Chapter 22 Variety Show 10 Who Allowed You to Call Me Baby!
Song Mingjiao was held by the waist and looked around. The room chosen by He Wang had a window from which one could see the sea level. There should be no surveillance in the room. It was not a bedroom for guests to rest, but at least it was clean and tidy.
Song Mingjiao, who loves cleanliness, just reluctantly didn't push the person away.
It's really hard for this man to choose such a room. Song Mingjiao was a little suspicious. Could it be that this man had wanted to force her for a long time and had been looking at the room for a long time?
"What is Mr. He talking about? Lover? I don't understand. I'm a well-behaved and good young man."
Song Mingjiao said that he couldn't understand, but his calf kept rubbing against He Wang, even moving higher and higher, and then He Wang reached out to stop him.
The man's breathing became heavier. He closed his eyes in restraint, then suddenly reached out and covered Song Mingjiao's mouth. The mouth was finally unable to speak, making him angry but irresponsible.
The skin color of that hand was darker than Song Mingjiao's skin, and the width of one hand could even cover Song Mingjiao's entire face. At this moment, she was emotionally excited but tried to restrain herself as much as possible, covering her face, causing Song Mingjiao's cheeks to pout.
Song Mingjiao glared at He Wang with her beautiful eyes, hummed twice, and asked with her eyes:
what you do?
He Wang finally surrendered, burying his head in Song Mingjiao's shoulder, and said in a dull tone, "Mingjiao, please don't call me that anymore. Don't call me 'Teacher He' anymore, okay? At least let me feel that in your heart, I am a little different from others."
He Wang's body was originally a lot bigger than Song Mingjiao, so this action seemed a bit uncoordinated and funny. He just felt that the person in his arms was so small and light, so light that it seemed like she would disappear in the next second.
It was the first time that Song Mingjiao realized that this man was so heavy that he was speechless. He stretched out his tongue in dissatisfaction and licked the man's palm gently, like a cat.
He Wang was frightened and finally withdrew his hand.
Song Mingjiao snorted softly: "Then what do you want me to call you? He, Wang?"
For some reason, the two words "He Wang" always had a different flavor when they came out of Song Mingjiao's mouth, and He Wang felt dazed when he heard them.
"Does that sound good to you? If so, let me go. I'll just pretend that what you just said never happened."
Song Mingjiao lowered his eyes indifferently, kicked He Wang with his calf, and signaled the man to let him go.
He came to this world to play. Although the male protagonist who was the target of the mission was not very interesting, he did not want to have in-depth soul communication with other NPCs.
The ones before were just playing around, we are not on the same path.
Perhaps sensing Song Mingjiao's intention to leave, He Wang's inexplicable sixth sense told him that if he let Song Mingjiao out of this door, nothing would be able to change.
He knew that Song Mingjiao hated other people's interference, and perhaps because of the influence of Mo Qinan, he had a bad impression of people in the entertainment industry as "hypocrites".
Therefore, He Wang had been silently enduring Song Mingjiao's frequent flirting and then running away, hoping that one day Song Mingjiao would give in.
But in fact, Song Mingjiao will only attract more and more people. Her ex-boyfriend Mo Qinan is still lingering in front of her, and she is surrounded by a group of bodyguards and secretaries who are all caring people. And there is a guy like Gu Liang behind her. Is he worthy of liking Song Mingjiao?
He Wang couldn't bear it anymore.
He restrained Song Mingjiao's wrist and pulled her back, but Song Mingjiao soon broke free. Then He Wang once again did something silent and unwilling to give up. The two of them entangled and twisted together, and finally moved farther and farther away from the door, and instead came to the window close to the sea.
Song Mingjiao had drunk some wine today, and he was gradually getting drunk. His body felt weak, and the man was so heavy that he was too lazy to struggle free. He didn't want to sweat and feel sticky and uncomfortable.
After a while, Song Mingjiao stopped moving, panting, but his expression had turned completely cold:
"open."
"No."
He Wang used his hands and feet together, and his legs, which were a circle wider than Song Mingjiao's, pressed on the other person's legs. The hems of their clothes were twisted together because of the entanglement just now.
He lowered his head and buried it in Song Mingjiao's neck, closing his eyes. His expression was painful and full of pleading. He stared at the snow-white neck fiercely, wishing he could open his mouth and bite it so that Song Mingjiao could no longer run around like a little fox.
But in the end, He Wang still couldn't take a bite. He just gently bit a small piece of soft flesh on the side of the neck, and he didn't even use any strength to hold it in his mouth.
Song Mingjiao felt something strange on the side of his neck and frowned. It didn't hurt, but it was itchy. Why are they all like dogs?
"Ming Jiao, I'm serious. I don't want any other status. Just let me be your lover. Even someone like Mo Qinan is fine. Why don't you give me a chance?"
He Wang's breathing also became heavy. He had never been so close to Song Mingjiao before. With only a thin layer of cloth between them, he could even smell the faint fragrance on Song Mingjiao's body.
Song Mingjiao raised his eyes, his smile was dull: "Oh? It's not easy to be my lover."
He raised his chin slightly, his expression noble: "I have very high requirements."
He Wangke didn't hear these words. His mind had automatically translated them into: Yes, Song Mingjiao allows him to be her lover.
Even this tiny bit of progress is like a blessing from heaven to He Wang.
His gaze was still on Song Mingjiao's neck. The originally pure and flawless skin was now marked with his marks.
He Wang couldn't help it and pressed forward again, but this time he was targeting the same piece of soft flesh, licking and biting it, muttering to himself:
"Baby, baby, that's great. I love you so much."
Song Mingjiao frowned again. This man seemed to be clinging to him and he couldn't push him away at all.
He said angrily, "You're pushing it too far! Who allowed you to call me baby? Don't do that!"
It was an overly childish name, Song Mingjiao didn't like it, he hated it when it weakened his feelings.
Song Mingjiao was already drunk, and after the struggle just now, her pretty cheeks were flushed, and her lips were shining with water. Her chest was slightly heaving because of her panting, and her collar was already messy. Even if He Wang lowered his head, he could see the pink spots underneath, which made the man's breathing heavier.
At this moment, Song Mingjiao glared at him with angry eyes, but it not only had no killing power, but only made He Wang's blood boil even more.
"Okay, baby."
Song Mingjiao:?!
The final big adventure was naturally to submit a few random photos. Fortunately, with Mo Qinan being beaten like that before, the production team had already been scared and turned off the live broadcast. No one noticed that Song Mingjiao and He Wang came out from the stern one after another, their clothes slightly disheveled.
Song Mingjiao slept in an ordinary bedroom at night. He didn't care much about it, but the bodyguard who made his bed was extremely dissatisfied and expressed his dissatisfaction with the actor who delayed the process.
Especially when the bodyguard turned around and saw the ambiguous marks on Song Mingjiao's neck, his brain suddenly exploded.
——It’s about to explode.
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