Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Chapter 1032 - I Only Have Feelings for You



“…”

Sikong quickly stepped out of the lab.

He finally had some silence to himself. Fu Qinglun let himself relax on the chair, slightly raising his brows. But he really wasn’t in the mood at all.

Who the hell could even get hard under such circumstances?

He closed his eyes, appearing a little sullen despite still looking handsome. He actually quite wanted it. He was reminded of the scene of him pressing himself on her at the stairway yesterday. He clearly still wanted it.

He hadn’t laid his hands on her for quite some time now.

But he had no reaction down there.

He furrowed his brows.

Who could it be?

Lin Shiyu walked over to the door, asking, “Who’s that?”

A deep, charismatic voice came from outside. “Shi’shi, it’s me.”

Fu Qinglun.

Lin Shiyu’s lashes fluttered. “Why are you here? Have you settled… the matters with Sikong?”

“No, we have run into some problems.”

“What problems?”

“Shi’shi, open the door.” Fu Qinglun pressed the doorbell again.

Lin Shiyu kept quiet for a few seconds before reaching over to open the door.

The door was opened and Fu Qinglun just stood tall outside. He had changed into a custom-made white shirt with black tailored trousers. It was a typical outfit sported by handsome men.

He was tall and those long trousers became tapered pants on him and with a pair of brown leather shoes, his ankle was revealed. He also had a checkered coat on the outside, his entire person appearing young, handsome, noble, fashionable… the list seemed to go on. He was just like a model who just came from the runway during fashion week.

He had his car keys between his fingers, his sleeves peeking out of his coat. They were all buttoned and his entire look was immaculate. He pursued a high quality of life, naturally sporting good fashion. He exuded a noble, dignified aura.

Lin Shiyu lifted her eyes to look at him. “What’s the matter?”

Fu Qinglun stepped into the apartment, closing the door with his leg. The two stood by the door and were close to each other. Fu Qinglun lowered his eyes and looked at her. “I can’t get hard down there, we can’t get a sample.”

Lin Shiyu froze, her gaze shifty. “Why don’t you look for Sikong then?”

“Sikong asked me to come to you for help.”

Sikong: I didn’t say that. Someone’s making things up.

Hearing those words, Lin Shiyu knitted her brows.

Fu Qinglun looked at her, slightly lowered his head to take a sniff of her hair. “You showered?”

When he leaned over, Lin Shiyu could smell that familiar clean, masculine scent on him. It was combined with a refreshing shower gel scent.

He seemed to have… taken a shower too. He would always take a shower before getting intimate with her.

Lin Shiyu could sense something. She lowered her eyes. “Mm.”

Fu Qinglun’s voice was husky as he said, “You smell really good.”

She smelled so good.

The temperature in the apartment instantly rose, Lin Shiyu’s face flushed red. Her vision suddenly darkened, Fu Qinglun had moved over, kissing her on the lips.

Lin Shiyu was stunned, she encircled his trim waist with both arms. One hand traveled down his waist, gliding downwards…

Right when Fu Qinglun was about to pass his tongue through her teeth, she avoided him. “Aren’t you… all fine?”

She could feel it.

How could he say that he couldn’t get hard, it was probably all lies.

“I’m only fine when I see you, but I can’t get hard once you’re not with me.”

Because of their height difference, when Lin Shiyu avoided his kiss, her face landed right on his chest. She lowered her head, lowering her volume as she uttered, “Let Sikong treat you.”

“Sikong can’t treat this, you are the only one capable of treating it.”

“But…”

“But what? I’m not sick. I only have feelings for you, I just can’t get hard when it’s with other women.”

The corners of Lin Shiyu’s lips quirked up to form a sweet smile. She felt so happy inside hearing those words of his.

Which woman wouldn’t be happy hearing that?

For their man to only have feelings for them, and not get hard when they were with other women.

Fu Qinglun picked up her jaw with two slender fingers, forcing her to lift her head. “Or do you need me to get treatment for how long I last in bed?”

 

 


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