Chapter 69 Chapter 69 Are you threatening me?
His lips were red and bright red. Every time he seduced her, he could say anything, but his ears were red, his thick black eyelashes trembled, and his expression was very innocent.
The strong sense of contrast always touches Song Youning's heart.
The hand still in his clothes slowly moved out, and the nail accidentally scratched a bump.
"Hmm..." A low, hoarse male voice sounded in her ears.
Song Youning's fingertips also trembled, and the light in his clear almond-shaped eyes dimmed.
Ji Siyun was role-playing, and she followed his lead and lowered her voice.
"What's the price for asking you out?"
She smiled, her clear almond-shaped eyes sparkling with water, and said confidently, "It's too expensive, so forget it."
Ji Siyun's eyes were deep and hot as he stared at Song Youning's lips. He leaned over to kiss her palm with his face tilted to the side, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth that was ambiguous.
"If I tell you, I can pay you back."
The soft hand that was pressed against his cheek suddenly slipped away. Song Youning raised his chin proudly, clapping his hands as if brushing off non-existent dust. He looked at him with a hint of deliberate contempt and said, "Cheap goods are not good, and good goods are not cheap."
She acted unconventionally, surprising Ji Siyun for a moment. His dark eyes were unusually glazed over as he watched Song Youning stand up, muttering, "I don't even want someone who's paying me for it."
Ever since he learned that Song Youning was coming to the bar, he had been forcing himself to stay calm, trying hard to control his forced docility and obedience. But when he saw Song Youning about to join the crowd, his expression completely collapsed. Ji Siyun Moshen's pupils suddenly shrank, and bloodshot eyes gathered.
Zheng Zhilin and Li Yi were surrounded by people playing games. The atmosphere was lively with young men and women, and the laughter was ear-catching.
Song Youning hadn't played these for a long time, and she still couldn't remember the reason. She even got a headache when she tried to recall.
She pressed her solar plexus. Zheng Zhilin looked up and saw her getting up and leaving her seat. He waved at her enthusiastically, "Ms. Song, would you like to play with us?"
Song Youning looked at her smiling face and suddenly felt relieved - no one here would stare at her, expecting her to make a mistake and then bite off a piece of flesh from her.
Just playing around, so if you can't remember the reason, then forget it.
Song Youning raised the corners of her mouth and opened her lips to agree, but suddenly a strong force came from behind her, and she was pulled into the arms of the man with a fresh smell in an unstoppable manner, and her back hit the hard chest.
The big hands tightly gripped her waist like an iron clamp. Ji Siyun bent down slightly, and the voice that fell into her ears was wrapped in heat, but the tone sounded particularly gloomy.
"Miss, where do you want to go?"
Before Song Youning could react, a hot kiss fell on her ear in front of everyone, and Ji Siyun's palm was on her lower back, not allowing her to dodge at all.
The moment he held the soft earlobe in his mouth, Song Youning's wide-open pupils reflected the equally shocked Zheng Zhilin and Li Yi.
The two of them looked like fools, staring at each other with their mouths open.
Song Youning's face quickly grew hot, and her palms felt limp as she tried to push Ji Siyun back—but naturally, she couldn't. She didn't like being stared at!
He quickly let go, and his hoarse voice fell into her ears: "Miss, you know, I don't have much self-esteem."
His voice was threatening.
"I can go even further."
Song Youning took a deep breath and forced a smile towards Zheng Zhilin and Li Yi, "You guys have fun, I have something to go out for."
"Oh, okay." Zheng Zhilin and Li Yi smiled ambiguously. When Song Youning dragged Ji Siyun out, Li Yi stretched his neck and shouted, "Don't worry about us. There's no need to rush back!"
Song Youning staggered and walked faster when he heard Ji Siyun's chuckle behind him.
When they reached the end of the corridor leading to the bar's private room, the light was dim. Song Youning pushed Ji Siyun to the corner, and his back hit the wall with a dull sound.
She raised her hand and pulled the mask off his face.
The young man had a triumphant smile on his face, his ink-black eyes staring straight at her, with a somewhat sickly glint in his eyes.
Song Youning didn't like the way he looked at her at this time.
As if defending his prey, he has a strong possessiveness.
"Ji Siyun, aren't you trying to pretend to be magnanimous?" She was wearing high heels today and was only half a head shorter than him. She was shy and angry when she questioned Ji Siyun, but her aura was not weak.
"Why don't you continue pretending?"
She kicked him in anger, and her pointed high heels hit his calf, and Ji Siyun hissed.
Song Youning is tough on the outside but soft on the inside, and he has little strength. The kick on his leg was very light to Ji Siyun, and could even be considered... flirting?
It itches, as if an electric current is running through it, and the tingling and numbness spreads throughout the body.
Ji Siyun leaned closer to her, a layer of fine and dense shadows cast under his long eyelashes, and his cold white skin was stained red, fading some of the gloominess.
Her beautiful lips moved slightly, and her hot, moist breath with the scent of alcohol sprayed on her forehead.
"Miss, I have never been a generous person."
A strand of Song Youning's black hair fell into her collar and stuck to her slender white neck like a black vine. Ji Siyun pinched the strand of hair with his fingers, and it felt soft and smooth.
I put it close to my nose and took a deep breath, and the fragrance filled my nostrils.
His deep eyes stared at Song Youning, and the greed in his eyes seemed to tell her directly that he had an almost crazy possessiveness of her and would never allow others to covet her.
"Miss, don't push me."
The young man's eyes shone in the dim light, like a dangerous large animal, giving people a very scary feeling.
"I'll go crazy for you to see."
His advice posed no threat to Song Youning.
With the corners of his lips slightly raised and a thin layer of icy sneer in his eyes, Song Youning stroked his cheek with his fingertips and said slowly: "Really? What would you do?"
She was not afraid at all, and even seemed to be looking forward to it, with her bright almond eyes flashing with excitement.
"I do whatever I want, what can you do to me?"
He grabbed her hand, his slightly red eyes filled with extreme and paranoid love, he pulled the corners of his mouth, and his voice was sinister.
"Miss, you'd better not try."
His hand pinched her so hard that it hurt. Song Youning shook him off, squinting her eyes and twisting her wrist. Her pale face was filled with anger. "Ji Siyun, are you threatening me?"
The tall young man pressed over and held her in his arms. He stroked her long hair gently with a low voice.
"No, that's my advice."
Ji Siyun lowered his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress those bad thoughts.
Song Youning was held in his arms, his fresh fragrance lingering in her nose, his solid chest rising and falling with her breathing, the heat making Song Youning's face hot.
Half of his face was buried in her hair, his movements were intimate and natural, treating her like a treasure while at the same time imprisoning her, making her unable to move.
Ji Siyun closed his eyes to hide the malice that was surging wildly in them. Going against his conscience made his voice sound particularly difficult.
"My lady, I can accept Wuming Wushi as your secret lover, but you can't mess with others while messing with me."
He really wanted her to promise that she would only have him, but he didn't dare. Ji Siyun's tone was difficult.
"I don't ask for much, Miss. Just pity me, okay?"
Song Youning snorted coldly in his arms, poking his chest with her slender fingers.
"Ji Siyun, you are pretending to be pitiful again."
Ji Siyun's breath sprayed on her neck, wet and hot.
"Well, I'm very pitiful." He took her right hand and whispered in her ear: "So please, young lady, have pity on your puppy and don't bully him."
He was acting like a spoiled brat again.
Song Youning suddenly felt his heart soft and hot.
She was silent for a moment, then spoke awkwardly, "Did Assistant Fang come with you?"
Song Youning looked aside and said nonchalantly, "I'm worried about leaving these two girls here."
His lips buried in her hair curled up, and Ji Siyun smiled silently. He raised his head, grabbed Song Youning's hand and interlocked their fingers.
"He's here." Ji Siyun took Song Youning's hand and walked out, "I'll call him over."
Song Youning did not resist and followed him out of the bar.
The next day at the company, Song Youning saw Zheng Zhilin and Li Yi going back and forth in front of her office several times through the glass.
Even Liu Lang felt something was wrong and asked them why they were wandering around instead of working.
Song Youning didn't go out. Her waist was very weak at the moment.
The group messages on the phone were popping up, all of them were gossip about Zheng Zhilin and Li Yilai.
Li Yi: Mr. Song, why didn’t you come back yesterday?
Zheng Zhilin: Is the masked guy handsome? You guys...?
Song Youning pounded his sore waist, pretended not to see it, and turned to send a message to Ji Siyun.
Missy: It’s all your fault!
Ji Siyun was in a meeting, frowning as he listened to his subordinates' reports. At the same time, he turned on his vibrating cell phone. When he saw the message she sent, his icy eyes melted slightly, and he replied with some doting: My eldest lady, what's wrong again?
Miss: My waist hurts.
The ice in his eyes completely melted away, and Ji Siyun raised the corners of his mouth and laughed.
The entire conference room fell silent. The team leader who was reporting was frightened by his laughter and asked tremblingly, "Boss Ji, is there something wrong with what I said?"
Everyone looked at him. Ji Siyun clenched his fist to cover his lips that couldn't stop smiling, coughed, and said, "It's okay, go on."
The team leader then continued nervously.
Ji Siyun held the phone and tapped the screen with his finger.
Ji Siyun: I went too far last night, I’m sorry.
Miss: If apologies are useful, then why would I need bags and jewelry?
Song Youning's waist was so weak that she couldn't straighten up. She lay on the table with her cell phone buzzing.
Ji Siyun: Can I go shopping with you after work? I'll come over to give you a massage after the meeting. Is there anything you want to eat?
Song Youning couldn't sit down anymore, so he stood up holding his waist and prepared to go into the lounge to lie down.
She pressed the screen of her phone fiercely, as if she wanted to type all her anger towards him into the text.
Missy: I don’t want to see you!
Missy: I hate you!
Her resentment seemed to burst out of the screen. Ji Siyun pursed his lips, but the laughter that he had been suppressing for a long time still overflowed from his mouth.
The team leader became a little nervous after he laughed for the first time, and spoke haltingly. When he heard his laughter again, he stopped at a loss.
Everyone looked at Ji Siyun with fear and curiosity.
How could the cold President Ji smile so tenderly at the phone?
Ji Siyun touched his lips, his brows curved to dispel the gloom. He put down his cell phone and spoke in an exceptionally gentle voice.
"Sorry, I was a little distracted just now. Please continue."
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