Chapter 73: Daily Love, Old Stories, Old Clothes
I'll take off his eerie red nails soon, Ji Hanxi thought.
However, after washing, eating, and doing skin care, she completely forgot about it.
When I finally remembered, I turned to look at Vivienne and found that he stretched out his hand, struck an elegant pose, and took a photo.
He wouldn't post this kind of nails on Weibo... Ji Hanxi was shocked when she saw his behavior.
I quickly opened Weibo and saw that he had indeed posted the photo. The comments section was full of people asking, "Which store? Avoid it!"
And he replied:
No obligation to share
"Those who lack aesthetic taste can die"
"The ring finger isn't unapplied, it's a deliberate heart. If you can't see how cunning a girl like this is, don't live."
Ji Hanxi quickly went to Vivienne's side, found some tools, and wanted to help him remove his nail polish.
"Do you really want to uninstall it?" he asked, with a tone of regret and reluctance.
"Stop talking nonsense and give me your hand." Why keep it if you don't remove it? Keep it to make him go crazy?
And she didn't draw any hearts at all, nor did she have any little girlish tricks. She simply didn't apply the paint evenly.
After half a day of fiddling, he finally got his nails off. While doing so, he tried to cling to her and kiss her, but was pushed away. Kissing all day long—too clingy! Wasn't last night enough? If he kept kissing her, she'd be completely annoyed. Too much is as bad as too little.
Since moving into this villa, Ji Hanxi has been wearing the clothes Vivienne bought for her, and rarely wears the clothes she brought with her.
Taking advantage of the free time today, she found her suitcase and packed her old clothes.
As I was rummaging through the clothes, I suddenly found a familiar set of clothes.
——White chiffon shirt and blue floral pencil skirt.
Holding this dress, some past events came to mind, about her and about Vivienne.
Ji Hanxi couldn't help but snort coldly, and a strange idea came to her mind. So she quickly changed into this outfit, curled her hair into big waves, and applied standard Korean makeup.
After everything was done, he slowly walked down the stairs.
Vivienne, who was sitting downstairs, looked up and saw her and was stunned for a moment.
Ji Hanxi was very satisfied with his momentary absence of consciousness, and asked with his chin slightly raised: "How is it? Does it look familiar?"
Vivienne looked at her without saying anything.
"Do you remember what the first words you said to me were?"
Vivienne looked at her, still silent.
"It's fake. The material of the clothes is very cheap. It's obviously cheap." She repeated what he said at the beginning. "I will always remember this."
She has always held a grudge...
As she spoke, she had already walked in front of him.
He was sitting and she was standing, so from a superior perspective, she was looking down at him. She, dressed in cheap clothes, was looking down at him, who was dressed in expensive and luxurious clothes.
Even the shoes on her feet were small leather shoes that she bought on Taobao for just over a hundred yuan.
She lifted her foot and stepped on him, on his brand new Brunello Cinelli casual trousers.
The contact between the plastic sole and the natural fabric leaves a footprint that is neither deep nor shallow.
She looked at the footprint and felt a little refreshed. She pressed harder, making the mark deeper and heavier.
Vivienne watched her the whole time, watching her step on her thighs and soil her pants, without any reaction.
Seeing him like this, Ji Hanxi suddenly felt bored and wanted to withdraw her feet.
However, just as she lifted her ankle a little, she suddenly felt something tight around it. She looked down and found that it was being held firmly by his hand.
He asked her, "Is it enough to just step here and vent your anger?"
“…” Ji Hanxi felt a chill in his heart when he heard this.
What does he mean? What does he mean by that? I have a strange feeling that something is not right...
Before she could figure out what was going on, she suddenly felt someone pulling her leg, and her foot stepped forward involuntarily -!
When the strange touch was clearly transmitted to her through the soles of her shoes, she felt creepy and all the hair on her body was about to explode!
Help! ... How could he step on that?!?! What was he doing?!?! What was he doing?!?! Is he crazy?!?! Is he sick?!?! Ahhhhhhhh! She wanted to step on him, but she didn't want to! Ahhh
She wanted to pull her foot back, but he held it so tightly that she couldn't move it back.
He even raised his eyes, staring at her expression, and pressed her feet again with force.
“…” This pervert! Really perverted! Don’t do such a weird thing while enjoying her expression with pleasure! Such a pervert! So… so disgusting!
Ji Hanxi couldn't bear it anymore and stepped hard!
Didn't you want her to step on it? Okay, then she stepped on it hard, stepped on it hard, stepped on it hard!
"Hmm——!" Vivienne groaned and frowned.
Ji Hanxi was so flustered that he used all his strength and didn't pay any attention to the strength. He didn't know what kind of shape he had stepped on him.
Vivienne released the hands that were restraining her ankles, lowered her eyes, and panted, not knowing what she was thinking.
Seeing him like this, Ji Hanxi wondered if she had stepped on him too hard, hurting him, crushing him. But it was all his fault first. He was the one who was so perverted first, grabbing her ankle and doing strange things. It was no wonder she stepped on him too hard! If he kept grabbing, she would keep pushing harder. He deserved it!
"Hey, you..." She couldn't help but say, "Don't really step on him and hurt him, right?" Although she wanted to punish him slightly, she didn't want to go too far.
Before she could finish her words, she suddenly felt someone pulling her, and she felt dizzy and fell on the sofa.
He pressed on her, his lips close to her ear, panting softly, "Baby, you're so strong..."
"You, you, you..." Ji Hanxi stared at him, stumbling over his words, "If you have any problems, I can help you find a doctor."
She reached out, trying to grab her phone to make a call. Vivienne reached out first, her arms longer than hers, so she grabbed it first. But after he got it, he didn't give it to her, but threw it further away.
He frowned, looking troubled. "No need for a doctor, baby, just help me take a look."
"..." Ji Hanxi looked at him, her eyes wide. Was he serious? She wasn't a doctor, so what could she do? And he looked so painful, it was obvious that his condition was serious. He needed to see a doctor right away.
Just as she was lost in thought, Vivienne reached out, carried her horizontally upstairs, and said, "I'm here to help."
…
Naturally, the final result and outcome are self-evident. She stepped on him, but instead of hurting him, she stepped on him... Damn it! How could this bitch be so shameless! She's so slutty and cheap! And shameless! And she has no shame!
This kind of bitch! He deserves to be stepped on hard! Step on him until he hurts, until he cries, step on him until his whole body trembles, so that he will learn from it and never do it again.
But these regrets were all in the past. Ji Hanxi was really worried at the time. Now thinking about it, she really wanted to slap him, not in the face, but...
Wherever they do bad things, I’ll slap them there, and slap them hard!
After this incident, Ji Hanxi no longer cared about stepping on him casually, for fear of hurting him again.
Vivienne also had some old clothes to sort out, but she asked the servants and nanny at home to sort them out. She just supervised the work and enjoyed the meticulous and thoughtful service from others.
Some of these old clothes were out of style, some had depreciated, and some were no longer liked by him, so he sorted them all out.
If any employee in the team or servant in the house wanted these, he would just give them away.
Ji Hanxi thought he was really extravagant, but these were his clothes. Although she sighed, she never asked any questions.
When sorting out clothes, he found a white robe. The snow-white and soft fabric was embellished with glittering gold ornaments, which was a bit similar to those in ancient Greek mythology.
Ji Hanxi saw the robe and felt it looked very familiar. "This is..."
"Yes, the one you stepped on and made dirty."
"Why do you keep it?"
"Of course it works..." He looked at her and smiled, "Want to see me put this dress on again?"
"sure."
Hearing this, Vivienne took the clothes to the cloakroom to change.
But he was gone for a long time and never came back.
Ji Hanxi was curious and wondered what he was doing. Just then, a message popped up on her phone. She opened it and saw that it was from Vivienne.
He said he was having trouble getting dressed and needed her help.
Ji Hanxi thought about the complexity of the clothes and it really looked like he needed help, so he went into the cloakroom without any suspicion.
As soon as I entered, I didn't see him and looked around.
Suddenly she felt someone hugging her from behind. The familiar body temperature and fragrance made her know who it was immediately.
She wanted to turn her head, but he said, "Don't be in a hurry..." and reached out to cover her eyes.
With her eyes covered, everything was dark, but she could feel Vivienne slowly turning to face her.
He withdrew his hand only after he was finally face to face with her.
Although Ji Hanxi was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but gasp when he saw Vivienne's appearance.
Damn it! How could he have cut the dress like this… so erotically? Oh my god! I can't bear to look at it! The fabric is perfectly preserved everywhere else, but only the key areas are shredded, tattered, and unable to cover anything. This is also considered a bikini, a complete departure from a standard bikini.
What a slut! This bitch! She couldn't help but think to herself. Before, when this dress was fully on him, he looked like a cold, noble, and inviolable god. But now, in rags and tatters, he looked like a church prostitute, a male prostitute among the gods, and a servant of the believers! This bitch!
When she scolded him, she felt an irresistible impulse and pleasure in her heart, especially when she saw his current state. His noble character had fallen into the mire and was tarnished beyond recognition. She really wanted to destroy him.
He seemed to see what she was thinking. He smiled and knelt down, then lay down and kissed her ankles, her calves, her knees...slowly moving upwards.
His actions were incredibly pious, even a little cautious, as if he were treating the most noble, respected, and admired goddess. But his eyes and expression carried a sense of destruction, a desire to drag others down with him even if he was filthy himself...
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