Ning Shu was slightly taken aback, but she didn’t think much of it.
Not until he had ushered the man into the car did a strong hand pull him back, breathing hot against his ear.
The boy leaned against the man Jianxing’s solid chest, a little bewildered.
His cheeks flushed involuntarily, and he uttered a low voice: “Mr. Shen……..”
The man opened his eyes, let go of her hand, rubbed his temples, and said in a low voice, “I’m sorry.”
His eyes seemed to hold a hint of intoxication.
The hall manager came over and said, “Xiaoning, why are you standing there? Hurry up and take care of him. General Shen is drunk.”
Ning Shu heard this, feeling a strange sensation in her heart. But she didn’t think too much about it and couldn’t help but glance at the man.
After careful consideration, I decided to get on the bus.
He came for Shen Mingxuan anyway. Since he had the opportunity now, why would he miss it? Besides, he originally planned to increase his sense of presence in front of the other party.
Ning Shu took a deep breath and reached out to support the man, her voice soft: “Mr. Shen, are you alright?”
The driver drove the car in silence.
Shen Mingxuan leaned back in his seat, his eyes closed, his breath steady. The man’s cold and handsome appearance had perfect lines, a sexy thin lip, but with a hint of coldness.
Ning Shu stared for a long time, not making a sound to disturb him.
Until the man suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at him, and then frowned. He closed his eyes again and pulled him close.
The young man was caught off guard, and the whole person was hugged into his arms.
He struggled.
But she was gently patted on the butt by a man, who said in a low voice, “Be good, don’t move around.”
Ning Shu couldn’t help but widen her eyes, feeling even more ashamed.
He tried to speak up, addressing the man: “Mr. Shen, you…”
But he sensed a body leaning against his shoulder, the scorching heat seeping into his skin and sending shivers down his spine.
Ning Shu hesitated and called out, but there was no reply.
Thinking to himself, perhaps Shen Mingxuan was treating him like a pillow.
But Ning Shu still felt embarrassed.
He, a grown man, was being held in the arms of another man, like a child. But how could he possibly break free from an adult male? He had no choice but to stay put.
But the scent of a man is undeniable.
that kind of pulsating through the veins, transmitted beating.
The scorching heat.
It seems like everyone wants to burn Ning Shu.
The man seemed to have no intention of waking up, his eyes closed. His breath was steady, yet carried a hint of cold indifference.
Until the car came to a stop.
Ning Shucai was finally rescued.
The driver helped the man into the villa with him.
The steward hurried forward, glanced at the handsome young man beside him, and looked surprised.
This was still Shen Mingxuan’s first time bringing people back.
He knew exactly what was going on. After helping Mr. Shen into the room, he said to the boy, “I’ll go prepare a cup of warm milk. Please take care of Mr. Shen for a while, young master.”
Before Ning Shu could speak, he strode out of the room.
The young man lowered his head and glanced at the man in bed. Most people don’t look very good when they’re drunk.
But Shen Mingxuan wouldn’t.
The man, even with his eyes closed, possessed a striking and handsome face. A hint of aloofness hung about him, yet he exuded an air of noble elegance.
Ning Shu hesitated for a moment, then walked over and helped the person take off their clothes.
He knew that when a person was drunk, all they needed was to take it slow.
Until the last one is unraveled.
Shen Mingxuan opened his eyes.
The man’s eyes were deep and fathomless like the sea.
Ning Shu was taken aback and said, “President Shen?”
Shen Mingxuan didn’t speak, just looked at him, his face devoid of any expression.
…but instead grabbed one hand. …
Ning Shu’s arm was grabbed, and the next moment, she was pressed down onto the bed.
Shen Mingxuan hung his head, reached out a hand, took off the coat on his body, then lifted up the boy’s chin. The other party looked at him with some panic in his eyes, and his thin lips pressed up.
“Hmm….”
Ning Shu widened her eyes in disbelief, unable to believe that she had been suddenly kissed. She tried to speak, but the other person succeeded in kissing her deeply.
He couldn’t help but tighten his grip, his lips claimed.
Shen Mingxuan kissed him while pushing his legs apart with his knee. His slender fingers slid in under the waistcoat.
Ning Shu struggled desperately.
He’s not strong enough to stand up to a grown man.
Ning Shu was breathless from the kiss, her eyes taking on a touch of moisture.
Those red lips, were also kissed pitifully.
Ning Shu didn’t understand why things had turned out this way. He had only escorted the man home. But the other party pressed him down on the bed, attempting to assault him.
Could Shen Mingxuan be a psychopath?
The boy didn’t know, he only knew that his neck was being kissed. His waist was also held by those big hands, as if they were extremely fond of him.
It sent shivers down his spine.
Ning Shu let out a choked sound from his throat. He could clearly feel it, that fear, unlike anything he’d ever experienced before.
If he doesn’t stop it, something immeasurable will truly happen.
Thus, the young man turned his face away and whimpered, “Shen, Shen sir, please don’t… ”
Obviously doesn’t work.
Shen Mingxuan’s lips lingered on his neck, as if wanting to leave a mark. Ning Shu only felt that the place was both numb and itchy, her whole body tingling with a strange sensation.
He grabbed someone’s clothes, his eyes bloodshot.
especially feeling something, pressing against him.
Ning Shu couldn’t help but feel a little creeped out.
He couldn’t help but speak with a slight tremor in his voice, pleadingly saying: “Mr. Shen……..”
、
“I am Ning Shu.”
Shen Mingxuan hung his head, holding the soft piece of meat in his mouth and savoring it repeatedly.
Ning Shu felt like she wanted to curl up into a ball.
He has never felt so helpless.
“Uncle Shen….”
The boy whimpered, his voice trembling as he pushed the person away with force, a hint of fear and helplessness in his tone.
Her eyes were also red-rimmed.
The man on her body seemed to notice something, his body stiffened slightly and he stopped.
Ning Shu quickly got up and stepped back.
Shen Mingxuan looked at the somewhat frightened young man in front of him, his eyes clearing slightly. He stretched out his slender fingers and rubbed his temples, his voice hoarse: “Sorry, I thought…”
He didn’t finish his sentence.
Ning Shu understood his meaning now. The man had taken him for that kind of person. He knew some unspoken rules worked this way, especially in business dealings. To please a collaborator, one would send someone to the other’s bed.
He suddenly felt a bit awkward and embarrassed.
Ning Shu’s face flushed, and she said, “If Mr. Shen has nothing else, then I’ll take my leave.”
Shen Mingxuan looked over and said in a deep voice, “You mind?”
Ning Shu didn’t know how to answer, this kind of thing was too embarrassing. Even if a man mistook him for that kind of person, the one being pressed on the bed and kissed and touched was him.
He shook his head and said, “I’m going back first.”
Shen Mingxuan frowned and said, “No matter what, I’m to blame for this.”
“I will personally apologize to you another day.”
Ning Shu remained silent, his eyes still red. His fair and handsome face looked rather pathetic.
He stood up and said, “I’ll be going now, Mr. Shen.”
Just as the steward brought up a hot glass of milk, he saw the young man come out of Mr. Shen’s room. His eyes looked a little red, and his clothes were messy, he seemed a bit lost and absent-minded.
The other person saw him and also pursed their lips, intending to just walk past.
The steward couldn’t help but stop and said, “Wait a moment, young master.”
Ning Shu looked past with a hint of bewilderment.
The steward tactfully reminded him, “Young Master, if you go out like this, I’m afraid people will misunderstand.”
Ning Shu didn’t know what the phrase meant at first, until he walked out and saw the red mark on his neck when he looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows.
He couldn’t help but squat down and let out a sigh.
Shen Mingxuan recognized the wrong person, he believes what he said.
But it’s impossible for Ning Shu to face the other person with a normal heart in the future.
Ning Shu adjusted her mindset and then returned to the Ning family.
…but encountered Ning An. …
Ning An looked at him in this attire, a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, but he sweetly said, “Brother, why are you dressed like that when you come back?”
Ning Shu now had no mood to attend to him, and walked past directly.
Ning An was ignored, and some anger began to rise within her.
“Didn’t you hear me speaking to you?”
Ning Shu stood before the youth, and suddenly, her gaze paused, catching a trace on his neck.
Seizing the opportunity while the other party was distracted, I quickly used my hand to lift it up.
Ning Shu looked over in a bit of astonishment, then swatted his hand away, coldly saying, “What are you doing?”
“Ning An innocently widened her eyes and said, “I didn’t do anything, brother. It’s you who came back so late. You’re wearing such strange clothes and have a hickey on your neck. I’d like to ask what you did?”
Ning Shuchen took a deep breath: “None of your business.”
Then he went up the stairs.
Leaving Ning An alone, he stood still, squinting his eyes. A sense of schadenfreude bloomed in his heart as he guessed, with a hint of malice, that Ning Shu must have been humiliated at that kind of place, her eyes red and those marks… proof that she had been taken advantage of.
Because Ning An did a lot of popular science, as early as when he was eleven years old, he understood his sexual orientation and went online to look up some things. Such hickeys were definitely not kissed by a woman.
So, his good brother, must have been raped by some man.
Ning An thought with a bit of malice, men like this usually are established in their careers and families. And they’re Mediterranean types, either with beer bellies.
Just thinking about this kind of person weighing down on his good brother…
Ning An felt like vomiting.