She was easygoing and didn't care much about the Nangong family, but Nangong Xiang felt she had broadened her horizons. She could hardly stand her current family for a moment and left the Nangong family villa that very night, filled with disgust. Unable to sleep, she called Shen Wangshu in the middle of the night.
When the shrill ringing of the bell rang, Shen Wangshu was fast asleep.
The boy's youthful and soft body pressed against hers, and he buried his head in the crook of her neck, fast asleep.
The buttons on his pajamas had been undone at some point, revealing his slender, fair collarbone and snow-white chest.
He looked somewhat thin, but the boy's slenderness had a unique charm.
Shen Wangshu reached out and hugged her lover, and upon hearing the loud ringing of the bell, she let out a silent wail.
No one gets a phone call at two or three in the morning without cursing. She pretended not to hear the ringing, turned over, and pressed the soft pillow over her head. She then noticed Dongfang Xuan snuggling up to her, their cheeks pressed together, just as the ringing stopped. She was overjoyed, but then the ringing started again. Shen Wangshu found herself quite admiring of this indomitable spirit.
She had to reach out a hand to answer the phone.
"Who is it?" Dongfang Xuan asked hoarsely the moment the call connected.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by an even louder scream.
"Sichun! Who's in your bed?!"
Feeling like she'd been caught in the act of adultery, Shen Wangshu instantly snapped back to reality.
"Ah Xiang?" In the dimly lit room, Shen Wangshu was held in the arms of a disgruntled young man, who rolled over and pinned her beneath him. Shen Wangshu felt a pang of guilt. The young man, still half-asleep, seemed to harbor resentment towards Nangong Xiang for calling him in the middle of the night. He tried to reach out to hang up the phone for her, but Shen Wangshu firmly refused. After a moment of silence, the young man remained drowsy on top of Shen Wangshu.
The boy's soft lips gently pressed against Shen Wangshu's cheek, slowly nibbling and spreading towards her earlobe.
Shen Wangshu froze for a moment while holding the phone.
At that moment, she really wanted to throw the phone away.
"Is it Dongfang Xuan?" Nangong Xiang asked sharply as always.
"We were just sleeping." Shen Wangshu felt as if the boy's lips could ignite flames on her body, and the places he touched became hot, but she still tried to deny it.
“…These men are all bad.” Nangong Xiang didn’t see the girl’s suppressed breathing and the barely suppressed expression on her face as she tried to answer calmly. Nor could she see the slender boy on the huge bed in the bedroom, where only a little light shone through, his cheeks slightly flushed, as he savored his lover’s lips inch by inch.
At first, he had a mischievous smile on his face, but in the blink of an eye, he became completely captivated, as if every inch of Shen Wangshu's skin was irresistible to him. He also breathed softly and pulled open his pajamas.
Shen Wangshu coughed, but did not push him away when he got even closer.
“If he can’t marry you, you can’t sleep with him,” Nangong Xiang lectured on the other end of the phone.
In terms of relationship, Shen Wangshu could be considered Nangong Xiang's sister.
Although she was just a burden.
Dongfang Xuan kept working with his hands, and casually twitched his ears, silently remembering the trouble Nangong Xiang had caused him.
"Ah Xiang, what's wrong?" The suppressed emotion in Nangong Xiang's voice immediately brought Shen Wangshu back to her senses. She subconsciously pushed Dongfang Xuan away, ignoring the boy's fierce gaze towards the phone, and sat up, hugging the blanket.
In just a short while, the boy had already pulled open her pajamas from both sides, revealing her fair and delicate back. Dongfang Xuan gently covered her slightly chilly back with his fingers, then leaned forward and placed his kiss on her thin skin. Shen Wangshu, however, couldn't care less and asked Nangong Xiang, "Are you sad?"
"Hmm," Nangong Xiang responded listlessly.
Even her father, Nangong Chengdu, couldn't tell that she was unhappy. Or perhaps, even if he did, he would just pretend not to know?
As for her brother... he's so much older than her, he just gives her some money, but he's never really cared about her.
"Is it because of your brother?" Shen Wangshu asked gently.
“One of his women is pregnant and has come to our door,” Nangong Xiang said in a low voice.
"Did you get her pregnant?" Shen Wangshu's voice carried a faint smile as the boy behind her licked down her spine, his tongue swirling around her lips, and his mouth twitched.
"Are you stupid?! Of course I didn't do it!" How could a woman get another woman pregnant? Nangong Xiang was furious and felt that calling her must have been a mistake.
"If you didn't do it, what are you upset about?"
"My brother did something wrong..." The woman's attitude was very strange. Rather than being covetous of the Nangong family, Nangong Xiang always felt that she had other motives. She didn't know how to confide in her. As a young lady of the Nangong family, she had been surrounded by many people since childhood, who thought of everything for her. But she felt that she had no one to confide in. She pressed her head against the windowsill of her apartment, feeling a little sad, but even Shen Wangshu's joking laughter made her feel calmer.
"Besides being rich, he's so arrogant that he thinks he's a god!"
"That's someone else's mistake. It's the most foolish thing to take someone else's mistake upon yourself and make yourself unhappy." Shen Wangshu felt a pair of hands reaching out from behind towards the softness in front of her, and her body suddenly trembled.
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