Chapter 93 Song Shuangxu Exclusive

"What are you doing?" Her voice was nasal with sleepiness and a slight tremor of being suspended.

The other party didn't answer, and the kiss was a little heavy, and a strong and silent possessive desire spread in the darkness.

She struggled to move back and tried to turn on the light, but he grabbed her legs and dragged her back in a domineering manner.

"Can you go slower?"

The man seemed not to have heard it and remained silent. Shuang Xu could not bear the violent manner and instinctively pushed him away.

Then her hands were tied and pressed to the top of her head. This posture reminded her of the emoticon that Xiao Liao liked to use, a kitten being hung up and having its hair shaved.

Feeling ashamed and powerless to resist, she could only passively accept his possession.

It was not until this moment that Shuang Xu realized that last night was already a gentle version.

Soon she couldn't hold on any longer. She arched her body and struggled, but was forcefully pushed back. A hoarse and deep voice said in her ear, "Do you recognize who I am?"

She bit her lower lip to endure it, and the man peeled her lips with his fingertips. She couldn't control herself and cried out, broken and sweet.

The breath suddenly became heavy, and the voice coaxed hoarsely: "Be good. Call me by my name."

He was definitely seeking revenge because she had called the wrong person that day. Shuang Xu obeyed her in a timely manner, and his voice trembled uncontrollably as soon as he opened his mouth: "He Tingzhou!"

Only then was he satisfied. He kissed her deeply and treated her more gently.

After it was over, He Tingzhou reached out to turn on the light. Suddenly, the bright light made Shuang Xu close her eyes. She pulled the quilt over herself and turned her back to him.

He Tingzhou hugged her from behind, but Shuang Xu used her elbow to push him away with considerable force.

His fickle temper must have calmed down again at this moment. He was not angry at all. He held her elbow, slid along her forearm to her wrist, and pinched it gently twice.

“Have you bought the storybook?”

Shuang Xu pulled her wrist away, not letting him touch it: "I didn't buy it."

“Why not?”

"Zhao Zhao is already eight years old and doesn't need to listen to stories anymore." Zhao Zhao is Yue Zifeng's little bully sister.

"You didn't buy it for me." He Tingzhou said slowly, hooking her hair with his fingers again.

"No." Shuang Xu said calmly, "Don't think too much."

He Tingzhou twisted her hair around his slender knuckles and confirmed again: "Are you really not buying it for me?"

He was so smart that he could tell that she was thinking about him just by hearing three words in the elevator.

Accustomed to women's flattery and attentiveness, she was like a blank sheet of paper in front of him, and any word written on her was easy to decipher.

Shuang Xu didn't want to talk at the moment and covered his head with the quilt.

Through the quilt, He Tingzhou's voice was still casual: "Song Shuangxu, if you are unhappy, just say it. Once you say it, I can comfort you."

The world was quiet for a moment, and Shuang Xu pulled down the quilt.

"Can you please not come to me after you've been with other women? At least not on the same day."

"Are you so possessive of me?" He Tingzhou's voice was filled with laughter, "Why don't you bite me too? Where do you want to bite?"

Shuang Xu didn't have that kind of bad taste: "You're not afraid of being discovered."

"Not satisfied? Then I'll let you take two bites."

"Why would I bite you?"

"You're not jealous." As he spoke, his fingertips slid to her butterfly bones and gently stroked them.

The marks from his teeth haven't disappeared yet.

"I'm not jealous, I just feel disgusted." Shuang Xu frowned, "I slept with someone else and then came to see you, don't you think it's dirty?"

After saying this, she felt that this example was inappropriate because the power and obligations of the two of them were not equal in this relationship.

He Tingzhou pinched her waist a little hard, and Shuang Xu screamed in pain.

He held her waist and turned her around so that she was facing him.

"How did you know I slept with her before you came to see you?" he said, "Did you install surveillance cameras on me?"

“That’s not the point.”

"So what's the point?"

"Don't you really understand?" His nonchalant and indifferent attitude brought together again the small fragments that he had finally digested, making Shuang Xu furious.

She rolled up the quilt and sat up: "You are not. You obviously know better than anyone else, so you asked me on the first day not to allow me to have a relationship with other men. I am asking you for something, so you can ask me to be clean, but I can't restrict you. I just hope you can at least respect me a little. I am not...!"

Her eyes were red with anger.

He Tingzhou lowered his eyes and glanced at her, then suddenly laughed.

She was even more annoyed: "What the hell are you laughing at!"

"Why don't you finish your sentence?" He Tingzhou said, "What are you not?"

The heat from his body gradually faded away, and Shuang Xu slowly felt the coolness of the air conditioner. He just felt it was ridiculous that she actually made conditions with him here.

He said it just because he made her unhappy, and perhaps she was the only one who took it seriously.

Her rising emotions all subsided, and she turned her face away: "Forget it."

He Tingzhou pulled the quilt up on her and put her long hair behind her shoulders: "Did I ever tell you that you can't restrain me?"

Shuang Xu was furious: "You didn't say that, so can I really restrict you?"

Who can control He Tingzhou?

"If you don't try, how do you know it won't work?"

He Tingzhou rolled her up in his arms along with the quilt, bent over and kissed her neck and her slender white shoulders, kissing her tenderly and lingeringly.

The deep voice was a bit coaxing: "I asked you to bite but you refused, so how about tattooing 'Song Shuangxu Only' on my body?"

"…Are you sick?"

When a man is horny, he can say anything.

"I didn't sleep with her." said He Tingzhou.

Shuang Xu's tone was still tense: "I'm not just talking about today."

Just because you didn’t sleep today doesn’t mean you won’t sleep tomorrow.

He Tingzhou: "I've never slept there before."

How is that possible?

Shuang Xu paused, and then thought, never mind, she doesn't care about this, she just has a little physiological cleanliness obsession.

"Whether you have slept together or not is none of my business."

Disbelief was written on her face. He Tingzhou pinched her cheeks twice and said in a leisurely tone: "Why is it okay? She has been coveting me for a long time. She is really scary. Princess, protect me."

“…”

nerve.

So when a stunning beauty actively pursues him, can he really remain indifferent?

He was clearly an expert at flirting, and Shuang Xu was skeptical about this, but maybe this woman had never slept with him before. After all, He Tingzhou had no need to lie to coax anyone.

He didn't need to care whether she was happy or not.

When she came out of the bathroom, He Tingzhou had already finished taking a shower in another bathroom and was half leaning against the head of her bed, reading a book she had read halfway before, with his long legs crossed and a relaxed posture.

The book was dull and boring. Shuang Xu would feel sleepy after reading only two pages. It was specially used for hypnosis. I don't know how he could read it with such relish.

She was woken up in the middle of her sleep. She was so sleepy that she wanted to fall asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.

While she was half conscious, someone grabbed her ear and whispered in her ear: "Song Shuangxu, buy me a storybook tomorrow."

Rather than an order, it was more of a righteous request, as if it was as it should be.