“But this time, you came a little late.” Song Qingqing buried her face in the other person’s chest, listening to the heartbeat that was excited because of her.
Great, he arrived just in time again.
"I promise I'll be there as soon as possible next time."
"That's more like it."
Song Qingqing, oblivious to everyone else, held Sikong Liangchen in her arms, flirting and teasing him.
Sikong Xingchen, however, turned his gaze to the unlucky fellow opposite him, whose aura was unstable.
As their eyes met, it seemed as if some sparks were flickering.
This is a battlefield for two men.
After a long while, Song Qingqing released Sikong Xingchen and took his hand to say goodbye to the old lady.
Then, they boarded the yacht sent by Sikong Xingchen.
The unlucky guy didn't say a word the whole time, just followed behind with his head down.
Since it was Song Qingqing's first time on a yacht, she immediately displayed the air of a country bumpkin visiting the Grand View Garden.
Sikong Xingchen looked at her with doting eyes, and an ambiguous atmosphere lingered between them.
Every now and then, they would hold hands, put their arms around each other's shoulders, and gaze deeply into each other's eyes.
Once the three of them were inside, Sikong Xingchen put his arm around Song Qingqing, turned around, glanced at the unlucky fellow, and then said to Old Wang, "Arrange for him to stay in another room."
"yes"
Unlucky and unwilling, he glanced at Song Qingqing.
Song Qingqing, not understanding what was going on, said, "Go ahead!"
"..." Upon hearing this, the unlucky fellow didn't say anything, turned around and followed Old Wang away.
With no one disturbing them, Sikong Xingchen pulled Song Qingqing against the wooden door with a hook of his leg.
As their eyes met, the temperature around them began to rise.
Sikong Xingchen first swept his gaze across Song Qingqing's neck, and upon finding that the ribbon was still intact, he then placed it on Song Qingqing's cherry lips.
Just then, her cherry lips parted slightly, as if inviting him to pluck her. Before Song Qingqing could speak, Sikong Xingchen pressed down on her.
"Hmm..."
Startled by the sudden kiss, Song Qingqing closed her eyes and placed her hands on the other person's strong lower back.
It's unclear how much time passed, but it was long enough that Song Qingqing was having trouble breathing before Sikong Xingchen finally released her.
"Silly girl, after so many times, you still can't breathe properly." After ruffling Song Qingqing's hair, Sikong Xingchen released her and turned to rush into the bathroom without looking back.
Still feeling a bit weak in the knees, Song Qingqing heard the sound and leaned against the wooden door, letting out a sweet laugh, "Haha..."
Her laughter was so loud that even Sikong Xingchen in the bathroom couldn't help but chuckle.
Unlike the sweet romance between the two, the unlucky guy on the other side was suffering a difficult and gloomy life.
After hastily shoveling down a couple of mouthfuls of food, and hesitating for a moment, the unlucky fellow still arrived at Song Qingqing and Sikong Xingchen's door.
After standing there for a long time, he seemed to hear sounds of laughter and playfulness coming from inside.
Feeling upset, I raised my fist and started banging it, "thump, thump, thump."
The inappropriate scene unfolding inside due to the feeding was instantly interrupted.
Song gently tugged at her clothes and pushed Sikong Xingchen off her.
Sikong Xingchen opened the door with a dark expression, only to find that the unlucky guy's face was even darker than his own.
The two exchanged a glance and immediately turned away.
But there seemed to be a smell of gunpowder in the air.
Song Qingqing stood up and stepped forward to ask, "Xiaoyi, what's wrong?"
Upon hearing this, the unlucky fellow immediately teared up, looking aggrieved.
He bit his lip and refused to say anything, but his peach blossom eyes kept scanning the air in the darkness.
At the same time, he didn't forget to shrink his body slightly.
He's afraid of the dark again.
Song sighed softly, unsure of what to do next.
But when Sikong Xingchen saw her sigh, his aura instantly dropped.
The air seemed to freeze between the three of them.
Song Qingqing looked up and saw that Sikong Xingchen's face was pale. She reached out and took his hand, asking with her eyes what was wrong.
Sikong Xingchen lowered his head and smiled gently at Song, then reached out his other hand to straighten her collar, deliberately exposing the ambiguous marks left from their kiss to the unlucky girl's eyes.
The unlucky fellow looked on, his peach blossom eyes narrowed for a moment, but he quickly recovered.
"It's nothing, I just came to say goodnight to you." When the enemy is strong and he is weak, he can only submit to weakness first. When the time comes, it will be the time for him to turn around and snatch Song Qingqing away.
Thinking this, the unlucky fellow turned around and shrank back into the darkness.
Song Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable seeing him like this.
After all, they had tried to save her several times.
Now she knows he's afraid of the dark, and he really shouldn't do nothing.
Sikong Xingchen seemed to see through her thoughts, and pulled her into his arms, saying, "Wait a moment, I'll have Old Wang light more candles, so he won't be afraid."
"Okay, go ahead! I'll wait for you to come back." Song Qingqing said, lifting Sikong Xingchen's clothes to cover her face, looking very embarrassed.
Sikong Xingchen gently pinched her nose, kissed her forehead, and replied, "I'll be back soon."
After seeing Sikong Xingchen off, Song Qingqing turned around and happily went into her room.
Lying in bed, she was sometimes excited and sometimes thrilled.
He tossed and turned in bed.
The anticipation in her heart was almost overwhelming her.
However, Sikong Xingchen was away for quite a while, and by the time he returned, Song Qingqing was already curled up in bed and playing chess with the Duke of Zhou (a figure in Chinese mythology associated with dreams).
Seeing that Song Qingqing was sleeping soundly, Sikong Xingchen did not disturb her. Instead, he held her in his arms and played chess with her.
The next day, when Song Qingqing woke up, she was already lying in a shop on Huanle Street.
Sikong Xingchen had other matters to attend to.
According to the employees, he left in a hurry and took many helpers with him.
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