Chapter 44 Chapter 44 Are you playing hard to get?
Song Youning's eyes were hurting, so she went to bed early. Her phone, which was placed on the bedside table, vibrated several times, but she really didn't want to open her eyes to check, so she ignored them all.
In the middle of the night, the mattress beside him sank slightly. Song Youning, who was already asleep, felt the vibration, frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed and calmed down.
A pair of strong arms reached out, and Song Youning felt the source of heat in his sleep. He naturally leaned over and fell into a sound sleep.
Sleep until dawn.
When Song Youning opened his eyes and saw Ji Siyun's face so close to him, he was still a little confused as if he had just woken up - when did Ji Siyun come back?
The young man with a delicate face had incredibly good skin. Noticing the movement in his arms, he closed his eyes, slightly tightened his arms around her waist, and spoke with a hint of fatigue in his voice.
"Awake? Do you want to go back to sleep?"
Song Youning stared at him for a while, then reached out and hugged him back, pulling him into her arms. She shook her head gently and said, "I'm not going to sleep anymore."
The young man, who had his eyes closed, opened them in surprise, as if he had not expected her to hug him, and his heart began to beat excitedly.
"When did you come back?"
He stroked her long hair, enjoying the tenderness of the moment, "You were asleep last night."
Ji Siyun paused, his tone a little light.
"Aunt Chen said you cried yesterday?"
The soft body in his arms stiffened, and Song Youning said, "I didn't."
Ji Siyun thought she was just being stubborn and his heart began to swell again.
"She said your eyes were red... Actually, I came back yesterday. I didn't expect you to be so sad."
He held her tighter.
"I'm sorry, I should have come back earlier to be with you."
"I really didn't cry." Song Youning raised his head, his tone quite helpless, "My eyes are sore because I read novels for too long..."
She paused for a moment, looking at Ji Siyun with a guilty conscience. Noticing that he didn't seem to want to nag her again, she continued, "My eyes were uncomfortable, so I rubbed them a few more times. Aunt Chen misunderstood."
Ji Siyun's expression froze for a moment, then quickly returned to normal. He smiled, touched her hair, and said, "There won't be a next time."
Song Youning didn't know whether he believed her or not, but she was too lazy to explain further. She asked him with some complaints: "Where did you put the eye drops? I looked for it for a long time yesterday and couldn't find it."
She raised her head and opened her eyes wide at him, her warm lips just below his jaw.
"Do my eyes still look red?"
Ji Siyun lowered her head, her wide almond-shaped eyes fluttering with long eyelashes. Her pupils were light in color, clear and transparent, as clear as clear glass.
Her naturally rosy lips parted slightly, revealing the pink between her teeth. If he moved a little closer, he could touch her tender lips.
Ji Siyun's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was a little hoarse: "It's not red."
They were so close that Song Youning could feel the changes in his body. His smart eyes smiled slyly as he deliberately asked him, "Ji Siyun, when is the next time you mentioned?"
Ji Siyun knew what she was referring to, and with a slightly unnatural expression, he changed the subject, "Miss, you must be hungry. Let's go downstairs for breakfast..."
He wanted to get up, but Song Youning held him back. Her warm and fragrant body pressed against him, and he could even feel her curvy figure.
A soft palm reached up from the hem of the clothes. Ji Siyun's breathing became heavy. He grabbed the rebellious little hand through the clothes. With a slight redness at the corners of his eyes, he tried to stop Song Youning's reckless actions.
The woman in front of him had fair and flawless skin with a faint blush, and her eyes moved like a playful cat, with a bit of cunning and temptation.
Her rose-like red lips opened slightly and gently touched the corner of his lips.
"Jisyun, today is my birthday. You won't refuse me, right?"
Her tone was very soft, as if she was acting coquettishly. When it fell into Ji Siyun's ears, a tingling sensation instantly spread throughout his body.
Heat surged in his chest and his whole body became hot. Ji Siyun closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the restlessness.
The wet tip of the tongue gently licked his lips, and the hot air carrying the fragrance rushed into his nose.
"Ji Siyun." The soft breath he exhaled lingered in his ears, "I want you."
His Adam's apple slid vigorously, and Ji Siyun didn't dare to open his eyes at all - no, he hadn't confessed to the eldest lady yet, he couldn't be so casual.
Ji Siyun tried to get up and escape, but the person next to him held his shoulders down. She was so delicate that he didn't dare to resist at all and could only be pinned down on the bed by her.
The soft body turned over, and Ji Siyun even stopped breathing. He endured the sweat on his forehead and closed his eyes tightly, trying to persuade Song Youning: "Miss, can you wait a little longer?"
wait?
Song You would rather feel the man's hypocritical enthusiasm and not wait for what she wants.
In response to Ji Siyun, she had his hands raised above his head and then had them tied to the head of the bed by his wrists.
The young man slowly opened his eyes. Song Youning looked down at him, her pretty face filled with an insolent arrogance. She opened her red lips slightly and said, "Ji Siyun, you don't want to?"
Ji Siyun breathed heavily and said in a hoarse voice, "I do. I dream of being with the young lady."
He looked at her deeply, mustered up the courage to say, "Miss, I..."
She seemed impatient to wait for him to finish and interrupted him directly with a somewhat impatient tone: "Ji Siyun, so are you playing hard to get now?"
The tied-up young man's face turned pale, and tears welled up in his dark eyes. He shook his head desperately, his voice trembling.
"No, I'm not..."
"Forget it." Song Youning's face darkened. She didn't want to listen to his explanation. She curled her beautiful lips downwards. "You look so reluctant that it seems like I'm forcing you."
"If you don't want to, there are plenty of people who are willing. I can just find someone who is."
She reached out to untie the belt that bound him, and pretended to get off him. His large palm immediately grabbed her waist to prevent her from leaving. The heat of his palm through her pajamas startled Song Youning.
Ji Siyun's eyes were red and his voice was trembling after trying his best to control it.
"No, don't look for anyone else."
He just sat up, and Song Youning sat in his arms facing him.
"I do, miss, I do!"
The young man looked sad and anxious. He took the initiative to unbutton his pajamas and kissed her on the lips.
Song Youning moved back to avoid his kiss, her face tense as she said, "I don't want to be forced."
Ji Siyun had already unbuttoned all his clothes. He took her hand and pressed it against his left chest. His dark eyes were filled with tears, and she was the only one in his eyes.
"Miss, do you feel it?"
He kissed her forehead devoutly.
"My heart beats for you."
His heartbeat made her palms numb. Song Youning turned her head away deliberately: "You seduce me and reject me at the same time. You are really scheming."
The young man carefully kissed her slowly down, kissing her eyes and the tip of her nose.
"I'm sorry." His voice was hoarse, his eyelids trembling, and he said softly, "I was just pretending."
"I belong to the eldest lady. She can do whatever she wants."
He looked at her with misty eyes, his look was blurred and blurry. Ji Siyun tried to kiss her lips, but Song Youning dodged again.
Song Youning raised his chin, "Are you sure? Didn't you want to run away just now?"
His eyes were red and tears were swaying in the corners of his eyes, as crystal clear as dewdrops.
"I'm playing hard to get." Tears streamed down his face, and Ji Siyun's voice was filled with tears: "I do, I do."
The sweet kiss fell with her breath, and Ji Siyun passively accepted her kiss.
He couldn't explain why the tears kept flowing out. Song Youning covered his tearful eyes with one hand and complained, "Why are you crying? You did this voluntarily!"
Ji Siyun hugged her tightly, deepened their kiss, and said vaguely: "Because I am so happy."
"Miss, I'm so happy that I want to cry."
The hot kiss fell, and the temperature in the room gradually rose. The morning sunlight poured in through the gaps in the curtains, casting on the young man's strong back. His fingertips brushed across, and many new marks appeared under the scar on his left shoulder.
The hug made the distance between them disappear into thin air. At this moment, there was only each other's figure in their eyes. Their eyes met as if their souls were touching, and their desires burned in the morning light.
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Although Ji Siyun was crying, his movements were not vague at all. Song Youning's heartbeat had not completely calmed down, as if it was still floating in mid-air, and even his breathing was slightly dizzy.
She nestled lazily in Ji Siyun's arms like a cat. After the lovemaking, she still had the mind to joke: "Ji Siyun, where did you learn this? You have pretty good skills."
The hand that was gently resting on her back froze, and Ji Siyun's expression of happiness instantly faded.
"Miss!" A trace of panic quickly appeared in his eyes, as well as a sense of grievance of being wrongly accused. He bit his lip and declared to her, "This is my first time!"
Song Youning was so shocked by his reaction as if his innocence was slandered that his eyes widened and he couldn't help laughing.
It was not until she saw Ji Siyun's increasingly aggrieved expression and tears welling up in his eyes again that she finally stopped laughing. The corners of her eyes curled upwards, and she held Ji Siyun's face, which was tense from anger, with both hands, and coaxed him softly, "I didn't doubt your intentions."
Except for work, Ji Siyun is almost inseparable from her. He always reports what he is doing to her at any time and anywhere. He even wants to give her a live broadcast. How can he have time to see other people?
What's more, Song Youning has never seen any opposite sex around him. The only one, Secretary He, is a married man with a happy family.
Song Youning's lips curled up again, and looking at Ji Siyun, whose eyes were red and about to cry because of her, she patiently explained: "I know you are. I was just praising you, not doubting you."
The dark eyes cast a hesitant look at her, and Ji Siyun asked aggrievedly: "Really?"
"Really." Looking at him sincerely with her bright eyes, Song Youning gave him a sweet kiss and praised him sincerely, "You performed very well."
The rising sun shone through the gap, just in time to illuminate the young man's red ears. Ji Siyun's face suddenly flushed red, like the ripples of spring water. He pursed his lips shyly, his long eyelashes trembling. He mustered up the courage to look at Song Youning and asked softly, "Then... are you satisfied, Miss?"
Song Youning was slightly stunned, the afterglow still lingering in her body. Ji Siyun was trying his best to please her, taking her feelings into consideration. It was obviously his first time, but he was gentle and restrained, giving her the best experience.
She nodded sincerely, "Satisfied."
The young man smiled shyly, lowered his head slightly, his eyes flashing with desire, his voice was low and hoarse, as if it was magnetic and particularly alluring.
"Then Miss, do you want more?"
Song Youning raised her eyebrows, climbed up her arms around his neck, opened her red lips slightly, and exhaled a sweet breath.
"OK."
The sun is shining outside, and a new round of lovemaking begins in the room.
Song Youning sat in Ji Siyun's arms and drank half a cup of warm water from the cup he held up. After her dry throat was relieved, her eager swallowing slowed down and she shook her head slightly. Ji Siyun took away the cup and asked her softly, "Don't you want to drink anymore?"
Her voice was a little hoarse. She rubbed her stomach, looked at him pitifully with her almond-shaped eyes, and pursed her lips: "Ji Siyun, I'm hungry."
She hadn't eaten a single bite since morning, and she had consumed a lot of energy, so she was already starving.
On the other hand, Ji Siyun was like a machine that couldn't sense hunger, and he was even very energetic at this moment!
I remembered my aunt’s joke a few days ago: Young people have no self-control.
She couldn't afford to come now. Song Youning pushed Ji Siyun's chest and said, "Go and see if Aunt Chen's meal is ready. I'm starving."
Ji Siyun put down the water cup and carefully supported Song Youning's back to let her lie down steadily. He got out of bed and put on his clothes while saying to Song Youning, "I gave Aunt Chen and the others a day off. You take a rest for a while. I'll go downstairs and bring it to you."
Song Youning was so hungry that he could hardly lift his eyelids. His tone was soft and limp: "Then hurry up..."
A gentle kiss fell on her brow, and Song Youning's eyelids trembled.
Ji Siyun gently tucked the quilt in for her and turned to go downstairs.
Song Youning didn't know how long it had been since he lay paralyzed on the bed. He was so tired that he was half asleep and half awake. Until Ji Siyun came in with noodles, Song Youning was awakened by the smell and sat up suddenly, his eyes shining with hunger.
The body under the quilt was naked. She got up suddenly, revealing a large area of her body.
Everything that needed to be done had been done, and Song Youning didn't feel shy at all. She waited expectantly for Ji Siyun to bring the food over.
However, Ji Siyun, even though they had already met nakedly, still seemed embarrassed. He blushed and dared not look directly at the innocent Song Youning. He turned his eyes to the side, stood where he was, not daring to move forward, and stammered.
"Miss, you, you put on your clothes."
Song Youning curled her lips: Stop pretending, you weren't like this in bed just now.
She casually pulled her nightgown over and put it on, saying, "Okay."
Only then did Ji Siyun walk over.
She ate in a very good manner. Even though she ate faster than usual because she was too hungry, her manners were still elegant. Ji Siyun sat beside her and watched her quietly with a smile in the corner of his eyes, as if he was watching a delicate kitten at home eat.
After Song Youning had eaten her fill, Ji Siyun put away the dishes and went downstairs. There was another bowl of noodles in the kitchen. Because it had been left out for too long, the noodles were a little dry and didn't look very tasty.
Ji Siyun picked up the bowl nonchalantly and, imitating Song Youning, quickly finished the bowl of noodles which didn't taste very good. When he finished cleaning the kitchen and went upstairs, Song Youning had already finished his shower and lay back on the bed.
He came to the bedside, and the eldest lady, who had not yet fallen asleep, hummed, her voice full of sleepiness: "Don't make trouble, I'm so tired."
The corners of the young man's lips curled upwards, and his voice was so soft that it seemed to be soaked in water.
"Stop making trouble and go to sleep."
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