The mysterious CEO's endless pampering

Shen Yanran had no idea what Li Zhanting was thinking on the other end. When she didn't hear a reply, her body suddenly stiffened, and a crystal tear seeped from the corner of her eye, running down her slightly pale cheek. "Li Zhanting, are you still there? Please come back soon, I'm really scared."

Standing outside the door, Li Zhanting couldn't bear to hear Shen Yanran's aggrieved and helpless voice, so he pushed open the door and went inside.

At the same time, another round of lightning and thunder began outside the window.

Shen Yanran trembled with fright, clutching the blanket tightly, and didn't even notice Li Zhanting coming in.

The bedroom was pitch black. Li Zhanting casually pressed the switch on the wall, then quickly walked to the bedside and hugged the little person who was already curled up in the quilt.

Shen Yanran was startled and couldn't help but scream.

"It's me, wife. Don't be afraid, it's me. I'm back." Li Zhanting said gently through the only gap in the blanket.

Hearing the man's familiar voice, Shen Yanran's tense nerves finally relaxed, and she slowly put down the quilt in her hands.

Her eyes, wet with tears, were filled with grievance and sorrow. Shen Yanran sniffed, her voice choked with emotion and a hint of reproach as she asked, "Why did it take you so long to get back?"

"I'm sorry, I'm late." At this moment, Li Zhanting felt that saying anything else would be superfluous, except to apologize.

The current situation is entirely due to his negligence.

Shen Yanran pouted, wanting to say a few more words, but then realized that Li Zhanting's situation wasn't much better.

She was soaked from head to toe; it must have been because she was in such a hurry to get home that she didn't even have time to open an umbrella.

Suddenly she felt incredibly guilty.

It was pouring rain outside, and Li Zhanting was returning in such a hurry; one could imagine how dangerous the journey must have been. What if something unexpected happened...?

Shen Yanran still feels lingering fear just thinking about it now.

Li Zhanting, seemingly unconcerned, grabbed a handful of his slightly disheveled hair. "How are you feeling now? Are you feeling better?"

Shen Yanran reached out and hugged Li Zhanting's strong body, gently leaning against him and saying, "I feel much better now."

Li Zhanting's eyes flickered slightly as he affectionately stroked her hair. "It's good that you're alright. Get up quickly, I'm feeling cold, and you're not dressed warmly enough, you'll catch a cold soon."

Shen Yanran shook her head reluctantly, "It's okay, I'm perfectly healthy, I won't catch a cold."

No sooner had she finished speaking than she suddenly sneezed.

Li Zhanting frowned slightly and immediately pushed Shen Yanran away from him. "See? What did I tell you? You're not listening."

While scolding Shen Yanran for her carelessness, he carefully covered her with the blanket again, and then turned the air conditioner temperature up considerably.

Shen Yanran watched him busily taking care of her, hiding under the covers with satisfaction, but she was also worried about his health. "You should take off your wet clothes soon."

Li Zhanting nodded, took off his shirt, tossed it onto the sofa, then turned and walked to the bedside, leaning slightly to meet Shen Yan's gaze.

The man's warm breath lightly brushed against Shen Yanran's face, and her heart suddenly tightened. "What's wrong?"

Li Zhanting reached out and stroked her hair, kissed her forehead, and then said with certainty, "Yes, you don't have a fever."

After confirming that Shen Yanran was alright, Li Zhanting slowly got up, took off his last pair of trousers, and prepared to take a shower.

This was the first time in Shen Yanran's life that she had seen a man dressed like this; it was incredibly exciting.

When Li Zhanting looked up, he saw Shen Yanran staring intently at him. He suddenly asked very seriously, "Do you want to shower with me?"

Shen Yanran's heart skipped a beat, then she quickly rolled over, pulled the blanket up, buried her head in the blanket, and said in a muffled voice, "I've already washed, you can wash yourself."

Li Zhanting looked at the slightly bulging mass under the blanket, smiled indulgently, said nothing, and went straight into the bathroom to turn on the tap.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Shen Yanran's mind seemed to be out of control, and she couldn't help but start fantasizing about what the man looked like while taking a shower in the bathroom.

Clear, soothing water gently slid over the man's head, then over his shoulders, his waist, and so on...

No... I can't think about it anymore!

What a shame!

Shen Yanran thought to herself that she couldn't think about it anymore, but a suspicious blush appeared on her face.

Touching her increasingly hot cheeks, Shen Yanran took several deep breaths, constantly telling herself to sleep, to sleep, otherwise she wouldn't be able to get a good night's sleep.

Perhaps because she had slept before the thunder, she wasn't sleepy at all, and her mind was exceptionally clear.

She could clearly sense that there was no sound coming from the bathroom.

Then a dent appeared behind her, and then a corner of the blanket was lifted, instantly filling the entire bed with a fresh, post-shower fragrance.

Then her whole body was tightly embraced by the man.

Shen Yanran seemed to forget to breathe for a moment, not daring to move easily, but her heart was beating very fast.

"Wife..." Li Zhanting held the woman and asked in a low voice, "Are you asleep?"

Although Shen Yanran had her back to Li Zhanting, her entire body still felt unusually hot.

Shen Yanran shifted in her seat, pretending to be asleep, and murmured, "I'm asleep..."

"Heh..." Li Zhanting chuckled softly, "You're asleep, yet you're still talking to me. Are you even dreaming about me?"

I'm really exasperated by this man. He knew she wasn't asleep, yet he still asked that question on purpose.

Suddenly, thunder rumbled outside the window again.

Startled, Shen Yanran trembled all over and quickly turned around to hug the man back, pressing her head against his chest, seeking the most reassuring place to lean on.

Li Zhanting felt her body trembling, tightened his arms slightly, held the woman in his arms even tighter, lowered his head to kiss her soft hair, and said gently, "I'm here, don't be afraid."

Shen Yanran buried her head deeply in Li Zhanting's arms, listening to the man's strong and powerful heartbeat, and the fear deep in her heart seemed to disappear in that instant.

Slowly, she relaxed her body until she could hear steady breathing. Once he was sure she wouldn't be frightened by the thunder anymore, Li Zhanting slowly closed his eyes and held her as they fell asleep.

It was the next day in a blink of an eye.

Shen Yanran rarely gets a good night's sleep during thunderstorms. She lingered in bed for a while before slowly getting up.

The bathroom door opened just then, and Li Zhanting walked out, wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist and covered in steam.

This wasn't the first time Shen Yanran had seen such a strong and fit man's body, but she still couldn't help blushing.

When Li Zhanting came out, he had already noticed her gaze. His lips curled slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Shen Yanran saw that Li Zhanting's hair was still dripping wet, and the water dripped onto the towel at his waist and disappeared.

She felt that what he was doing was really unfair; when a man gets sexy, it seems like women really don't stand a chance...

Shen Yanran felt she couldn't let him "bewitch" her any longer; she needed to hurry up and wash up, as she had important things to do today.

She hurriedly got out of bed, but she didn't expect that getting up too quickly would make her dizzy, and she would collapse.

Fortunately, Li Zhanting reacted quickly and caught Shen Yanran, but he couldn't help but scold her with heartache, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I..." Shen Yanran opened her mouth, wanting to get up, but just found a support point at random.

However, as she stood up, the towel wrapped around Li Zhanting's waist fell down, and Shen Yanran subconsciously lowered her head...

And so, Li Zhanting's proudest feature was laid bare before Shen Yanran.

The scene became somewhat awkward for a moment.

Shen Yanran, in particular, covered her eyes in bewilderment and said nervously, "You...you...you pick it up quickly!"

Li Zhanting hadn't expected things to turn out this way either, but compared to Shen Yanran's nervousness, he seemed completely unconcerned, and in fact, he took another step closer to her.

Li Zhanting lowered his head slightly, leaned close to Shen Yanran's ear, his warm breath teasing her earlobe, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth as he said, "So what's your rush? You're just eager to see my... 'brother'."

"No, that's not true!" Shen Yanran blurted out shyly, then pushed away the man in front of her and hurriedly hid in the bathroom.

Li Zhanting raised his handsome eyebrows with amusement before getting up to change his clothes in the closet.

Shen Yanran hid in the bathroom, but her heart was still pounding nervously. She only breathed a sigh of relief and started taking a shower after she was sure that Li Zhanting wouldn't bring his "brother" in.

Shen Yanran thought Li Zhanting had already left, but to her surprise, when she came out, she saw the man sitting on the sofa next to her, looking at the magazine in his hand with great interest.

Upon hearing the sound, Li Zhanting put down the magazine in his hand and walked towards Shen Yanran.

While Shen Yanran was still in a daze, he pulled her to the dressing mirror, took out a hair dryer from the drawer, and gently began to dry her hair. "Why didn't you dry your hair before coming out? What if you catch a cold?"

Shen Yanran felt the man's gentle fingers running through her hair, a feeling that was both comfortable and heartwarming. She tilted her head back and looked into the man's dark eyes: "You didn't dry yourself off before you came out."

Li Zhanting didn't stop what he was doing, he just straightened the little head that was moving around in his hands, "I'm a man, and my hair is short, it dries quickly with a wipe, you're different."

“Indeed, short hair is much more convenient. I’ll go to the hair salon to get it cut when I have time.” Shen Yanran nodded in agreement.

Li Zhanting stroked Shen Yanran's increasingly fluffy and soft hair, saying with some affection, "No, no one is allowed to touch your hair without my permission."

Shen Yan was both amused and exasperated. "Do you have to be so domineering? Can't I even make decisions about my own hair?"

"No."

"why?"

“Because…” Li Zhanting put down the hairdryer, then gently wrapped his arms around her from behind and whispered, “Because I like the way you look with long hair, it’s beautiful.”

Shen Yanran felt his warm breath brush against her ear as he spoke, and a happy smile curved her lips. "Okay, your reason is valid."

"Hmm, that's a good girl." Li Zhanting kissed the top of Shen Yanran's head with satisfaction, then asked in a low voice, "What are your plans for today?"