Chapter 25 Tonight she's going to find a male model and go crazy!
When Nanxia saw him suddenly walk over, the smile on her face froze a little, and her heart also panicked. What... what does this man want to do?
No matter what, we can't lose our momentum!
She continued to lean against the doorframe, trying to appear calm, looking up at him. Suddenly, Song Yanzhi braced himself against the doorframe above her head, and asked with a cool, aloof smile, "..."
"If you don't feel anything, why is Attorney Nan blushing?"
"...Too small, I feel embarrassed to look at you like that."
She was also sharp-tongued, laughing in a way that could infuriate anyone. Just as she was about to go to his wardrobe to get some clothes, he suddenly pulled her back coldly!
She glanced at him up and down: "Is there anything else, Attorney Song?"
"Who was it that cried and begged for mercy before?" Song Yanzhi asked, raising an eyebrow.
"...I was just putting on a show for you, afraid of hurting your man's pride."
She finished her lie with a smile and was about to walk away when her wrist was suddenly gripped by an irresistible force, and her back was slammed against the cold door frame!
The next second, an aggressive aura swept down from all sides.
His hand gripped the back of her neck, the force so strong it almost suffocated her.
"Song Yanzhi!" Nan Xia shouted angrily, and taking advantage of the moment she opened her mouth, her soft tongue slipped inside.
Like a robber, it forcefully clung to her breath.
wantonly plunder.
His kisses were haphazard, filled with suppressed anxiety, his teeth occasionally striking her lips, leaving a sharp pain.
Yet it also brings extreme stimulation.
This intense stimulation gradually eroded Nanxia's reason.
While she still had some sense, she raised her hand and pushed him hard, "Ugh... you bastard..."
But her strength was like a butterfly's wings fluttering in front of him, having no effect whatsoever.
His kiss suddenly slowed down, his tongue, hot with heat, sweeping across her lips, which she had bitten slightly and were now swollen.
His large hand suddenly landed on her sexy buttocks, moving upwards little by little... I have to say, this aloof and abstinent dog of a man is too good at it.
Nan Xia's resisting hands unconsciously relaxed, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, just as she took the initiative to respond—the next moment, Song Yanzhi suddenly moved his lips away.
He looked at her with a slight smile: "Didn't Attorney Nan say you had no feelings? Isn't it a bit too fast for you to feel them now?"
Was he deliberately slapping her face?
How can he be even more of a dog than Zhizhi?
Nanxia stared at him, secretly annoyed at her own reaction just now, and vowed that it would never happen again!
I'd rather go find a gigolo than get close to that bastard again!
"Being teased is a natural physical reaction, but it doesn't mean I want to sleep with you."
She finished speaking with a calm, cold laugh, nudged his arm, walked to his wardrobe, pulled out a white spring/autumn bathrobe and a brand-new pair of men's underwear, and left with them.
I didn't discuss it with him.
Why did he insist on bringing me here?
After tidying herself up in the bathroom, she went to the doghouse, grabbed a bag of beef jerky, and sat down on the sofa, with the dog trotting after her.
Nanxia opened the bag, took out a large piece of jerky, and coaxed it, saying:
"Zhizhi, go bite that bad man for me, and I'll give you some jerky, okay?"
Song Yanzhi, who had just come out with a cigarette in his mouth, glanced sharply at the dog when he heard her words... "Dare it bite me?"
Zhizhi understood her words and immediately turned to look at the male homeowner standing by the sofa. Seeing his cold aura, she immediately turned her head back, not daring to do so.
"Go ahead and bite without worry, I'm here for you, what are you afraid of? Mom will back you up!" Nanxia patted its head to encourage it.
Upon hearing the words of her mistress, who had always doted on her, Zhizhi suddenly went over and yelled at her husband twice:
"Woof woof...!"
"Good dog, well done! Here, have some jerky!" Nanxia smiled as she glanced at someone's livid face and stuffed the jerky into its mouth.
"Can't you tell the difference between running around all day and eating your fill every day? As punishment, you're not allowed to eat anything tomorrow," Song Yanzhi said, looking at it with a deep gaze.
Upon hearing his words, the dog suddenly lost its appetite for the jerky in its mouth and looked at its owner—
"Don't be afraid of him, eat up, I'll feed you tomorrow," Nanxia said, patting its head.
"Then you're not allowed to eat it the day after tomorrow." Song Yanzhi crossed his arms, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said in a deep voice.
Nanxia turned and glared at him, then patted the dog's head and comforted it, saying, "It's okay, I'll come feed you the day after tomorrow!"
"You can still come and feed it every day?"
“Come every day if you want, I won’t let my dog suffer.”
She snorted, and her phone suddenly rang in her handbag. She took it out and glanced at it; it was her male best friend attending a fashion week abroad.
Why are you calling me so late?
She answered the call, and a deep, magnetic male voice came through: "Woman, want to come out for a drink?"
"You're back in China?" Nan Xia asked in surprise.
"I got back last night, and it's been raining all day. I'm so bored. Come on, let's go grab a drink."
He stood in front of the mirror holding two outfits, comparing them on the left and then on the right, before finally choosing the white, fitted trench coat on his right.
Upon hearing the man's voice on the phone, Song Yanzhi's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
"I have a cold, so I won't be going out tonight. You can go drink by yourself," Nan Xia said in a hoarse voice.
"A cold won't kill you, it's okay, I'll come pick you up! Tonight we're going to...do something crazy!" She said immediately, just as he was about to hang up.
"I'm at Song Yan's house..."
"You two got back together? What are you doing at his house so late at night?" The man was stunned, his face full of surprise and gossip.
"It's not covered. If you're coming to pick me up, bring me a set of clothes, oh, and underwear."
"You don't wear underwear at his house? Be honest, are you two already having an affair?" he asked gossipy.
"No, I'd never sleep with him again, no matter who I sleep with. If you're coming over, hurry up and stop talking nonsense." Nan Xia hung up the phone after saying that, without explaining much.
Fine, I'll go. I don't want to spend the night at my ex-boyfriend's place anyway; he was just playing a trick on me.
Tonight she's going to find a male model for some serious excitement! And also take care of her physical needs—
Song Yanzhi looked at her expressionlessly and asked in a cold and indifferent tone, "Going out so late? Will you be able to be on time for work tomorrow?"
"Don't worry, Attorney Song, I won't let it interfere with your work. You should get some rest." She smiled and said to him.
Song Yanzhi glanced at her indifferently, said nothing more, and turned away coldly back to the master bedroom.
Nanxia played with the dog in the living room for half an hour when the doorbell rang. She immediately went to open the door, and there stood a handsome man with deep, sculpted features and shoulder-length silver hair.
His name is Mu Bai, a well-known fashion designer. He was the neighbor of the Nan family before they went bankrupt. The two families' mothers used to play mahjong together often, and this man also often played with Nan Xia. The two had a good relationship.
"Here, hurry up." The man handed her the bag.
"Wait here for me." Nan Xia took the bag and went inside without inviting him in to sit down, as Song Yanzhi had never really liked him before.
What if that man comes out and kicks us out later? How embarrassing would that be?
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