Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 414: 265 Sleeping and sharing a pillow: Skillful maneuvers, even more provocative talk_2

"Not tired," she claimed, but that was not entirely true—she enjoyed it. As Jiang Yanting stepped back, she quickly moved away from him and sat on the sofa, downing a large glass of water, still feeling hot all over.

He had been too close just now, his breath wafting across her neck and ear, setting her skin on fire. She still felt unbearably hot.

Now, he was leaning against the bar, staring straight at her...

They were not strangers; they had been intimate before. That look in his eyes, she knew it well—it was naked...

Desire.

She coughed softly, stood up to return to her room, but just as she was about to rise, he suddenly approached, moving behind the sofa and placing his hands on her shoulders.

"Jiang Yanting?" As soon as the words left her lips, she felt a soreness in her shoulders. Caught off guard, she could not help but cry out.

"Keep it down, you’ll wake the children."

...

His fingers pressed against her shoulders, massaging and kneading. Her job often required her to be hunched over her desk, causing frequent soreness in her neck and shoulders. Just finishing tending to those two little "bundles of joy" had made her neck even more uncomfortable.

"How is this pressure?" Jiang Yanting’s voice floated from behind her.

"Mmm—"

Shen Zhixian responded, the sound a mix of comfort and pain. Muffled as it was, it carried a tantalizing hook to Jiang Yanting’s ears. The pressing turned her pale neck a light pink under the light...

It itched tantalizingly at his heart, his throat seemed scorched by strong liquor, unbearable itching.

Though they had cleared the air between them, whenever Shen Zhixian met him, Taotao was almost always by her side. To maintain his grand image in the child’s mind, Jiang Yanting rarely showed excessive intimacy with Shen Zhixian.

together, it was impossible not

she had yet

heart skipped,

How could he...

approach, even a light touch, was enough to

encircling her shoulder. Though there was a sofa between them, their bodies could not meet, and it was this distance

"Jiang Yanting?"

and deep, irresistibly inviting, "Let me hold

end sounded almost like a hook, and despite her calm demeanor, it agitated

each other too well, and he knew exactly what

trace of tiredness, a man usually unyielding and

the Jiang family’s matters through the Xie family. The Jiang family was a well-known household in Beijing, and the Xie family closely monitored the Jiang Group’s movements

resting on her neck and

to pour out his heart to her, he found Shen Zhixian had fallen asleep. The flight, coupled with looking after the two children, had been enjoyable, but utterly exhausting. She had collapsed from sheer exhaustion and the

laugh. At such an ambiguously romantic moment,

around her waist, the other slipping under her knees, lifting her

go back to the room

...

Shen Zhixian woke up to the sound of running water from the bathroom. She suddenly recalled

caught the messy, crumpled

had happened last night. She wasn’t

Jiang Yanting hung on one side, private items like his

bed with Jiang Yanting last

bed, looking like someone caught in an affair, rushing to the door, straightening her hair and clothes while peering through

It was Xie Duo.

the door, "You’re here