Unbridled, Depraved

Chapter 268 Love Breakfast

After the beginning of winter, the weather in the capital was so dry that it seemed as if all the moisture had been sucked out.

Several weeks of cloudy weather have shrouded the entire city in a gray and depressing atmosphere, and even breathing has become heavy.

Today is a rare sunny day.

The sun shines through the thick clouds and touches every corner of the city, dispelling the haze that has been lingering for days.

Shen Qianhe stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, slightly raised his head, and felt the warmth of the sun.

Her eyes looked through the glass and fell on the blue sky in the distance. All her fatigue and stress were swept away by this rare good weather.

A week ago, she was discharged from the hospital and returned home with her husband Xie Jincheng, who was in a vegetative state.

This move, unsurprisingly, put her in the spotlight again.

On the headline of the Beijing Daily, there was a photo of her and Xie Jincheng, with an eye-catching title: [Mrs. Xie is deeply in love and stays with her comatose husband].

The media's writing style may be positive or negative, but without exception, it has pushed her to the center of public opinion.

Shen Qianhe has become accustomed to this.

She put her phone in her pocket and went downstairs.

In the kitchen, Shen Qianhe rolled up his sleeves and began to prepare breakfast skillfully.

She took out a piece of toast and put it in the toaster. Then she took out two fresh eggs from the refrigerator, cracked them gently, and the egg liquid slid into the pan, making a sizzling sound.

Soon, a simple breakfast was ready.

The golden toast, paired with the heart-shaped eggs, exudes an enticing aroma.

She carefully placed the breakfast on the tray, picked it up, and walked towards Xie Jincheng's bedroom.

Standing in front of Xie Jincheng's bedroom door, she stopped, took a deep breath, and then knocked on the door gently.

"Please come in."

A deep male voice sounded from inside the door. The magnetic and lazy voice penetrated into Shen Qianhe's ears through the crack of the door, making her heart beat faster unconsciously.

She held the tray steadily in one hand and gently pushed the door open with the other.

The sound of the door hinge turning was particularly clear in the quiet space.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw the man who had just walked out of the bathroom.

The air was filled with a light scent of shower gel, mixed with his unique scent, which made people feel moved.

As if he heard her footsteps, the man slowly turned around.

The collar of his bathrobe opened slightly as he moved, revealing his well-defined chest muscles. Drops of water slid down his collarbone, all the way down, and disappeared into the depths of the bathrobe.

Shen Qianhe's gaze fell on the man's chest. The faintly visible skin looked particularly attractive under the cover of the bathrobe.

Further down, there is a clear mermaid line and flourishing...

It really makes one's blood boil.

Shen Qianhe felt like his throat was blocked by something and was dry and tight.

The jumping water droplets seemed to be silently stirring her nerves.

She swallowed carefully, trying to ease the inexplicable tension, but found that her heart beat faster.

"Where are you looking?"

Sensing Shen Qianhe's fiery gaze, the man paused while wiping his wet hair. Water droplets slid down the ends of his hair and dripped onto the collar of his bathrobe, leaving a dark mark.

Under his protruding brow bones, his eyes were as deep as a cold pond, and there was a hint of subtle mockery in his eyes.

He saw through all her thoughts, but deliberately didn't point them out.

"Oh...I didn't see anything!"

Shen Qianhe looked away guiltily, his fingertips unconsciously lifting the loose hair by his ears.

Her movements were casually charming, her hair entwined around her fingertips, like willow branches swaying in the spring, soft and seductive.

She deliberately wore a low-cut dark green silk dress today. The dress outlined her curvy figure just right. It was neither too ostentatious nor exuded a fatal attraction.

Her swan neck was long and white, and she wore a ruby ​​necklace on it. The length of the necklace was designed to be just right, and the pendant was positioned right between her snow-white ravines, which made people unable to help but imagine.

The man's gaze lingered on her for a moment, the corners of his lips slightly raised, a faint smile on his face.

"You'll make me think you want to seduce me."

"I......"

Shen Qianhe's heart trembled suddenly, blood rushed to his cheeks instantly, and his ears turned red.

The past came flooding back to her mind, and her face suddenly turned red.

She did think so, but after her little thought was exposed, she still felt a little embarrassed.

The pink tip of her tongue gently licked her dry lips, and she changed the subject with a flattering smile: "I'm here to bring you breakfast!"

"breakfast?"

Xie Jincheng walked slowly to her side, his steps steady and each step carried an invisible sense of oppression.

He lowered his head and leaned over, his slender figure covering her and enveloping her in his breath.

"It's only been a week since you were discharged from the hospital, Miss Shen is so impatient?"

The man's breath was warm and gently brushed across the woman's neck, causing a slight tremor and a tingling sensation that spread from her neck to her entire body.

"I...breakfast is delivered!"

Shen Qianhe's heartbeat quickened suddenly after his secret was exposed.

Her fingertips tightened slightly, and she cautiously took a step back, trying to distance herself, but she found that she had been forced into a corner by him, with nowhere to escape.

She laughed awkwardly, handed the loving breakfast in her hand to the man, and raised a flattering arc at the corner of her lips: "This is the loving breakfast I made by myself, do you want to try it and see if it tastes good?"

"Miss Shen."

The man's magnetic voice was a little hoarse, and the sound waves turned into tiny particles, gently scratching her eardrums, stirring up an indescribable throbbing.

"Ok?"

"Next time, don't feed me burnt eggs. I'm afraid I'll get food poisoning."

Shen Qianhe was stunned, then glanced at the burnt eggs on the plate and his eyes widened.

Oops, she got the wrong heart-shaped omelette, this is the one she failed at!

Her cheeks instantly turned red, and she smacked her head in annoyance, her tone a little flustered: "I'm sorry, how about I change it for you, don't eat this one."

After saying that, she immediately turned around, trying to escape from this embarrassing situation, but Xie Jincheng grabbed her arm.

His palm was warm, and the strength was neither too light nor too heavy, making it impossible for her to break free.

She turned her head in surprise, and the distance between them suddenly shortened. Their eyes met, and there was an indescribable tension in the air.

The slender white hands grasped the man's collar, the fingertips trembling slightly, and the messy breath gently brushed his face, like a feather brushing, bringing a slight itch.

"What's wrong? You...what else do you want?"