Chapter 5 Chapter 5 I am wearing it now
After finishing the last class of the day, or sleeping for the last time, Song Youning walked out of the classroom holding her cell phone, and Ji Siyun followed closely behind her carrying her bag.
The young lady, focused on her phone, couldn't see that the usually submissive young man behind her was now looking down at her from above. The obedience in his eyes had completely vanished as he glanced greedily and unscrupulously at her slender neck, his burning gaze following the line of her collar...
"How are you going back?" she suddenly stopped and turned to ask him.
Ji Siyun quickly retracted his aggressive gaze and turned back into the obedient young man. He lowered his eyelids and said calmly, "Ride a bike."
"Where is the car?" Song Youning seemed to be suddenly interested, "Take me to see it."
Ji Siyun took her to the parking area closest to the teaching area and pointed at one of the half-new bicycles: "Miss, this is it."
It was Song Youning who asked him to bring her over, but at this moment, she didn't seem to be really interested.
She stood aside and told him in a calm tone, "Push the car over there."
The slender, white fingers gently pointed to the railing beside her.
Ji Siyun didn't ask why. He pushed the car over as she instructed and heard her say, "Lock the car to the railing."
When he did as she asked, the girl hooked her finger at him, as if teasing a stray dog in the park.
"come over."
Ji Siyun walked up to her obediently.
His tall body blocked the slightly cold sunset of early winter, enveloping her in his shadow.
Ji Siyun wondered, does this count as his shadow holding her in his arms?
She stretched out her delicate hand in front of him and opened it. "Key."
He hesitated for a moment, and before she could show any displeasure, he put the key from his pocket into her palm.
His fingertips deliberately rubbed her tender skin lightly, but she didn't notice, and Ji Siyun's breathing became heavier.
After getting the key, the arrogant young lady showed a mischievous smile. She skipped to the sewer manhole cover and threw it in in front of Ji Siyun.
Song Youning clapped his hands, as if brushing off the non-existent dust, and said to him, "You can't ride a bike now."
She probably meant to sound a little mean, but her tone rose unconsciously, making her sound playful and gentle.
He couldn’t ride a bike, so even if he started walking back from now on, it would take Ji Siyun until late at night to get back to the Song family.
The palm of his hand that was pinching the shoulder strap of Song Youning's backpack exerted a little force, and he nodded in agreement, "I understand, Miss."
"Oh, it's so late. If I don't go home now, I'll miss dinner."
Song Youning, who had done something bad, had already turned around and was about to leave. After taking a few steps, he turned his head and said to him in a timid tone, "Why don't you catch up? Do you want me to carry the bag myself?"
"Okay, miss."
Ji Siyun took big strides to catch up with Song Youning and followed her all the way to the car she was driving. He put her things in the car, closed the door and stood aside.
It seemed that he waited to see her leave before heading to the Song family.
Song Youning didn't get in the car. She walked to Ji Siyun.
She threw a small cube onto Ji Siyun's chest, and he quickly reached out to catch it - it was her car keys.
Song Youning held her noble head high, her pretty face revealing an expression of arrogance and arrogance. She snorted at him, "Have you ever seen a young lady driving herself? Why don't you come over here and be my driver!"
Ji Siyun's heart was excited again.
"Yes, Miss."
He strode forward, opened the back door, and stood aside with his back hunched. Song Youning glanced at him sideways and sat down condescendingly.
She had just sat down and habitually reached back to touch the seat belt, but felt a cold hand.
The young man's figure loomed over, and Song Youning turned his head to the side, almost touching Ji Siyun who leaned in.
The other person's delicate and feminine face was only a few centimeters away from her. Song Youning's pupils dilated slightly, and she saw his rosy lips opening and closing, exhaling a little hot air.
"Miss, let me help you fasten your seat belt."
Ji Siyun's lips are very beautiful, with full lip bow, bright and plump color, and they look very soft when kissed.
Male vixen.
Song Youning commented in his heart.
After Ji Siyun fastened her belt, he walked around the front of the car and sat in the driver's seat. As the engine roared, Song Youning said to him, "Let's go somewhere first."
The place Song Youning was talking about was a shopping mall.
She led Ji Siyun and walked leisurely to the door of a men's clothing store. Her destination seemed to be here, and she kept walking, but Ji Siyun behind her was a little hesitant.
"What are you doing standing there?" She turned around, her brows slightly furrowed.
Ji Siyun thought it was unlikely, but the eldest lady was very different recently.
He pursed his lips, walked up to her side, and tentatively reached out his hand, daring only to gently tug at the corner of her clothes with his fingertips.
"What did the young lady bring me here for?"
She didn't slap his hand away in disgust and tell him to get out of here. Instead, she said to him impatiently, "Buy clothes, what else?"
Ji Siyun was getting more aggressive and twisted her clothes with his fingers. He lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow. "It's very expensive here. I can't afford it."
Song Youning looked at the young man in front of him with a puzzled look, and said in a natural tone: "I'm giving you money, what are you worried about?"
After saying that, she seemed to think that this might make him arrogant, so she added as a matter of course: "My family adopted you, and you go out wearing those rags and embarrass me."
Ji Siyun looked at her with his dark eyes and said "hmm" softly.
Song Youning lowered his gaze and saw a hand tightly grasping a corner of his clothes.
Ji Siyun had probably never been to such a place before, and was not used to it, so he felt a little unnatural and timid. Song Youning didn't have the heart to let him go, so he let him follow closely behind him and walked into the store together.
She was dressed in high-end brand clothes and had an extraordinary demeanor. As soon as she entered the store, a shopping guide came to greet her enthusiastically.
"Miss, are you buying clothes for someone?"
Song Youning nodded slightly, turned his head and pointed at the young man behind him, "Take out all the new styles of the season and try them on in his size."
The salesperson smiled as she looked behind her. A young man in cheap clothes stood straight with his back. Although his coat, which was washed white and stained with dust, showed his poverty at a glance, he did have a face that was handsome enough to make people willing to pay for him.
She instantly understood the young man's identity. His expression and movements were standard professionalism, but there was ambiguity and contempt in the look he gave Ji Siyun.
"Sir, come this way."
Song Youning sat on the sofa, watching Ji Siyun change into one outfit after another as if he was playing a dress-up game.
He is thin with thin muscles, and is a natural clothes hanger. Even the cheap clothes he used to wear look good in him. After changing into the expensive clothes now, he looks very noble.
After changing more than ten sets of clothes, Ji Siyun came out of the fitting room again. The shopping guide was using her eloquence to praise him for a long time without repeating herself.
Song Youning yawned and asked, "Are you done trying?"
Ji Siyun's face turned a little red, and his dark eyes looked at her with a hint of shyness. He nodded slightly, then shook his head.
"Is the trial finished or not?" Song Youning wondered.
Ji Siyun's voice was always low, "I've finished the trial, but the young lady hasn't finished reading it yet."
Song Youning admitted that she was not very serious when waiting for him to try on clothes, but she had seen every outfit he wore, so where was she not seeing enough?
"Which one haven't I seen?" Song Youning didn't believe it. "Put it on and show me."
A faint blush appeared on his face. He walked up to her, bent down, leaned close to her ear, and whispered to her, "Miss, I'm wearing it now."
Ji Siyun's voice was hoarse, and the last word of the sentence was spoken in a light tone, with a slight upward curve, which carried a bit of alluring meaning.
"If you want to see it, Miss, can you please go back and watch it?"
Song Youning was confused. When he turned his eyes, he suddenly saw the poster in the store - a muscular male model posing in his underwear.
“…” She mentioned all the new products, the shopping guide wouldn’t include that one, right?
Her silence made Ji Siyun think that she disagreed, and his tone became a little anxious, "If you feel that the wait is too long, can we go in the car?"
She still didn't say anything. Ji Siyun pursed his lips, seemed to have made up his mind, and reached for his pants with trembling hands.
Is he really going to take it off in front of her?
Song Youning quickly stopped, "Okay!"
She dug out her bank cards from her bag and said, "Pack up all the ones he just tried on."
Ji Siyun's hand holding the zipper froze there. He looked at Song Youning at a loss, his eyes misted over, looking at her wet and sticky.
"Don't change, just wear this." Song Youning stuffed the bag into his arms, "Why are you standing here like an idiot? Go get your things."
Song Youning, who spent a lot of money, returned home with Ji Siyun with a full load. After parking the car, Ji Siyun got out and ran over to open the door for her.
"Miss, we're here."
"Hmm." Song Youning snorted, got out of the car and walked towards the gate.
When he came back from the mall, it was already dark. After a few days in this world, Song Youning could probably guess that the original owner not only beat and scolded Ji Siyun, but also often did not give him food.
How could someone harbor such immense malice towards another living being for no apparent reason?
What a nerve-wracking plot.
Song Youning walked forward a few steps and turned to look at Ji Siyun before entering the door.
He stood in front of the steps, half of his figure immersed in darkness. His cold white face looked a little broken under the dim light, and his black eyes stared at her without blinking.
His expression was calm, but the sharp-eyed Song Youning felt as if she was being stared at by a cold, poisonous snake through his eyes.
Song Youning was not afraid at all.
Poor little girl who has been abused for so many years, it would be strange if she didn't hate her.
She remembered her hypocritical persona of a kind face but a vicious heart and shouted at him, "Come in and serve me dinner."
The girl narrowed her round almond-shaped eyes deliberately, scowling at him coldly, her tone arrogant and domineering.
But her eyes no longer contained the thick and sticky malice they once had, they were now clear and bright.
A smile slowly appeared on Ji Siyun's lips. He stretched out his long legs, walked a few steps to her, knelt down and lowered his head to her.
"Yes, Miss."
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