55. Missy's Dog
"I don't dare anymore," Chu Yanhui didn't expect that this trick didn't work. He quickly shrank to the corner of the bed and shook his head softly, saying, "Uncle, I don't dare anymore..."
But some things will come out of your mouth if you say them too much.
When she realized she had said the wrong thing, she suddenly looked up and found that the other person was staring at her with deep eyes and unbuttoning the metal cufflinks of his shirt.
The luster of the cufflinks made her feel extremely uneasy, as if her body could already feel the cold touch.
"I think you're quite brave."
Seeing that things were not going well, she immediately gave in: "No, no, no! I just said the wrong thing, Rong Shen, Fu Rong Shen..."
"You said something wrong? You didn't listen when I first asked you to correct me, and now you admit you said something wrong?" He blocked her way and grabbed her ankle. "It's too late!"
He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Since you like it, let's do it all at once."
Chu Yanhui wanted to cry but had no tears. She had done it on purpose at first, but she was really careless just now!
There is no choice but to accept the defeat.
The heavy rain outside the window kept hitting the window, splashing water and making a crisp sound.
The dampness of the rain seemed to spread in, and the room was filled with ambiguity, making people dizzy.
He kissed her earlobe, causing her waist to soften completely: "Little sweetheart, weren't you very happy just now? Why aren't you shouting now?"
To express her dissatisfaction and resistance, she blushed, tightly pursed her lips, and hummed a few times, determined not to do what he said. But she couldn't hold out for long before she was completely defeated by his offensive.
I couldn't help but beg for mercy.
He smiled but kept moving, hooking her hair and saying, "Where are we at? We've just started."
She ultimately failed to hold her ground.
Surrender: "Uncle... Uncle! Please..."
Get up the next day.
Chu Yanhui said his throat hurt so much that he almost couldn't speak.
"How...how could this happen?"
He said he wanted her to shout until her voice was hoarse, and he would show absolutely no mercy.
Last time, she was fed water with throat-soothing properties in the morning, and she didn't feel particularly uncomfortable when she woke up. This time, he deliberately didn't prepare any for her, just to teach her a lesson.
She asked her maid Xiaowen to make some honey water for her to drink, and at least she wasn't as hoarse anymore, but it still hurt a little.
The girl sat at the desk, holding a glass in both hands, and her face reflected in the mirror was wrinkled.
It's just a joke, why are you so angry?
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
"Bang."
She placed the cup on a retro tray, opened her thin laptop, and complained a lot on her blog, which made her feel better.
"Buzz—buzz—"
Her phone rang, and she deftly swiped the answer button without even glancing at it. She was browsing a stranger's blog while on speakerphone.
"Xiao Yanhui, when are you free? There has been some progress on the matter you asked me to investigate."
Chu Yanhui didn't know if he had heard it wrong, but he felt that Fu Zhiju's voice was also very hoarse.
"Let's meet this afternoon at our usual place, the teahouse... By the way, your voice sounds a little hoarse. Do you have a cold?"
"Yeah, sister, I just got up, how can I not be mute?" Fu Zhiju held the phone in one hand and something in the other. She glanced at the man next to her. The other party was looking at her straight, as if begging.
She chuckled and said, "I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to get some more sleep."
Chu Yanhui nodded and reminded him with concern: "It rained heavily last night, and the temperature will definitely drop today. Zhiju, wear more clothes and don't catch a cold."
"You're the one who's most likely to catch a cold, and you're still worrying about me..."
The other person seemed to be laughing, and the sound was very happy.
There was also the faint sound of fabric rubbing against each other, almost inaudible.
The phone was hung up.
Chu Yanhui would never have thought that the "sleep another sleep" that Fu Zhiju meant was not the same as what she thought "sleep another sleep" meant.
She naively thought that the other person was busy with her affairs before he even woke up, and she was so moved that she felt sorry for him for a while.
I thought to myself that I should treat Zhiju to a meal this afternoon to make it up to him.
On the other side, Fu Zhiju was having fun.
She put a black leather collar as thick as a finger around the man's fair and slender neck, and flicked the fingertip-sized bell on it, making a crisp sound.
Smiling, he said, "Lin Lin, this is specially made for you. Doesn't it look good?"
"nice."
"I think it looks good too." She shook the bell again. "Put on this golden bell, and you'll be my dog from now on."
"Dog..." Hearing this name that sounded more like humiliation than affection, the gentle man with a pale complexion couldn't help but frown, his expression a little painful.
It turned out that he was just a pet in her heart.
He endured the uncomfortable feeling and looked up at her: "The only one?"
She looked at him leisurely, and when he asked this question after a long period of contemplation, she smiled brightly: "You are my only dog."
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Pinching the bell between her collarbones, her voice was as beautiful and elegant as her face: "Should I wear it all the time?"
She raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a matter-of-fact expression.
"This is the mark that you belong to me."
"You can take it off during filming, but wear it the rest of the time. Let me do the math for you. It's not excessive to wear it on a regular basis, right? It's also okay to wear it at events, right? And it's only natural to show it off for a casual photoshoot, right?"
She stretched out her fingers to count for him, but he felt embarrassed when he saw the marks left on her hands.
"Yeah, okay."
"You're so obedient." Fu Zhiju touched his short hair, pushed the loose hair behind his ears, and smiled meaningfully, "Mr. Lin, follow me, and your good days are still ahead."
"So, please don't create any scandals. I see your new drama has good ratings these past few days, but... you have to manage your relationship both on and off screen."
Lin Lin got goosebumps all over his body in an instant.
He quickly shook his head and said seriously: "Absolutely not!"
He knew that she had also seen the trending search - it was suspected that the male and female protagonists of "Jiu Du" were kissing and in love outside the play.
The trending search is not real. He and the actress who played the female lead just hugged and said goodbye after the dinner, but it was secretly photographed and widely publicized. It is not ruled out that the other party's studio wanted to bundle them together to create hype.
"It's better not to."
Fu Zhiju hooked the collar around his neck, leaving a red mark on the back of his fair and delicate neck. "Otherwise, you will be like countless seniors in the industry... and be shelved."
The last three words were said lightly, as if he was just saying that the weather was nice today.
Lin Lin felt cold all over and shivered.
The rosy face turned pale.
I promised again and again: "I will never do anything to make you angry, Miss, please believe me."
Fu Zhiju put on his clothes and stood up, his voice seemed to be full of laughter: "If I didn't believe you, you wouldn't be in my house now."
afternoon.
At the appointed time, Chu Yan drove through the prosperous commercial street on the east side of the port city and arrived at a secluded place behind the street.
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