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

hands had stopped moving. Slightly frowning, she had yet

skipped, searing

How could he...

delicate, his approach, even a light touch, was enough to

them, their bodies could not meet, and it was this distance

"Jiang Yanting?"

voice was close and deep, irresistibly inviting, "Let me hold you,

sounded almost like a

frantic heartbeat. They knew each other too

a trace of tiredness, a man usually unyielding and

matters through the Xie family. The Jiang family was a well-known household in Beijing, and the Xie

Yanting didn’t respond, his chin resting on her neck

with looking after the two children, had been enjoyable, but utterly exhausting. She had collapsed from sheer exhaustion

and laugh. At such an ambiguously romantic moment,

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

to the room

...

clock, Shen Zhixian woke up to the sound of running water from the bathroom.

glance caught the messy, crumpled bed sheets, clearly slept

that nothing had happened last night. She wasn’t a naive girl; she

jacket belonging to Jiang Yanting hung on one side, private items like his wristwatch lay on the

she shared a bed with

like someone caught in an affair, rushing to the

It was Xie Duo.

door, "You’re here so