HLnovel Chapter 367 I had an urge to sit on it.
Chapter 367 I had an urge to sit on it.
It was already late at night when I came out of Si Si's room.
Ning Yao opened the door with a heavy heart, but before she could take a step inside, she heard a deep male voice.
"You've finally decided to come back?" Wen Tingye was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, reading a book. Hearing the voice, he turned his head to look.
Ning Yao's eyes were still red, and her cherry-red lips were pouting slightly, making her look pitiful.
Wen Tingye put down his book, took a few steps forward, grabbed Ning Yao's hand, and pulled her into his arms.
"Your daughter is perfectly fine right here beside you, why are you crying?" The man's voice rang in Ning Yao's ears.
"A-Si mailed me all the treasures she's collected over the years." Ning Yao's voice was still nasal as she buried her head in Wen Tingye's chest, speaking in a muffled tone.
"You got it all, nothing for me?" Wen Tingye asked, raising an eyebrow.
The man's voice clearly showed dissatisfaction, but he was too proud to show it.
"Hmm, none of yours." Ning Yao's mood instantly improved. She tilted her head slightly to look at Wen Tingye, her voice filled with laughter.
Seeing her smile, Wen Tingye smiled and led her to the sofa.
"Sit down, I have a question for you."
"What?" Ning Yao asked, bewildered, as Wen Tingye led her to the sofa.
"What were you thinking when you stared at me blankly in the kitchen today?" Wen Tingye gave Ning Yao a meaningful look.
He noticed it then; Ning Yao's eyes were filled with amazement.
Ning Yao raised an eyebrow and looked at Wen Tingye, her expression knowing.
This man probably wanted her to praise him for being handsome and for being very manly at the time, right?
"At that time, I was thinking about Ai Xiu and Bao Ying," Ning Yao said with a smile.
"Since having children, I feel that my life has become something to care about, and it is full and fulfilling at all times."
"Oh? Looking at my abs, thinking about sons and daughters?" Wen Tingye narrowed his eyes, his voice low and seductive, slightly drawn out and rising.
"Yes, is it not allowed?" Ning Yao sat upright on the sofa, her chin slightly raised, the curve of her lips extremely arrogant, her long black hair styled into a side part, exuding a strong sense of mature womanhood.
Wen Tingye: "Is it the 'want' of wanting to have another son and a daughter for me?"
Ning Yao was speechless, a blush instantly spreading across her fair cheeks. She almost instinctively retorted.
"I had this urge to just straddle your lap..."
"Sigh, I just think you're handsome, is it wrong to sit on a handsome guy's lap?"
Any normal woman would find it hard to resist a man with a great physique and handsome face.
Just like men looking at hot supermodels, it's purely pleasing to the eye, with a little bit of covetousness mixed in.
The moment Ning Yao uttered her words, Wen Tingye had already imagined the scene.
The two had been together for a while, and although they hadn't been very intimate, they had sat on each other's laps before.
Every time they sat on each other's laps, something indescribable would happen, since their bodies were too close together and it was easy for things to go wrong.
Wen Tingye stared intently at Ning Yao, her words echoing in his mind.
—I had an impulse to just straddle your lap.
Ning Yao's voice was naturally clear, cool, pleasant, clean, and melodious.
When she said this, her voice was soft and gentle, like she was being coquettish with her beloved man.
Wen Tingye's breathing became heavier, and a hint of desire appeared in his sharp, hawk-like eyes.
"It's not too late to sit down now," Wen Tingye said in a low voice, opening his arms and curving his lips into a clear smile.
"I don't want to sit now." Ning Yao shook her head. At the time, she was just blinded by lust, because Wen Tingye had such a good figure.
"The paternity test results are out. If you want to see them, you'd better behave yourself," Wen Tingye said.
"Forced love is never sweet." Ning Yao glanced at Wen Tingye. She did want to see the paternity test report, but she was unwilling to give in to Wen Tingye's wishes.
Wen Tingye carefully considered Ning Yao's words and found them to be reasonable.
What's the point of forcing a melon to ripen? If you want a melon to be sweet on its own, you have to let it ripen willingly.
Recalling what had happened in the kitchen, Wen Tingye had an idea.
The man slowly stood up from the sofa, his long legs now displayed in front of Ning Yao.
Originally, she could still see the upper body, but because of the other person's action of standing up, Ning Yao could only see those long and straight legs now.
Wen Tingye stood very upright, and compared to ordinary people, he had more of the spirit that soldiers have, with his shoulders taut and straight.
The man slowly raised his hand, and his long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles twisted the button on his shirt.
One button at a time, the man unbuttoned the shirt, revealing the taut muscles beneath.
Wen Tingye's abs are very attractive; they're not the overly muscular physique of a coach, but rather just the right amount.
His large abs make him look strong and muscular, giving him a rugged, burly appearance.
Wen Tingye, on the other hand, was different. Every inch of his muscle seemed to be perfectly positioned, lean yet powerful.
After unbuttoning a few buttons, the upper half of the shirt was left open.
Wen Tingye stopped what he was doing, no longer unbuttoning his shirt. He just looked down at Ning Yao with a wicked grin, his eyes full of provocation.
Ning Yao couldn't help but stare intently at Wen Tingye's figure, swallowing hard. She was so mesmerized that she completely forgot to look away.
She seemed to experience the thrill that emperors of ancient times felt when they saw their beautiful concubines undressing in front of them.
A voice kept shouting in my head: Take it off, keep taking it off, don't stop, take it all off!
"Buttons are such a nuisance," Ning Yao grumbled, glancing at the round, white buttons.
She really wanted to pounce on Wen Tingye and tear his shirt open; those muscles that were faintly visible were just too alluring!
But Wen Tingye couldn't hear Ning Yao's thoughts. He lowered his arms, leaving the top half of his shirt unbuttoned, while the bottom buttons remained tightly fastened, showing no sign of undone.
Ning Yao's blood rushed to her Baihui acupoint, causing her to feel an unbearable itch. She gritted her teeth and cursed Wen Tingye under her breath.
Wen Tingye counted down in his mind: 3, 2...
Before the count reached 1, Ning Yao had already jumped up from the sofa and rushed forward in a few steps.
The woman's face was rosy, and even her ears turned red, her temperature soaring.
"They say that when a woman is alluring, she becomes a charming little enchantress. With your skills, you are more than enough to speak for all males. When it comes to seducing men, President Wen is in no way inferior to women!" Ning Yao's cool voice was slightly hoarse.
Clearly, she was aroused by Wen Tingye's act of taking off his shirt; she lost all reason, and her mind wandered off along with her eyes...
Compared to Wen Tingye's body temperature, Ning Yao's was slightly cooler.
Ning Yao's cool, soft fingertips touched the man's chest, and as she successfully touched Wen Tingye's abs, a sly glint appeared in her eyes.