Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 770 Challenge Dungeon 26

"Xie Yipei...you..." Yun Chu's voice trembled with anger, panic, and a strange, inexplicable shiver that she herself couldn't understand.

"What did you call me?" he whispered in her ear, gently biting her earlobe as if punishing her, his breath hot. "Here, I am Shen He... your husband."

His kisses became deeper and more predatory, spreading from her neck to her shoulders, and he even tried to pull open the neckline of her nightgown.

His body pressed completely against hers, so tightly that there wasn't a single gap.

Yun Chu could clearly feel the hard and hot reaction of a certain part of his body, pressing against her with great pressure. The heat was almost enough to penetrate her clothes and burn her.

Darkness amplifies all the senses and also strips away some of the constraints of reason.

Xie Yipei's kisses and touches became somewhat out of control, no longer merely acting or testing the waters, but mixed with a real and surging desire.

His breathing grew heavier, and he tightened his grip on her arms until it hurt, as if he wanted to meld her into his body.

Yun Chu's mind was in complete chaos.

The shackles of the contract prevented her from truly resisting his intimacy; the role required her not to vehemently reject her "husband's" advances.

Deep within her body, a dormant female instinct seemed to shamefully awaken under this forceful and skillful teasing, bringing waves of tingling numbness and powerlessness that made her feel ashamed.

Just as his kiss was about to land again, capturing her lips, and his fingers slipped under the hem of her nightgown, touching the delicate skin of her waist—Xie Yipei's movements abruptly stopped.

His body was extremely tense, like a bowstring stretched to its limit, his hot breath spraying onto her cheeks, accompanied by uncontrollable panting.

In the darkness, Yun Chu could feel him take a deep breath and then slowly and with great difficulty exhale.

The arm across her waist, its muscles bulging, seemed to be fiercely battling some powerful impulse.

A few seconds of deathly silence followed, broken only by the frantic beatings of their hearts and heavy breathing in the darkness.

Then, little by little, he loosened his grip on her.

The hand that had slipped inside her clothes was withdrawn very slowly, with obvious lingering affection and reluctance.

He turned over, his back to her, creating some distance between them.

"...Go to sleep." His voice was terribly hoarse, as if squeezed out from deep in his throat, carrying lingering lust and a kind of exhaustion from forced suppression, and even... a trace of barely perceptible annoyance.

He stopped touching her.

Yun Chu stood frozen in place, motionless.

After a while, she felt the cold air enveloping her skin, which he had just ironed.

A feeling of utter exhaustion, as if I had survived a disaster, washed over me.

As the morning light streamed through the window again, the air in the bedroom still retained the lingering, ambiguous, and tense warmth of the previous night.

Yun Chu woke up to a feeling of being tightly enveloped.

His arms were still wrapped around her waist, holding her tightly against his chest, his chin resting on the top of her head, his breathing steady and long, as if he had not yet woken up.

This realization instantly snapped her out of her daze, and her cheeks flushed. She tried to carefully move away, but the arm around her waist immediately tightened.

"Don't move." He closed his eyes, his voice hoarse from just waking up and carrying an undeniable air of authority.

Yun Chu froze. She could feel the warmth of his body, and... a certain physiological change that was hard to ignore in the morning, a strong and noticeable presence, pressing closely against her.

Her face turned even redder, and even her ears felt hot.

Xie Yipei seemed to sigh, a sigh mixed with helplessness and a certain suppressed restlessness.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked down at the woman in his arms, her cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with panic, yet she tried to appear calm.

"Get up." His voice was hoarse beyond recognition, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying lingering lust and an almost violent frustration. "You'll be late if you stay any longer."

After saying that, he strode into the bathroom without looking back, followed by the sound of unusually rapid running water.

It was Friday. The atmosphere during the day was even more subtle than the day before.

The two were almost silent during breakfast. Xie Yipei's face was somewhat gloomy, with faint dark circles under his eyes, clearly indicating that he hadn't slept well last night and this morning.

He exuded a low-pressure aura that kept strangers at bay, and even the way he handed her the milk seemed a little stiff.

Yun Chu kept her head down, trying to minimize eye contact with him.

Silence spread on the way to the company.

Xie Yipei didn't speak until just before getting out of the car. His voice had returned to its usual calmness, but it was a little tense: "Department dinner tonight?"

“…Mmm,” Yun Chu replied softly. The marketing department had already scheduled a team-building dinner for this Friday last week.

"Don't drink." He glanced at her, his tone commanding, but after a pause, he added, "Or, drink less. Tell me your address before you're done, and I'll pick you up."

Yun Chu nodded without refuting. After last night's experience, she knew the importance of staying clear-headed while playing the role of "Li Yu".

Yun Chu tried her best to concentrate throughout the day's work. In the afternoon, she received a message from her colleagues about the location and time of a dinner gathering—a well-regarded local Shanghainese restaurant.

After get off work, a dozen or so people from the marketing department arrived at the restaurant one after another.

The atmosphere in the private room was lively. Amidst the clinking of glasses, all sorts of gossip, complaints, and boasts could be heard.

Yun Chu, playing the role of "Li Yu," sat quietly in the corner, occasionally chiming in with a few words, mostly listening with a smile, eating small bites of food, and only symbolically drinking a little beer.

Her gaze, however, was like the most sophisticated radar, silently sweeping over everyone at the table.

Supervisor Wang was engaged in a lively discussion; the vivacious Li Xiaoxiao was pulling Sister Zhang next to her to discuss the new handbags; the introverted technician Xiao Zhao was engrossed in eating; Zhou Mingxuan, a veteran employee who had been with the company for six years, sat diagonally opposite her, listening to others with a smile, occasionally interjecting with a joke, appearing very well-rounded.

Zhou Mingxuan... Yun Chu's attention lingered on him for a moment longer.

This long-time employee is usually warm and friendly, has solid professional skills, and is well-liked.

But at this moment, in the dimly lit private room and the relaxed atmosphere created by alcohol, Yun Chu keenly caught his seemingly unintentional glances at her several times.

That look wasn't like the simple admiration or curiosity of other male colleagues; it was more like an assessment, carrying an almost professional, scrutinizing quality.

After several rounds of drinks, the atmosphere became even more lively.

Zhou Mingxuan, holding a glass of wine, strolled over to the empty seat next to Yun Chu and sat down.

"Xiao Li, come on, let me toast you. Congratulations on your project proposal being approved last week! You're a promising young man!" He smiled kindly.

"Brother Zhou, you flatter me. It's all thanks to everyone's help." Yun Chu picked up her beer, clinked it with his, and took a small sip.

"Hey, don't be so modest." Zhou Mingxuan waved his hand, leaned forward slightly, and lowered his voice as if he wanted to say something intimate, "Speaking of which, it's been almost three months since you and Xiao Shen got married, right? How's it going, are you adjusting well?"

"I know Xiao Shen. He's a tech genius, but sometimes he gets so busy that he can't take care of his family. You two haven't had any arguments about it, have you?"

The question sounded like a typical colleague's concern for a newlywed's married life, but a warning bell rang in Yun Chu's heart.