☆、Fanbian 47: I Still Blame You (Qiao Yipian)
She is the most soft-hearted and the most responsive to gentle persuasion, not force.
In the darkness, one's sense of touch is amplified. Qiao Yi felt the man quietly holding her hand, which seemed vaguely exciting.
It's like stealing a love affair.
She didn't notice that Zhong Cheng's gaze remained fixed on them in the darkness.
"Excuse me, I'm going out for a bit." Qiao Yi nudged his calf and leaned closer to him, speaking in her breath.
The man made way for her, but didn't let go of her large hand; he even playfully hooked her finger.
Qiao Yi had a bit of a headache; this person loved to take advantage of her kindness.
Before she could even get angry, the man had already let go of her hand, indicating that she could leave.
Qiao went outside to get some fresh air, and even thought about sneaking away, but when she washed her hands, she looked at the man leaning against the wall in the mirror and found it a little funny.
She seemed to laugh in exasperation, walked up to him, and poked his chest with her finger. "Song Libai, you really are a persistent ghost."
Song Libai reached out and grabbed her fingers, looking down at her, "Yiyi, have pity on me."
"What?" Qiao Yi was startled by his aggrieved tone and looked at him warily.
The man gently hooked his arm around her and pulled her into his embrace, resting his head against her neck, and murmured, "It hurts."
At this moment, he is more like a lion that has let down its guard, waiting for its owner to pamper it.
Qiao Yi unconsciously rubbed his head, sighed inwardly, and softened her tone as if in resignation, "Where does it hurt?"
The man held her small hand and placed it over his heart, his voice low and deep, "Yi-yi, please stop torturing me, okay?"
He admitted that he was using his wits to force her to soften and compromise, because he really didn't want to see her smiling and radiant with other men anymore.
Qiao Yi heard his heartbeat, looked up at him seriously, and said, "Song Libai, are you trying to make me soften my heart?"
The man kept his head down and didn't say anything.
“Actually, you’ve been trying to soften my heart since that night. You’re gambling, gambling on whether I have any feelings for you.” Her expression was very serious and earnest, but her words hit the nail on the head.
Song Libai felt that his own little thoughts had been completely exposed to her, and he was the one waiting to be judged.
A long silence followed.
Qiao Yi suddenly sighed, "You win, Song Libai."
Song Libai seemed a little stunned and incredulous, and subconsciously asked, "What did you say?"
Qiao Yi sneered, stood on tiptoe, and grabbed his ear with her hand. Her voice was somewhat indifferent. "I said, you won the bet. I admit that I do have feelings for you. Are you satisfied now?"
Ignoring the pain in his ear, Song Libai picked the girl up and said with a hint of surprise in his voice, "Thank you, baby."
Qiao Yi released his ear, turned her head and continued to explain, "But... I haven't forgiven you yet."
Seeing her still pouting pink lips, Song Libai couldn't resist leaning over to kiss her, but only for a fleeting touch.
"I haven't forgiven you yet, put me down first." She didn't realize that she was acting more like a lion with its mane bristling, furious and embarrassed.
Song Libai put the person down, feeling pleased. "Baby, tell me, how can I forgive you?"
He slowly took off his suit jacket, placed it on the washstand, put his arm around her waist, and lifted her up onto it, their eyes barely level.
Qiao Yi was stunned by his series of actions that flowed like water. After a long while, she finally spoke, "You have a three-month probationary period for your boyfriend. You can't control me during these three months."
Just as Song Libai was about to speak, Qiao Yi warned, "Don't make any requests."
"Honey, can we not go out on dates with those pretty boys?"
Qiao Yi crossed her arms, looking down at me with a condescending air. "That depends on my mood."
Looking at her haughty appearance, Song Libai put his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear, "Is this three-month trial period for adult-like dating?"
Qiao Yi kicked his thigh, her voice filled with gritted teeth, "Admit it, Song Libai, you just want my body, you're despicable."
"Yes." The man nodded without hesitation, looking directly into her eyes. "He misses you too. Don't you miss us, baby?"
Qiao Yi's ears burned when she heard his frivolous words, and she deliberately provoked him, "It's alright, I have plenty of male model brothers to choose from."
If he hadn't been waiting downstairs at her house every day, he would have believed her lies.
His large hand caressed her waist, his voice low and husky, "So, darling, whose service attitude do you think is better?"
Qiao Yi seemed to think carefully for a few seconds before answering seriously, "They're about the same."
"You really dare to say that, baby." Song Libai tightened his grip on her waist, bouncing wildly on her sensitive spots.
Even though her body felt a little weak, she remained defiant, saying, "Of course, I, Qiao Yi, am fearless."
Song Libai pressed her head down and kissed her with his soft lips, slowly coaxing her in a low voice, "Baby, be good."
Qiao Yi was seduced by his voice and unconsciously followed his instructions, their kiss becoming ambiguous and passionate.
They are as close as lips and teeth.
He chuckled, wiping the remaining moisture from the corner of her lips with his fingertip, his deep, husky voice saying, "I once heard a saying that goes, 'All you can do is talk.'"
"I just tried it myself, and my baby's lips are soft too."
Qiao Yi felt a little dizzy after being kissed by him. He had kissed her like this before when she was drunk, but she didn't remember it very well.
This is the second time.
"Honey, since we've been savoring it for so long, let's try it again."
Before Qiao Yi could refuse, the man's lips pressed against hers again, this time with a fierce intensity.
"Mmm..." He only released her after she let out a soft moan, then held her in his arms and breathed heavily.
Sexy yet subdued.
"Song Libai." She had no idea how much her calling out that name would affect him at that moment.
"Baby, if you're like this, I'll want to take you home right now." He buried his head in her neck, his voice hoarse.
Qiao fell silent instantly. Some things could happen, but not now.
She accepted her feelings for him, but she had not forgiven him for what he had done to her.
"Song Libai." His voice was much clearer now, "I'm still blaming you."
Although it might be a bit of a mood killer to say these things at this moment, Qiao Yi still felt that as long as the resentment in her heart existed, the estrangement between them would also exist.
"Actually, it didn't hurt that day, but you forced me, and I felt so embarrassed and humiliated." She seemed to be back in that day, her head hanging low with a hint of grievance.
Song Libai gently stroked her hair and whispered an apology, "I'm sorry, baby. I've been regretting it all this time. I thought we would never have another chance."
"But I selfishly hope that you will still have a change of heart and look at me. I'm sorry, baby."
"Thank you, baby, for still giving me a chance."
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