"Miss, just come with me. There's a suite reserved just for you, and I guarantee no one will bother you."
Su Ping was quite satisfied with the first half of the sentence, but what was with the second half?
What do you mean by "no one is bothering them"?
"It's so hot..."
Dissatisfied, Song Qi bent down and buried his head in Su Ping's neck, rubbing against it gently, as if that would make him feel a little better.
However, the humming sound he unconsciously made made Su Ping die of embarrassment in front of everyone.
"Let's go, let's go!"
Su Ping was afraid that he would make an even bigger commotion later, so she hurriedly urged the manager who was already stunned to the side.
Upon hearing this, the manager quickly looked away and gestured to the person next to him to get the suite key.
As she approached the elevator, she saw Su Ping helping Song Qi walk towards her with difficulty. With some concern, she asked, "Miss, do you need my help?"
At this rate, she was afraid the boy would lose control right there in the elevator.
Su Ping wanted to let go, but after Song Qi fell into a coma, he held her tightly and wouldn't let anyone else touch her.
"No need, he's a bit shy. You can just hold the elevator door for me."
They're almost kissing, why are they still shy?
Although the manager didn't understand, he still respectfully went over and pressed the button to open the elevator door.
Su Ping felt as if she were being pressed against by a fireball, struggling to move towards the elevator.
Just a few steps away from the elevator door, Song Qi suddenly found a comfortable position on her body without realizing it, and his lips lightly brushed against her neck.
It tickled her neck, and since she was already weak, his movement almost caused them both to fall to the ground.
"Behave yourself!"
Finally, she got so annoyed that she slapped Song Qi on the head.
Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, Song Qi slightly lifted his eyelids to glance at Su Ping, seemingly regaining consciousness briefly.
Then I obediently moved a little further away from her neck, but I still felt extremely uncomfortable; my fair skin had turned a faint pink.
She looked more like a timid, submissive wife who had been wronged but dared not utter a word.
Everyone kept their eyes down and their minds focused, no one daring to breathe too loudly.
Wasn't it said that the young lady had a crush on the young master of the Xu family and wouldn't marry anyone else? How come she's now playing around with a young boy so openly, in public...
Well, it's true that young people know how to have fun.
Seeing that he had behaved himself, Su Ping mustered her courage and finally managed to get into the elevator.
After taking the room key, the manager quickly pressed the elevator button. Hearing the panting behind him, he wished he were deaf.
"Young Miss, we're almost there, please bear with us a little longer."
After saying that, he coughed awkwardly and continued, "Don't worry, the hotel's surveillance cameras were broken tonight, we didn't see anything, and we won't tell President Su."
After saying all this, the manager breathed a long sigh of relief. "That should be enough, right?"
As long as my little darling doesn't get angry, anything is fine!
Song Qi's consciousness gradually blurred. At first, he was still able to clearly know what he was doing, but gradually, he found that his mind was becoming more and more unclear.
He just wanted to be closer to the person next to him, even closer...
When Su Ping realized that he had placed his hand on his face, he froze and turned his head to look at him in disbelief.
She discovered that Song Qi, who had been keeping his eyes closed, had woken up at some point and was now looking at her with a dazed expression.
His eyes were red and wet from the pain, making him look like a puppy that had been bullied and was on the verge of exploding.
"It's so hot, I feel so uncomfortable..."
Feeling the heat on his face subside somewhat, Song Qi exhaled a breath of warm air and tightened his grip on her hand.
It's like the last straw a drowning person grasps at.
Not enough, still not enough...
It seems that other parts of my body are hotter than my face; I wish there was some relief.
Can this method provide relief?
After the thought popped into his head, Song Qi almost subconsciously, without any hesitation, took Su Ping's hand and slowly pulled it away from his cheek, tracing it down his neck, past his Adam's apple and collarbone, little by little.
Su Ping suddenly had a bad feeling. Could it be that he was thinking of...?
It wasn't until Song Qi grabbed her hand and placed it on his waist that Su Ping knew her guess was correct.
Through his clothes, she could feel his hard, burning abs, which made her instinctively want to shake off his hand.
He's completely insane; he doesn't care that we're still in the elevator, or that there are other people around, he just wants to...
Hearing the noise behind him, the manager unconsciously began to conjure up images that were inappropriate for children.
No way, they wouldn't actually be unable to resist doing it in the elevator...
Looking at the elevator buttons that were still rising, she realized for the first time that having too many floors in the hotel wasn't a good thing.
Feeling the soft fingertips brush against his abdomen, Song Qi's back shuddered and he let out a heavy breath.
Then he leaned against Su Ping and stopped moving.
Su Ping, who was about to shake off the grip, froze for a second and looked down in disbelief.
Are novels and TV dramas all lies? Is he really that fast?
But before she could see clearly, Song Qi seemed to have recovered and took Su Ping's hand again, slowly moving it downwards.
"stop!"
Su Ping realized that he was serious and was immediately startled. Without thinking, she used her elbow to push Song Qi away.
"Hmm..."
Song Qi bumped into the elevator wall, his eyes immediately reddening with grievance, looking at Su Ping like a little animal.
It was as if she were the heartless mother beast who abandoned him.
Su Ping was so angry she was speechless. This man hadn't acted like this when he forcefully grabbed her hand just now. How come he suddenly acted like he was the one being bullied?
The manager had already managed to get himself close to the elevator door, and upon hearing the noise behind him, he wished he could transform into a superhuman and pry open the elevator door to rush out.
Although she had worked at the hotel for so long, this was the first time she had encountered something so intense, especially from her own young mistress…
With a "ding," the elevator doors opened in front of her.
The sound of the door opening was like a sacred chant rescuing her from dire straits. The manager wiped the sweat from her forehead and hurried out.
She didn't even dare to turn around, afraid of accidentally disturbing the young lady's mood.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, Su Ping was about to step out when she noticed Song Qi still leaning there, looking at her with a pained expression.
It seems I really do owe him something. What's going on tonight?
Su Ping sighed and held out her hand to him: "Alright, we've arrived. Let's go out."
Song Qi could no longer hear what she was saying; he only vaguely saw her reach out her hand to him.
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