☆、Fan 59: Carve Moderation and Restraint into Your Forehead (Qiao Yipian)

When Qiao Yi met Huo Ling, he had already been subjected to private torture. It's easy to understand why neither Song Libai nor Fu Chenyan would let him off easily.

"Slap!" Despite the injuries on his face, Qiao Yi still slapped him without hesitation.

Huo Ling licked the blood from the corner of her lips, but still wore a cold smile on her face. "You're here, sister."

Song Libai put his arm around her waist and helped her up.

Huo Ling saw the man's large hand around her waist and suddenly chuckled deeply, "Sister, you taste so wonderful, your figure is so good, you need two hands to hold it, and your beautiful legs are wrapped around my waist..."

Song Libai kicked him in the groin, and his face turned pale instantly, but he didn't stop babbling, "I really like passionate and open-minded older sisters. I wonder if Mr. Song has ever experienced this."

Qiao Yi was almost unable to suppress her anger, which was a blatant insult and slander.

"Huo Ling, shut up!" Her eyes widened in anger, her chest heaving with rage.

Huo Ling looked her over and said with a smile, "I won't tell you, this is a secret between my sister and me."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Song Libai patted her on the back, trying to soothe her emotions.

Once she calmed down, she looked at Song Libai and said, word by word, "If you don't want your mouth anymore, then don't have it."

Song Libai smiled and said something to his subordinates, gesturing for Qiao Yi to sit down.

Qiao Yi looked at Huo Ling with amusement, "You really deserve to die, Huo Ling."

Huo Ling didn't speak, but a smile remained on her lips.

Qiao Yi beckoned to Song Libai with her finger, and only when the man got closer did she reach out and wrap her arms around his neck. "I suddenly feel a bit like performing."

Song Libai simply smiled at her, as if whatever she did was right.

Qiao Yi licked her lips, glanced at Huo Ling, and said, "Let's start with a French kiss, I kind of like it."

Her lips pressed against his, and under Huo Ling's gaze, their lips and tongues intertwined.

They were so close they could hardly bear to part.

The only sounds in the air were the sounds of kissing and Huo Ling's heavy breathing.

"Li Bai is so sweet~" Qiao Yi flicked her hair and rubbed her fingertips against the corner of his lips.

At this moment, she completely holds the dominant position.

Even though Song Libai knew that her talk of "acting desire" was a deliberate attempt to get close to him, he was willing to become her tool.

After a while, she released him, leaned back in her chair with her legs crossed, and looked at the bound man with a leisurely air. She clicked her tongue and said, "You must be very jealous and upset. You met me first, but you didn't get anything."

Her eyes and brows were full of undisguised sarcasm, and she even deliberately gave Song Libai a "pop" on the lips, "You have to watch me and my man date in front of you, how pathetic."

She did it on purpose. Since he's gone mad, she shouldn't blame her for stabbing him in the heart.

"You bitch." Huo Ling didn't know what had hurt him, but he glared at her with a dark look in his eyes.

Qiao Yi raised an eyebrow, completely unconcerned. "Hmm, not the older sister anymore?"

"Bitch."

Qiao Yi tried her best to calm down the obviously angry man next to her, and smiled beautifully and arrogantly, "I'll reward you by letting you curse a few more times, because I won't let you curse later."

Her smile was so bright and cheerful, but the words she spoke made Huo Ling's heart tremble.

He hadn't expected that this woman was also insane.

Not knowing what Song Libai handed her, Qiao Yi fiddled with the medicine bottle in her hand, then got up and moved closer to Huo Ling.

She smiled like a devil, "Open your mouth, here's your reward."

Huo Ling was somewhat afraid, and Qiao Yi turned around and raised an eyebrow at Song Libai, "Help him, he's not very obedient."

Once his men pried open his mouth, Qiao Yi slowly poured the contents in, smiling serenely. "Tsk tsk tsk, why did you provoke me? How dare you mess with me?"

Once the liquid in the bottle had all flowed into his mouth, Qiao Yi shook her head with a smile, "Can't curse anymore, huh? Oh, and by the way, figure out a way to pay me back the money you cheated me out of before. Your stuff in your apartment is mine now."

"You..." Huo Ling stared at her, wanting to speak, but found his throat hoarse and unable to utter a sound.

Qiao Yi tilted her head and smiled innocently, "What do you want to say? I can't say it anymore."

She's a bad woman, she admits it, hehehe.

The subordinates cautiously watched their future mistress, silently praying for Song's well-being.

They are not easy to get along with, nor are they easy to mess with.

"Goodbye forever, hehehe." Qiao Yi was still smiling, but she was clearly getting impatient.

She no longer needs to worry about what happens next; someone else will handle it.

Such dark things were common in their family, and she was already used to them.

She is not a saint; in fact, she lacks empathy even more than the average person.

She doesn't consider herself a good person.

It's cruel, but it's the reality. Why should she let go of those who won't let her go?

Qiao Yi shrugged and glanced at Song Libai with a somewhat indifferent expression, but she was actually a little flustered inside. "See? This is the real me. I'm not a good person."

The man remained silent. She pursed her lips and looked up to meet his smiling eyes.

"why are you laughing?"

Song Libai put his arm around her waist and nuzzled his head against her shoulder. "What a coincidence, I'm not a good person either. We're a perfect match."

Qiao Yi herself didn't realize that her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was slowly calming down, and the corners of her lips were slightly upturned.

She said with a hint of arrogance, "I'm very fierce, Song Libai."

"Yes, Yi Yi is a very good girl."

"If you make me unhappy, I will get revenge on you."

Song Libai bent down and picked her up in a princess carry, kissing her pink lips. "Okay, whatever you say is fine."

"Hmph." Qiao Yi's ears turned slightly red, and she turned her head away, not daring to look him in the eye.

She was no match for the gentle and romantic Song Libai; she could only be a match for the grumpy and fierce Song Libai.

Qiao Yi suddenly frowned and tugged at his sleeve, as if she had just remembered something. "Um, what he said was all a lie. I have never done anything to betray you."

Song Libai smiled slightly and patted her hair. "I know."

How did you know?

“I’ve checked it over and over again.” His voice was teasing.

Qiao Yi recalled her madness after things calmed down, and her cheeks flushed slightly. She glared at him and said, "Write restraint and self-control to your forehead."

“Honey, no man can refuse this request from the woman he loves.”

Qiao Yi tugged at his clothes, looking at him with a hint of arrogance, her eyes full of pride, "Who do you deeply love?"

"Don't you know?" Song Libai glanced at her.

Qiao Yi lowered her head, twisting her fingers, and said sarcastically, "How would they know?"