Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Are you a dog? You love to lick people.
Song Youning was just angry and didn't control his strength. At this moment, his palms were numb and his fingers were trembling slightly.
Ji Siyun didn't care about his face at all. Instead, he tensed up for a moment when he saw her trembling fingertips.
I held her wrist nervously and saw that her palm was swollen and her eyes were red.
"Miss, I'm sorry."
His long eyelashes trembled, and his voice was hoarse, "You can punish me with anything, but don't use your hands."
He lowered his head and looked at her red palm so close to him, his hot breath spraying on her palm.
"I'm sorry if I hurt you."
Song Youning let him hold her hand. His palm was large and rough, and it was obvious that he had done a lot of rough work. But he didn't dare to exert any force on such a strong hand, and handled it with the same care as if it were a fragile object.
Ji Siyun blew gently towards her swollen palm, getting too close to her hand. Her soft, boneless palm was white and smooth, with slender fingertips and a faint fragrance.
He greedily leaned forward, secretly observing Song Youning's expression out of the corner of his eye.
She didn't notice his little thoughts and didn't show any disgust at his approach.
The rich fragrance filled his nostrils. Ji Siyun, who approached recklessly and was not stopped, became bolder. He raised his eyes and stared at Song Youning, who was lying on the bed and had just woken up, with her wrist held by him and defenseless.
He opened his lips slightly, extended his bright red tongue, and gently licked her hot palm.
Song Youning shuddered when she felt the hot wetness in her hand. She subconsciously wanted to retract her hand, but the big hand that had just loosely grasped her wrist tightened and refused to let go.
Licking again?
Is Ji Siyun a pervert?
Song Youning couldn't match his strength and was a little angry, "Are you a dog? Why do you like licking people so much?"
The red tip of her tongue left a wet mark on her palm. Ji Siyun raised his head and said, "Yes."
His face was charming and his tone was calm, "Didn't the young lady tell you long ago that I was your dog?"
In front of her, he grabbed her hand, staring at her with his dark eyes without blinking, and once again put his lips on her palm, licking every inch of her hot skin carefully.
His muffled voice came from her palm.
"Don't move, Miss. The puppy will help you reduce the swelling."
Damn Ji Siyun, do you think your saliva has any special effects!
Song Youning doesn't have any mysophobia, but anyone would not be able to stand being caught licking their hands!
Song Youning's face flushed slightly because of anger, she bit her lip and lifted her legs up under the quilt.
Through the soft quilt, a powerful kick landed on Ji Siyun's chest.
He sat back on the ground, rubbing his slightly aching chest, and Ji Siyun raised his head.
Song Youning had already sat up. Her cheeks were flushed and she was still angry. Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open as she stared at him. Although she was obviously angry, she had a cute and innocent look on her face.
"My hands are all covered in your saliva!" She was so angry that she grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it at him.
The soft pillow hit his face, filled with her fragrance, and Ji Siyun smiled even more happily.
He got up from the ground and shamelessly moved closer to her again.
"Why are you here!" Song Youning looked at him warily.
Ji Siyun found disinfectant wipes on the bedside table. This time he resisted the urge to do anything perverted to her hands. He took out a wipe and carefully wiped her hands clean.
He lowered his brows and gently wiped her palm, his voice and tone very low.
"Miss, you can punish me however you want."
He wiped her hand clean, gently held her palm with his big hand, and placed a pious kiss on her index finger.
"But don't hurt yourself, okay?"
The warm and soft touch fell on her fingers, and Song Youning couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on her scalp. The skin he kissed felt inexplicably hot, which made her feel a little flustered.
Song Youning withdrew his hand in panic.
"What do you care!" she said stubbornly.
His hands were empty, and Ji Siyun raised his head. His dark eyes showed no joy or sorrow. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he asked in a very good manner, "Miss, would you like breakfast?"
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Recently, Song Youning has been going to school with Ji Siyun.
The original owner never allowed Ji Siyun to get close to her. She was able to enter this school because of Ji Siyun's grades, but she ignored him.
No one knew that Ji Siyun was adopted by the Song family.
After all, how could the adopted son of the nouveau riche Song family, who only have money, not even have a decent piece of clothing and always eat the cheapest meals in the cafeteria?
Ji Siyun not only has good grades, but also has an eye-catching face.
But he was really too poor.
This makes many people feel secretly balanced.
But Ji Siyun, who was so poor that he only had two washed-out coats to change into, recently changed into expensive brand-name clothes. With his face, he suddenly looked like a noble young man from some wealthy family.
He began to date Song Youning, the wealthy man from the Song family.
Save a seat for Song Youning, follow her with her bag, and serve her food...
You have to know that Song Youning was not familiar with him at all before.
So some people maliciously speculated that Ji Siyun had done something shameful.
Song Youning's former "friends" also felt very strange recently.
The nouveau riche of the Song family always wanted to establish connections with these old-established wealthy families. Although they were not short of money, their families were strict after all, and their monthly pocket money was limited. Therefore, they were naturally happy to have someone willing to be a sucker and help them pay the bill.
But recently, for some reason, Song Youning, who always took the initiative to approach them no matter how cold their attitude was, has not appeared in front of them for a long time.
Occasionally, when we met on campus, she never came over to say hello. She was no longer the silly, pretentious elegance she used to be. She held her head high, her eyes fixed straight ahead, and suddenly she had an air of superiority.
Following behind him was the sinister Ji Siyun.
Strange, really strange.
Song Youning didn't know that his changes were obvious, nor did he care.
The useless system didn't leave her any information, and she had no intention of being a hardworking ox and horse in the world of books. She just wanted to know her mission and her own personality, and be able to deal with Ji Siyun.
Fortunately, the original owner's parents only gave money and rarely showed up. If she had a pair of parents who often accompanied their children, she would not be as relaxed as she is now.
As for the original owner's former friends, Song Youning learned a little about them from Aunt Chen and the original owner's mobile phone.
The face and the name don't match. Anyway, they are all people who treat her as an ATM, so there is no need for her to go through the plot.
But just because she ignored them didn't mean they wouldn't come and provoke her.
Song Youning didn't like physical education class when he was in college, and he still hates it now when he takes it again.
After running a thousand meters, the chest of this pampered body felt like it was filled with lead, heavy and painful. Song Youning felt dizzy and found a nearby step to sit down.
Ji Siyun immediately noticed her discomfort and came over to ask her, "Where does it hurt?"
Song Youning shook his head, "I feel dizzy, just take a rest for a while."
"I'll go buy you some glucose." Ji Siyun took off his coat and put it on her, and reminded her, "I'll be back soon, don't run around."
The original owner was not like her. She had no habit of exercising and was very weak. Song Youning couldn't say no, so she nodded with a pale face to show that she understood.
After Ji Siyun left, she sat there with her hand on her cheek. Things in front of her eyes kept spinning around and around, so she simply closed her eyes.
The sunlight was not strong in the winter afternoon, and Song Youning frowned slightly, waiting for the discomfort to pass.
Suddenly the sunlight was blocked and a shadow covered her. She thought Ji Siyun had come back so soon. When she opened her eyes, she saw several familiar-looking men and women.
They are Song Youning’s friends.
Song Youning couldn't identify any of these people. They looked down at her with arrogance.
Why are you putting on airs in front of her?
Song Youning's expression didn't change much, he squinted his eyes and said nothing.
As if he didn't have the patience to waste time with her, someone from the other side spoke first.
"Song Youning, what have you been doing recently?"
He started with an impolite questioning tone.
Song Youning lifted her hair and said, "Go to class, what else?"
"Hey, what's with your attitude?" The other party seemed very dissatisfied with her tone and was about to say something when he was stopped by the boy standing in the middle.
"Don't mind him, he's just wondering why you haven't come to play with us lately." The boy was handsome and had a gentle expression. "After all, we're all friends, and we don't want to leave anyone out."
Song Youning, who had just finished running a thousand meters, felt nauseous. While enduring the dizziness and thinking that she would have to exercise more in the future, she also had to divide her energy to deal with this group of people.
The boy in the middle is obviously the backbone of this group of people. He speaks nicely and high-sounding words, but he looks down on the original owner who comes from a nouveau riche family and treats him as a sucker.
When people feel uncomfortable, they don't want to get entangled with them. Song Youning smiled at them, imitating the original owner's tone with a bit of flattery.
"I had something to do at home, so I didn't come to play with you guys. Are you guys angry?"
When everyone saw her fawning look, they thought to themselves, "As expected," and looked down on her even more.
"How could that be? We are friends." The boy in the middle winked at her, as if he really liked her very much.
The people next to him also responded.
"Yes, we are friends."
"Why would we be mad at you?"
The boy with a gentle face changed the subject and said, "We haven't played together for a long time. How about we get together at our old place tonight?"
"Okay." Song Youning answered simply, "I'll pay, everyone must have fun."
"How can this be so embarrassing?"
"Miss Song is so polite."
"Then we'll wait for you at the old place."
They talked in a flurry and then left in a crowd.
Song Youning sat on the steps and looked at the backs of this group of people, his eyes turning cold.
The original owner was not even considered a follower here. Every time she was called over, she was asked to pay.
But the original owner just followed them around and was fooled around by them.
Extremely stupid.
Song Youning straightened her clothes. She was not the original owner and didn't know where the old place was.
But it’s been so long, why hasn’t Ji Siyun come back yet!
The author has something to say:
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Hate Mondays!
Why can’t we work one day and rest six days?
Or I can take a step back and do one day off and twenty-nine days off.
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