

Wu Yue couldn’t help but squirm, "Your buttons are digging into my back. It hurts."

Shen Que turned Wu Yue around to face him, leaning in close, "Then unbutton me."

Wu Yue looked up at him and began unbuttoning, one button at a time.

Shen Que reminded her, "The shirt too."

Wu Yue lowered her head in embarrassment, "This isn’t right."

Shen Que sounded puzzled, "It’s my own house, no one can see with the door closed. And I’m playing with my wife—what’s wrong with that?"

Wu Yue’s fingertips trembled as she unbuttoned his shirt. Once it was fully open, Shen Que turned her around and drew near again.

Shen Que said with satisfaction, "This really is more comfortable."

Wu Yue was so flushed she couldn’t even lift her head, "You’re the prince! How can you have no sense of propriety at all!!"

Shen Que acted like he didn't hear, his hand returning to its original position. He leaned close to Wu Yue’s ear, took her hand to help her shoot.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

The combat simulator’s holographic moving targets were all hit. Shen Que put down the gun perfectly serious and turned to Wu Yue.

"Want to play some more?"

Wu Yue, pressed up against the combat simulator by Shen Que, glared at him with a red face, "No more!"

Shen Que moved closer, "My wife, I still want to play."

Wu Yue ignored him, so Shen Que kept pestering her with kisses and teasing. Furious, Wu Yue picked up the gun and aimed it at Shen Que.

Shen Que immediately raised his hands, putting on an innocent face, "We're on the same side, don't shoot."

Wu Yue was at her wit's end with his shameless behavior. Angry, she put down the gun and turned to walk toward the room.

Before she could take two steps, Shen Que caught up, swept her up into his arms, and carried her toward the master bedroom. Just as Wu Yue hooked her arms around his neck to steady herself, Shen Que rained kisses on her.

He kicked the door open, sat Wu Yue on the desk, and leaned in close, making her lean back.

His burning palm supported her back as his hot kisses trailed from her cheeks and lips down to her neck.

Wu Yue tilted her head back, feeling his movements grow more and more unrestrained. Their breathing grew heavier.

...

Shen Que held Wu Yue in his arms and stopped teasing her further.

"Wife."

Wu Yue, "Hmm?"

Shen Que, "Those ideas you gave Su Mo today—why didn't you ever use them on me before?"

Wu Yue, "When should I have used them?"

Shen Que, "Back when you thought I was dragging my feet and never confessing."

Wu Yue, "Why else? Because I didn’t want to be with you back then.

I even thought it was better if you didn’t confess. If you had, I would’ve been really torn."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Que's demeanor changed in an instant.

Seeing Shen Que's dark, sulking expression, Wu Yue couldn't help but laugh.

Shen Que leaned in suddenly, "Even now, I can’t understand—you saved me, so I’m yours. We had such chemistry, so why didn’t you want me?

Why did you reject me? I followed you every day. All you had to do was turn around to see me, yet you ignored me.

I was heartbroken every day. It felt even worse than before—at least back then you still paid attention to me and deliberately got close to me."

Wu Yue leaned into his arms, cupping his face, "Because I thought you had been through enough already. I couldn’t bear to drag you into more turmoil. You’re such a clinger, always fixated on me.

You followed me everywhere, no matter how I tried to push you away. That pitiful look of yours slowly chipped away at my resolve, until I just couldn’t bring myself to let you go."

Shen Que held her tightly, "I’m going to keep clinging to you forever."

Wu Yue, "Shen Que, didn’t you ever think about giving up back then?"

Shen Que recalled seriously, "No."

He had resisted the royal court for so long with steadfast perseverance—how could a little rejection from Wu Yue compare?

He never really thought about giving up. He was just too frustrated—he was consumed with thoughts of taking you.

Shen Que lowered his head to kiss her, his breathing growing heavier, "How could I ever give up? All I thought about every day was pinning you down."

Wu Yue couldn’t help but laugh, "Shen Que, it’s only because I like you, and because you’re so good-looking. Otherwise, you’d come off as a total creep, you know!"

If it were someone unattractive or someone she didn’t like—trying to do a good deed by saving someone, only to get stuck with them—it would’ve been scary! She would’ve called the police long ago!!

Shen Que held Wu Yue, his hands started getting frisky. "Yeah, I'm a total creep."

Wu Yue laughed and pushed his head away. "I'm going to sleep."

Shen Que immediately stopped his actions and kissed Wu Yue's forehead. "Sleep tight, baby. Goodnight."

Seeing Shen Que behaving so well, Wu Yue couldn't help but keep staring at him. Shen Que purposely looked away, pretending not to notice.

Just as Wu Yue was about to turn away and really sleep, he immediately turned back, threw back the covers and dragged Wu Yue under with him.

"Once more."

Wu Yue, "I'm going to sleep."

Shen Que, "Just once more, I promise."

Wu Yue played at refusing, and just as Shen Que started to pull away, disappointed, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Getting the green light, Shen Que instantly reciprocated.