Chapter 75 Dream
Ji Siyun didn't even have to put in any effort to coax Song Youning. With just a few weak words, the gloom on his face instantly disappeared.
The tear was still hanging on her face, but her beautiful lips were curled up. Ji Siyun moved closer to the screen.
He had a cold pale complexion, dark eyes that were watery, and thick, long eyelashes that curled up, giving him a look of pure beauty.
"Miss, do you want to touch it?"
The camera was shooting from top to bottom, and Song Youning could see his chest rising and falling with his breathing through his open collar. His pectoral muscles looked particularly bulging from this angle.
She pursed her lips and asked, "Can I touch it if I want to?"
The young man opened his eyes wide, nodded to her, and smiled shyly and obediently.
"As long as the young lady wants, it's fine."
Across the screen, the young man generously displayed his beautiful body. Song Youning admired his exposed beauty. After a moment, he sighed and said, "What's the point of saying such things when we're hundreds of kilometers apart?"
Ji Siyun's eyes seemed to be able to see through the screen and fixed on her face.
"So—do you want to, Miss?"
The screen was silent. She didn't speak and could only hear his breathing.
Song Youning's cell phone was placed on the bed. She lowered her eyes and looked at the young man on the screen who was waiting for her answer obediently.
So well-behaved, like a puppy wagging its tail and waiting for its owner to pat its head.
After a while, she replied, "Yes."
"good."
The screen shook, and the young man's beautiful face magnified on the screen. Ji Siyun said in a low voice, "I understand."
Song Youning leaned against the headboard, frowning: "What do you understand?"
The man who had just deliberately opened his collar to seduce her regained his composure, gathered his clothes and said to her, "Miss, I still have things to take care of. You should rest first."
Song Youning raised his eyebrows.
Is that all he wanted to say?
The person who has always been petty has changed his personality today?
She pinched her brows. The dinner tonight made her feel bad. Although she felt that Ji Siyun's behavior was a little strange, she didn't want to care about it. Although it was a pity, she still said "um" to indicate that she understood and hung up the call.
The screen went from being on to being dark by itself. Song Youning sat there in a daze, his bright eyes moving slowly in his wide-open eye sockets.
After a while, a light laugh suddenly rang out in the silent room.
Song Youning shook her head slightly - she had been here for too long and was indeed too lazy.
It's just that she has been in a high position for too long and is used to being praised. Now that she is suddenly offended, she forgets for a moment that she is not the eldest daughter of the Song family of Taining Group, but the "Song Youning" in the book who was spoiled and grew up crooked.
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she smiled nonchalantly. The anger in her eyes faded away in an instant, and Song Youning's eyes became firm again.
The days of leisure and vacation are about to end.
At night, Song Youning did not sleep well.
She hadn't dreamed about the real world for a long time, but somehow, she suddenly dreamed about her childhood today.
It was when she was in junior high school. She came home from school with toys for her new puppy in her schoolbag. She walked quickly because of her anticipation, but she didn't see the cute West Highland Terrier in the room.
She went out to look for him and eventually found the soaking wet puppy by the pool.
She had clearly closed the door, and West Highland, who had been jumping and running after her in the morning before going to school, now had a cold and stiff little body lying by the swimming pool.
Butler Chen, who had worked at the Song family for decades, had a hint of contempt hidden under his respectful expression. He said to her beside her, "The new servant forgot to close the door when cleaning the room and didn't notice that the puppy ran out."
His tone was somewhat regretful. "We found the puppy missing and rushed out to look for it, but it had already fallen into the swimming pool..."
Butler Chen apologized to her half-heartedly, "Miss, I'm sorry. It was my negligence. I've already fired the servant who let the dog out."
Song Youning's eyes slowly moved from the wet white mass by the swimming pool to the face of Butler Chen. After pausing for more than ten seconds, his cold gaze slowly moved away.
She walked over, took off her coat, wrapped the poor puppy and picked it up.
A small and light ball, just like that, lost its life.
The images in the dream began to distort. The spacious backyard suddenly turned into a lawn. She was running through the weeds that were taller than her. The cold air she exhaled rapidly while running caused severe pain in her lungs.
While pushing aside the dense weeds, she was accidentally cut by the grass leaves. She ignored the pain and ran forward desperately until the soil under her feet gradually became moist and her vision gradually widened.
She ran to a riverbank and heard the sound of flowing water. Song Youning looked up and saw a white blanket washing down from the upper reaches of the river.
Like her poor drowned West Highland Sheep.
She ran all the way over as if someone was chasing her, but her pace slowed down after she saw the white mass in the water.
Perhaps it was the regret of not being able to save the little pet that made her jump into the water impulsively, gritted her teeth, and jumped into the water without even catching her breath.
The river water was freezing cold. She opened her eyes in the water. The light underwater was very dark, and she could vaguely see that the white mass was a blurry human figure.
Song Youning tried to see clearly, but the water waves kept shaking and the shadows were blurry and he couldn't see clearly no matter how hard he tried.
Who is it?
She paddled hard with her arms, trying to swim closer. Her palms moved forward and suddenly she felt something warm.
Song Youning felt a trace of confusion between her brows as she slept. She scratched it and it felt soft, flexible and elastic, like...
Like pectoral muscles.
Song Youning suddenly opened his eyes.
Moonlight squeezed into the room through the gap in the curtains, leaving a bleak white light on the floor. Ji Siyun lay on his side beside her, one hand supporting his head, his collar slightly open, his dark eyes staring at her, and he gave her a shy smile.
Her hand was on his chest.
“…”
The skin beneath his palm was warm through a layer of shirt. Song Youning stared at him in silence for a long while, then slowly let go of his hand and asked, "Why are you back?"
Ji Siyun's eyes were deep, and he raised his eyebrows slightly at her, "Miss, don't you want to touch it?"
His rough big hand grabbed her wrist that was about to retract and pressed it against his chest. He slowly approached her with a blunt temptation in his eyes. He slowly got close to her face, and his fresh breath fanned her cheeks.
With his snow-white skin and gorgeous lips, the young man looked like a captivating male enchantress, extending the most direct invitation to her.
"I'm here for you to touch, Miss."
Ji Siyun leaned close to her ear, his voice low and magnetic, bewitching her, "Miss, you can touch me however and wherever you want."
Song Youning raised a faint smile at the corner of her mouth and waved away the hand that was holding her wrist. She stretched out a finger and lifted up his slightly open collar, looking at him with contempt and without any concealment.
Her eyes moved slowly and critically over him from bottom to top, as if she was evaluating a cheap piece of merchandise that had come to her door without knowing its own limitations.
It was this casual yet superior look that made Ji Siyun's face turn red, his breathing became rapid, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.
He closed his eyes and breathed quietly, trying to suppress the restlessness in his body.
Song Youning in front of him suddenly sneered.
The rich fragrance followed her breath into his nostrils. Ji Siyun opened his eyes again, and his deep eyes became even darker.
Song Youning glanced at him lightly with her clear eyes, her eyebrows and eyes revealing a condescending scrutiny. She curled the corners of her lips and said, "You didn't rest well in the middle of the night and ran back across hundreds of kilometers..."
Slender fingers slid across his chest, along his fragile neck, and stopped at his protruding Adam's apple.
She gave a playful smile, "Just to climb into my bed?"
The Adam's apple under her fingertips slid up and down with the swallowing movement. Ji Siyun let her poke the cartilage with her fingers, and stretched out his long arms to hold her in his arms.
"Yes." Ji Siyun, who always had gloomy eyes, smiled ingratiatingly. He seemed to have no idea what shame was. He grabbed her hand and pushed up his clothes.
His voice was hoarse, with obvious temptation.
"I came back just to get into Miss's bed."
He lowered his head, and his rosy lips stopped in front of hers, rubbing the peak of his lips against her plump lips gently, but he did not kiss her completely, as if he did not dare to move easily without her permission. The hot air he exhaled fell on her lips, making them wet, hot and numb.
In the dim moonlight, his dark eyes looked at her brightly, his thick and long eyelashes fluttering restlessly like butterfly feathers. The palm of his hand on her waist was burning hot, and he asked her softly, "Miss, did I succeed?"
Her hand was still on his firm belly, and Song Youning pinched it - it felt good.
Her rounded almond-shaped eyes glared at Ji Siyun, her tone half angry and half resentful: "What do you think?"
The young man with overly delicate and handsome features smiled with a bit of pride, and when he looked at her with curved eyebrows, there was an inexplicable kind of extraordinarily innocent joy. He gently held her lips, and the words he wanted to say became unclear in the kiss.
"I think I succeeded..."
The past half month felt like a year to Ji Siyun, but Song Youning said she was busy and didn't allow him to disturb her work, so he endured and didn't come back.
He is already well-behaved and sensible enough!
I know I'm very clingy, so when I miss her during the day I just send her a message, and there's always a full twenty minutes between each time.
In the evening, he would wait until she finished her own work before talking to her. In fact, he didn't say much, but when he faced her, he had a lot to say.
Even though she would impatiently say she wanted to go to sleep after a while, he would still feel happy as long as he could hear her voice and fall asleep with the sound of her breathing.
How could she be tired of talking about it!
Song Youning closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck. The rich fragrance of jasmine tea emanated from her, making Ji Siyun feel hot all over and his chest heaving violently.
Under the scattered moonlight, the young man's dark eyes opened, and the thick and sticky greed seemed to overflow from his eyes. He held her tightly in his arms and kissed her eagerly.
Their tongues hooked together, and their souls seemed to tremble. His dark gaze fell on her slightly trembling eyelashes, and his embrace almost wanted to rub her into his body.
Just now he had lowered his eyebrows, as docile as a cat with its claws retracted, but now the look he gave her was no longer one of admiration, but of absolute, unquestionable possession, with an almost crazy obsession, as if she was a treasure he had lost and found again, a treasure he would never allow to be lost again.
Song Youning is his!
Even if she is tired of him, she can never leave him!
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