Urban Invincible Medical Divine

This woman was tender as water, a color that stirred the soul, ensuring his world never knew despair.

When he first received the inheritance from Sheng Tianzhan, he thought he would follow in Sheng's footsteps, disregarding the matters of love between men and women, wholly pursuing the ultimate in martial arts. But in the end, he was not Sheng Tianzhan; he was Liu Wentian. He had his own emotions; he was merely an ordinary man.

"Alright, Sister Yueyue, yes, I do want to take advantage of you, and I won't allow any other man to do so. In this world, only I can. Do I make myself clear?" Liu Wentian suddenly said arrogantly, grabbing Li Chuyue's hands with a serious tone.

"Ah! Liu Wentian, you... you..."

Li Chuyue never expected Liu Wentian to suddenly grab her hands and declare such possessive words.

She felt as if her heart had melted, the air seemed sweet, and the whole world was filled with bright and captivating beauty.

Li Chuyue felt she had never been this happy before, but a woman's modesty prevented her from saying, "Then, I'll only let you take advantage of me."

Blushing with embarrassment and annoyance, she said, "What nonsense are you spouting? There are so many people watching, you little pervert. You said it was for work, right? Fine, if you want to shoot, then shoot, but only kissing is allowed, no other funny business!"

"Heh, of course, there aren't just the two of us here, how could I possibly do anything else? If I were to do something else, it'll be when we are alone," Liu Wentian said with a laugh.

Hao Chengkang laughed heartily at their lovey-dovey display, saying, "Hahaha, Brother Liu Wentian, rest assured, I'll find the best photographer right away. You have the potential of a professional male model, way better than Chengkang!!"

Standing aside, Hao Chengkang's mouth twitched as he fought back tears, thinking to himself how his uncle suddenly recognized Liu Wentian's modeling potential, even claiming he was much better than himself. It was outright flattery.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and call the best photographer over here!" Hao Yuntian glared at Hao Chengkang and ordered.

"Yes, Uncle, I'll go right now… no, I mean, I'll call them now," Hao Chengkang said, startled into action.

Located right next to the photography studio, the photography department was not far, and it wasn't long before a tall and thin middle-aged man walked in.

As for Hao Chengkang, he didn't come back. Now, whenever he saw Liu Wentian, he felt a pain in his face, sensing mockery in every glance directed at him. Where would he have the desire to return?

When Hao Yuntian saw the man, he said, "Photographer Yan, come here, let me tell you how to shoot this advertisement."

The photographer named Yan, who had just entered, was a bit confused. The company's behind-the-scenes big boss was actually going to teach him how to shoot an advertisement? It was just a few promotional images, his strong suit. What could a businessman teach him?

Nevertheless, he approached Hao Yuntian respectfully. Hao whispered something in Photographer Yan's ear, and the photographer nodded repeatedly in agreement.

In just a moment, Liu Wentian changed into the same shorts and shoes as Hao Chengkang earlier, baring his torso.

Initially appearing unremarkable, Liu Wentian revealed a well-built physique with clean lines once his shirt was off. Though not exaggerated, there was a symmetrical beauty to his muscles, seemingly full of explosive power. It made Li Chuyue's heart race and her face flush. Even the female assistant nearby had a twinkle in her eye, surprised to see such a figure on this young man.

"How about that, Sister Yueyue, is your husband's body up to par?" Liu Wentian asked with a smug smile.

Li Chuyue reached out to lightly pinch Liu Wentian's waist with her fair, jade-like fingers, and chastised him shyly, "No more cheeky talk."

The two followed the photographer's instructions and stepped onto the set.

"Okay, just like that. Miss Li, embrace Mr. Liu's neck. Don't be shy—hold it tight, yes, just like that, turn to the side, a bit tighter, perfect. Miss Li, gaze at Mr. Liu with deep affection. Only then can we reflect the couple theme. Both of you turn your profile towards the camera, that's it, good. Now Miss Li, go ahead and kiss him," Photographer Yan directed seriously, all the while observing Liu Wentian's expression.

Liu Wentian gave an expression of approval, and Photographer Yan beamed with delight. His boss had said if Liu Wentian was happy, he'd get a raise; it seemed he was doing quite well.

But Li Chuyue's face was so red she looked as though she could bleed, her breathing quickened, her eyes brimming with a seductive charm that set Liu Wentian's heart aflutter.

"You little brat, I wouldn't take the initiative to kiss you. If someone's going to kiss, it should be you kissing me," Chuyue said, blushing.

"Hehe, since Sister Yueyue you've invited me to kiss you, I wouldn't be respectful if I declined," he chuckled.

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Having said that, Wentian leaned in and kissed her.

Soft, faintly sweet, and moist, the sensation made Wentian's heart race, giving him a heady feeling as if he were drunk.

Chuyue had no idea how to respond, merely pressing her closed lips tightly against Wentian's, her body rigid. Wentian could even hear her heart pounding furiously; there was no doubt that this was Chuyue's first kiss.

Wentian smiled, his heart still yearning, but he eventually pulled away from Chuyue's tempting lips, knowing that training must be taken slowly, step by step.

The reason he proposed the photoshoot was suddenly driven by a desire to tell the Human Sect, "This woman is mine," to tell Chuyue, "You are mine."

"The pictures we've taken don't need to be used for any advertising, just create a copy of them for me," Wentian told the strict photographer, his intention not truly about any advertising campaign, nor interested in actually placing the photos of their kiss in a magazine.

The photographer glanced at Hao Yuntian, and seeing him nod, immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Liu, please wait a moment. Give me a minute, and I'll print a copy of the photo for you."

With that, he left.

"You pervert, are you satisfied now? That was my first kiss," Chuyue said indignantly.

She couldn't understand why she had agreed to this pervert's unreasonable demand, absent-mindedly giving away her first kiss, but at this moment, she felt not the slightest regret. Instead, there was a strange feeling that made her want to snuggle up against Wentian.

"Hehe, satisfied, very satisfied. Next time, when it's just the two of us, we'll have a deeper conversation. Sister Yueyue, your kissing skills need some development," Wentian said with a chuckle.

Chuyue frowned and snapped, "I won't let a pervert like you get your way."

Less than a minute passed, and the photographer ran back with a printed photo in hand.

"Mr. Liu, have a look. This is the one we just took; the results are really good. If it were used for advertising, it would definitely be a huge success," the photographer said as he handed the photo to Wentian.

Wentian took the photo.

In the photo, Chuyue's face was flushed a rosy red, her eyes filled with infatuation, affection, and unspeakable joy; Wentian's eyes looked as if they carried a flicker of Crimson Fire, as if he wanted to devour Chuyue whole, filled with a thick, undissolvable fondness.

The two were touching lips, both appearing a bit awkward and stiff, yet seeming to carry an unwavering determination not to part, as if no one could pull them apart.

Anyone looking at this photo would not doubt that the two people in it were a couple.

This couple loved each other deeply—awkwardly, yet as passionately as a blazing flame.

In the photo, Chuyue was simply too beautiful, her charming allure akin to a newly bloomed sacred blossom, nobly and decisively gorgeous, causing Wentian to become somewhat infatuated.

At that moment, a pair of delicate hands snatched the photo away, and Chuyue, holding the photo and blushing, said, "You pervert, stop your wishful thinking; I will keep this copy of the photo."

Watching Chuyue's enchanting demeanor, Wentian just chuckled without trying to take the photo back.

"Silly, what are you laughing at?" Chuyue glared at Wentian, her tone both annoyed and sweet.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"All right, Wentian, since we've wrapped up the advertising shoot, let's leave the company together. I have some things I want to ask you," Chuyue said, biting her lip.