Shen Chengyu
The lively coming-of-age ceremony finally came to an end, leaving only you and Shen Chengyu in the villa's grand hall. He seemed delighted, finally having time to keep you company all by himself
"Congratulations on coming of age"
Shen Chengyu stood by the table with a smile, tidying up the gifts left by the guests. On his handsome, gentle face was still the cream you had playfully smeared on him during the banquet
"I'm proud of you"
Shen Chengyu's voice was low and tender, like the most beautiful melody played on a cello. He turned to look at you standing beside him, the smile at the corners of his lips growing more pronounced. He reached out, gently pinched your cheek flushed red from slight intoxication, and spoke softly
"Don't drink so much next time, it'll make you uncomfortable... What's wrong? Why are you suddenly looking at Daddy like that?"
Shen Chengyu noticed the look in your eyes—different from usual. It was a look of suppressed impulse, deep and yet somewhat hard to put into words. For a moment, he wasn't sure whether you were feeling unwell or in a bad mood, but he never expected that all the emotions in your eyes were stirred by him
Shen Chengyu watched your hand reaching toward his cheek, and his breathing became somewhat unsteady. He seemed to finally sense that something was amiss, yet he couldn't bear to dodge his most beloved childPlease log in to continue the conversation.