65 The Surprise He Prepared
◎Stockings wrapped around his Adam's apple, swinging (more)◎
After hearing Qin Yue's words, Song Shixi gradually calmed down. She put her arms around his neck, breathing heavily, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What surprise?"
As night fell, everything around seemed to become silent all of a sudden, with only the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves.
The terrace was large and long, connected to the study next door, where tables and chairs for drinking tea and reading were placed. Qin Yue did not rush to answer. He put the bathrobe he had picked up on the round table and pressed her over it.
Her legs hung in the air, swaying back and forth with the impact, their whiteness reflecting light.
"You'll know in a moment." Qin Yue held her mouth and spoke indistinctly.
He was trying to hide it to keep her in suspense, and Song Shixi had no other choice. However, she was particularly curious about what the surprise he was talking about, so she couldn't help but look around.
Her absent-mindedness caused his dissatisfaction. He pinched her waist and banged the table, making it creak. It seemed that it would collapse under the weight in the next second. Song Shixi was lying on it. She was so scared that she quickly climbed onto his shoulders, leaving scratches on the table.
His neck tilted back, his hair fell on the table, and his eyes were distracted.
At this moment, the black sky was instantly illuminated, and gorgeous flowers bloomed quickly, and then fell like shooting stars, but soon one firework after another slowly rose into the sky, filling the hollow, colorful, and seemed within reach.
Song Shixi's pupils gradually focused, and she subconsciously raised her hand, wanting to borrow that beauty, but it was too far and too high, she couldn't touch it at all. But just being able to see it was enough to make her smile.
Her eyebrows curved, and her delicate features became even more charming against the backdrop of the fireworks.
She was looking at him seriously, but he was looking at her from beginning to end, with his thin lips raised in a slight arc, his chin buried in the crook of her neck, and he kept telling her his love amid the sound of colorful fireworks.
"I love you too."
"I like this surprise, too."
Song Shixi held his face, her eyes felt sore for a moment, and her heart softened like syrup, so sweet that it almost oozes honey, and she blurted out the words that came to her lips.
She clearly saw Qin Yue's deep eyes suddenly filled with star-like light.
She couldn't remember how long the fireworks lasted, because the moment she finished speaking, he turned her over and was greeted with an even more violent tremor.
When she stood with her arms on the table and her back to him, Song Shixi realized that there were postures in the world more torturous than the plank.
Her long hair was scattered in her arms, her face was as beautiful as a peach, she was about to cry, her fox eyes were misty, her lips, which were red and swollen from being kissed, were slightly open, and she cried out with a choked sob.
"Don't be so fast, I can't do it anymore, I'm going to die."
Half of desire, half of complaint, the charming ending tone rose, but in the end it changed its tone, as if it had been badly bullied, little knowing that this would arouse the beast's destructive desire.
The air was filled with an ambiguous fishy fragrance, mixed with the sweetness from her body and the crisp scent of roses, making people dizzy.
Qin Yue's handsome eyes were filled with surging emotions. Sweat soaked the loose hair on his forehead, flowed down his cheeks, and hit her smooth jade-like back, which made her tremble even more violently.
He didn't say anything, his fingertips clasping her waist.
After just a few strokes, she couldn't help but come over and grab his hand. Qin Yue softened his voice and coaxed her in her ear, then forcefully wrapped her hand around him, letting her feel how wonderful it was, making her unable to leave his hand.
Delicious and fun.
He leaned down, pressing their bodies closer together.
Her and the flames in the sky were imprinted in his deep pupils, but there was only one thought in his mind, that is, she said she loved him.
For the first time, Qin Yue felt that people could be so happy, and he wanted to make this moment eternal.
The brilliant fireworks ended completely, and she was completely exhausted and slid to the ground.
The wind blew away the strong smell a little. Qin Yue ignored the messy table for the time being. He quickly pulled her into his arms and carried her sideways while she was still recovering. He walked into the house. The window was not closed and the candlelight was blown out. The room was dark and he could not see the furnishings clearly, but he walked smoothly.
After entering the bathroom, Qin Yue covered her eyes before turning on the light.
While filling the bathtub with hot water, Qin Yue searched through her pile of bottles and jars for makeup removers. Following the steps he had seen before, he helped her clean it bit by bit, using extra gentle force for fear of hurting her.
After she finished wiping, she calmed down a little, opened her sparkling eyes, and cursed him fiercely through gritted teeth: "Asshole."
He was like a pile driver, and seemed to have no idea how to write the word "tired".
She thought that scolding him would make him more restrained, but he actually laughed even more happily, with the corners of his mouth raised, his eyes and eyebrows unclear, and he even wanted to come over to kiss her.
Song Shixi couldn't stand it any longer, she covered his lips with her palm and snorted, "Hurry up and take a shower and go to bed."
He licked her palm and offered, "Then I'll help you take it off."
"You..." She withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, the corners of her eyes became even redder, and she rolled her eyes at him unhappily, but she knew she couldn't resist him, so she didn't refuse.
Qin Yue slowly raised his hand and began to study how to untie the winding black belts on her body. After finding it a bit difficult, he started to take off her stockings. He grabbed her calf with his palm and pinched a little red mark on it with his fingertips. The difference in skin color, coupled with the black knee-high socks, gave an obscure charm.
His hands were covered with a thin layer of calluses, and when they brushed against her skin, it was so itchy that Song Shixi bit her lower lip to prevent herself from screaming out in a cowardly manner.
It felt like I had just calmed down, but now I'm starting to get restless again.
Not only her, he finds it more difficult to hide his emotions and needs than her.
Song Shixi narrowed her beautiful eyes, supported her hands on the sink, raised her neck slightly back, outlining a graceful arc, and after he took off one of her stockings, she stepped on it.
It was clearly him who was stepped on, but he did not seem unhappy at all. On the contrary, he jumped a few times with pleasure. Even his owner could not help but grab the stockings, and a few uncontrolled breaths came out of his throat.
She nodded with satisfaction and let him go in to get it.
Finally, the stockings were wrapped around his Adam's apple and hung around his neck. No one knew how long they dangled there.
When it was over, the skirt was finally completely undone. She asked him to throw it away, but he refused and folded it neatly and stuffed it into a drawer beside him.
Song Shixi watched the whole thing in amazement and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"
"Save it for next time." He was frank and told her his secret and dirty thoughts directly.
Song Shixi's eyes widened slightly, the tips of his ears turned red, and he retorted: "It's all dirty, I won't wear it."
Although she was always dizzy during the process, she still saw Qin Yue rubbing her skirt in a daze. It was estimated that those spots were still not dry yet!
"I'll clean it up."
Qin Yue answered without hesitation. Taking advantage of her stunned moment, he leaned over and kissed her lips. Holding her lower lip, he coaxed her in a hoarse voice, "Wear it for me next time?"
Song Shixi was dazed by the kiss, and since it wasn't a big deal and she was enjoying it, not only did it add to the fun, but it also made her pretty, she agreed to his wish and nodded.
But then she thought of something, and she clung to his shoulders, giggling softly, "But I bought several more sets. Are you sure you want this one next time?"
Hearing this, Qin Yue's breathing suddenly sank, his Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes overflowed with a bit of surprise and anticipation. Her little expression made his scalp tingle. He wanted to shake his head immediately, but he was afraid that she would think that he disliked this dress and was a person who was easily bored with the old and easily liked the new. After considering it for a moment, he carefully replied: "Wear whichever one you like."
This answer touched Song Shixi's heart, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, "You're quite sensible."
After she finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of the water about to overflow from the bathtub not far away, and quickly patted him. The latter let go of her, walked over to turn off the faucet, and tested the temperature again. Only when it was suitable did he return to pick her up.
"Take a shower first." Song Shixi felt sweaty all over and didn't want to lie in the bathtub like this, so she told him to turn on the shower.
Qin Yue always responded to her requests and was happy to help her clean it out.
The bathtub was very large, and there was plenty of space for two people to lie down. Song Shixi lay on the warm and tall body, closing her eyes comfortably. Once she relaxed, she felt a little drowsy.
The person behind her used a comb to comb out a few strands of hair that were slightly tangled due to the sticky hair. He was patient and gentle. After all the hair was combed out, he washed her hair.
The servants didn't know the mistress's preferences, so the bathroom was still filled with the brands and scents he usually used. The fragrance was light and not very obvious, but Qin Yue felt that anything that came into contact with her would be infinitely magnified, and the fragrance was so strong that he couldn't help but smell it again and again.
They both have the same smell.
This realization made him curl his lips and couldn't help but linger and bite the back of her neck.
“It’s itchy.”
She dodged to the side in disgust, but he soon caught up with her again and pushed her back to her original position.
"Hurry up and take a shower, then go to bed."
The familiar words appeared again, but this time Song Shixi was serious.
Qin Yue heard the tiredness and laziness in her words, and immediately stopped lighting the fire. He carefully helped her wash clean, then picked her up and rinsed her twice in the shower area. Then he took the bath towel she brought from Shenzhen and wrapped her in it, carefully wiped off the moisture, and picked up the hair dryer to help her dry.
The slender fingertips shuttled through the black hair, brushing the scalp from time to time, which was very comfortable.
Song Shixi was too tired to move, so she let him help wipe and dry her hair. Thinking of something, she wrinkled her nose and reminded him, "Remember to change the sheets. They all smell like condoms."
A hint of dissatisfaction emanated from his lazy voice. Back then, there weren't as many varieties and fragrances as in later generations, such as strawberry, grape, apple and other fruity scents, as well as jasmine, gardenia, osmanthus and other floral scents...
There are only two words to describe it now, and that is smelly!
Three words, extremely smelly!
Hearing this, Qin Yue was stunned at first, then he lowered his eyes and smiled softly. This smile softened his cold and three-dimensional facial features.
Song Shixi thought Qin Yue was laughing at her for being delicate, so she immediately raised her hand to pinch his face and said coquettishly, "What are you laughing at? Don't you love cleanliness the most?"
"Um."
He didn't deny it. After making sure her hair was dry, he turned off the hair dryer, leaned close to her ear, and whispered something.
There was no more noisy sounds around her, and every word entered her brain accurately as if it was tracked, forming a complete sentence, which immediately made her face hot.
【Author’s words】
Xibao: A man should be hardworking and patient. I mean in every aspect [shy]
[Ten thousand nutrient solutions are coming soon, thank you little angels for your support [kiss] I hope it will come faster next time, hehe [yellow heart]]
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