Chapter 47 You Have Embezzled the Property
Ji Siyun's steady breathing suddenly became disordered.
In her right ear, Song's mother was still chattering about how Song's father insisted on traveling abroad with her and missed Song Youning's birthday.
Her slender arms stretched out from behind and embraced him, the soft touch of his back was obvious, her chin was on his shoulder, and she blew into his left ear.
Song's mother talked a lot, and finally asked him: "Is Ningning angry because we are not home?"
Her mouth suddenly grasped his earlobe, gently rubbing his sensitive skin between her teeth. Ji Siyun nearly gasped in shock. His knuckles, gripping the phone with such force, were white. He didn't dare say too much for fear of revealing his true identity, so he simply said, "No."
"That's good! I thought she'd be angry that we didn't come back to be with her." Mother Song felt relieved but also a little disappointed. "Ningning has grown up and doesn't rely on us anymore."
The hand reaching out from behind had already unbuttoned Ji Siyun's shirt. The slightly cool fingertips moved across his skin, causing a shiver. Ji Siyun's eyelids trembled uneasily, his dark eyes filled with emotion, and his left hand on his leg was clenched into a fist.
The string in his head was so tight that it was about to break, but he tried hard to endure it.
Mother Song's tone was a little hesitant. After a moment's hesitation, she finally spoke to him, "Xiao Ji, Auntie has something to ask of you."
Ji Siyun swallowed, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, his voice a little hoarse: "Auntie, please speak."
"Ningning is old enough to fall in love, but she's naive. Boys these days are cunning and scheming. I'm worried she'll be seduced and deceived."
A woman's sweet giggle came to his ears. Song Youning came to him, sat on his thighs, hooked her arms around his neck, and looked at him innocently with clear eyes.
Her fingers lightly touched his Adam's apple, which was rolling unbearably, and she moved closer to him like a playful kitten. Her red lips slid down his neck, passed over the black collar, and gently bit his collarbone.
The sound on the phone continued.
"You and Ningning grew up together, so you're like her older brother. Auntie wants to ask you to look after her and keep an eye on her so she doesn't get bullied."
The warm and soft lips slowly left, leaving red marks on the delicate collarbone. Song Youning raised his head and leaned close to his ear. His voice was so low that it sounded like a whisper, with a hint of mischief and temptation, stirring his heartstrings.
"Ah? But what should I do?"
Her fingers slowly drew circles on his chest. The corners of Song Youning's lips curled up, and her red lips were as beautiful as roses, making her look like a fairy in the moonlight, captivating.
"You have already robbed the company and seduced me."
Ji Siyun's Adam's apple rolled noticeably, his breath came out hot and rapid, his eyes filled with the burning heat of desire. The phone was not hung up yet, he could only suppress his burning desire and slowly opened his mouth to the other end: "Okay..."
As he was speaking, Song Youning, who was sitting on his lap, suddenly stood up and pushed him down on the bed. Ji Siyun was caught off guard and subconsciously groaned as he fell.
"Xiao Ji, what's that sound?" Song's mother also heard something wrong.
Song Youning leaned forward with ill intentions and sat on his lower abdomen.
Under the high-slit skirt, smooth and delicate skin is close to thin and tough skin, and the thin lace rubs against the waist and abdomen, bringing a slightly rough touch.
Sweat was oozing from his forehead, and Ji Siyun's voice was low but extremely calm.
"I wasn't paying attention to my step and almost tripped."
Song Youning sat on him, staring at him with an innocent look on her face. Under Ji Siyun's gaze, she bent down and pressed close to his chest.
The slightly rough texture of moisture passes over heavily, causing itching and numbness, making people feel paralyzed as if they were being electrocuted.
Ji Siyun almost used all his strength to endure not to gasp in shock. He closed his red eyes, gritted his teeth and said to Song's mother quickly: "Auntie, I know, I have something else to do here, so let's not talk for now."
He was so anxious that he hung up the phone without even listening to Song's mother's answer. His hands seemed to lose strength in an instant, and the phone slipped from his hand and fell to the side.
The young man raised his head and put his arms around the woman who was buried in his chest. His low and hoarse voice did not hide his joy at the moment.
Song Youning noticed his cooperation, raised her head and moved closer to him, her bright eyes curved into a smile, "Are you not being reserved anymore?"
The big hand with thin calluses groped down from her waist. Ji Siyun's dark eyes were shining, looking at her madly and obsessed.
"Don't be reserved anymore." Ji Siyun's throat was very dry and he narrowed his eyes slightly. He still remembered Song Youning's questioning of him just now.
"I also need to prove to the young lady that I am only 23 years old and still young."
The hem of her skirt fluttered, Ji Siyun's red lips curled up, and there was an undisguised desire in her eyes.
"It's the age when one's full of energy and has no control over it."
The big hand that climbed up was grabbed by her and pulled away, pressed on his head, and the slender fingers touched the collar around his neck and then moved to his lips. Song Youning lowered her eyes and said "hush" to him.
"Puppy Ji, when you bought this, you got some free gifts."
The young man cooperated with her and raised his hands to the top of his head. Ji Siyun lowered his eyes, his long and thick black eyelashes trembling slightly, his face was as white as snow, with a smile on the corners of his lips. His already beautiful and feminine appearance became even more gorgeous and charming.
"Miss."
Her rosy lips opened to hold her fingertips, and she looked up at her with a dreamy look and a faint blush at the corners of her eyes, which made her look charming and captivating.
"I'm yours."
He seemed a little scared, but also seemed to be expecting something. He pursed his red lips and looked at her hesitantly.
"You can do whatever you want to me."
This obedient look of wanting to give in to others' desires made Song Youning feel like a scumbag who tricked a naive young boy into having sex with her.
She placed a light kiss on his lips and praised him, "You're so good."
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After Ji Siyun made the sudden decision to return to the Song family, he never came out again. All the previous preparations were put on hold. Instead, he suddenly arranged for Assistant Fang to ask people to come to the Song family to rearrange things.
In a hurry, Assistant Fang worked hard to arrange everything, and then waited in an open space not far from the Song family until late at night, but never waited for Ji Siyun to send a message to light the fireworks.
Rather than the cold winter night, he was more worried about whether Ji Siyun's confession would be successful.
The cold President Ji only becomes somewhat popular when talking about Miss Song. If he is rejected by Miss Song, he dare not think about how he will face President Ji's terrifyingly cold face tomorrow.
The later it got, the more frightened Assistant Fang became, and he kept praying in anxiety.
Miss Song, you must agree to Mr. Ji.
Assistant Fang, who had not slept all night in the car, came to the company with huge dark circles under his eyes. Secretary He was so shocked when she saw his appearance that she covered her mouth.
"What's wrong with you?" She instantly thought of what Assistant Fang was going to do yesterday. She took a deep breath and asked with a hopeful heart, "Yesterday?"
Assistant Fang shook his head like a zombie: "I don't know either..."
He suddenly perked up: "Is President Ji here?"
Secretary He shook his head, "Not yet."
Assistant Fang suddenly became depressed. Workaholic President Ji was actually late for work. It was over. What a huge blow this was.
Secretary He also thought of this. She forced a smile and said, "No way? Maybe he was so happy that he forgot the time."
Ji Siyun works like a clockwork robot, planning precisely to the minute, and it is impossible for him to get the time wrong.
Assistant Fang sighed and remained silent with her.
The first time Ji Siyun was late, he arrived before the meeting started at ten o'clock.
He still had that cold, overly delicate face, looking as if he didn't want anyone to approach him, but for some reason, Assistant Fang was able to keenly sense that something was different.
He observed Ji Siyun silently.
In the past, he always wore a black suit, his shirt buttoned to the top, and his tie of the same color neatly tied.
Today, Ji Siyun changed into a dark blue suit with a pure white shirt underneath, and casually unbuttoned two buttons on his collar, revealing a bit of casualness.
When she turned her neck, her collar opened slightly, revealing several bright red kiss marks on her cold white skin.
Assistant Fang widened his eyes and noticed his gaze. Ji Siyun also saw his dark circles under his eyes. He cleared his throat with an unnatural expression.
"Something happened last night and I forgot to tell you to go home first."
He lowered his head and moved his fingers. "Thank you for your hard work. This is a little compensation for you."
After seeing the amount of money received, Assistant Fang instantly forgot the soreness from sitting in the car all night last night, and immediately smiled.
"It's not hard, it's not hard. I wish Mr. Ji and Miss Song a happy and loving marriage."
I don’t know whether it was intentional or not, but even though Assistant Fang had seen the marks on his neck, Ji Siyun still didn’t button up the top button of his shirt and stayed in the company all day.
Even when discussing new projects with companies he has collaborated with many times, his tone was gentler than before, and his good mood was obviously too good.
Coupled with the faint traces under his open collar, he looks just like a peacock with its tail spread out, as if he has just been nourished by love and immersed in happiness.
After being on a business trip for a few days, a pile of work had accumulated in the company. Assistant Fang sorted out some of it and was about to hand it over to the general manager's office when he reached the door and Ji Siyun pushed it open.
"Boss Ji, these materials..."
"We'll talk about it tomorrow."
Before Assistant Fang finished speaking, Ji Siyun walked past him without looking away, his steps hurried as if he was rushing to an important appointment.
Secretary Liu walked over to Assistant Fang, and they both looked at his hurried back.
"Do you think Mr. Ji is a little bit in love?"
“I think maybe not a little bit.”
…
Song Youning, who had brought trouble upon himself, woke up the day after his birthday and realized what it meant to play with fire and get burned.
She had a low sensitivity to pain, so she didn't feel any pain, but her whole body was still sore and weak, and lying in bed for almost a day didn't provide much relief.
"Hiss, Ji Siyun is a wolf, a hungry wolf!"
Song Youning rubbed her waist and cursed angrily. The door opened and Ji Siyun sat down on the bed with a smile, "Are you scolding me, Miss?"
If Song Youning hadn't been so weak in the knees, he would have wanted to kick him.
I have never seen anyone like Ji Siyun. He was crying so hard, but he seemed to have endless energy and kept pestering her.
Although it was also her fault that she had a poor concentration and fell into his trap, how could she be wrong?
It's all his fault for seducing her!
Song Youning glared at him: "I'm scolding you! Why don't you die of exhaustion!"
Ji Siyun laughed dumbly, and reached into the quilt to massage her aching waist. He said a little aggrievedly, "Didn't the eldest lady doubt that I was not capable enough?"
"I just want to prove it." He lowered his head, his voice low and proud, "I'm good at it."
Song Youning rolled his eyes and refused to argue with him about something that would only make him proud. Instead, he turned over and lay on the bed, bossing him around.
"Press it a little further down, yes, right there..."
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Author's words: Reborn, I entered the small dark room in Green River, and I have been editing since 6 o'clock in the morning...
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