Chapter 34 You look so pretty when you cry
Song Youning's figure was gradually shrouded by the tall shadow of the young man. Ji Siyun lowered his head uneasily, waiting for her to pronounce the punishment on him.
"Ji Siyun, you are avoiding me." Song Youning leaned back in his chair leisurely, his tone firm.
She saw that his hands hanging at his sides were clenched. This time, Ji Siyun didn't dare to lie to her. He nodded with difficulty, his voice hoarse.
"I'm sorry, I... I..." Song Youning suddenly stood up.
The distance between them shortened in an instant. He lowered his head, his lips almost touching her forehead. The rich fragrance that he had missed for a long time filled his nose, and Ji Siyun subconsciously took a step back.
As soon as he stepped back, Song Youning took a step forward. His sharp gaze seemed to be able to penetrate his heart and see the essence, making Ji Siyun extremely uneasy.
She pressed closer and closer, and he retreated again and again until his back touched the cold wall.
"Miss... please..."
The young man in a suit and tie was forced into a corner by the girl, with no way to retreat. Like a cornered decent woman, he had a pleading look on his face.
He looked helpless and pitiful, but his violently rising and falling chest revealed that he was very excited by her approaching.
Song Youning's gaze gradually moved from Ji Siyun's increasingly handsome face down to his waist.
"Give me the belt," she ordered.
Ji Siyun's breathing paused, and the next second his hands trembled as he unbuckled his belt and pulled it hard, then respectfully held the belt in front of her with both hands.
Song Youning raised his eyelids and looked over lightly. Ji Siyun's face was flushed. He looked like he had experienced a great shock just by unbuckling his belt.
She stared at him and slowly took the belt he handed her. "Turn around."
The young man instantly understood what she was going to do. He obediently turned his back and stretched his arms behind him. Song Youning took the belt and wrapped it around Ji Siyun's wrists, tying his hands.
Ji Siyun's breathing became heavy. He turned his head to look at her, swallowing hard, his voice a little hoarse: "Miss, lock the door, okay?"
Song Youning fastened the buttons, raised her head and smiled sweetly at him, "Not good."
After tying him up, she asked him to turn back, gently stroked Ji Siyun's chest with her right hand, and suddenly grabbed his tie and pulled it hard. The tall young man was actually pulled so hard that he staggered.
Song Youning turned and walked towards the sofa in the office. She grabbed his tie, and Ji Siyun had to bend down to keep up with her pace. Until they reached the sofa for guests, the eldest lady put her delicate palm on his chest and pushed him gently.
She was so weak and delicate, so he always had to cooperate with her. Ji Siyun fell on his back on the sofa as she wished.
Immediately afterwards, a soft and warm body leaned over, and Song Youning sat on him with his legs sinking.
His chest heaved violently. Ji Siyun raised his head, his Adam's apple sliding unbearably, and his eyes sparkled as he looked at Song Youning.
“Is this a reward?”
Song Youning smiled and untied his tie, blindfolded him, tied a knot behind his head to secure it, and blew into his ear: "No, it's a punishment."
Where her breath passed, the cold white skin turned pink, and a dense patch of goose bumps appeared. Ji Siyun was so excited that his body was trembling. Song Youning keenly noticed his change and patted his cheek, "Calm down, puppy."
Ji Siyun licked his lips and gave her an innocent smile from the uncovered lower half of his face. "Miss, you're too close to me. I can't calm down."
After working on the mission for two years, Song Youning found out that not only was it in vain, but it was even going in the opposite direction. He felt very complicated.
Forget the mission, let her vent her anger first.
Song Youning sat on his lap, her slender fingers gently stroking his eyes through his tie, sliding across his face, and reaching his rosy lips.
Obviously, these beautiful lips are soft and moist, but she said, "Your mouth is so dry, let me give you some water."
A soft little hand suddenly pinched his jaw and applied a little force, forcing him to open his mouth. A glass of water fell down as if it was not aimed correctly, and only a small amount of water wet his chin.
Almost a whole cup of water poured down his neck and soaked Ji Siyun's chest.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't hold it steady." Song Youning showed no apology.
Blindfolded, Ji Siyun couldn't see her expression, but he could guess from her tone that she must be slightly squinting her beautiful almond eyes with a sly smile on her face.
"Let me wipe it for you," she said.
The warm fingers touched the skin on his neck, and Ji Siyun's whole body tensed up - she was unbuttoning his clothes.
"Miss?" He tightened his lips and twisted his body subconsciously.
"Tsk." Song Youning seemed dissatisfied with his slight lack of cooperation. "How can I help you wipe it if you don't untie it?"
Under his tie, Ji Siyun's eyelids twitched nervously. He said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter if you don't wipe it... My body is ugly, don't dirty the young lady's eyes."
The hand that had already unbuttoned three buttons paused, but only for a moment. "Really? I want to see how ugly it is."
Song Youning unbuttoned all the buttons in one go and lifted up his clothes.
The thin chest and abdominal muscles with smooth and graceful lines are neatly arranged, and the old scars crisscrossing on the cold white skin have become much lighter in color.
Song Youning looked at the faded scars and was slightly stunned.
Ji Siyun asked her to wait a little longer because he was doing scar removal surgery?
Noticing that she had stopped moving, Ji Siyun was glad that he was blindfolded at the moment and could not see the disgusted expression on her face when she saw his ugly body.
He raised the corner of his mouth in self-mockery, "You're scared, right? The doctor said the scar is too deep. If I want to completely remove it, I need several more laser treatments..."
A soft and warm hand gently touched his exposed skin, and the words that Ji Siyun was about to say were blocked at his lips.
Song Youning gently stroked the faded scars on his body. She still remembered how hideous those scars originally looked. To be so shallow now, he must have undergone many surgeries.
That must be so painful.
"Not ugly." Song Youning said.
Ji Siyun's chest was heaving violently. He wanted to look at Song Youning in confusion, but he didn't know where to look since he was blindfolded. He could only murmur helplessly: "Miss..."
God have mercy on him, this is not the gloomy boss who will cover the sky with one hand in the future, but clearly a pitiful little dog.
Song Youning looked at the slightly open lips, and the evil factor in her heart came to her mind. The hand that had touched his chest was stained with water. She raised her hand, looked at her wet fingers, and suddenly slapped him in the face.
The rich aroma of jasmine tea hit him, and then a soft and delicate palm slapped his cheek. Ji Siyun turned his face slightly and his breathing became heavier.
"You've stained my fingers," she said.
There was only a slight pain on his face. Ji Siyun's nose was filled with her fragrance. He was so excited that his body was tense and painful. Hearing her delicate complaints, Ji Siyun turned his face and said sincerely: "Miss, I'm sorry, I will help you clean it up, okay?"
Song Youning lowered her head and said nothing, acquiescing to his request. The young man, blindfolded, could only tentatively reach forward to find her raised hand. His feminine, beautiful face brushed against her wet hand, his soft lips rubbing against her palm.
His rosy lips opened slightly, and the slippery tip of his tongue extended, licking her wet palm, bringing a tingling sensation.
After two years of trying, he still hasn't changed his bad habit of licking people. Even through his tie, Song Youning could see that the corners of his eyes must be slightly raised, with a triumphant smile on his face.
The rough and greasy touch slid across her delicate palm. Ji Siyun tilted his head back, his eyes covered by his tie, staring in one direction. As if he could see her through the fabric, he licked her palm slowly and devoutly.
Itchy and lingering.
It wasn't until his soft lips moved up and held her index finger that Song Youning came back to her senses.
"Is this what you said, help me clean it up?" His palms were full of his saliva, and Song Youning was almost laughing out of anger.
Ji Siyun held her finger in his mouth as if it were a piece of his favorite candy, sucking it gently. Although he was doing something ambiguous and even a little perverted, his expression was innocent to the extreme.
His voice was sticky: "Miss, the puppy is helping you clean up."
Song Youning has become accustomed to this little pervert's special hobby. Her slender fingers were wrapped in the wet and hot mouth. She stirred her fingers with evil intentions, teasing the tongue inside.
The rough texture is also a bit smooth.
Ji Siyun followed her fingertips, and his red lips made a sticky sound of water.
“Hmm…”
Ji Siyun groaned.
The other hand had already quietly reached into his clothes and was wandering around.
A spark spreads.
He was like a taut bow, not daring to move.
In the darkness, he couldn't see anything and his tactile feedback was maximized.
Exciting, but hard to bear.
A warm breath suddenly approached his neck, and then two soft lips pressed against his neck.
Ji Siyun couldn't even breathe for a moment.
Her teeth bit the skin, sending out a burst of heat. She held a small piece of flesh on his neck and rubbed it gently with her canine teeth.
It hurts a little, but it's not really pain.
Ji Siyun froze in place, and it took him a long time to catch his breath. His whole body was shaking, and his voice was unusually soft.
"Miss...lock the door...please..."
The tie covering his eyes had two wet marks. The tall young man had his hands tied behind his back and was pressed down on the sofa by the petite woman, not daring to move.
Ji Siyun was not afraid of being seen in dishevel, but he was afraid that they would point fingers at Song Youning.
His voice sounded as if he was about to cry, "Miss...lock the door...you can do whatever you want..."
Song Youning, who had been biting his neck, loosened her grip and pulled away the tie that covered his eyes. His tearful black eyes suddenly caught the light, and he blinked uneasily, squeezing out two lines of tears.
Fragile and pitiful.
"You're not quite right." She narrowed her eyes slightly and said arrogantly, "I can do whatever I want to you."
Song Youning's index finger was covered with his saliva. She deliberately used this finger to pick up his tears and wiped it on his lips that she had made rosy red.
She smiled sweetly at him, "Ji Xiaogou, you look so pretty when you cry."
"Cry again and show me. I like the way you cry."
She was arrogant and coquettish. Ji Siyun looked at her almost obsessively, as if he was stupid, and nodded blankly.
The eldest lady said...she liked him very much.
Crystal clear tears slid down from the corners of his eyes, and the young man's voice was hoarse with a hint of crying.
"Miss, I like you too."
Ji Siyun quickly learned how to cater to her preferences. His beautiful face, so delicate that it was difficult to tell whether it was androgynous, put on a fragile expression, his eyes were slightly red and tearful, and his voice was choked with just the right amount of sobs. He tilted his head, showing her his most harmless side, and wagged his tail to beg for mercy.
"Miss, I'll be good. Can you kiss me again?"
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