Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 305 - 199. Being with you, wonderfully unbelievable (First update)

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Chapter 305: 199. Being with you, wonderfully unbelievable (First update)

The room was dark, with only the dim light from the nine display screens flickering faintly, almost imperceptibly. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"What are you doing?" Shi Nian warily glanced at him.

The two of them sneaked into Guan Liang’s place to find material, so closing the door was necessary; but did they really need to lock it?

She asked the question herself, and naturally blushed as a result.

"Tsk..." He laughed, thrusting his hands into his pants pockets and striding over. His gaze, lazy and penetrating, fell on her: "What are you afraid of?"

The computer room in Guan Liang’s place, despite having many screens, wasn’t very large. The distance from the door to the computer desk was just a few strides for his long legs.

The blush on her face hadn’t faded when he was already standing in front of her, taking a deep breath and gazing deeply into her eyes.

"The truth is, you’re nervous because you’ve already thought about what I’m going to do next..."

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"Mr. Tang, stop it!"

Shi Nian was startled and quickly dodged away. She held the edge of the table, slipping away along its side.

Thanks to his height and long legs, he caught up with her in two steps, cornering her between two computer desks placed at a right angle. He bent over, pressing his gaze upon her.

Shi Nian stretched out her hand between them, pleading softly: "Stop it. Please."

He took a deep breath: "Please? It’s too late. Silly girl, from the moment you wrote me that note, hinting about the surname ’Wang’, you should have known I’d act this way... How can you blame me when you’ve stirred my heart? Hmm?"

His long leg pressed forward, the strong and slender limb touching her leg.

With nowhere to retreat, she could only feel the heat from his body through the fabric, boldly igniting her own body as if set ablaze.

She tried not to feel it, taking deep breaths to steady her already racing heartbeat, not wanting him to hear.

The temperature in the small room rose sharply, and she felt parched. Moistening her throat with effort, she explained weakly, "When I wrote that ’Wang’, it was just to help you with the investigation. All that about stirring your heart, I truly had no intention!"

"Even if you had no intention, I’ve still fallen for it. What do you think should be done?"

He lifted her long hair, inhaling its fragrance close to his nose, unable to resist letting his lips linger on those soft, curly ends.

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The ends of her hair were keratinized protein, supposed to be without sensation, yet at this moment, it felt like her entire being was transformed into that strand of hair, cherished in his palm as he lingered upon it with his lips and teeth.

Shi Nian inhaled deeply, with no way to retreat, she could only close her eyes, raising the last barrier between them.

But—clearly, it was only her hair he was kissing, and yet she was so sensitive that her toes curled...

The air at that moment ripped off its calm, gentle mask, turning into something strange and scorching, stirring turbulence between them. Sometimes a vacuum, causing her to gasp; other times, oxygen particles surged in, making her breaths rapid and intense.

The violent change in her breathing rhythm caused her body to heave, and with him so close—the rising curves inadvertently brushed against his body...

His male body immediately became searing hot.

He lifted his head from her hair, eyes meeting hers; his gaze, once clear as a spring, now sparked with fire, turning from a calm spring into burning lava.

She hastily turned her head, flames instantly igniting in her mind, scrambling to find a topic to distract him. She cleared her throat, "Speaking of which, how did you notice the anomaly of the letter ’w’? After all, it only appeared once in the signature, and if you were doing a handwriting analysis, the sample size would be too small."

He laughed, whispering in her ear, "Trying to distract me, hmm? But my Sleeping Beauty, I can only tell you, choosing this topic was counterproductive because—it doesn’t pull my attention away from you; instead, it makes me desire you more."

Shi Nian’s face instantly turned beet red, exclaiming, "What’s wrong with this topic?"

He chuckled, seeming slightly intoxicated, "Can you imagine why Wang Chuan wrote the ’w’ in the shape of a woman’s butt? Silly girl, you don’t know... I’ll tell you why, it’s because I guided her."

"Oh?" Shi Nian didn’t understand his meaning.

He laughed, placing his palm on the table, his long fingers subtly inching towards her.

"Because, when I collided with Rosa’s car, I hit it right on the rear. Miyada’s rear curve design is very rounded, like a woman’s buttocks... The point of impact was precisely at the center of the curve... You understand, that kind of dent, in the eyes of someone as repressed as Wang Chuan, looks like a man forcefully penetrating a woman from behind..."

"He saw Rosa’s car in that state, coupled with Rosa’s stunning beauty, naturally, he’d have such associations... He wanted to do to Rosa what he imagined, to thoroughly penetrate her from behind... So when he signed, he’d unconsciously write ’w’ in that shape."

His body was almost completely pressed against hers, and his slender form had silently maneuvered behind her.

He whispered tenderly and hoarsely into her ear, "Someone repressed for a long time won’t miss any opportunity to release themselves. Even just a letter, because of its unique shape, would make him unknowingly vent the fantasies in his mind."

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Shi Nian took a deep breath, her entire being surrounded by his presence, creating a small world isolated from the rest of the universe.

He slowly tilted his head, his cheek nearly touching hers, as their eyes gradually met.

"And I... also remembered the time in the library. My Sleeping Beauty, I once had the chance to be so close to you from behind."

That time... the bookshelves stood tightly packed like a forest, yet gaps between the books created a space that felt both intimate and dangerous. At that moment, her nerves were taut, as if on edge, and under such tension, her body became curiously sensitive, imprinting each of his movements deep within her.

His reactions, every advance and retreat, she had—felt them all and forgot none of them.

The sudden recollection doubled the sensation of the current moment. Compared to that time, this space was undoubtedly more enclosed, more secure...

Shi Nian trembled with panic.

Is it possible that this time, this time, he would go further than before?

What should she do herself? Resist, flee, or cry out in defiance?

Or—just like last time, silently endure, yet in her heart feel a strangely subtle joy?

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Her body instinctively moved back, unaware that his hand had long been waiting, like a hunter, behind her. As she retreated, her round backside fell right into his palm...

He let out a groaning sound, both hands quickly grasping her completely, pulling her body tight against him...

In the curves and angles, through the fabric, he daringly—

swayed.

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Shi Nian knew she should stop him, perhaps even slap him across the face.

Yet, oddly, at this moment her brain was in urgent need of oxygen, her vision blurred, but her body was extraordinarily sensitive. Sensitive not to escape, but sensitive to—feel every slight tremble of his; sensitive enough to quickly soften and yield.

She surprisingly couldn’t push him away. Damn it, she couldn’t muster the strength to push him away...

Her body bizarrely trembled with delight, pressed close to him, embracing every sway of his.

—Even though it was through the fabric.

She couldn’t escape, not even an inch back, forced to follow him, yield to him...

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Feeling her compliance, he became even more excessively excited.

His burning hands pressing her to him, trembling with near-mad abandon.

The small room, bathed in dim light, only the two of them alone—everything about it reminded him of the past.

His young girl, shy yet bravely nestled in his embrace.

The sightless eyes made him unable to resist doing very bad things to her—but beneath those bad moves, his heart was filled with so much indescribable tenderness.

He had never imagined that he could harbor so many indescribable feelings for a girl.

His body grew increasingly heated, and he couldn’t help but plead with whispering urgency in her ear, "...Please agree to date me soon. Otherwise, I’m really afraid one day I’ll be arrested by my colleagues, charged with forcible violation."

Shi Nian breathed quickly, but still gritted her teeth to give a low warning, "You dare!"

He raspingly murmured against her, "I’ve come this far... what else do you think I’d be afraid of?"

Shi Nian, both embarrassed and unable to suppress a smile, whispered back in his ear, "I have a very large pair of shears at home, which I use to trim the wild roses in the garden. No matter how thorny the wild rose, it will be snipped away with a snap."

He raised his eyebrows high, looking at her in disbelief. However, the corners of his lips curved up in a delighted smile.

"Are you threatening me?"

Shi Nian’s cheeks flushed a rosy red, much like the most vibrant wild rose.

"No, I’m inviting you. Mr. Tang, would you like to experience it?"

[Second update of the morning]