Chapter 24 After the rain, the kiss that cannot be refused falls again. ...
There was a faint aroma of alcohol between Song Jili's lips and teeth, the same taste as the mojito she drank last time.
but……
This concentration is not enough to make him drunk, so why is he so confused?
Said a lot of nonsense.
She felt a pain in her lower lip and gasped.
"BB, focus."
Song Jili looked very focused, and said in a low voice, word by word:
"Kiss me, and pay attention."
His straightforward command was like a fire that set the whole field ablaze.
She felt limp all over, and her hands on his shoulders were powerless.
"Do you like it?"
"Kiss me, do you like it?"
He gave her intensive kisses and kept asking questions.
Chen Cheng couldn't speak and couldn't answer, and he didn't give her a chance to gesture. He grabbed her wrist and restrained her.
"Baby, answer me, huh?"
The tone was tender and gentle, full of flirtatious meaning.
"Baby, if you don't tell me, I'll take it as your consent."
“Yes.”
"Is that right?"
After he finished speaking, he came over and kissed Li Wen.
Chen Cheng felt wronged. Isn't this bullying?
Ask her, but don't give her a chance to answer.
There is a huge power disparity between men and women, and Chen Chengya has no way to avoid it.
She didn't know when it started, but she sat astride his thighs, her skin rubbing against the rough fabric of his trousers.
I can clearly feel the existence of things, and it is becoming more and more obvious.
She lowered her head in shame, her body tensed.
The big hand stroked her spine again and again.
It seems to be soothing, but it is actually teasing.
Her heart rate went out of control.
He played with her fingers, clasping and unclenching them, rubbing his thumb across her palm, and she couldn't help but shiver slightly.
"Baby, let's go to the room, ok?"
"Baby, let's do this once...okay?"
Chen Cheng buried his head tighter and tighter.
Song Jili has a terrible drinking habit. He started talking without restraint after just drinking a glass of specially made cocktail.
Chen Cheng was picked up and curled up in Song Jili's arms, praying that he would not meet any acquaintances on the road.
As soon as the door closed, she was pinned behind it.
The kiss, too strong to be rejected, fell again.
The coats were peeled off one by one, leaving only the white suspenders and panties.
There was heating in the house, and the sudden contact with my skin made me shudder.
She tilted her neck back and gasped, desperately wanting the thin oxygen to enter her lungs and relieve the feeling of her heart beating so fast that it was about to suffocate.
The kiss fell on the side of the neck and then the center of the throat.
The part that trembles slightly when you speak.
He sucked it gently with fascination, and pink flowers blossomed one by one, spreading to his collarbone.
He prescribed a small-sized birth control package and wrapped it around his index and middle fingers.
A subtle feeling roamed through his limbs, and Chen Cheng clenched his toes helplessly.
Before he could explore deeper again, both hands grasped his wrists.
"Does it hurt?" he asked.
Chen Cheng didn't answer.
He continued his movements slowly.
Because it was the first time to do it internally, I controlled the strength of my fingertips and observed her condition.
Serve her completely.
The strange feeling became more and more obvious. His eyes stayed on her. She was so embarrassed that she turned her head away and buried her head in the pillow.
Physiological tears flowed down, wet the pillow, and spread.
When that moment came, she grabbed the bed sheet in panic, feeling extremely helpless.
"Baby, you did a good job, don't be afraid." Song Jili felt distressed and kissed her forehead.
This is the place parents kiss when rewarding their children. It can eliminate the anxiety in your heart faster than a kiss on the cheek or a hug.
Chen Cheng couldn't make a sound. The lingering sound deprived her of her ability to think. She could only open her mouth and breathe deeply.
Song Jili thought that he might have a strange problem. Watching her climb to the top silently, he felt as good as he did.
The sea receded, leaving behind a patch of wet sand and beautiful shells stranded on the beach.
Song Jili felt that Chen Cheng, with her blushing face, was more beautiful than a shell.
In the ten seconds when her thoughts were interrupted, he bit her cheek, leaving two neat rows of teeth marks.
Chen Cheng could feel the uneven marks.
Is Song Jili born in the year of the dog? Why does he bite people randomly?
Afraid that she would feel pain inside, Song Jili kept rubbing her lower abdomen gently.
Just like this, slowly and gently, he smoothed away all her anger.
The first thing Chen Chenghuan did when he came over was to push his hand away and shrink into the quilt, leaving only half of his head exposed.
Song Jili laughed.
Fortunately, I didn't completely lose my mind and really made it to the last step.
After a few minutes, Chen Cheng pulled down the blanket slightly, revealing his eyes and nose.
It was her first time experiencing such ups and downs. Her eyes turned red, and the scarlet at the corners of her eyes had not completely faded. She looked at people with aggrieved look in her eyes.
Looks like someone who is easy to bully.
Song Jili grabbed her, pulled her over and kissed her again and again, burying his head in the crook of her neck to suppress the heat that was rising in his body.
Chen Cheng's hands were shaking slightly, and he gestured, "Hold me a little looser, I can't breathe."
"Be good, just hold me like this." Song Jili didn't move.
Chen Cheng felt that when Song Jili hugged her, it was like Shen Bingwei sucking the brown ragdoll cat at home, not for fun, but in a wild and random way.
No!
She is not a cat!
Chen Cheng didn't want to be alone in the room with Song Jili, so he threw off the quilt and got out of bed.
The moment my feet touched the ground, they went limp and I almost fell.
She was weak but still wanted to save face, so she ran away in her slippers before Song Jili could come over to help her.
In the bathroom.
Chen Cheng stood in front of the mirror, running his fingertips over the mottled kiss marks on his neck and shoulders, feeling both shy and annoyed.
Turning around, a few more strawberries fell on her spine, at the same level as her lower ribs, forming a sharp contrast with her fair skin.
It's so ambiguous.
Chen Cheng stood under the shower and washed off the sticky sweat on his body.
"Orange, remember to wash it."
Song Jili stood behind the glass door, looking like a worried elder.
Chen Cheng held his ears and his face turned red.
I wondered why this person was still haunting me and was still talking even after I got out of bed.
Song Jili expected that Chen Cheng would definitely go against him. After spending some time with her, he realized that although the girl seemed to have no temper and was easily soft-hearted, she actually did have a temper and might not necessarily do what he said.
"The lubricating oil in the condom doesn't dissolve easily, which is bad for your body. You have to wash it thoroughly, otherwise it will easily cause inflammation." Although Song Jili used his hands, he wrapped them with birth control products for safety and hygiene reasons.
Chen Cheng covered his head.
Why is this guy never stopping? She just washes herself. Who wants to listen to his explanation? Isn’t it him who caused the embarrassing situation?
"Orange, can you hear me?"
Song Jili waited for a few seconds, but still didn't answer.
Chen Cheng thought he was gone.
Then I heard him say with a smile: "You don't answer, does that mean you want me to help you?"
Chen Cheng was so angry that he slapped the water a few times, and then he heard the man's low laugh.
This guy is so mean. How can he enjoy teasing her?
Chen Cheng turned on the shower to block out the laughter outside.
I was really afraid that she wouldn't be able to control herself and would rush out and hit him.
After taking a ten-minute bath, Chen Cheng felt his limbs become soft and he could not exert much strength, so he went back to his room and fell asleep.
Song Jili came in from outside and didn't notice what Chen Cheng was doing and went to take a shower first.
Chen Cheng fell asleep unknowingly while listening to the gurgling sound of the shower.
It felt like she had only closed her eyes for less than two minutes when an annoying voice woke her up.
"Little Orange, don't sleep."
"There will be a fireworks show in five minutes until twelve o'clock."
Chen Cheng opened his eyes dazedly, not wanting to take action, so he opened his mouth and cursed him in lip language: You are so annoying.
Song Jili was amused by her and softened his voice: "I really can't sleep anymore, get up."
Chen Cheng got up reluctantly, and Song Jili put on a heavy down jacket for her and led her to the balcony.
It was windy on the river late at night. As soon as Chen Cheng went out, he was awakened by the cold wind and all his sleepiness disappeared.
Chen Cheng was surprised by the crowd on the shore.
It was so lively that it seemed like it was not 11 o'clock at night, but 11 o'clock in the morning.
I have a deeper understanding of Jiangdu, the city that never sleeps.
At the Shen family, Chen Cheng's daily routine was the same as Chen Aoshuang's. He woke up at seven in the morning and went to bed at ten in the evening. Even the moon in the early morning was rare to see, let alone the bustling pier in the early morning.
On the shore, a few of us sat on the ground playing board games or standing face to face chatting, looking for something to do to pass the time while waiting for the early morning fireworks display.
The time is almost up, everyone put down what they are doing, looked up, and waited for the fireworks show on the Central Green Island.
The big screen in the IFC building flashed the New Year countdown.
5——
4——
3——
2——
Song Jili hugged her from behind and held her in his arms.
1——
The big screen went dark for a second, then new content flashed up.
——"Happy New Year, CC"
"Happy New Year, Orange."
What the eyes see and what the ears hear coincide perfectly.
Chen Cheng turned around and was stunned.
Just now...I didn't see it wrong.
After the countdown, the last thing displayed on the big screen was Happy New Year. The last letters that popped up were referring to her?
Before I could ask Song Jili what was going on, the fireworks show began.
First, a sound was heard, then a beam of light broke through the clouds, and the first firework bloomed, occupying half the sky.
Silver sparks fell like a meteor shower.
He clenched his fist in front of her and opened it. A chain with two wedding rings fell down, swaying in the air and making a small sound when they collided.
"And happy wedding to you," he said.
Another firework bloomed.
Chen Cheng smiled silently.
She gestured: I wish you a happy wedding, too.
Song Jili curled his lips and smiled.
The fireworks continued in the sky, and he put the wedding ring on her finger.
After asking her to put it on him, he put them together and took a photo with fireworks and a big screen as the background.
Chen Cheng looked at the wedding ring on her ring finger again and again and smiled.
The new year in Jiangdu has begun.
Everything is fine.
"Oh my god! It's so beautiful that it blinds me!"
Liang Yanling's howl broke the warm atmosphere.
The sound came from the upper right. From where they were, they could see Liang Yanling lying on the balcony, half of her body stretched out to watch the fireworks. Song Qiaoli was worried that she would fall, so he reached out to protect her.
Ten fireworks bloomed at the same time, lighting up half of Jiangdu's sky.
Liang Yanling screamed even louder: "Oh my god, it's so fucking beautiful, oh - it's so beautiful!"
"Xiao Ling, speak more quietly." In order to be heard by Liang Yanling, Song Qiaoli had to raise his voice.
Liang Yanling didn't care. She clapped and said, "No one heard it anyway. Ahhhh, it looks great. It's fucking awesome! The organizer is a god!"
Chen Cheng was a little dumbfounded.
It felt like Liang Yanling was like a wild monkey that emerged from the rocks, running wildly on the beach and howling.
"The Liang family has a lot of rules, but the children there all become so wild when they grow up. What a noise." Song Jili said in Chen Cheng's ear.
Liang Yanling on the upper floor was dancing and getting high, and she was hanging on Song Qiaoli.
She held his face and kissed him, then continued to shake her head and said in a frivolous tone, "Relax a little, no one else will see it anyway."
He looked so unrestrained, as if he was drunk and mistook the fireworks show for the disco lights in the bar.
Chen Cheng and Song Jili, who were the 'others', looked at each other.
Maybe she was really drunk, Liang Yanling improvised a Cantonese version of "Pray to God" with the same steady breath and tune as on stage, and performed perfectly.
He even deliberately changed the lyrics, changing "to become your lover, Miss" to "to become your lover, Mr. Song".
Song Qiaoli was helpless and advised her with a faint smile: "Keep your voice down, or someone will hear you."
"No one will hear it!" Liang Yanling replied in Cantonese and continued humming.
She leaned against the railing, held her head high and continued to sing loudly, like a proud cat with its ears erected.
Chen Cheng watched the interaction between the plastic couple, turned his eyes away, and floated towards the surging crowd on the shore.
Everyone was immersed in the joy of the new year, and their spirits were high, but their actions were not as bold as Liang Yanling's.
It was completely different from the lively atmosphere she had felt in the past 24 years.
It was not as warm as watching the New Year's Eve party with grandpa and grandma, nor was it as dull as just greeting Chen Aoshuang on the morning of New Year's Day.
The atmosphere of welcoming the New Year at this moment was so contagious that she couldn't help but immerse herself in it.
Chen Cheng asked using sign language: The countdown on the big screen...is it prepared for me?
"I thought you didn't notice it, or if you did, you didn't plan to mention it again." Song Jili had been waiting for her to mention it. If she didn't say anything after half an hour, he would take the initiative to mention it. He would not hold back on something that could immediately bring him credit.
Chen Cheng smiled and said: Thank you, I'm very happy.
"That's all?" Song Jili grinned.
Chen Cheng asked blankly: Do you want a kiss?
She didn't think too much about it. The previous times Song Jili asked for credit, he always asked for a kiss, so she asked subconsciously.
Song Jili's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but hold his forehead.
I really lost to her.
How can you be so cute?
"Yes." He moved closer and gave her a kiss on the corner of her lips.
Chen Cheng touched it and felt like he was following someone's pattern.
Song Jili hugged Chen Cheng tightly and whispered in her ear: "I did this just to make you feel like you belong in Jiangdu and be willing to try to live in this city."
Chen Cheng asked him: What does it mean to have a sense of belonging? If you have a house to live in and can eat in this city, doesn't that mean you have a sense of belonging?
According to Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory, the sense of belonging that Song Jili talked about is the need for self-actualization, while Chen Cheng only stays at the level of security needs. It's not that she can't move forward, but she orders herself not to expect too much.
"How do you define a sense of belonging..." Song Jili looked at the neon lights in the distance. "One day at sunset, I was driving home and the street lights on both sides were on, as if the whole world was bright. At that moment, you thought it was great to live here. Maybe that's it."
Chen Cheng found it hard to imagine, and she had never dared to feel that way.
She said frankly: I don’t really understand.
Song Jili kissed her hair and said softly, "You will understand. One day you will understand."
It would be even better if I could also look forward to seeing him when I return home.
But he didn't say it, because he didn't want her to feel stressed about it.
Chen Cheng said: Really?
"Baby, really." Song Jili said, "I will teach you, we will take it slowly."
He wanted her response, but he couldn't force her to respond.
If he wants Chen Cheng to love him, before that, he wants Chen Cheng to learn to be himself first.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand.
He could teach her.
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New Year’s Day is over and New Year’s Eve is getting closer.
Maybe after just three days of holiday, there are still seven days of annual leave waiting, and we can also reunite with our families. The whole city becomes vibrant, and everyone is full of energy to cope with the heavy work tasks before the New Year.
Among them is Qiao Qiaoyu.
On the second day of the New Year's Day holiday, Qiao Qiaoyu came to the door with design drawings.
She spread the design drawings on a few tables and said, "In order to start work earlier, I used three times the salary to impress my cousin. She loves to sleep and almost no one can shake her sleep duration. In order to earn my money, she stayed up for a week to come up with the design drawings."
The design drawings are marked in great detail, even down to the color numbers to be painted.
Even worried about dissatisfaction, I prepared a plan B.
Chen Cheng typed, "Your cousin is awesome."
"Of course, my cousin has won an international design award." Qiao Qiaoyu raised her chin proudly, "I am the only one in my family who is doing nothing, and they are all big shots, so don't worry, if you have any difficulties, tell me and I will take care of them for you."
Chen Cheng carefully read the design drawings and liked them more and more.
She is very sensitive to colors. The color combinations used by the designer look very comfortable, and the planning of the exhibition area incorporates conceptual design.
Black and Colorful
Qiao Qiaoyu noticed that Chen Cheng was reading the concept description and introduced: "This concept was discussed by my cousin and I. The overall tone of the soft furnishings is going to be black. Your paintings are generally brighter and have high color saturation. They will be very eye-catching against a black background. Using the difference in color perception, it will give people a sense of knowingness."
Chen Cheng listened attentively.
"You like it, right?" Qiao Qiaoyu couldn't help but boast, "I like it too. I think I'm really the smartest person in the world."
Chen Cheng fell in love with the design at first sight.
I like it very much and am already looking forward to the day when it will be exhibited.
"Okay, tomorrow my cousin and I will go to the site to finalize the specific design." After reporting her work, Qiao Qiaoyu began to pack up.
Chen Cheng asked her, "Do you want to stay for dinner?"
"I want to go to a restaurant in the old alley today." Qiao Qiaoyu asked again, "Do you want to join us?"
Chen Cheng was a little embarrassed: "If you and your family are together, it would be inconvenient for me to go."
Qiao Qiaoyu: "No, my cousin and brother-in-law are both very busy people, and Brother Jin is on a business trip, so I am the only one at home with nothing to do."
Chen Cheng admired Qiao Qiaoyu a little. It seemed that living and eating alone occasionally was normal for her and she didn't have any extra thoughts about it.
Chen Cheng: "I'll talk to Brother Ji Li and I'll go with you."
Qiao Qiaoyu: "If Second Uncle is not busy, ask him to come along."
Half an hour ago, Song Jili left a message saying that he had a long meeting and was not available to answer the phone. If you have anything else, please leave a message and he will reply when he sees it.
Chen Cheng sent the address, and then hurried to the old alley with Qiao Qiaoyu.
The restaurant is deep in an old alley, a private club, and requires advance reservations. If you are a guest of the reservation, you need to show an invitation letter.
Qiao Qiaoyu asked: "Do we have to make reservations in advance? Can't we just walk in even if there are vacancies?"
“Yes, but it may take a long time for the food to be served.” The waiter answered patiently.
Qiao Qiaoyu was slightly disappointed: "Chengzi, what should we do?"
Chen Cheng: "How about we come back next time?"
It’s getting late, if we wait any longer we’ll have to eat supper.
Qiao Qiaoyu nodded helplessly.
"Xiao Cheng?"
Fang Xiaomin came out of the door, saw Chen Cheng, and said with a smile: "It really is you."
Qiao Qiaoyu stood in front of Chen Cheng and gave him a not-so-friendly look: "What's wrong with you?"
"I'm having dinner with my friends, and I just heard your conversation with the waiter. If you don't mind, please join us." Fang Xiaomin invited.
Song Jili was not very happy last time because of Fang Xiaomin's incident, and Chen Cheng didn't want to get too close to her.
"Don't worry. Although this store has strict management, my friend knows the manager inside. Just say hello." Fang Xiaomin said to the waiter next to him, "You guys talk to Manager Qiao. I'll bring two more friends."
"We didn't say we wanted to be together." Qiao Qiaoyu was unhappy.
Chen Cheng grabbed Qiao Qiaoyu and prepared to leave, but Fang Xiaomin blocked their way.
"What happened last time was a misunderstanding. I just wanted to take this opportunity to make things clear with you. Let's have dinner together." Fang Xiaomin said with a smile.
Manager Ye just came out and asked, "Ms. Fang, do you want to add two more guests temporarily?"
Fang Xiaomin: "Well, please help register these two."
Qiao Qiaoyu was about to explode with anger.
This person doesn't understand what people are saying. He just wants to show off how powerful he is and demands that they come into the house.
Just having a meal gave her a sense of superiority.
Manager Ye looked up, paused for a few seconds, walked to Chen Cheng with a smile, nodded, and said in the most gentle tone:
"Madam, you are here. The food is ready in the kitchen and can be served anytime."
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