Chapter 42 Opening Her Christmas Gift
"So you took a three-hour flight back and took the earliest flight back tomorrow morning just to spend Christmas Eve with me?"
Song Youning opened her eyes wide, finding it simply unreasonable. She opened her mouth, not knowing whether to laugh or curse.
"Aren't you tired?"
Ji Siyun shook his head. "I'm not tired. When I think about coming to see you, I'm not tired at all."
"What time is your flight tomorrow?"
"Six o'clock."
Song Youning was even more surprised. "So you have to leave at three o'clock?"
The young man nodded and smiled faintly, "I can still stay with you for a few more hours, Miss."
It would be a lie to say that she was not moved by his sincerity. Song Youning looked at his slightly tired face, her clear pupils trembling slightly. She forced herself to suppress the emotion that should not have come to her. She sighed and held the young man's hand.
She pulled him upstairs to her room until he was pressed down to sit on her bed. Ji Siyun said hesitantly, "Miss, I'm not ready yet..."
Seeing him subconsciously protecting his clothes, Song Youning quietly raised her eyelids and rolled her eyes, thinking: He was so eager to turn on the video for her to watch when he was taking a shower, who is he guarding against now?
But the more he acted like this, the more she wanted to tease him.
"Prepare? Prepare for what?" Song Youning deliberately moved very close to him, looking into his collar with a presumptuous look.
"I watched the video last night and your scars are no longer visible. I think you've been well prepared."
Ji Siyun's face flushed instantly, his moist lips parted slightly, and he stammered, "No, not that..."
She suddenly spread her hands towards him, her almond eyes widened and her gaze became clear and bright.
"Jisyun, where's my Christmas present?"
The young man looked stunned, as if he didn't understand why she suddenly mentioned this. He subconsciously replied, "Secretary He will send it over tomorrow..."
"No." She said in a stern tone, "I want it now."
Ji Siyun reached into his pocket for his phone and said, "Then I'll call her now and ask her to send it over right away."
Song Youning stopped him, her tone coquettish, and she snorted, "Even if she sends it right away, it will be past twelve o'clock. I will be sad if I don't receive a gift tonight."
"What should we do then?" A look of regret flashed across Ji Siyun's face.
He should have had the gift delivered earlier.
He looked at Song Youning sincerely, "Miss, what should I do to make you happy?"
Slender fingers brushed his collar and unbuttoned the first button. Song Youning bent down and placed a light kiss on his cheek.
"It's very simple." Her voice was soft and gentle, but it made Ji Siyun's heart beat wildly. "Just give you to me as a gift."
…
Ji Siyun came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. When he looked up, he saw Song Youning lying on the bed with one hand supporting the back of his head waiting for him.
The long, straight legs were casually folded together, so white that they were dazzling.
Ji Siyun's breathing stagnated, and he walked forward under Song Youning's smiling gaze. After turning off the lights, he took a deep breath to calm himself, and carefully lay down beside her.
Song Youning was almost amused by his reserved appearance. In the past, he would even climb onto the bed to deliberately break the air conditioner in her room, but why was he so innocent today?
A soft body suddenly pressed against him, and Ji Siyun's heart stopped for a moment.
"Why are you hiding from me?"
The soft female voice was right beside his ear. Ji Siyun swallowed hard and said, "No, I'm not hiding."
"Hmm? Then turn around."
The curtains were not completely drawn, and the moonlight shone in, so you could still see clearly in the room.
Ji Siyun turned around slowly. Song Youning was holding a red ribbon that she used to tie her hair and smiled sweetly at him.
"Jisyun, I haven't opened my Christmas present yet."
The young man's thick eyelashes trembled, he bit his lip and gave her a pleading look.
"Miss, can you please not do it tonight... I will also find it very uncomfortable to endure it."
Song Youning sneered, "You deserve it. I didn't ask you to endure it."
The spoiled young lady ignored his pleas and raised the ribbon in her hand to cover the young man's wet eyes.
But his expression was really pitiful. Considering that he had taken the trouble to fly back all the way just to spend a few hours with her, Song Youning leaned over and bit his ear.
"Don't worry, I won't make you feel uncomfortable tonight."
Snowflakes began to fall outside the window again, and the white moonlight poured into the room from the balcony. The temperature was even lower at night, and the air conditioner was running, continuously supplying heat into the room.
Amid the roar of the machine, one could faintly hear a suppressed male voice crying, and it seemed as if there was another gentle female voice whispering comfort.
I don’t know why, but the more I comforted him, the more obvious the man’s sobs became.
Yeah, it’s really hard to guess why.
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On Christmas Day, Song Youning slept until noon before getting out of bed. She stretched and went to the bathroom. She was startled by the satisfied look of the woman in the mirror.
She stroked her rosy face and thought back to last night.
Ji Siyun’s sense of service is so strong that not only he was satisfied last night, but she was too.
And compared to her who was more interested in teasing her, Ji Siyun was obviously much more serious, and his heart and eyes were full of wanting to make her happy.
Song Youning thought with some regret that maybe after she returned, she would really miss Ji Siyun.
Aunt Chen had knocked on the door twice to ask her to go downstairs for lunch. Song Youning quickly washed up and went downstairs.
In the past, Aunt Chen would stay in the kitchen when she ate, but today she stood aside. Seeing her come down alone to start eating, she looked upstairs in confusion, and then asked Song Youning.
"Miss, why didn't the uncle come down?"
Song Youning choked on a mouthful of soup and coughed profusely. Aunt Chen hurried forward and handed her a piece of paper to smooth her back, muttering, "Oh, Miss, please be careful."
After coughing for a long time, Song Youning's face turned red. He opened his mouth and breathed deeply. His throat felt dry and astringent as if it had been burned by fire.
After calming down, Song Youning weakly raised her eyelids and asked, "Aunt Chen, what is your name, Ji Siyun?"
Aunt Chen replied as a matter of course: "Uncle-in-law."
Song Youning's eyes flashed with embarrassment, and he forced a dry laugh, "You misunderstood, don't call him like that..."
Aunt Chen showed a smile of experience on her face, "I woke up in the middle of the night last night and saw Master Ji enter the young lady's room."
She raised her eyebrows, "Gu... Master Ji hasn't gotten up yet?"
The aunt on the other side pushed her arm and said ambiguously, "Oh, young man, you have no self-control. Let him rest for a while."
“…”
Ji Siyun was harmed by his unwarranted reputation.
Song Youning stroked his forehead with amusement and said to the two gossiping aunts, "His flight was at 6am, so he left a long time ago."
"Ah? Didn't he just come back last night?" Aunt Chen opened her mouth in surprise.
"Well, I came back temporarily and left again after Christmas Eve."
"Oh~" The two aunts looked at each other, nodded in understanding, and looked at Song Youning with an expression of "I understand, I understand".
"So Master Ji came back specifically to spend the holiday with Miss."
"It's a good relationship! Oh, it's so good to be young."
Hearing their teasing words, Song Youning's lips curled up slightly. In a good mood, he picked up his phone and sent a message to Ji Siyun.
"Auntie thought you were still asleep and said you were tired last night and needed to rest more."
Ji Siyun seemed to be guarding the phone. Song Youning had just put down the phone when his reply came.
Ji Siyun: Miss should know whether I am tired or not.
Song Youning rubbed her still sore arm, thinking of Ji Siyun who was crying but full of energy last night - well, she was tired anyway.
She didn't want to reply to him and was about to leave when the next message came.
Ji Siyun: Miss, you can try next time and see how long it takes me to get tired.
Tsk, you acted so reluctant last night, and now you say this again.
Song Youning quickly tapped a few times on the screen, sent the message, threw the phone aside, and started eating seriously.
Ji Siyun didn't sleep all night, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. After finishing work in the morning, he was holding his mobile phone and thinking about what to send to Song Youning, when he suddenly received a message from her.
Miss: Auntie thought you were still sleeping and said you were tired last night and needed to rest more.
tired?
He was just worried about tiring her out so he only did it once... Could it be that she disliked him for not doing it enough times?
Ji Siyun quickly replied: Miss should know whether I am tired or not.
After thinking about it, I felt that my reply was not good enough, so I added: Miss, you can try next time and see how long it will take me to get tired.
That should be fine, right?
He was secretly hinting that there would be a next time, and the fact that he was... well, last night was not his true level.
The phone vibrated and Song Youning replied.
Ji Siyun opened his phone expectantly.
Missy: Tsk, you big talker.
The smug smile on the young man's pretty face froze, and his eyes seemed to be fixed on the three words "McGarro" and couldn't move away.
Song Youning's news obviously hit Ji Siyun hard. For the whole afternoon, the pressure around him was very low. Even Assistant Fang, who had been following him, didn't dare to say a word to him.
But the good thing was that when negotiating the price with the supplier in the afternoon, because Ji Siyun kept showing his handsome face and his deep eyes looked like he wanted to kill someone, the other party felt unsure and the expected price was lowered again and again. In the end, the contract was signed at a purchase price that was 20% lower than the expected price.
The people from the branch office sent away the supplier who was wiping his cold sweat, and turned to ask Assistant Fang who had a resentful look on his face.
"What's wrong with Mr. Ji? He seemed to be in a good mood this morning."
Assistant Fang sighed, patted his shoulder, and said with a heavy face, "People in love are like this, their moods are always changing."
"What? President Ji is in love?" The colleague was so surprised by the news that his eyes lit up and he pulled him to the tea room, wishing he had a handful of sunflower seeds in his hands. "Tell me more, who is President Ji's girlfriend?"
"Strictly speaking, she's not my girlfriend yet." Assistant Fang stretched out his finger and made a gesture of two little people chasing each other. "Mr. Ji is pursuing her, but she hasn't agreed yet."
"Who is it?"
Assistant Fang suddenly realized that he had let something slip, coughed, and changed the subject: "I have a document that I need to get Mr. Ji's signature on, so I'll be leaving first."
A colleague wailed in pain behind him, "Assistant Fang, don't speak half the truth."
Assistant Fang is Ji Siyun's confidant, so it's inevitable that he knows about him and Song Youning, but Ji Siyun has expressly forbade him to reveal anything. Today, he accidentally made a slip of the tongue and committed a big taboo.
He hurriedly walked faster, thinking anxiously: In a few days, President Ji will confess his feelings. After he succeeds, he probably won't blame him for being too talkative, right?
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