Chapter 819 - Sweetly
Lin Shiyu froze. What did he say?
He would get a vasectomy?
Her long lashes quivered, and Lin Shiyu’s beautiful red lips curved upwards. “Fu Qinglun, what you mean by these words is that you’ll continue doing it with me without using a condom?”
Fu Qinglun hugged her tightly from behind with his strong arms. That was how she had interpreted his words. But she was not wrong. He hummed in agreement.
Since she was prone to miscarriages, he decided that they would not have anymore children. Little Lemon was enough for him.
Wearing condoms didn’t have a 100% success rate of preventing pregnancies anyway. He might as well get a vasectomy. Of course these decisions were made on the premise that he desired her.
He was only 30 years old. As a healthy male, he would naturally long for the woman he loved.
His kiss was both gentle yet strong, his lips trapping hers as his tongue rubbed against her lips and tongue, as though she was a piece of cheese he was savoring. He sucked on her gently, then harder, as though he was trying to eat her whole.
Her pale hands pressed against his broad chest, and she pushed him away. “Fu Qinglun, have you not touched any women these past three years? Why are you kissing me so disgustingly?”
He was like a man starved of love for a long time who had finally touched a woman, and kissed her as though he was treasuring all her affection. He kissed her with all his love.
Fu Qinglun’s kiss had this charm. Three years ago, he kissed like a virgin, and now, he kissed like… a monk.
Lin Shiyu rubbed her lips in distaste.
Fu Qinglun’s thin lips were still glistening. He raised his sharp brows, and laughed wickedly. “That’s right, I really haven’t touched any women these past three years.”
He really hadn’t touched any women?
Lin Shiyu paused for a moment. At this moment, she felt her skirt being pushed up her body. His hands rubbed against her calves in a scandalous, yearning manner.
After giving birth to Little Lemon, her belly had been recovering well, and was now as white and tender as before. But because Little Lemon had been born through a C-section, there was a scar left on her belly.
“Fu Qinglun, don’t look at it. Are you trying to take advantage of me as well?”
She pulled her skirt down harshly.
But he slid down and until he was facing her belly, and started kissing her scar.
Because of him, she had been left with this scar because of him.
She had given birth to his daughter at 21 years old.
Fu Qinglun’s heart stirred. With his lips on her scar, he kissed it, his large palms clutching her soft hands, before entwining his fingers with hers.
His Shi’shi.
Lin Shiyu lay on the bed weakly. As she felt him kiss her scar over and over, her eyes reddened and a sheen of tears came over them.
She had been bullied by him to the point that she had no strength to resist.
“Shi’shi, did it hurt?”
He asked if it hurt?
It hurt.
Of course it hurt. How about he try giving birth to a baby?
“Fu Qinglun, it’s not your concern, let go of me!”
But both her hands were trapped, and all she wanted was to kick him away. In the flurry of events, her high heels had been kicked off her feet, revealing her dainty feet and toes.
She pressed her feet against his shoulders and pushed him away.
Three years ago he was Young Master Fu ruling over Karghalik, and three years later he was the Young Master of the Castle. His position brought on the envy and respect of others, and no one, no woman, had yet dared to step on his shoulders.
Fu Qinglun lifted his head and wrapped his strong fingers around her feet. “Shi’shi, try kicking me again?”
“What’s there to be afraid of?” Lin Shiyu kicked him again.
Fu Qinglun’s thin lips curved upwards slowly. “You brought this upon yourself. Don’t say I took advantage of you!”
With that, his head burrowed straight into her skirt…
Ah!
Lin Shiyu yelped in surprise.
As this moment, the door opened, and two figures entered, one old and one young.
“Mama!”
“Little Shi’shi.”
Grandma had brought Little Lemon in, and they spoke in unison.
But what had they seen?
Grandma lunged over and covered Little Lemon’s eyes. She murmured to herself, “Who am I, where am I, what am I doing, I must have been sleep-walking…”