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Chapter 190: Warlord Young Marshal vs. the Republic of China's No. 1 Socialite 14

Shen Tingzhou is noble and arrogant, and his existence is a living sense of oppression.

But Chun Nianren was not afraid of him, gave him a cold look, and dealt with the gifts he gave her at will.

Shen Tingzhou is not a masochist who would go up to her to suffer, but there is only one way, and the steps in front of the eldest lady's door are not so easy to climb.

The eldest lady has the temper of an eldest lady.

Even if she likes you, you have to take the initiative.

He willingly handed the gun to her, pointing it at himself.

Even so, he was only generally correct, as for the minor details.

Shen Tingzhou closed the door, pressed the person behind it, leaned close to her slender neck, stared at the cold white earlobe with a smile, and pursed his lips as if he had gotten what he wanted.

He has wanted to do this for a long time. The young lady must be too embarrassed to talk about it and will not settle the score with him.

Who can correct Shen Tingzhou's domineering attitude in private?

No one can.

In the darkness, he blocked the scattered light completely.

Shen Tingzhou's arms were across her waist like a ban, and he buried his head in her soft neck, kissing that fair skin.

Chun Nian was in a dilemma. After returning from this trip to Peking, he looked even more manly and his well-dressed appearance showed even more of a bandit spirit than before he left.

After a while, the man put down his arms, lifted her up across her knees, and strode over to lay her across the table.

The cheongsam perfectly wraps her slender figure, and the coral-red satin makes her skin look even whiter than snow.

"Shen Tingzhou."

The man used both soft and hard tactics, and a weak resistance like a gossamer escaped from her lips.

The man who was sucking deep into her shoulder raised his neck, his voice hoarse and low.

"What's wrong, Miss?"

The man supported her wicker-like waist with one hand and her neck with the other, looking down at her, like a hungry wolf with naked desire.

The dark green lampshade gathered the dim light and cast it onto the tabletop. Under the light, the beauty's black hair was loosely tied up.

The spotless white, the natural and gorgeous red, the slender black eyes are filled with moist charm.

"No."

Two buttons on her collar were undone, revealing her snow-white collarbone and one shoulder, which was revealed when he unbuttoned her collar with his own hands.

Shen Tingzhou made a vague "hmm" sound in his throat.

He unbuttoned all the buttons of his white shirt, his waist and abdominal muscles were covered with sweat, and he leaned over and kissed her deeply and fiercely.

The slender fingers that were pulling at the hem of his shirt loosened their grip and grasped the fabric on his back, then clasped their hands on his broad shoulders to suppress the lust that was about to overflow.

"Miss, we should get married."

He controlled his possessiveness, briefly pulling back and withdrawing everything he had given.

Chun Nianren's thin eyebrows seemed to be frowned but not frowned, and the charming "hmm" sound coming from her nose was chaotic and out of tune.

A clear night between summer and autumn.

The floor-length curtains on the windowsill were blown by the scorching wind, sometimes slowly and sometimes quickly. The gauze curtains gently rose and fell, like the sea breeze pushing up and down layers of waves.

A gentle breeze creates waves, and a strong wind creates a tide.

Finally, there was a calm, only a chaotic and disorderly breathing.

Stop at the last step.

Except for the last step.

The glass window on the bedroom windowsill was half open. A big hand calmly drew the curtains, hiding the romance in the room. The dark green tassels at the bottom of the curtains gently hung on the ground.

The moment my body touched the bed, I felt an endless sense of comfort and my consciousness was about to be dragged into a dream by thick drowsiness.

The man's warm, moist breath sprayed against her ears.

"We got it done before the New Year, huh?"

A hand with pink joints reached out, covered his face, and pushed him away from his ears.

Chun Nianren just hummed perfunctorily to get it over with, turned over and buried himself deep in the quilt, falling completely into a sleep.

In the darkness, Shen Tingzhou curled his lips, leaned behind her, and reached out to pull her into his arms.

She was really exhausted and didn't react at all.

He bent down and kissed her jade-like shoulders, and then holding her in his arms, he suddenly felt the urge to smoke.

I raised my neck and glanced down. The guest had his head tilted, his profile sunken into the pillow, and his breathing was thin and weak.

He rubbed the air with his fingertips, then lay down in the quilt and hugged the person to sleep.

Early in the morning, the curtains were blown by the wind, and a ray of sunlight appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Chunnian's biological clock is very punctual. He does not procrastinate after waking up. He opens his eyes and thinks of the chaos that happened last night, as well as the iron wall that he feels hot but cannot push open.

I turned over and looked back, but there was no one there.

Shen Tingzhou got up earlier and sat in the study. Adjutant Sun reported to him with documents.

For some of them he nodded in approval, and for others he just raised his hand and hit back.

It was not until ten o'clock that the servant brought breakfast.

Adjutant Sun saw the two servings of porridge brought by the servant, closed the file, put it down, stepped away, and came back later.

Shen Tingzhou has no woman, but his room has a dressing table and a jewelry box. In addition to his military uniform and suit, his closet is filled with many gorgeous dresses that suit Chun Nianren.

New and no one has used it before.

The door opened and Shen Tingzhou came in carrying porridge.

She sat in front of the dressing table, wearing a white modified cheongsam with rice-beaded edging and a wide edge embroidered with red roses. Her hair was pinned to the side of her ears with golden butterfly hairpins, and her naturally slightly curly long hair was draped over her thin back.

She is still beautiful even without makeup.

The closer you are, the clearer it is.

He was very satisfied and the clothes and jewelry he prepared for her suited her very well.

Chun Nianren put on a pearl earring on her fingertips and looked at him in the mirror.

"The banking industry has been very vocal about tariff reform lately."

Shen Tingzhou placed the porridge on the dressing table, leaned over to pick the person up, weighed him, and found him to be too light.

"This is imperative. It will boost the economy and prosper the market, which is good for the country and the people."

As he spoke, he sat on her dressing stool and let her sit across his lap. Noting that her earlobe was empty, he reached into the jewelry box, took out the remaining half of the pearl earring, and carefully put it on her while examining it.

"The bank's union holds meetings every day to discuss this. Doesn't my father-in-law know more about this than I do?"

Chun Nianren couldn't help but glance at him.

Shen Tingzhou smiled and thought that if the young lady was not arrogant enough, this face would be really charming.

After breakfast, Chun Nianren returned to the Chun family.

Her living quarters were separate from those in the main building, and the servants who took care of her knew what she said at home and did not dare to go over and talk about her.

Shen Tingzhou returned to the study, where Adjutant Sun was waiting for him.

Shen Tingzhou stared at the golden lighter that Adjutant Sun placed on the table.

"What about others?"

Adjutant Sun watched Jiang Dingbei with his eyes and nose, and he hid outside long ago.

"Young Master Jiang is in Suzhou."

Shen Tingzhou sat down behind his desk with the corners of his lips curled coldly.

"Tell him to get back here."