☆、Extra 52: If a dog believes what you say, I am a dog
"Don't push your luck, Song Libai," Qiao Yi warned him sternly.
Song Libai tightened his grip on her waist, chuckled softly, and said in a carefree and languid voice, "Baby, I never push my luck."
"Only one."
"You, you, you, you, this is still my house, don't do anything reckless." Qiao Yi looked at the man pressed tightly against her, her heartbeat slightly erratic.
"Baby, close your eyes."
Qiao Yi didn't know how she ended up being pinned down; she only heard heavy breathing on her ears.
She was enveloped in a strong aura of male hormones.
"Um, I haven't showered yet." Qiao Yi's voice trembled slightly.
Even though I've done this many times before, I'm even more nervous now.
The man let out a soft chuckle from his chest, "We'll shower together later, baby."
Qiao Yi closed her eyes, her voice trembling slightly as she reminded him, "This room isn't well soundproofed."
"So baby, keep your voice down later." Song Libai kissed her eyes lightly, his voice deep and ambiguous.
Qiao felt her heart pounding faster and faster. To be precise, this was their first time since they officially became a couple, and the address was still at her house.
It's so exciting to listen to.
She felt a burning sensation where the man had lightly kissed her, from her eyes down her collarbone; the area was filled with heat.
Only when she felt the warmth of his chest returning did her senses return. She pressed her hand against the man's chest, her eyes hazy, and said, "No, Song Libai."
"Hmm? Baby." The man's eyes were bloodshot, yet tinged with a hint of grievance.
Qiao Yi shook her head and gently stroked the man's head to coax him, "Not here, at least not now."
Her boudoir may one day be used for intimate acts, but that should only be done after marriage, when it is legitimate.
“Baby…” The man’s voice was aggrieved and hoarse, as if he had been holding back his emotions to the extreme.
"Be good, bear with it, I'll make it up to you when we get back." Qiao Yi coaxed him patiently, even though she herself was also feeling something under his provocation.
"Just a kiss, okay?"
...
Qiao Yi kicked the man with her toe, her voice still trembling, "You dog, I'd be a dog if I believed you again."
"Woof." Song Libai came over, wrapped his arms around her waist, and gently kissed her forehead.
She had to admit that Song Libai was very obedient; if he said he would only kiss her, he meant he would only kiss her.
But she never expected that someone would kiss her inside and out, over and over again.
"By the way, I'll be living at home from now on," Qiao Yi said in a muffled voice, slumped in his arms.
When are we going back home?
Qiao Yi pretended to think for a moment, then replied with a mischievous grin, "Ten years from now."
Song Libai reached out and pinched her earlobe. "Then I can only come and live with my darling."
Qiao Yi still buried her head in his chest, "Dear Mr. Song, you seem to have forgotten your own position: prospective boyfriend."
Song Libai wasn't annoyed. He mischievously blew a breath into her ear and said, "Your father-in-law has already accepted me. He's just waiting for you to marry me."
Qiao Yi: "..." Damn it, I've been taken advantage of.
"It's fine if you don't marry me, I'll marry you anyway, since I already belong to you." Song Libai wrapped his arms around her and started acting like a rogue.
"Honey, did Fu Chenyan enroll you in tutoring classes?" Qiao Yi stared at him curiously.
"Baby, you're making me think you want me to kiss you again."
Shut up, just shut up, okay?
After a while, Qiao looked up and said, "Wait a minute, did my dad sell me to you? He just let you sleep in my room like that?"
Song Libai tapped her on the head. "Silly girl, go to sleep."
"Tch, fine, don't tell me then, you're so stingy."
"If you're not going to sleep, I don't mind if we do something else."
Qiao Yi closed her eyes and pretended to be dead. Slowly, sleepiness crept in, and she unconsciously fell into a deep sleep.
Song Libai heard her soft breathing, gently kissed her forehead, and smiled slightly. Goodnight.
The next day.
Qiao Yi rubbed her sleepy eyes. The curtains had been drawn open, and sunlight streamed in, shining on her blanket.
The man beside her had already disappeared.
She rubbed her eyes, casually slipped on her slippers, and went out of the room. Only Qiao Yao was sitting on the sofa in the living room.
"Brother, where are Mom, Dad, and Song Libai?"
Qiao Yao glanced at her and said with a hint of sourness, "My future brother-in-law and your parents are cooking for you."
Qiao Yi wrinkled her nose, leaned closer to him, and deliberately waved her hand. "Qiao Yao, you're so sour, it's like you've drunk several jars of aged vinegar. Tsk tsk tsk."
Qiao Yao turned his head away and snorted coldly, not wanting to pay any attention to her.
Qiao Yi leaned closer, deliberately provoking him, "Qiao Yao, it's so sour, so sour, can you smell it?"
Qiao Yao reached out and tugged at her collar, clicking his tongue lightly. "Tone it down, Qiao Yi."
Qiao lowered her head, and there were still clearly visible red marks on her neck.
She looked up and met the man's amused smile, then warned him fiercely, "Don't laugh at me, Qiao Yao."
"Ha, what's so great about an old man who doesn't have an adult life?"
Qiao Yao ignored her, so Qiao Yi went up to him and grabbed his arm, looking gossipy, "Let me introduce you to your sister-in-law."
"Less gossip, more action."
Qiao lost interest instantly, shook off his arm, and made a face at him, "I'm not talking to you anymore, you old man, I'm going to find my future husband."
"Have some shame, Qiao Yi."
"Old men who don't experience love are just so annoying."
Qiao Yao reached out and pinched her cheek. "Is it possible that your future husband will be older than me?"
Qiao Yi patted his big hand and glared at him. "Qiao Yao, if you bully me again, I'll tell my future husband."
Qiao Yao waved her hand and gestured to him with her eyes, "Perfect timing, your husband is right behind you."
Qiao Yi snorted twice, "Who would believe your nonsense?"
Qiao Yao shrugged, looking like he couldn't help.
It wasn't until someone patted Qiao Yi on the shoulder from behind that she turned around and met the man's amused gaze. She was a little stunned.
"Quickly tell on me, Qiao Yi. If you don't, I'll look down on you." Qiao Yao, who was watching the show from behind, was full of smugness.
Qiao Yi pouted, wrapped her arms around his waist, and looked pitiful. "Song Libai, I kindly helped Qiao Yao find a partner, but he kept making sarcastic remarks to me. Waaah, I'm so sad."
Song Libai gently patted her head and coaxed her, "How about I help your brother-in-law find someone? Don't be sad, don't be sad."
Seeing how cooperative the man was with her, Qiao Yi secretly smiled, but her tone was full of grievance, "I'm really worried, Qiao Yao is so fierce, will he be able to find a good wife?"
"It's none of your business." She was practically gritting her teeth, seething with anger and embarrassment.
"Alright, alright, don't feel bad, darling. I'll help your brother-in-law find a wonderful wife."
"You're so kind, Song Libai."
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