Chapter 166 Ling Sheng: What's the point of having clothes between us?
If Song Nanxi's place had not just been thoroughly cleaned by Ling Sheng, she would really believe it.
It seems that Yan Xingxue is still a little white rabbit stuffed with sesame filling.
"Is that so? Then you can sleep in the master bedroom."
Song Nanxihaiwang said in a tone, “I don’t want Ah Xue to be wronged.”
She touched Yan Xingxue's hot face and urged him to go to bed quickly.
Yan Xingxue was coaxed into a daze. If he had known that he would be treated so gently after confronting Nanxi, he should have told her that he liked her when he met her for the first time!
After comforting Yan Xingxue, Song Nanxi took the elevator downstairs.
When she heard the doorbell, Song Yirou didn't think much and opened the door directly.
A slap hit her hard in the face.
"Song Nanxi!"
Song Nanxi slapped him again with his backhand.
Song Yirou was beaten so hard that she retreated repeatedly.
Song Yirou's face felt burning with pain. She covered her face and stared at Song Nanxi, then suddenly smiled triumphantly.
"What are you doing? Are you angry and embarrassed?"
She did not hide the fact that she was the one who released the surveillance video.
After all, when Song Nanxi was on the hot search, she had used all her points to have the system delete the source code of the video for her.
There is nothing in Song Nanxi's hands that can threaten her!
"Song Nanxi, you are nothing more than a pillow for thousands of people..."
“Bang!”
Song Nanxi slapped her back.
"Come on, continue."
"Bitch!"
“Bang!”
Song Nanxi was an expert at slapping people, and Song Yirou's face was swollen in just a few slaps.
Song Yirou's hatred surged, "Song Nanxi, you only know how to use force. Now, what else do you have in your hand that can threaten me?"
She looked up and glanced at the surveillance camera.
"Come on, keep fighting. I don't mind giving you a big gift! Just to celebrate your return to the Song family!"
"Stupid."
Song Nanxi pursed her lips, took out her phone and played a video, "Who said I only know how to fight?"
She is not incapable of using dirty tricks.
Song Yirou's smug smile froze on her face, "No! How could it be..."
"System! What's wrong with the system? Wasn't the video deleted?!"
She frantically called the system in her mind.
The system was also confused.
Coming from a higher dimension, it never takes these ordinary creatures seriously.
How could the code that it had deleted personally appear in Song Nanxi's hands again!
"Are you curious? You clearly deleted the video, so why do I still have it?"
Song Nanxi asked calmly, his eyes slowly falling on Song Yirou.
But the system that was parasitic in Song Yirou's brain felt creepy, as if it was also being stared at by Song Nanxi!
Song Yirou's face turned pale.
Song Nanxi kindly explained, "Because—I modified the code in advance."
She would not completely look down on Song Yirou just because she was stupid.
As long as there are enough points, the system can do anything for her.
"Impossible... You're just an ordinary person, how did you do it?!" Song Yirou murmured, and the doubts she had been having came to her mind again. She asked sternly, "I know! Song Nanxi, you have one too - right?!"
The word 'system' was muted.
The system cursed inwardly: [You idiot! Don't expose my existence! ]
Song Nanxi deliberately asked in confusion: "What are you talking about, are you infected with the virus?"
Song Yirou was shocked and frightened, and had completely lost her mind.
There was no trace of the pride in controlling Song Nanxi.
"Don't pretend!" She stared at Song Nanxi crazily, "You must have someone - if it wasn't for someone helping you, how could you have avoided my schemes so many times!"
“Bang!”
Song Nanxi shook her numb hands and asked, "Are you awake?"
Song Yirou fell to the ground.
In front of her, Song Nanxi tapped to send the video.
"It's a gift in return."
"No!!!"
Song Yirou quickly got up, grabbed Song Nanxi's clothes, and for the first time in her life, she showed a pleading look to Song Nanxi.
"No! Song Nanxi begs you, don't be so cruel, do you want to force me to death?"
However the video has been sent.
Song Nanxi kicked Song Yirou's hand away mercilessly.
"If we switched positions today, would you show mercy to me?"
Song Yirou glared at her resentfully, "You are also a woman, don't you know what impact this video will have on me if it spreads?"
Song Nanxi was amused.
"Don't make me sound like a bad guy. You installed the surveillance camera and you gave me the drugs. You planned everything, but the only thing you didn't plan for was that you would be the heroine."
Song Yirou knew that Song Nanxi was right.
But how could she be willing to accept this!
"But I didn't succeed! So all your assumptions are invalid! Now I am the victim," Song Yirou argued, but she knew it was too late.
With resentment, he asked her: "Song Nanxi, if I die, it is because of you. You will bear the responsibility of a life for the rest of your life, and you will never live in peace in this life!"
"puff……"
Song Nanxi burst out laughing.
"Sister, you are so crazy."
Song Nanxi had originally planned to leave, but now he was really curious about Song Yirou's mental state.
"If you want to die, then die quickly. I have time to appreciate you now." Seeing Song Yirou's ugly face, Song Nanxi said calmly, "Who gave you the illusion that I would feel guilty about your death? If you really dare to die, I can still admire your courage."
"But—do you dare?"
Song Nanxi pointed to the window in the corridor and said, "Jump now? There is a river downstairs, and there is no need to worry about getting others involved."
Look how nice she is, she has considered everything for Song Yirou.
“You, you…”
Song Yirou's lips trembled.
"Don't talk about you or me. You don't dare to die, and you are unwilling to die."
Song Nanxi sneered, "It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. Don't quibble. I understand."
After she finished speaking, she stopped looking at Song Yirou's extremely ugly face. As she turned around, she looked up at the surveillance camera above.
As if remembering something, he asked, "Do you think you can clean yourself up by the slaps I gave you?"
Song Yirou's eyes widened.
"What a pity," Song Nanxi smiled, "I'm sorry, I predicted your prediction again."
"Song Nanxi!!!"
Song Nanxi walked into the elevator, putting Song Yirou's collapse behind her.
The phone's vx message is vibrating.
Ling Xu: [Done.]
Ling Xu: [Song Nanxi, can you please stop asking me to do these despicable things all the time?]
Despicable?
Song Nanxi raised his eyebrows and typed slowly.
The dream of 900 million boys: [Why? Don’t want to do it?]
Ling Xu: [Tsk.]
The dream of 900 million boys: [Okay, I’ll trouble someone else next time]
Ling Xu: [? ]
The dream of 900 million boys: [You should know why I only look for you and not others? It's because I trust you enough that I can trust you to do even this kind of thing. If it were someone with impure motives, he would definitely use my handle to threaten me now. ]
The dream of 900 million boys: [I am a star. Being a star is difficult. No matter what I do, I can't satisfy everyone. My haters hate me and wish I would die soon.]
The dream of 900 million boys: [Forget it, I know I have caused you trouble, I will not trouble you again in the future. ]
After saying that, Song Nanxi exited vx.
He began to count down slowly: "3, 2, 1..."
The cell phone started ringing wildly.
Song Nanxi curled her red lips and sighed slowly.
Oh, I am such a bad woman.
Although it's very immoral, who can blame Ling Xu for being so useful...
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Song Nanxi was still very satisfied with the living distance between him and Song Yirou.
Just upstairs or downstairs, when you are in a bad mood and want to slap someone, just go downstairs.
It’s a pity. After this incident, Song Yirou might have to move away.
Song Nanxi entered the room through her fingerprint, and the back of a man in a shirt and trousers came into view.
The body is an inverted triangle, with broad and straight shoulders and the legendary double doors.
The person she hadn't seen for nearly a month now appeared in her house.
He had obviously just arrived and was taking out the imported snacks he had bought from the shopping bag.
Ling Sheng turned around when he heard the door open, glanced at her with a lukewarm expression, "Where did you go?"
"I went downstairs."
Song Nanxi walked over and took a look. The snacks were all her favorites.
She unscrewed a bottle of peach-flavored sparkling water and took a sip. "What a rare guest. I thought you were planning to never see me again."
Ever since Ling Sheng found out about Qi Yu and her, Song Nanxi could clearly feel that Ling Sheng was avoiding her.
But Song Nanxi didn't care. These people with great luck were indeed outstanding and beautiful.
But Song Nanxi is not so hungry that she would force everyone to go to bed with her. What she cares about is mutual consent.
The only thing she had to ensure was that the person with great luck was not conquered by Song Yirou, and instead dealt with those who hindered her.
When Ling Sheng heard this, a hint of discomfort flashed across his usually serious face.
"You think too much. How could I not see you?"
This sentence is actually a bit ambiguous.
Song Nanxi raised her eyebrows and looked at Ling Sheng.
The living room was well lit, and the man looked at her with extremely deep eyes, as if something was about to break out of the ground.
"I've been thinking about this for a long time."
Until last night.
As soon as the video came out, Ling Sheng's team immediately reported it to him.
Although he eventually suppressed the trending search.
But Ling Sheng's heart was completely confused and he almost didn't sleep all night.
Song Nanxi didn't respond and waited quietly for Ling Sheng to continue.
Ling Sheng stepped forward. His clothing style was always mature and business-like. His shirts and suits were always ironed meticulously, hiding his perfect body that was almost like a fitness template under his clothes.
He raised his hand and started to unbutton his clothes starting from his Adam's apple. Under Song Nanxi's gaze, his expression was frank and calm.
The veins bulged out of his rolled-up sleeves, and the strong hormones almost invaded every inch of the air.
Until the last one, the shirt was completely open.
Song Nanxi's eyes finally changed and he narrowed his eyes.
Ling Sheng curled his lips, grabbed Song Nanxi's wrist and pressed it against his chest.
"I remember you always wanted to touch it? What's the point of doing it through clothes? Will it feel better now?"
It was indeed very good. When Song Nanxi pressed with his fingers, he could see a small pit in the elastic muscle.
Very addictive feel.
Wait...Song Nanxi's fingertips seemed to touch something metal-like.
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