53 Don't Bite
◎Glowing white, flickering◎
In the dim room, sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains that were not completely drawn, shining on her delicate little face.
Her charming fox eyes were filled with his figure. She opened her red lips slightly and called out a low and soft "Ayue" with a hint of coquettish expectation. The sound went straight into her ears, so sweetly that it was impossible to refuse.
She seldom addressed him like that, but the moment she did, half of his body went numb, his Adam's apple rolled, but he couldn't suppress his gradually heavier breathing.
His finger bones couldn't help but move to the left as she said. At the same time, his fingertips nimbly unbuttoned two pajamas buttons and groped inside. He stared at her with the corner of his eyes, and could clearly see the watery light in her pupils, her earlobes turned red, her eyelashes trembled, and her body subconsciously stepped back, obviously still a little scared.
There was no trace of the boldness that had just been used to coax him into taking action.
Qin Yue moved the hand under her neck down and pressed her back, not letting her escape or regret it.
The distance between them was shortened again because of his toughness. Both of them had a thin layer of sweat on their bodies, and they felt a little sticky, but no one backed off. Instead, they got closer and closer.
All the buttons had been undone at some point, spreading out to both sides, hanging loosely on her fair, round shoulders, and then sliding down to her elbows as the two of them moved.
With black hair, red lips, and a touch of pink at the corners of her eyes, she is charming and seductive, truly demonstrating what it means to have skin as white as cream and a face as rosy as a lotus.
Qin Yue rested his forehead against hers, and his thin lips pecked her lips from time to time. It was obviously very light, but Song Shixi felt that it was more arousing than the previous passionate kiss. She couldn't help but raise her head to pursue it, wanting more, deeper.
But he just wouldn't let her have her way and kept her in suspense.
For a moment, Song Shixi felt embarrassed and annoyed, but what was even more unbearable was that his palm became more and more presumptuous. It was not as unfamiliar as at the beginning. Before long, he seemed to be gifted and had mastered some skills. He could take care of both hands with one hand.
All the priorities were put on her.
Song Shixi couldn't stand this kind of teasing. The small hand that was originally covering the back of Qin Yue's hand slowly slid down and climbed weakly on his arm with bulging veins. Her fingertips touched his skin, which felt hot and sticky.
He couldn't help but let out two moans from his throat, but she swallowed them back as soon as they came out. However, they were so close, how could he not have heard them? Sure enough, the next second he went even further than before, his fingertips with thin calluses focused on grinding one spot, while his other hand went down along her spine and cruised to her waist, his thumb hooked into the small of her back, pulling her towards him.
This was too sudden, and Song Shixi was dizzy. She couldn't help but scream, but she felt the sound was too loud and was afraid that it would be heard by others, so she quickly bit her lip, leaving a mark there with her teeth.
"Don't bite."
Qin Yue reached out and pinched her jaw, pressing his fingertips on the place where she bit. His voice was low and unusually hoarse, and the two words he uttered were tinged with a bit of careless laziness. Song Shixi liked it very much. She sat on his abdominal muscles condescendingly and looked down, her eyes fixed on his handsome face that was stained with lust.
Her usually reserved and cold features now had an indescribable obscurity and confusion. Her tall nose rose and fell slightly with her heavy breathing, and her thin lips were a little red and swollen from the bite she had just made.
The well-defined jawline becomes increasingly tighter due to forbearance, making it appear very three-dimensional.
Song Shixi's eyes were filled with jealousy, and she obediently followed his instructions and loosened her lower lip, but in the next instant she bit his fingertip and rubbed it against his palm with her head tilted. At that moment, she clearly saw that his expression was out of control for a moment.
The fingers in his mouth trembled even more.
Before she could feel proud for two seconds, he leaned over and kissed her lips. His fingertips with thin calluses rubbed the soft flesh in her mouth, like an electric current passing through, making her eyes well up with tears.
The pajamas on her body fell down precariously and piled up at her waist. The fabric slid across her skin, which was a little itchy, but not as unbearable as the force of his other hand bullying her not far away.
Song Shixi's belly button was pressed against his, and her well-defined abdominal muscles were painful.
No, the real problem is...
At this moment, an untimely alarm sounded, eliminating most of the pink bubbles in Song Shixi's mind.
She opened her eyes irritably, and glanced dazedly at where the alarm clock was. Then he held the back of her head and pushed her backwards. Her long hair was scattered messily in his arms, her eyelashes were long and thick, and tears overflowed, wetting them.
Song Shixi almost drowned in this beautiful deep sea until a light bulb went off in her eyes and she remembered the purpose of setting the alarm.
Her confused mind suddenly became much clearer. She patted Qin Yue's arms on both sides, signaling him to get up first, but he was unmoved and continued to bite her lips and kiss her. She had no choice but to kick him in desperation.
Who knew that the direction was off and the kick hit the wrong place.
A muffled groan suddenly sounded in her ears. At the same time, the loose bath towel finally couldn't bear the weight and was kicked away by her foot, falling on her calf with a trace of moisture.
sticky.
Song Shixi didn't care about these things at this time. She wiped the silver hair on the corner of her lips and asked hurriedly, "Are you okay?"
But please don’t let anything happen!
Qin Yue's forehead veins popped out in pain, and his face turned from an attractive crimson to a painful bright red, and finally gradually turned pale. He curled up on the bed, gasping for breath.
Seeing this, Song Shixi was really frightened. She immediately climbed up from the bed, but her body was weak and she almost fell into his arms. Fortunately, she managed to steady herself in the end. "Let me see, is it broken?"
She sounded particularly guilty and remorseful when she said the last sentence. After she finished speaking, she pushed Qin Yue's hand away and moved closer.
Qin Yue wanted to stop her, but he had no strength or energy at the moment, so he could only let her do whatever she wanted like a fish on the chopping board.
"You..." Song Shixi's pupils dilated slightly. Although he had been prepared, he was still choked by the scene in front of him and couldn't utter a word.
My first reaction was “Oh shit!”
The second reaction was "WTF, TF!"
The third reaction is...
Before she could figure out what was going on, Qin Yue covered her eyes. His weak, somewhat embarrassed voice rang in her ears, "I'm fine."
These three words were almost uttered through gritted teeth.
Song Shixi was very upset at this moment, his mind was full of pink, big, long...
The piercing alarm in the room continued to irritate her eardrums. She closed her eyes in frustration, held Qin Yue's hand, and said without hesitation, "Let's go to the hospital."
"No, just take it easy." Fortunately, she didn't have much strength right now, otherwise, under normal circumstances...
Qin Yue inexplicably didn't want to think about that possibility.
Seeing that he didn't seem to be in as much pain as before, and his speech had returned to normal, Song Shixi even heard the sound of him covering himself with a quilt, and the heavy feeling in his chest couldn't help but relax a little.
Then she thought, how could he be more shy than her? She was still baring her chest and back, and she couldn't find a way to get in.
Besides, there is no need to feel inferior about looking like this.
But this is not important now. The most important thing is Qin Yue’s safety.
"If something happens to you, what should I do in the future?" Song Shixi felt that this matter was very important and could not be glossed over, but after she persuaded him several times, Qin Yue still insisted on not going.
"Then show me again. If there's really no problem, we won't go."
“…”
In the end, Qin Yue still showed her, but the tips of his ears were completely red, and his face and neck were also affected.
Song Shixi was also a little uncomfortable. She coughed lightly, covered him with the quilt, hugged him, kissed him, and apologized. Only after he had completely recovered did they put the matter behind them.
This accident completely destroyed the good atmosphere. Song Shixi no longer had any romantic thoughts. Besides, it was getting late. She hurriedly took out the dress she had chosen last night from the closet and put it on. While changing, she explained and briefed Qin Yue on the itinerary.
Today's dinner is very important and was booked long ago. Zhang Sulan will come to pick her up later. If she is still here hanging out with Qin Yue when they come, how will she have the face to see them then?
So she couldn't break the appointment, that's why she was so anxious just now.
"Are you going back to the company? Or are you waiting for me here?"
Qin Yue was half-sitting on the bed, his complexion had returned to normal, and he stared at her changing clothes with sharp eyes. Her snow-white skin was flawless, except for a few red fingerprints on her plump and soft chest, which revealed a bit of ambiguity.
He couldn't help but recall the feeling he had held in his palm not long ago. It was like a glutinous rice dumpling, soft and sticky. Once he grasped it, he didn't want to let go. Just touching it was so good. If he could take a couple of bites...
Realizing what he was thinking, Qin Yue felt a dull pain down there again, but he couldn't control it, because just one look at her would make him impulsive and crazy.
Is he really going to let her go? What kind of dinner party is she going to?
Could those people be as important as him? Are there any men among them?
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Qin Yue clenched his palms. No, he had to listen to her and be a good boy. He couldn't be jealous.
He took a deep breath, his voice dry, "I'll wait here for you to come back."
Hearing this, Song Shixi, who had just put on her skirt, looked back at him with her eyes flashing. She walked over, knelt on the edge of the bed, held his face and kissed him. As soon as she landed on him, he pinched her waist and deepened the kiss. Fortunately, he knew his limits and only lingered for a while.
"So good."
Song Shixi's nose touched his, and the sweet and soft breath sprayed on his face a little hurriedly, making Qin Yue's Adam's apple roll. Thinking of something, he whispered: "Tell me the address, I'll pick you up later."
She was about to say no, but when she saw his expectant eyes looking at her, she finally relented.
Song Shixi let go of him and went back to the wardrobe. She took something out of the drawer and quickly changed her slightly wet underwear with the help of the wardrobe. When she was done, a blush appeared on her cheeks and she could clearly feel her cheeks getting hot.
She stuffed it into the closet at random, took a deep breath, and then closed the door. She glanced guiltily in the direction of Qin Yue. He had no change in expression, and obviously didn't notice her actions just now.
Song Shixi patted her pounding heart, thinking that Qin Yue was naked now and it would be inappropriate to open the curtains, so she turned on the light, went directly to the dressing table, and began to put on light makeup, while coaxing him to sleep for a while.
She was so focused on her makeup that she didn't notice that Qin Yue had been staring at the wardrobe for a long time.
Song Shixi was very skilled and quickly finished her makeup. She also combed her long hair straight and let it fall around her waist. Paired with a light grey waist-length skirt, she looked incredibly beautiful.
Just as she put down the comb, a car horn sounded downstairs. Song Shixi opened the curtains and looked out, and saw Zhang Sulan standing next to the car. She hurriedly stuffed her makeup and daily necessities into her bag, and was about to rush out when she braked and turned around to wave at him.
"I'm leaving now. If you're hungry, there's food in the refrigerator and cabinets. You can eat."
"There are many restaurants nearby, you can also go eat there."
"I'm really leaving."
She looked back every few steps, with reluctance and concern on her face, which made her already beautiful features even more bright and charming.
He looked at her for as long as she put on makeup. He felt itchy and didn't want her to go out. He clenched his fists, but finally couldn't bear it anymore and stood up, put his arms around her waist and kissed her.
Who knew that before he could get to her, she slapped him in the face.
"What are you doing? Stop messing up my makeup."
Feeling the slight itch on his cheek, Qin Yue pressed it with the tip of his tongue and silently added a sentence in the notepad in his heart: Don't mess up her makeup.
"Yeah." He settled for the second best and buried his face in the crook of her neck.
The slap was a completely subconscious action, and the force was not strong, but Song Shixi was still quite scared. After all, the number of people who could slap Qin Yue in this life could probably be counted on one hand.
But seeing that he didn't have any special reaction, he hugged her even tighter, clinging to her as if not letting her go, and the breath that was held in her chest slowly let out.
Song Shixi patted his perky buttocks, "Okay, I really have to go. I can't let others wait for me for so long. It's so rude."
Feeling the strange touch, Qin Yue's pupils dilated and his whole body stiffened.
"Remember to pick me up later." Song Shixi didn't notice his reaction. She felt that the touch was good and couldn't help but patted it twice more.
After the photoshoot, she felt a little frivolous and presumptuous, as if she was treating Qin Yue like a male model. She couldn't help but cough lightly with a guilty conscience, pushed him away with a vague look, and walked out.
"Can't I go?"
"Can't."
Qin Yue was a businessman himself, so he certainly knew that it was not appropriate for him to attend a dinner of this nature. However, after hearing her decisive answer, his eyes darkened.
Before he could feel depressed for two seconds, the person in front of him turned back and left a soft and wet lipstick mark on his cheek.
In an instant, a sweet feeling crept into my heart.
Until her eyelashes drooped, she said meaningfully: "It seems that everything is really fine."
Qin Yue frowned, and a hint of helpless shame and anger flashed in his usually bottomless black eyes.
He finally realized that she was truly bold and unscrupulous. No, he realized this when they first met.
But he likes it so much, it's crazy.
The door was closed. Qin Yue held his forehead and took a few deep breaths. He turned around and leaned against the window to watch her get into the car. He closed the curtains after the car drove away. He caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye and his eyes gradually became darker.
Although the person had left, the whole room was filled with her fragrance, which surrounded him completely and made it impossible for him to calm down.
Images of her kept appearing in my mind.
Machi was on his abdomen, her long hair swaying, brushing against her glowing white skin and then across his arms, making him feel itchy and numb.
besides……
She was slender and was hiding behind the wardrobe door, so he couldn't see anything, but she ignored her feet that were sticking out of the gap.
He clearly saw how she lifted her legs back and forth, switching them up and down.
And that small piece of cloth was now on his face, and the sweet smell of Yue Xing went straight into his nose, making his brain excited. The corners of his lips tightened unconsciously, but he couldn't hide the gasps that escaped from his throat from time to time.
What was held in his hand, moving up and down, was the light pink bra she had casually placed on the bedside table.
I can't tell what's more popular for a moment.
*
It was almost noon, the time for sunshine, and Song Shixi was leaning against the window, so he was inevitably dazzled by the sunlight.
"Shixi, can you sit a little closer to the middle? I see your face is sunburned." Zhang Sulan was sitting on the other side of Song Shixi. When she turned her head, she saw a pink mist-like blush spreading across her porcelain-white face. Even foundation couldn't cover it up, and it was particularly obvious.
Hearing this, Song Shixi subconsciously touched his face and said, "Oh, okay."
After saying that, she moved to the middle, but she knew very well that it was not from the sun at all, but the blush that had not yet faded.
"Old Huang has gone to pick up Xiao Chen. We can just meet at the hotel." Zhang Sulan started the conversation with a smile, and then said, "Your house is nice. It's quiet in a bustling place, and you have so many flowers planted in it."
"It took me a long time to find the one I wanted." It was not the first time that Song Shixi heard someone praise the house he rented, and a smile appeared on his lips.
The two chatted about this topic for a while, and soon arrived at the booked hotel.
This is an authentic copper pot hot pot restaurant. As soon as he got off the car, he smelled a rich aroma. Song Shixi hadn't eaten this kind of hot pot food for a long time. He couldn't help but sniff and decided to feast on it later.
It’s just a bit hot to eat this kind of food in summer.
But once I entered the door, I found that my worry was completely in vain, because every corner of the store was filled with ice cubes. As soon as I came in, I felt like I had entered an air-conditioned room, and I was comfortable and relaxed.
"How is it? Is the environment nice?" Zhang Sulan asked with a smile.
"That's right." Song Shixi nodded in agreement. Being cool and comfortable is the most important thing in summer.
Thinking of food, Song Shixi couldn't help but worry about Qin Yue, who was probably still lying on her bed. But thinking that he was an adult and it was impossible for him to starve, she felt a little relieved and followed Zhang Sulan to the front desk.
After asking the waiter and finding out that Huang Haikuo and Chen Huili had not arrived yet, he told them to go directly to the private room when they arrived, and then he went in and sat down first.
After sending the waiter away and there were only two people left in the room, Song Shixi pretended to casually mention the gift in the trunk yesterday, expressed her gratitude to Zhang Sulan, and then took out an exquisite little box from her bag and handed it to her.
"This is the factory's money, you deserve it, why are you giving it to me?" Zhang Sulan was a little surprised, then waved her hand and quickly refused, pushing the gift box on the table back to where Song Shixi was.
"Sister Sulan, please keep it. This is a little gift from me." Song Shixi was not flustered when being rejected. He gave her a coquettish look and softened his tone with a hint of pleading. Seeing that Zhang Sulan's expression relaxed a little, he pushed the gift box to her.
Song Shixi is pretty and can be irresistible if she acts a little coquettishly. Zhang Sulan hesitated for two seconds and felt that it was not a big deal. Besides, it would not look good for the two of them to push each other here, and it would be a waste of their friendship. So she did not refuse this time. She took the gift box in her hand and played with it for a while, and the corners of her lips could not help but rise up.
Although those things were indeed paid for by the factory, if she hadn't been the one to facilitate it, how could the factory have thought of preparing these for her?
No one would be unhappy if someone remembered and thanked them for their effort, and Zhang Sulan was no exception. Her favorability towards Song Shixi rose another level. She remembered something and turned sideways to rummage through her bag to find a small notebook.
"By the way, this is the company I told you about last time that I want to work with. I've screened them all, so you can take a look when you have time."
As Zhang Sulan spoke, she tore off a page from her notebook and handed it to Song Shixi, then continued, "You have a phone installed at home. Can I give them your contact information? It would be more convenient."
Of course, Song Shixi had no reason to refuse, so he nodded in agreement immediately.
"But honestly, you're still a student. If you handle these issues on your own, you're definitely not up to the task. It's better to find a reliable company and sign a contract as soon as possible."
"Although the money I get is less, it is more convenient and saves trouble."
Hearing this, Song Shixi understood that Zhang Sulan really put him in the position of a friend. A smile appeared in his eyes, and he also expressed his own thoughts, "Signing to a company has its pros and cons. I have considered it before, but I don't think it will be as free and comfortable as opening my own studio."
"Open your own studio?" Zhang Sulan frowned.
This was the first time she saw a new model wanting to open her own studio. Usually, only models with some fame would want to go out on their own.
There are many advantages to working alone. You can keep all the money in your own hands, and the threshold is not high. You just need to hire a few people and handle the relevant procedures, and you can set up the business.
But although it sounds simple, there are actually a lot of twists and turns involved. The fact that good resources are not circulated alone can overwhelm a lot of people.
Merchants and modeling agencies have common interests, and the benefits are kept within the family, so personal studios can only get some scraps.
Most people end up empty-handed. They don’t make any money, their youth fades away, their fame is gone, and they are left with a lot of debts. In the end, they can only run back to the modeling agency to work to pay off their debts. Moreover, many people want to go back but can’t, and end up with a miserable ending. Some of them even run into the adult industry.
Anyway, Zhang Sulan has never seen many people succeed.
It's a good thing for young people to be ambitious, but they can easily suffer losses if they lack experience.
But in a flash, she remembered that Song Shixi had plenty of money, and her demeanor showed that she was a rich lady. Even if she ran into problems in the end, she would have someone to back her up.
Thinking of this, Zhang Sulan didn't rush to speak. She raised her hand and took a sip of tea. But after thinking about it, she still tried to persuade him a little, pouring out all her concerns. Finally, she said quietly, "Even if your family has money, you shouldn't do this."
Song Shixi didn't expect Zhang Sulan to see her this way, and couldn't help but laugh: "I'm not a rich girl, and no one is covering for me..."
Having said that, Song Shixi paused, and a person emerged in his mind.
Song Shixi shook her head. It is better to rely on herself than on others. She only trusts the trump card for saving her life that she created herself.
"Ah?" Zhang Sulan was a little surprised. She thought Song Shixi was being modest and joking.
Song Shixi didn't elaborate, but just stared into her eyes and said with a curved lip: "If it turns red, everything will be broken."
If you are famous, do you still need to worry about resources? Even if you don’t have a company or a studio, there are still plenty of people coming to you.
This can be seen after she became a sensation in newspapers and magazines. Those bosses are like wolfhounds smelling meat in a famine year. They are determined to find her and cooperate with her at any cost.
What if she was more famous?
Zhang Sulan's eyes widened. On the one hand, she felt that Song Shixi was right, but on the other hand, she felt that she was so arrogant. Why did she think she could become famous?
Looking at her smiling face, Zhang Sulan silently took back her last words.
"I agree with you."
Song Shixi was waiting for her to say this. She leaned towards Zhang Sulan, staring at her with her beautiful fox eyes without blinking. Her voice was firm and serious, yet a little tempting: "Sister Sulan, do you want to place a bet?"
【Author’s words】
Xibao: Why are you wearing Pinru's clothes? [Scared]
Who can resist a little fox? [shy] Asking for some nutrient solution [scattering flowers] Thank you, my dears.]
[I recommend my completed work "The Beautiful Dramatist of the Era Literature Master". [Shy] Those who are short of books can go and have a look. The copy is as follows:
Cheng Fangqiu was born with extraordinary beauty and skin as white as cream, but when she opened her eyes, she turned out to be a cannon fodder female supporting role in a novel written in the 1970s.
She looked up at the sky speechlessly. In this era full of restrictions, she just wanted to be a salted fish, use her cheap husband's generous salary to go shopping, and by the way, enjoy the broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted, cool and handsome man's hard "service", hehehe.
In the compound, everyone knows Zhou Yinghuai, the beauty of Gaoling. She has a handsome appearance, a distinguished family background, a promising future, a tall and strong physique, and a high and straight nose, which makes the young wives drool.
I can't even imagine what kind of good life I'd have every night if I married him.
Cheng Fangqiu: "Coward, I just dare to think about it."
However, it was also she who later held her waist, pounded the bed and cried out that she couldn’t bear it anymore!!!
*
Recently, something new happened in the compound. Technician Zhou, who went to the countryside to provide construction assistance, was pestered by a village girl.
It's like a flower stuck in cow dung. Of course, the former is a flower and the latter is cow dung.
Watching Zhou Yinghuai being ordered around to cook and wash clothes every day, and having to use his salary to buy clothes and snacks for her, he ran around, massaging her shoulders and back.
Everyone beat their chests and stamped their feet, thinking that Zhou Yinghuai was extremely unlucky.
But later, I accidentally bumped into that pile of "dung". When sending Zhou Yinghuai to work, the beautiful woman in a small skirt, with her eyes rolling and her hands waving, said, "Husband, come back early in the evening~"
Why go back so early? Ahhhh, it's almost taking away everyone's soul. Everyone's eyes are red with jealousy, and suddenly it seems that who is the flower and who is the cow dung is still debatable.
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