33 We are together (2)
"Song Jiuchen," Fang Shuning spoke, her tone unusually gentle. "You need to listen carefully to what I'm about to say."
"good."
"Most of the time, I'm extremely self-centered and often don't care about other people's thoughts and feelings. My temper isn't great either, it's even a bit bad. When things don't go my way, I'll attack everyone indiscriminately, even my mom. But I also have my sensitive and sentimental vulnerabilities. I smoke and drink, and I've had a few insincere relationships. I've found that I don't seem to be able to stay in a stable relationship for long. From the moment I realized I liked you, I started to have my concerns."
"Song Jiuchen, you're too good. So good that I can't treat your feelings casually. You're not the kind of person I can call on and dismiss at will, someone I can toy with. So I start to worry and fear about things that haven't even happened yet, worried that I'll hurt you. I've thought about distancing myself from you, and of course, I did. But after doing it, I found that I actually couldn't bear to part with you. I couldn't bear to distance myself from you, and even more so, I couldn't bear to distance myself from you and then fall for someone else. But I always feel that you deserve better."
“No one is better than you!” Song Jiuchen suddenly said.
"Yes! I'm not the kind of person who gets consumed by self-doubt. You deserve better, but I am the best. Song Jiuchen, I want to be with you, but I can't guarantee that this relationship will last. But I still want to be with you, so, are you willing?"
After speaking, Fang Shuning, unusually nervous, looked at Song Jiuchen, as if to say, "I'm done. Do you have anything to say?"
Meeting Fang Shuning's gaze, Song Jiuchen pondered for a moment before slowly speaking, "I have never thought you had a bad temper."
Song Jiuchen's answer was irrelevant, but Fang Shuning happened to understand the meaning behind his words.
She asked Song Jiuchen if he was willing.
Song Jiuchen did not hesitate at all, because he was very willing.
"So, are we really together now?" Song Jiuchen still needed a definite answer, the kind of definite answer Fang Shuning gave him when he was in a sober state.
"certainly!"
If it weren't for the fact that they were in a public place, Song Jiuchen would have liked to stand up and shout.
He finally got what he wanted.
Song Jiuchen suddenly blushed, "Then can I tell other people about us being together?"
"Huh?" Fang Shuning didn't understand what Song Jiuchen was trying to say. She suddenly leaned closer to Song Jiuchen's face and asked in a teasing tone, "Secretary Song, do you not want others to know about our relationship so you can have an affair with me?"
Song Jiuchen's ears instantly turned red. Fang Shuning really says whatever comes to mind.
This is no place to linger; it's time to go home.
Upon arriving at Fang Shuning's house again, Song Jiuchen's new identity made him involuntarily nervous.
A lone man and a lone woman, perfectly legitimate, and there was a large bed in the room. Song Jiuchen couldn't help but let his mind wander.
Let's go back to Xitang tomorrow.
"I'll sleep on the sofa!"
?
What is Song Jiuchen saying?
But the moment she saw Song Jiuchen's flushed cheeks, she suddenly understood. "Oh, Secretary Song, there's a really big bed inside. Once we get back to Xitang, there won't be one left!"
"Do you have any wine?" Song Jiuchen asked.
"It's in the back cabinet." Although she didn't know what Song Jiuchen was going to do, Fang Shuning still pointed it out helpfully.
Without hesitation, Song Jiuchen opened the cupboard, stood to the side, and gulped down several mouthfuls. Then he turned to look at Fang Shuning, his eyes no longer showing the shyness and nervousness of before, but only naked desire.
That kind of possessive desire in men towards women, from the inside out.
Before Fang Shuning could react, Song Jiuchen had already stepped forward and kissed Fang Shuning's lips.
In just two seconds, Fang Shuning reacted and naturally met Song Jiuchen's gaze, wrapping her arms around his neck.
After sensing Fang Shuning's response, Song Jiuchen became bolder, his hands unconsciously wandering over Fang Shuning's body, causing her to tremble.
After the long kiss ended, Fang Shuning pressed herself against Song Jiuchen, panting, feeling the heat emanating from him. With each breath, her warmth spread over Song Jiuchen's body.
After catching my breath, it's time to continue.
The four-piece bedding set was a new one Fang Shuning wore the day she came back; it was her favorite set.
The moment she fell onto the bed, her shirt buttons were ripped off, and Fang Shuning's fingertips touched Song Jiuchen's firm, hot chest muscles, feeling his powerful heartbeat.
Breathing became heavy, and clothes were stripped off in a hurried and chaotic tangle, falling silently to the floor one by one.
Their naked skin pressed tightly together, rubbing together to generate an astonishing heat.
Song Jiuchen pinned Fang Shuning down, his burning lips and tongue igniting her neck, collarbone, and chest, leaving wet trails in his wake.
It is self-taught, skillfully manipulating and sucking with the tip of its tongue, and occasionally grinding lightly with the tips of its teeth.
Fang Shuning was stimulated by the waves of tingling sensation, so she tilted her head back, puffed out her chest, and ran her hands through the boy's thick hair, her naked body showing off its elegant and beautiful curves.
Her legs unconsciously wrapped around his waist, already covered in mud, and she longed to be filled.
Following down her flat stomach, to her moist, overflowing valley, soft petals, and bud, press down and knead with your fingertips in circles.
So red, so hot.
Kiss her, kiss him.
Again and again, until the two of them were completely exhausted, slumped on the bed, and didn't even have the strength to take a shower.
Despite being busy for most of the night, Song Jiuchen's biological clock still woke him up early in the morning. Seeing Fang Shuning sleeping peacefully in his arms, and thinking about how absurd the two of them had been last night, Song Jiuchen blushed again.
But he instinctively hugged Fang Shuning tightly.
Fang Shuning murmured twice, snuggled closer to Song Jiuchen, found a comfortable spot, and continued to sleep.
After Fang Shuning found a comfortable position, Song Jiuchen didn't dare to move anymore, for fear of waking her up.
He stared blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.
At this moment, the slight numbness in his arm gave him a real sense of ownership.
It's wonderful. From the moment he reunited with Fang Shuning until now, even if his life stopped at this moment, he would feel that it was complete.
Lost in thought, Song Jiuchen also fell asleep.
I was awakened by a noisy cell phone ringing; it was Song Jiuchen's phone.
Before Song Jiuchen could even reach for his phone, Fang Shuning had already answered it.
"Hello!"
Fu Yuanzheng on the other end of the phone was taken aback. It was a woman's voice, and it sounded somewhat familiar. Then his mouth dropped open, and he suddenly realized. It was Fang Shuning.
It seems that the two of them got together last night.
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