Chapter 70 Chapter 70 Don't abandon me again

Living one meal a day and skipping meals is really bad for your health. Song Youning feels that he should pay attention to sustainable development in the future.

You can't be so unrestrained anymore.

Don’t be easily seduced by that vixen Ji Siyun!

She rubbed her waist and sat down on the bed in the lounge, cursing Ji Siyun in her heart.

Where on earth did he get so much energy! If Song's mother hadn't pulled her out of bed this morning, she wouldn't even want to come to the company.

Dog! Ji Siyun is a dog!

But in the end—

Song Youning covered her face and lay back. Actually, Ji Siyun couldn't be blamed entirely for this.

She had no shortage of suitors and had had several boyfriends on and off, but the older she got, the more bored she found those who approached her.

Before she traveled through the book, she hadn't been in love for a long time, so meeting a perfect match like Ji Siyun was like dry wood meeting fire.

A little indulgent.

The system has been particularly quiet recently. Song Youning ignored it when she talked to it. It was of no use anyway, so she was happy to have some peace and quiet.

Song Youning felt exhausted all over and yawned. He lay on his side in bed, his eyelids gradually becoming heavy and his consciousness gradually sank into darkness.

When Ji Siyun came in, the curtains in the lounge were drawn tightly, making the room airtight. The scent of jasmine tea on her body wafted into his nose the moment he opened the door.

He had mild night blindness and had difficulty seeing in the dark, but he could clearly see where she was.

Ji Siyun quietly went to sit down beside her bed.

Her long black hair was spread out on the pillow, her eyes were tightly closed, and even in her deep sleep she couldn't wipe away the fatigue between her brows.

Ji Siyun reached out his hand and gently touched her slightly furrowed brow, trying to smooth out the wrinkles.

As if she felt his movements, she turned over in her sleep with her back to him, mumbling: "Ji Siyun... stop making trouble..."

She lay on her side, her black hair hanging down behind her head, her snow-white neck looking slender and fragile, her back facing him defenselessly.

The rough palm was hanging on the back of her neck. Ji Siyun's eyes darkened, the white was a little dazzling, and his Adam's apple moved.

He wanted to kiss her and leave traces of himself on every part of her body.

He swallowed, slowly lay down, pressed his broad, warm chest tightly against her back, and hugged her from behind.

Song Youning pulled his arm under her pillow in a half-asleep state, and Ji Siyun put his other arm around her waist and held her in his arms.

Her shallow breath hit his wrist. Ji Siyun lowered his head slightly and took a deep breath of the fragrance on her neck. Unable to hold back his restless desire, he pressed his cool lips against the back of her neck.

Very light, like a kitten's tentative kiss.

He didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and only tasted it briefly. The body in his arms was soft and fragrant, and her unique fragrance made him feel extremely at ease.

His neat jaw rested against her hair, and only when she was sleeping soundly did Ji Siyun dare to confess his love to her.

"Miss, I like you so much."

The look in his eyes as he looked at her was filled with an indescribable sadness, as if carrying countless unspeakable heavy memories and pains, and his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

"Don't abandon me again, please."

Song Youning was awakened by hunger.

Her empty stomach protested to her, and Song Youning slowly opened her eyes, her gaze falling on the familiar face next to her.

Ji Siyun had gotten on her bed without her knowing when, with his eyes closed and his eyelashes trembling slightly.

After a good sleep, most parts of the body felt much better, but the waist and legs were still very sore. Seeing the culprit sleeping so soundly, Song Youning became furious and reached out to twist his waist.

Her waist felt like it was bitten by an ant, and it was itchy and numb at the same time. Ji Siyun was sleepy and his hand slid across her lower back, massaging it gently.

There was a smile on her red lips, and her warm palms were placed on her waist, gently kneading from the waist to the sides.

Ji Siyun's voice was still sleepy, and he asked her softly, "Does it hurt here? How hard was it?"

Song Youning frowned and glared at him, her pretty features looked even more three-dimensional, and her face was filled with anger.

"How dare you say that." She pouted, her soft hands clenched into fists and punched his chest, her almond-shaped eyes full of accusations: "What were you doing last night?"

She looked a little aggrieved: "I'm almost falling apart!"

The waist of the man in his hand was so slender that it seemed as if it could not be held in one hand. Ji Siyun bit his lip and drooped his eyelashes.

When he saw the men in her box last night, his heart felt like it had been pierced by something and soaked in vinegar, painful and sour.

This time it was Assistant Director Fang who happened to hear it, so he was able to rush over in time, but what about next time?

She was like a cloud that could float away at any time. Ji Siyun felt more and more insecure, and the slightest disturbance was enough to drive him crazy.

Only when she was in his arms, he heard her voice, smelled her scent, and felt her warmth, did he have a sense of reality that "this is not a dream."

He was so afraid that she would leave him that he failed to control himself last night and made her uncomfortable.

His heart seemed to have fallen from a high altitude and shattered into pieces, his eyes were full of guilt, his red lips were slightly parted, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"I'm sorry, I won't do that again."

Ji Siyun seemed to be the only one who could say this, and he didn't care whether the fault was his or not. As long as Song Youning blamed him, he would silently accept it.

Only in front of her did he seem so easy to bully.

The young man's humble and submissive look softened Song Youning's heart, and she, who had always been so self-righteous, felt a little embarrassed.

This matter...is not entirely his problem.

Who told her to be obsessed with beauty and lack self-control?

It's also this body's fault. I don't know if it's because her soul as a book transmigrator isn't compatible with the body or what, but her sense of pain is very weak, but her other senses are fine, so she indulges herself without any scruples.

There is no pain, but symptoms of physical discomfort are unavoidable.

Song Youning pursed her lips in a pretentious manner and said, "Forget it, I won't bother with you."

"Be more careful next time."

Ji Siyun thought that she would take this opportunity to ask him to stay away from her for a while, and was thinking about how to act pitiful to make her soften her heart, but he didn't expect that she didn't even mention a word about asking him to stay away.

The dark eyes looked up at her with a hint of surprise, and the sparkling black pupils looked like a happy puppy.

"Really? Miss, you're not mad at me?"

Song Youning was speechless - was she so stingy?

She was silent, staring at him with complicated eyes.

Ji Siyun grabbed her wrist in disbelief and guided her hand to slap her face.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

The crisp slapping sound made Song Youning open her eyes wide. Ji Siyun was really cruel to her. Her palms were slightly numb.

The skin on his cheek felt slightly cool beneath my palm, and the cold white skin quickly turned pink.

Ji Siyun laughed.

His slightly gloomy eyebrows were very beautiful. Looking at her at this moment, endless smiles spread in his eyes. His usually deep eyes unexpectedly became clear and bright, clean and pure.

Full of devout love for her.

He smiled foolishly and whispered, "I'm not dreaming."

Song Youning's heart skipped a beat. She pinched his cheek with a little force and said in a disgusted tone, "Ji Siyun, you're smiling so foolishly."

Her ears turned red.

Then, Ji Siyun's face pressed down, their noses touched, and their breaths intertwined.

The breath was hot, Song Youning's heart beat faster, she raised her eyes slightly and met his deep gaze.

The tip of his nose rubbed against hers gently, and the young man's eyes were hot, and his dark gaze stared at her with an unspoken desire.

"Miss." Ji Siyun's Adam's apple quickly dropped, and his voice sounded like a pitiful plea.

"I want to kiss you, can I?"

Song Youning raised his eyebrows slightly, patted his face, and spoke with a surprised smile.

"Jisyun, when did you become so polite?"

Of course it was because I went too far last night and I was afraid that continuing to be so presumptuous would make her angry.

Ji Siyun's sticky kisses fell on her cheeks, and he restrained himself from kissing her soft lips. He was like a puppy, kissing her face randomly, and his voice was sticky.

"Is that okay, Miss?"

Song Youning held his cheek, the young man bit his lip, his dark eyes staring at her lips.

The lips that looked very soft curled up beautifully. Song Youning tilted his head back and took the initiative to kiss her.

Her breathing was disordered, but Ji Siyun kept his eyes open, as if he wanted to carve every aspect of her into his bones.

The sticky lips and tongues rubbed and entangled with each other, and the feeling of bone-softening and soul-devouring spread along the spine. Song Youning's whole body felt weak and he had no strength in his limbs.

She suddenly remembered that her waist was still sore!

Song Youning put his palm on his chest and pushed him away. Ji Siyun blinked, his beautiful lips were moist and soft, slightly opened and exhaled.

He wanted to get closer to her, but was pushed away by Song Youning.

Ji Siyun felt a little aggrieved, his wet eyes filled with tears.

"Miss?"

Song Youning closed her eyes tightly, bit her lip and said, "My waist still hurts."

For a moment, the room was so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard. Song Youning felt a little embarrassed and wanted to escape, but he grabbed his waist and pulled her back.

She tutted, her eyes wide, "I already told you I'm not feeling well..."

Ji Siyun lowered his head and kissed her, his soft lips holding her lip beads, his voice vague.

"Just kissing, nothing else."

Their noses touched, their slightly rapid breathing intertwined, and Song Youning took the initiative to climb onto his neck and closed his eyes.

Ji Siyun got off work early, a rare occasion, and went shopping with Song Youning at the mall.

The person who hid behind her when entering a high-end luxury brand store a few years ago has now transformed from being at a loss and timid to being calm and composed now.

He was of superior height, and his shirt and trousers were buttoned meticulously to the top, revealing his noble aura.

There is no woman who doesn't like shopping. Song Youning walked in front of him, her black hair swaying slightly with her brisk steps.

Ji Siyun was carrying her bag, her slim figure was reflected in his dark pupils, his thin lips were slightly curved, and he followed her slowly.

The two of them were both outstandingly good-looking, and they were already eye-catching. The beautiful woman walked briskly in front, and the young man behind her was smiling, his dark eyes looking at her with tenderness, and love was about to overflow.

Such a sweet atmosphere is like being in an idol drama, making passers-by unable to help but look sideways.

Ji Siyun enjoyed those envious looks and thought meanly -

They must have looked like a couple.

After get off work, we go shopping, eat, watch movies together, and then go home together.

The gentle and affectionate look he cast on Song Youning's back became deeper. He suddenly walked quickly forward to her side, put his arm around her waist, and swept his sharp eyes over those men who just looked at her a few more times.

Ji Siyun pursed his lips and glanced at the unaware Song Youning.

She doesn't seem to know how popular she is.

He should have hidden her from everyone.