Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Miss, Stop Teasing Me

Ji Siyun turned around in disbelief. Song Youning was holding an umbrella, with her head slightly tilted back, and her round almond eyes blinked at him.

Snowflakes fell on the hem of her dark dress, flickering in the light of the street lights, like stars scattered all over her body.

The world suddenly became unusually quiet, and the only sound in Ji Siyun's ears was the rustling of snow hitting the umbrella.

"Why aren't you talking?" Song Youning stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him. "You're not really planning on riding back in this heavy snow, are you?"

Ji Siyun held the little hand that was waving in front of him, and the next second his expression was stunned: "Why are your hands so cold?"

"Huh?" Song Youning didn't expect his attention to be focused on this, so she answered honestly, "I was planning to go in and wait for you to get off work, but the snow was getting heavier, so I went to buy an umbrella."

She shuddered: "Hiss, it's really cold today."

Ji Siyun immediately took the umbrella from her hand and put her hand into his pocket with his big hand, "Will this be better?"

He was not afraid of the cold and would only wear a shirt under his coat even in the coldest weather. Song Youning could feel his hot abdominal muscles through the thin fabric in the pocket of his down jacket.

Song Youning's eyes lit up instantly.

The cold little hand touched his lower abdomen without any hesitation through two layers of thin cloth. While trying to keep warm, she also quietly reached out and pressed it - well, it felt good.

Ji Siyun shivered, but not because of the cold.

He lowered his head, and the lower half of Song Youning's face was buried in the fur collar of his down jacket, revealing a pair of almond-shaped eyes with curved corners, flashing a cunning light when doing something bad.

The earlobes quickly turned red. Ji Siyun lowered his eyes, his long, dark eyelashes trembling slightly. His voice was hoarse, and he whispered to Song Youning, "Miss, do you want to put that hand in too?"

Song Youning was not the kind of person who would be pretentious. She held the mentality of "If you don't take advantage of an opportunity, you're a fool." She raised her head and raised the corners of her lips towards Ji Siyun, with a shallow dimple on her face, smiling sweetly.

"OK."

Another cold hand also came in. Song Youning was not honest at all. He touched Ji Siyun's thin abdominal muscles, absorbing warmth while taking advantage of him.

Ji Siyun's usually pale face turned red as if blood was about to drip out. He held an umbrella in one hand and put the other hand behind Song Youning's waist, pulling her into his arms.

From a distance, they look like a pair of lovers hugging each other in the snow.

Song Youning noticed Ji Siyun's little action of hugging her, but she touched him and he hugged her, it was fair.

When her hands gradually warmed up, Song Youning raised her head in Ji Siyun's arms. He seemed to have been staring at her. As soon as she raised her head, her eyes met his.

The young man's pretty face flushed red, his dark eyes sparkling with water. Although he was shy, he stared at her without blinking. He pursed his bright red lips and asked her in a hoarse voice, "Miss, are you satisfied?"

Song Youning's eyes turned, "I'm not sure, let me feel it carefully again."

The hand still in his pocket deliberately reached out to his lower abdomen again, and her soft palm slowly stroked it through the fabric.

"Hmm..." Ji Siyun groaned, and his already disordered breathing became even more rapid.

It was impossible for her to be shy. Song Youning was not really a twenty-year-old girl. Since Ji Siyun had taken the initiative to invite her, she would certainly not be polite.

Her hands carefully traced the shape of Ji Siyun's abdominal muscles. She opened her clear almond eyes and looked at Ji Siyun's breathing lightly, smiling sweetly and innocently.

"Ah, why are you panting so hard?"

The hand hidden in the clothes became more and more excessive, pinching here, pressing there, and the nimble fingers slid across the skin through the fabric, gradually moving downwards...

Ji Siyun bent down and buried his head in her shoulder.

The sound of panting rang in Song Youning's ears. Ji Siyun's voice was low and hoarse, and his tone was trembling.

"Miss... stop teasing me..."

The coquettish tone reminded Song Youning of the puppy in her dream. She reached out her hand, rubbed the young man's head, and said mercifully, "Okay, I'll let you go."

She waited patiently for Ji Siyun's breathing to subside before she said, "Ji Siyun, let's go home."

The young man maintained his posture, his face still buried in her neck, holding her tightly, "Well, let's go home."

As he spoke, his hot breath blew on her neck. Song Youning only endured it for three seconds before pushing him away with her hand.

"Get up now!"

It was not until she began to resist that Ji Siyun reluctantly let go of her hand and stood up. Song Youning glared at him, and he also had an expression that said he would dare to do it again next time.

Song Youning looked at Ji Siyun's blushing face, and couldn't tell who had taken advantage of whom just now.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Song Youning shivered again. She quickly put her hands, which had just been warmed up, into her pockets. She shrank her neck and said to Ji Siyun.

"Let's go, let's go home."

Song Youning went back and drove over again, parking in a nearby parking lot. She had to walk over first. The streets were a bit slippery after the snow, so she walked carefully in her small boots.

"Miss, let me carry you." Seeing that she was walking with difficulty, Ji Siyun stood in front of her and bent down.

Having slipped twice just now, Song Youning did not hesitate. She hugged Ji Siyun's neck with both hands and lay on his back.

Ji Siyun carried her firmly on his back and walked slowly towards the parking lot. Song Youning leaned on his shoulder, watching the heavy snow falling outside the umbrella.

The Christmas decorations on the roadside were sparkling with colorful colors, and the world seemed to be divided by the umbrella. Outside the umbrella was a festive atmosphere, and inside the umbrella only the intertwined breathing of the two of them could be heard.

She leaned close to his ear and spoke to him.

"Jisyun, tonight is Christmas Eve."

Ji Siyun turned his head slightly, and Song Youning's delicate little face was close to him, her fragrance filled the small world made of this umbrella.

"Yes, it's Christmas Eve." Ji Siyun repeated her words.

Song Youning's eyes became serious, and she said to Ji Siyun solemnly: "Ji Siyun, the best gift for Christmas Eve is peace."

"I hope you will be safe every year."

Under the dim light, Ji Siyun's pupils trembled in the darkness. He pursed his lips, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his heart beat so hard that it hurt.

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On the first class on Monday after Christmas, only Song Youning, who did not go out for the holiday, was in the best spirits. The professor looked at the lifeless classroom and for the first time took out the attendance book and started to call the roll.

"Zheng Feng."

"arrive."

"He Anqi."

"arrive."

"Li Tian."

No one answered, so the professor pushed his glasses up and called out again, "Li Tian?"

The person sitting in the back row behind Ji Siyun raised his hand: "Teacher, Li Tian is on sick leave."

The professor nodded, ticked the name on the list, and continued reading.

There was a chatter coming from the back row.

"Why did Li Tian suddenly call in sick?"

"Don't mention it. He was beaten and hospitalized yesterday."

Ji Siyun stopped writing.

"Ah? You were beaten? What happened?"

"It's not..." The person in the back row paused, looked forward at Song Youning who was lying on the table, and lowered his voice a little: "I don't know why the Song family is targeting Li Tian's father's company. Yesterday, Li Tian was scolded by his father. He was unhappy and asked us to go to the bar together. He had a few words with someone inside, but he didn't expect that the other party took advantage of their number and beat him up."

"Just because of a few arguments? How come nothing happened to you?"

"It's strange, that group of people just rushed towards Li Tian and didn't even look at us."

"Has the person been arrested?"

"Not to mention, those guys were all minors who had just been released from juvenile detention. Li Tian had two ribs broken by them, and their parents collected over 20,000 yuan in compensation from the police station, and after giving them a verbal warning, they let the matter go..."

The pen in Ji Siyun's hand left a large ink stain on the book. He turned his head to look at Song Youning, his eyes filled with both inquiry and self-doubt about his own ideas.

She still had that lazy look on her face, as if she didn't want to listen to the lecture. She supported her chin with one hand and quietly swiped her cell phone hidden under the book with the other.

Noticing Ji Siyun's gaze, she raised her eyebrows, as if asking him what he was looking at?

Ji Siyun didn't say anything, but silently observed her expression.

He and Song Youning could clearly hear the conversation of the two people behind them from where they were sitting. At this moment, her expression was calm and natural, without any problem at all.

But in my mind, I remembered what she said last time I came out of the dean's office.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

"Your mistake was that you shouldn't have taken action in front of so many people."

Ji Siyun stared at Song Youning, and she looked back at him with calm eyes. However, Ji Siyun saw through the calm surface and saw the indifference and sharpness hidden deep inside.

I don't know why I was targeted and ordered to pay more than 20,000 yuan in compensation.

It seems that the eldest lady knew that he didn't get the scholarship because of Li Tian.

Song Youning waved his hand at Ji Siyun, "What are you thinking about?"

"nothing."

A smile appeared on his gloomy face, and Ji Siyun's tone became cheerful: "I just thought of some happy things."

Song Youning thought he was referring to the beating of Li Tian. He curled his lips and turned his gaze back to his novel. He said, "Well, he deserves it."

If the scholarship of more than 20,000 yuan was given to Ji Siyun, it might have been his first pot of gold to make a fortune and influence her to return to the real world. She was already merciful enough by not killing Li Tian.

Song Youning has always claimed that she is a good citizen who abides by the law, but in the final analysis, she is not a good person because she can fight to the end in the Song family, which is like a poisonous insect.

Can't be a good person either.

The news that Li Tian was beaten by a group of minors quickly spread throughout the college and he became a laughing stock.

Ji Siyun was busy with his part-time job and only heard about it from his classmates in the back row on the first day, but never paid any attention to this matter again.

Today is a special day. He told the store manager in advance that he would leave work early. As soon as his colleagues arrived to relieve his shift, he couldn't wait to change his clothes, grab his things and leave work.

Reaching into the bag to confirm again that the things were still there, Ji Siyun walked on the road with his head down. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but a smile of anticipation appeared on his face.

“Ding ding.”

A car horn honked nearby. Ji Siyun looked sideways and saw a brand new red sports car parked on the side of the road. The window was rolled down, revealing first a pair of familiar almond eyes, then plump pink lips.

Song Youning held the steering wheel with one hand and whistled at him. Under the surprised gazes of passersby, he nonchalantly called to him, "Brother, do you want a ride?"

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Han Jingxi had just taken over the company in his senior year and was under great pressure. He worked overtime late at night and went to the only convenience store downstairs that was still open to buy coffee.

The clerk is a part-time college student. He is thin and tall, and his cheap plastic black-framed glasses can't hide his delicate eyebrows.

He took the initiative to chat with her, and when he bent over, his skirt rose up, revealing a white and slender waist.

This isn't the first time they've met.

The last time was at a funding conference. She was the sponsor and he was the poor student being sponsored. When he presented her with flowers, his slender fingers seemed to accidentally hook across her palm.

Later, there was a heavy rain, and he was soaked all over. He was holding an old textbook that was soaked by the rain and "happened" to bump into her commercial vehicle.

He pitifully asked her if she could give him a ride.

He thought she didn't know who he was.

Jiang Hengzhou - the illegitimate "younger brother" of her nominal childhood sweetheart

Han Jingxi watched him deliberately approach her, clumsily and immaturely seducing her, trying to take revenge on his father and brother in this way.

She thought, young and beautiful boy, play this game with him

But I didn't expect that I would be the one to be entertained in the end.

He suddenly disappeared, leaving her only a breakup text message - "It's just a joke, Miss Han, you won't take it seriously, right?"

Han Jingxi stood at the entrance of the amusement park late at night and read the message. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

Interesting, did he think she was someone he could mess with?

Four years later

On the eve of Han Jingxi's engagement, the emerging painter Chu Ze returned to China for his first exhibition, and Han Jingxi was invited to participate in the exhibition.

The young painter had handsome features, delicate and bold to the point of being impeccable, and he shook hands with her with a bit of force.

Han Jingxi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Teacher Chu?"

The man, dressed in a suit and tie, looked high-spirited, his handsome features raised. "I heard that Mr. Han and his childhood sweetheart, fiancé, are very close."

Han Jingxi thought for a moment and smiled: "We're getting engaged tomorrow, so I'm not really my fiancé yet."

Chu Ze held her hand tightly, drawing circles on her palm with his fingers. He lowered his head and asked her softly, "So, do you want to go out tonight?"

Four years ago, Jiang Hengzhou deliberately seduced her and tried to destroy her "relationship" with her "boyfriend"

Four years later, Chu Ze thought she was getting engaged and came to interfere with her "marriage" with her "fiancé"

They are all the same person

He thought he was a hunter, but in fact he had never escaped from Han Jingxi's clutches.