26 Seduction on a Rainy Night
◎Qin Yue, why are you taking off your clothes!◎
"ah?"
Song Shixi was completely confused now and blinked in confusion.
Seeing that she didn't understand, Qin Yue's usually calm black eyes suddenly flashed with a bit of embarrassed anger. His ears turned red. He took a deep breath, wanting to make his words clearer. He asked her if she hadn't always wanted the position of Mrs. Qin?
He is willing.
But the words came to his lips, but he couldn't say them. The scene of her giving him the cold shoulder not long ago suddenly emerged in his mind. He felt a little uncomfortable. They haven't even been together yet, and she dared to treat him like this. Wouldn't she be even more presumptuous in the future?
When had he ever suffered such injustice?
And no matter what, they shouldn't have confirmed the relationship so hastily. The more hasty it was, the more she would think he was easy to seduce. If he let her get what she wanted so easily, she would definitely not cherish him.
Will he still take him seriously in the future? I'm afraid he will climb over his head and do whatever he wants.
You always have to play hard to get, no, let's get used to each other for a while.
He couldn't resist the temptation and fell into it headfirst. He admitted his mistake, but at the same time, there was nothing he couldn't get if he wanted it.
After so many days of suffering, it seemed as if I had finally found a way out. I followed the light and crawled out of the darkness little by little, taking root and sprouting.
Thinking of this, Qin Yue narrowed his eyes, turned his head away, avoiding her sight, and whispered, "Nothing."
Qin Yue's inexplicable series of actions made Song Shixi look at him in surprise for several times, but she couldn't make out anything. She could only give him a way out and nodded lightly.
"Are you short of money?"
He didn't believe her reason that she was looking for a part-time job to train herself.
Girls should be raised in wealth. A beautiful, exquisite and happy life depends mostly on money. Every month, buying school supplies, clothes and shoes, skin care products, cosmetics, sanitary products, and eating out for a few good meals all cost a lot of money. Perhaps her basic living expenses are not enough.
Zhiyi has support from him and his mother, but what about her?
Thinking back to the scene where he had caught her ironing clothes in the utility room in the middle of the night and said she was going to sell them, Qin Yue couldn't help but grip the steering wheel tightly, feeling a little annoyed that he hadn't taken it seriously at the time.
Qin Yue closed his eyes, the guilt and regret in his heart about to overflow.
"No, there's not much of a shortage."
Song Shixi was a little surprised that Qin Yue would bring up the topic of money. She was stunned for two seconds before answering truthfully. She was not short of money now. Apart from spending some money on renting a house and buying things for the new house, she basically didn't spend any money.
But the two seconds of her silence made Qin Yue frown tightly. He leaned over to search for something in the storage box on the passenger side and said in a deep voice, "Don't try to be tough in front of me. I told you, you can tell me anything."
As soon as he finished speaking, a passbook was stuffed into Song Shixi's arms. Unlike the ones in later generations, the passbooks at that time had a cover made of yellow and red colors, with the words "Current Savings Passbook" and "People's Bank of China" written in large letters on it.
"He took it and used it, and didn't tell me anything else."
Looking at the thing in her arms, Song Shixi's breathing stagnated, and her fingers subconsciously scratched it. She caught a glimpse of several zeros written by hand in the account book, and for a moment she was a little confused about how to count. This was the first time she had seen so much money in this world.
My head was dizzy, I was surprised, happy, and of course, more confused.
Is Qin Yue crazy? Why would he give her so much money for no reason?
Thinking of this, she asked.
"Just take it if I give it to you." Seeing the flash of surprise in her eyes through the rearview mirror, Qin Yue's lips curled up uncontrollably, as if he wanted to buy her clothes, skin care products, and take her out for delicious food...
Any act of spending money can make her happy.
That’s right, who doesn’t like money?
Qin Yue silently wrote this down in the little notebook in his heart, and decided to spend more money on her in the future.
"Forget it." Song Shixi hesitated for a moment, then handed the passbook back.
It would be fine for her to accept the small things Qin Yue bought for her, because they were just small amounts of money, but the amount in this passbook was huge. If she really accepted it, coupled with what he said, it would feel weird.
And why was he suddenly so nice to her? Didn't he hate her the most?
Considering the recent change in Qin Yue's attitude towards her, Song Shixi felt a little panicked. With a trembling hand, she threw the passbook onto the passenger seat.
Seeing this, Qin Yue's face darkened. He wanted to stuff the passbook back into her hand, but he felt that it would be too awkward to tug at her. So he took a deep breath and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you refuse?"
Song Shixi hadn't expected Qin Yue to get to the bottom of this. However, her mind was in a mess and she couldn't come up with a suitable answer. She could only perfunctorily say, "Too many. I'm afraid I'll lose them."
This was a standard answer. Qin Yue stared at her for a few seconds, then started the car and drove towards Beijing University of Finance and Economics. After a while, his voice was heard again in the car.
"I'll bring you some pocket money in the evening."
"No……"
"Around seven o'clock, don't run around. There are no street lights near you after dark. It's not safe."
Qin Yue ignored her refusal and continued with his own instructions.
Song Shixi looked at his profile as he drove seriously, her eyelashes trembling, and her heart also panicking violently. She pressed her red lips into a straight line and thought to herself: Does he have too much money and nowhere to spend it? Why is he so obsessed with giving her money?
Perhaps knowing that it was useless to refuse again, Song Shixi did not speak again.
She didn't say anything, and Qin Yue found it boring to talk to himself. The atmosphere gradually became cold and quiet, but the thin layer of window paper between the two of them began to crack. Who knows when it will suddenly burst open and completely release all the beautiful answers hidden in the dark.
After arriving downstairs of Song Shixi's building, Qin Yue watched her go upstairs before starting the car and leaving.
A luxurious car drove into the alley in broad daylight, which naturally attracted a lot of attention and caused a lot of discussion.
"Has the Li family rented out their house?"
"You just realized, the person who rented it seems to be a young girl. She made a big fuss last week when she moved things in. She basically replaced all the furniture and also moved in a lot of electrical appliances. Wow, she's really rich."
Someone rolled their eyes. "Where does a little girl get so much money? She looks so charming and seductive, she doesn't look like a decent person at first glance. I heard that many bosses who returned from the south now have mistresses outside. Could it be..."
She didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but everyone present knew what she was talking about and fell silent for a moment.
At this moment, a slight cat's cry broke the silence. Everyone looked and saw a figure in an indigo suit holding a big fat orange cat in one hand and holding vegetables in the other hand appearing at the end of the road.
The man quickly came forward and asked curiously, "Comrade Lin, do you know the background of the person who rented the second floor of your house?"
When Lin Xiu'e heard this, she glanced at her coldly and asked, "What does other people's business have to do with me?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone else's faces turned somewhat ugly and they scattered immediately. Only one person remained standing there, staring at that floor for a long time.
*
After Song Shixi returned home, he first wiped his body with a wet towel, then changed into loose clothes, and lay down on the bed to rest for a while. As a result, he fell asleep unknowingly, and when he woke up again, it was almost six o'clock.
After a good sleep, she felt refreshed all over. Apart from a slight pain in her back, she had no other discomfort. She went to the kitchen and cooked herself a bowl of noodles.
She had just taken a few bites when a drizzle started outside. She took a look and thought it was just a common rain. However, before she finished her noodles, the rain got heavier and heavier, accompanied by bursts of thunder.
Looking out the window, it was raining heavily, and the sky seemed to be torn open, swallowing up the hustle and bustle of the city.
It had been a long time since it rained so heavily. Song Shixi quickly got up and closed all the windows. When he was done, he didn't have much appetite anymore and didn't want to wash the dishes for the time being, so he curled up on the sofa and prepared to read a book.
But today she was restless and not as focused as before. It took her a long time to turn a page.
Finally she sighed and looked out the window again.
It’s raining so hard, he shouldn’t come, right?
Time passed minute by minute, night fell, but the rain showed no sign of letting up. The wind and rain were so strong that the windows were tapping, and even the big iron door downstairs made a harsh noise. But after a while, Song Shixi realized that it was not the wind that made the noise, but someone was really knocking on the door.
An answer came to her mind, but she lived alone and did not dare to be careless. She got up from the sofa and ran to the window at a speed she did not even realize. She saw a familiar tall figure standing under the big iron gate on the first floor.
Without thinking too much, Song Shixi picked up the big umbrella by the door, opened the door and ran out.
The slippers made a creaking sound when they fell on the wooden stairs. Even though it had been renovated two days ago, it could not change the fact that it was old and it still made the sound of time.
In such a short distance, the rain had already hit the hem of her nightgown, sticking wetly to her legs, which was very uncomfortable, but she couldn't care less now.
Holding the umbrella handle between his chin and shoulder, Song Shixi struggled to open the heavy door. The moment he saw the other person's face clearly, he couldn't help but say, "It's raining so hard, why did you still come? Go back quickly."
In the pouring rain, her voice was as soft as a mosquito and could not be heard at all.
Qin Yue could only see her figure about to be swept away by the wind. His brows furrowed, but he didn't dare to touch her with his wet hands. He could only hold her hand holding the umbrella with his big hand, lead her inside, and then close the big iron door.
It all happened so fast. A large palm suddenly covered the back of my hand. It was thick, wet, and hot...
He easily wrapped his hand around hers, his strength gentle yet exceptionally strong, leaving her no room to refuse. At the same time, a figure a head taller than her came over, suddenly closing the distance between them. However, he did not take away the space under her umbrella, but instead protected more of her body from getting wet by the rain.
Two completely different footsteps, one light and one heavy, walked upstairs through the puddles.
By the time Song Shixi regained his composure, he had already entered the room. He stretched out his long arm and closed the door, blocking out all the noise.
She raised her eyes and looked at the opposite sex who suddenly appeared in the room, and couldn't help but pinch the edge of her skirt.
He was soaked from head to toe by the rain. Once his formal attire, such as a black shirt and black trousers, got wet, it was labeled sexy and wild. The thin fabric stuck to his body, outlining his good figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist.
His skin is whiter than that of ordinary men. Under the incandescent light, it looks like fine porcelain, with a noble temperament. Of course, there is more of a sense of miserable beauty that makes people want to pity him.
But countless TV dramas and novels had told her that taking in a handsome man in distress on a rainstorm like this would either be a romantic and perfect encounter, or the beginning of a tragic death without a burial place...
No matter how she thought about it, she felt that she and Qin Yue were both the latter.
Thinking of this, she opened her mouth and said, "Here is an umbrella, you..."
You should leave quickly.
Before I could even finish my words about chasing him away, he interrupted me and asked, "Do you have a towel?"
As the man's soft and low voice came, Qin Yue also turned his head, and water droplets slid down his three-dimensional and handsome facial features. His thick eyelashes drooped, long and curled, his eyelids were very thin, and his slightly upturned eyebrows seemed a little cold and sharp, but his eyes were soft and quiet.
This extreme contrast makes him different from his usual coldness. He looks more like a homeless puppy, pitiful and very attractive.
The most important thing is, as he spoke, he took out a large stack of banknotes from his pocket. When held by his slender and bony hands, it fell right on his abdomen, reflecting the faint outline of his abdominal muscles, which inexplicably showed a bit of sexy aura.
Song Shixi felt as if there were two balls of fire burning on her cheeks, and they were extremely hot.
Perhaps because she hadn't replied for a long time, Qin Yue raised his eyelids and looked at her. The two stared at each other, as if they were engaged in a silent contest.
In the end, Song Shixi was defeated. He turned around and ran hurriedly towards the bedroom, with a hint of fleeing.
Qin Yue stared at her red earlobe in confusion, thought of something, glanced down, then raised his eyebrows, and a little discomfort appeared in his dark eyes, but men are always more open than women in this regard. After the shy period, he narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.
Over there, Song Shixi found a spare bath towel from the closet, took several deep breaths, and then walked out again. Who knew that as soon as she walked out, she saw a patch of white. Her eyes widened immediately, and she turned her back abruptly, gritted her teeth and said shyly, "Why are you taking off your clothes?"
Qin Yue was still standing near the door, but the buttons of his black shirt were all undone, and the collar had slipped to his elbows, hanging there in a state of confusion, exposing the muscular curves of his upper body.
With breathing, the chest muscles rise and fall, and below are well-defined abdominal muscles with sexy and tight lines.
The dark grey suit pants made the long legs look straight and slender, and the trouser pockets had a strong presence, faintly showing some shape. Seeing this, Song Shixi's ears burned and her heart beat out of control.
What was this man doing in her house?
"It's wet."
He was quite confident and said those three words before continuing to take off his clothes. The sound of fabric mixed with the sound of water was particularly obvious in the quiet room, irritating the eardrums and making people feel embarrassed and angry.
Song Shixi gritted her teeth, and after Qin Yue finished speaking, she immediately said, "You can't take it off, I'm still here. Besides, I don't have any men's clothes for you to change into."
She babble on and on, but a soft laugh can be heard from behind her, filled with unconcealed joy: "It would be abnormal if I had talent, wouldn't it?"
Then a pair of hands reached out from her side and took the bath towel that she was holding tightly in her hands.
At this moment, a drop of water dripped from his short hair and hit the back of her neck. The cold touch made her subconsciously shrink her neck and hissed softly. As soon as she said that, a rough fingertip covered her neck and wiped away the drop of water.
"Feel sorry."
As soon as he wiped it off, he withdrew his hand, but a wonderful itch was left behind.
Song Shixi covered her hands suddenly, two flames of anger and shame overflowed from her beautiful eyes, making her whole face become much more lively, unlike the polite and distant look that was vaguely present not long ago.
"Qin Yue! Are you crazy?"
This was the first time she called him by his full name in front of him, and she was obviously extremely angry.
He did not show any sign of being offended, but instead curled his lips.
Seeing this, Song Shixi became even angrier, thinking that she had finally gotten enough of scolding him, what a pervert! But thinking of his unpredictable nature, she was still a little afraid of him deep down.
But I've already scolded him, and it's too late to undo what's done. I might as well kick him out right away. After all, he was the one who crossed the line first, so it's his fault!
And for some reason, she always vaguely felt that no matter what she did in front of him, everything would be fine and she would not suffer the same terrible revenge as in the book, so she became bolder.
"Get out of here."
After saying that, Song Shixi reached out and pushed his arm, but it was hard. He stood there motionless, wrapped the pink towel around his shoulders to cover most of the muscles, and said in a soft voice, "I was inconsiderate. It's my fault."
His tone was flattering and serious, as if he really knew he was wrong.
"Your skirt is wet. Go change into something first, or you might catch a cold." Qin Yue showed her concern at the right moment.
Song Shixi subconsciously lowered her eyes and took a look. Most of her skirt was wet, but fortunately it was only below the hem. Her upper body was not wet and the wound was not touched.
But she couldn't push him away, and it was not convenient for her to keep her hands on him, so she had to withdraw her hands temporarily and returned to the bedroom angrily.
Lock the door by the way.
As soon as she left, the whole living room seemed to be missing something. Qin Yue was wrapped in a pink towel, and a faint sweet fragrance lingered around his nose, exactly the same as the smell on her body.
He carefully rubbed his face on it twice, but in the next moment he felt that he was really like the word crazy she had said. His eyes deepened, and he slowly straightened up and looked around the room.
Last time they parted on bad terms, so he only stayed at the door for a moment and didn't come in. This time when he came in, he found that she seemed to have bought a lot of things, such as the small bookshelf next to the sofa, which was almost filled with various exquisite small ornaments, and the roses in the vase on the dining table...
Everything makes this little house warm and stylish.
She has good taste.
Qin Yue looked around and finally his eyes fell on the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table. There were some small noodles and vegetable leaves left in them, obviously she had just finished dinner not long ago.
It must be as delicious as the meal he accidentally ate last time.
Thinking of this, my Adam's apple rolled.
"You really can go now."
The sound of a door opening was heard behind him, and then Song Shixi, who had changed his clothes, appeared again. Unlike the explosive tone just now, this time his tone was particularly calm. It seemed that he had adjusted his mood.
Qin Yue never intended to really make Song Shixi angry. He thought she did this because she liked him, but he ended up making things worse and was almost considered to be deliberately being a hooligan. It was a huge failure in his life.
But when he caught a glimpse of her cheeks and earlobes that were as red as the morning glow, he felt that it didn't seem completely messed up.
"Did you hear that?" Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Song Shixi urged him again.
"Okay, I understand." Qin Yue nodded, his gaze falling on her sparkling eyes. His eyes were deep, as if he wanted to engrave her firmly in his mind.
Song Shixi didn't expect him to agree so readily. Facing his burning gaze and disheveled attire, it was hard to reconcile this man with the usually aloof and reserved Qin Yue. She pursed her red lips, a touch of softness forming in her heart. She politely asked, "Do you want to dry your hair before you leave? I'll lend you my umbrella."
Almost as soon as the words fell, a crisp "Yes."
In an instant, she regretted it and beat herself up three hundred times in her heart. Then she went to the bathroom to get a hair dryer without saying a word.
Song Shixi originally thought that someone like Qin Yue, who was used to a life of luxury, would be clumsy when doing such things, but she didn't expect that he was quite adept at it, with nimble hands and feet, and every move he made was a pleasing picture.
After drying the shirt, Song Shixi went back to the bedroom, leaving the living room space for him to dry some indescribable clothes.
Sitting on the chair next to the dressing table, Song Shixi's heart was as restless as the buzzing sound, and her thoughts were in a mess. It was not until the outside became quiet again and there was a knock on the door that she barely suppressed her irritation and got up to open the door.
Outside the door, Qin Yue had returned to his neat and tidy attire as he did during the day, though his clothes were inevitably a little wrinkled.
"Thank you. I'll be leaving now."
Song Shixi responded, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth. The moment he turned around, she asked the question she had wanted to ask from the beginning: "It's raining so hard, why did you have to come here?"
Is it just to give money?
Qin Yue turned around, looked straight into her eyes, and said word by word: "I don't want to break the appointment, I don't want your expectations to be disappointed, and I don't want you to wait for me."
Hearing this, Song Shixi slowly clenched the hand hanging by her leg into a fist, moved her lips, and wanted to say something, but her eyes met his pair of distinct black and white eyes. The light from above his head shone down, making his eyes look even more serious and profound.
I don't know why, but my heartbeat is slowly speeding up.
"Rest early."
After an unknown amount of time, Qin Yue took the initiative to break the silence, stretched out his long legs, picked up the umbrella that had just been placed at the door, then opened the door and walked out.
As his figure disappeared, the vague and ambiguous feeling that had been lingering on her also dissipated.
It's raining and the temperature seems to have dropped.
Song Shixi had a rare insomnia tonight, but he still remembered the important things to do today. After getting up from the bed and washing up, he first applied medicine to himself in front of the mirror, and then prepared to go to the kitchen to get a basket to go out to buy vegetables.
When passing by the dining table, I put the dishes that I forgot to wash last night into the kitchen.
Just as I was about to change my shoes and go out, I saw a stack of money on the shoe cabinet. It was at least four digits. Just lying there covered in moisture was a complete disrespect for money.
Whenever she saw the stack of money, Song Shixi would think of someone, and her mood suddenly became complicated. She pursed her lips and picked it up. Her hands were too small, so he could hold it easily, but she had to struggle to hold it completely.
She placed them one by one on the dining table, waited for them to dry, and then put them away. Only after she had done all this did she leave.
【Author’s words】
[Xibao: Is this really something I can see? ]
【Good night, babies [heart eyes]】
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