Chapter 35 The White Moonlight Reborn (12) Curious about what kissing you is...
Chapter Thirty-Five
Xia Zhi went upstairs and heard Song Ling's angry roar: "Get out!"
Xia Zhi couldn't help but walk over. She couldn't understand why Song Ling disliked her so much. However, since she would be staying in this world for a while, she didn't want to ruin her relationship with the Song family.
"Song Ling," Xia Zhi's voice sounded somewhat curious, "Why do you hate me so much?"
Upon hearing Xia Zhi's voice, Song Ling's heart pounded. He looked up at Xia Zhi. The reason he disliked Xia Zhi was simple: he realized he seemed to have fallen for her, but in reality, he told himself that he only liked Xia Zhi.
Song Ling looked away: "It's none of your business. Anyway, I don't welcome you."
Xia Zhi coughed, a little helplessly: "I'll be staying here for a while, but not permanently. I'll leave after some time."
Upon hearing this, Song Ling's heart sank, and he stared blankly at Xia Zhi. He suddenly realized that he had begun to waver.
He looked at Xia Zhi and suddenly said awkwardly, "You can stay here, but stay away from my brother."
Just as Xia Zhi was about to nod helplessly, she heard Song Ling's slightly pleading voice again: "Could you... come closer to me?"
Xia Zhi froze, staring at Song Ling's beautiful yet tearful face.
She didn't understand why the person who had just said he wasn't welcome would suddenly say this.
Song Ling probably felt a little embarrassed and quickly looked away, but still said stiffly, "I just don't like you and my brother being so close."
He was indeed a little jealous.
Xia Zhi looked confused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm just here to be a nanny, to cook and clean for you. I can't do anything else."
Song Ling opened her mouth, then said coldly, "If I see you and my brother being so intimate next time, I'll kick you out!"
Xia Zhi was a little puzzled, but she nodded nonetheless.
Is Song Ling's controlling nature... a bit too strong?
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Having briefly reached an agreement with Song Ling, Xia Zhi dragged her luggage to the guest room and quickly unpacked. Unlike the Lu family, the Song family already had several nannies, so she only needed to assist them.
This is much easier than at Lu Qi's house, but... Song Ling is indeed difficult to deal with.
She discovered that Song Ling often secretly watched her and frequently clung to her unconsciously.
Even someone as oblivious as her would realize what was going on; she just felt helpless.
During the meal, Xia Zhi went to the side and ate with the other two aunties.
The two aunties were named Aunt Jiang and Aunt Wang. They had been doing this for a long time and were very familiar with it all.
During the meal, Xia Zhi overheard the two men discussing Song Ling and Song Ye's preferences.
Several days have passed, and Xia Zhi has been living a peaceful life for the past few days.
"Young Master doesn't like scallions." Aunt Wang looked at Xia Zhi and instructed, "You'd better not put scallions in your cooking."
Xia Zhi was slightly taken aback. Today it was her turn to cook, but she was stir-frying and had indeed added a lot of scallions. But how come she didn't know Song Ling didn't eat scallions? Had Song Ling changed because of this?
Hearing Aunt Wang say this, Xia Zhi's heart sank.
Sure enough, Song Ling's voice came from the living room: "Who cooked this? Why did you put so many scallions in it?!"
Xia Zhi subconsciously stood up, but Aunt Wang shook her head and kindly said, "I'll go explain it to you."
Xia Zhi could only follow Aunt Wang into the living room. Song Ling's eyes scanned the two of them like a detector, finally landing on Xia Zhi: "Did you cook this?"
Aunt Wang subconsciously explained, "It was my fault. I didn't tell Zhizhi that you don't like eating scallions. I'll tell her to be more mindful next time."
Song Ling remained silent for a long time before coldly saying, "Xia Zhi, come to the study after you finish eating."
Xia Zhi was a little uneasy, and Aunt Wang and Aunt Jiang looked at her with sympathetic eyes.
Xia Zhi could only nod: "Okay."
Because Song Ye had gone to work, leaving only Song Ling, Xia Zhi had no way to go find Song Ye.
Song Ling is currently a university student and has classes from time to time; today, for example, is a day without classes.
Xia Zhi hurriedly finished her meal and was about to go to the study when she heard Aunt Jiang remind her, "The young master has a bad temper. Remember to agree with him more often and don't rebel."
Xia Zhi nodded hastily and slowly walked to the study. The study was quiet and filled with books. Just as Xia Zhi was about to cautiously enter, she suddenly heard a soft laugh: "Come in, what are you doing standing at the door?"
It was Song Ling's voice.
Xia Zhi quickened her pace and went inside. She found Song Ling huddled in a corner, seemingly reading a book. Upon closer inspection, she realized he wasn't actually reading; he was just using the book as a decoration.
Xia Zhi straightened up, and only then did Song Ling look up at her. His eyes were dark, giving off a strong sense of oppression. Coupled with his striking features and deep-set brow bones, he exuded an even more suffocating aura.
Xia Zhi had never been afraid of Song Ling before, but now that their identities were reversed, she was indeed a little intimidated by him because of the difference in their status. After all, a single word from Song Ling could decide her life or death, and whether she could continue to stay in the Song family.
Although Song Ye is the head of the Song family, Song Ling is Song Ye's younger brother, so they are the real family.
Xia Zhi silently took a breath: "Is there something you need?"
Song Ling stared at her intently, then suddenly licked her lips, seemingly finding it somewhat absurd: "You're asking me? Didn't you put the scallions in? Don't you know I hate scallions?"
Xia Zhi nodded and said, "I'm sorry about this. I'll be more careful in the future."
Song Ling picked up the book with one hand, casually placed it on the ground and tapped it, then said indifferently, "How are you going to pay attention?"
Xia Zhi was stunned: "I will never put scallions in my cooking again."
Song Ling interrupted, "It's not that we don't put scallions in our portions, but mine doesn't need any, while my brother's can."
"This is so troublesome," Xia Zhi couldn't help but complain in her heart. This was much more troublesome than being at the Lu family's house.
Song Ling seemed to be tilting his head to observe her expression. After a long while, he spoke, his voice inexplicably a little hoarse: "Come here for a moment."
Xia Zhi could only nod: "Okay, sure."
Although she verbally agreed, Xia Zhi only took a few steps cautiously.
Song Ling seemed amused: "Weren't you completely unafraid of me at Lu Qi's house? Why are you so afraid of me here?"
Natsumi: ...
Can they be the same?
Xia Zhi then strode up until she reached Song Ling.
Because Xia Zhi was standing, Song Ling had to look up. He slightly raised his head, and Xia Zhi noticed that his pupils were brown.
She was lost in thought when she suddenly heard Song Ling slowly say, "Give me a kiss."
Xia Zhi was about to respond when she suddenly realized what was happening and instinctively took a step back.
She was so startled by Song Ling's words that she almost fell over.
Song Ling seemed very dissatisfied with her reaction: "What kind of reaction is this? Wasn't what I said direct enough?"
Xia Zhi looked at Song Ling, and stammered for some reason: "You... what do you mean by that?"
Song Ling began to mimic her: "What, what do you mean by what you said?"
Xia Zhi was speechless, but Song Ling said frankly, "The literal meaning."
Xia Zhi now understood that Song Ling was trying to use the difference in their social status to threaten her.
But kissing... is an overly intimate thing.
Xia Zhi couldn't accept it, so she frowned and reminded Song Ling, "Song Ling, I'm just your family's housekeeper, not your girlfriend."
Song Ling looked at him, her eyes filled with innocence: "I know, but I want you to kiss me, is that not allowed?"
No way? Of course not!
Xia Zhi slowly said, "Song Ling, I will refuse you. The reason is very simple. I will repeat it again: we only have an employer-employee relationship, not a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship."
She felt a little tired because of Song Ling's unreasonable behavior.
Song Ling could sense Xia Zhi's helplessness, but he insisted, "Kiss me, or I'll tell my brother that you deliberately put scallions in my food to hurt me."
Xia Zhi almost laughed: "Who do you think your brother would believe?"
Upon hearing this, Song Ling's face darkened, and the smile on her face froze slightly.
He recalled his brother's special treatment of Xia Zhi.
So he said coldly, "Then let's wait for my brother to come back and see what he has to say."
Xia Zhi had a bit of a headache, but she couldn't compromise on the matter of kissing, so she turned around and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, Song Ling grabbed her trouser leg with one hand, and Xia Zhi almost fell.
She turned around, a little annoyed: "What are you doing! I almost tripped and fell, you know?"
Song Ling's eyes were fixed on her greedily, and his burning gaze finally settled on Xia Zhi's lips.
He said slowly, "I'm just curious... curious about what it feels like to kiss you."
Xia Zhi couldn't help but recall Song Ling's past behavior; when she was in a wheelchair, Song Ling had treated her the same way.
Indeed, human nature is hard to change.
Xia Zhi sighed silently, then picked up the doll next to her and said, "If you're curious, you can kiss this doll."
Song Ling looked at the doll with a strange expression. After a long while, he took the doll, played with it in his hand for a while, and then threw it away.
Song Ling's voice was a little hoarse: "But... your lips are warm."
Xia Zhi said irritably, "Aren't there a lot of girls in your class? Why don't you try kissing any girl you like!"
Song Ling blurted out, "But... you're different."
Both of them froze, and Xia Zhi looked at Song Ling with a complicated expression.
Doesn't what he said mean... that he was indirectly confessing his feelings?
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Author's Note: Here it comes! [Lower-eared rabbit head]
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