Chapter 40: Broad Shoulders, Narrow Hips, Wasp Waist, Huge Breasts
Song Nanxi tilted her head, nestled in the crook of Ling Sheng's neck, and let out a muffled laugh.
The breath was hot.
Ling Sheng's temples were bulging from the heat, and the veins on his arms were protruding from the exertion.
"Take care of your own artists. This is what you should do."
Song Nanxi likes to take advantage of others and act like a good kid after getting an advantage.
Ling Sheng sneered, "Change someone else, do you believe I can throw her off the building?"
"Pfft, then you're going to be a murderer."
As I was smiling, the elevator door opened.
Song Mo, who was standing at the door of Song Nanxi, heard the voice and looked up.
In the elevator, the woman was held in the man's strong arms, her fair cheeks were filled with an abnormal blush, and her eyes were filled with joy.
However, this look quickly turned into disgust when it met his.
The good mood came to an abrupt end.
"What bad luck! Why is he everywhere?" Song Nanxi said annoyed.
Ling Sheng also saw Song Mo's figure, but he didn't show it on his face and walked out of the elevator.
Naturally asked: "Why are you here?"
Song Mo's dark eyes were filled with scrutiny. "Come and see my good sister. You haven't been home for so long. It turns out that you are hanging out with your agent. No wonder—" His tone became colder, and he felt like he was being backstabbed. "You would have spoken up for her at the beginning."
Song Nanxi is quite resourceful. Ling Sheng is in the entertainment industry with the most handsome men and beautiful women. Over the years, countless people who wanted to please him have used various means to get close to him, but none of them succeeded.
This was the first time Song Mo saw Ling Sheng hug a woman so actively.
Ling Sheng's face darkened, "Song Mo, stop being crazy."
"Strange, how can someone just spit shit out of his mouth? It turns out that his upper and lower mouths are reversed," Song Nanxi said sarcastically, "If you have nothing to do with your mouth, go lick the toilet. Don't get mad at me. If you don't get out of here, I'll call the police and put you on the headlines tomorrow."
Song Nanxi will not be polite to other members of the Song family except Old Man Song.
Song Mo was indeed irritated.
"What? You dare to do it but I can't tell you? If I hadn't come, you two would have rolled together tonight." He sneered, "The old man agreed to let you enter the entertainment industry, but did he know that you would pay for your agent in order to get ahead?"
Song Nanxi was so angry that he almost laughed.
If she didn't know that Song Mo was a straight man, she would really think that Song Mo had a crush on Ling Sheng.
Seeing them together made me angry.
"Oh, yes, yes, I just want to sleep with him. Are you jealous? After all, it's hard to say that the person you like is someone you like, and you can only watch her sleep with other men in the future. Are you mad to death?" Song Nanxi stared at him with dark eyes, a sarcastic smile on the corner of her lips.
Complete insight into his psychology.
She asked lazily: "Song Mo, are you a pervert?"
When Song Mo was looked at like this by her, his brain buzzed.
Then he exploded in anger: "Shut up!"
"Am I right? Song Mo, Song Yirou has been your sister for twenty years, and you actually have other feelings for her. It's disgusting——"
"You're looking for death!"
Song Mo took a step forward and raised his hand high.
At this moment, the handsome face was completely distorted, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.
The hand was held in mid-air by another strong hand.
Ling Sheng's heart was filled with anger. He spoke each word with pause, "Why don't you try it?"
Song Mo looked at him, "Ling Sheng, how long have you known her? Is it necessary to protect her like this?"
"What if it was Song Yirou who was beaten?"
Ling Sheng's words almost turned Song Mo into an enraged trapped beast, and he laughed out of anger.
"Is she worthy of competing with Xiaorou?"
The secret in my heart that I couldn't tell anyone was known by my good friend of many years, and all this was thanks to Song Nanxi!
even--
He didn't dare to think about what would happen if Xiaorou knew.
You must think he is disgusting!
Ling Sheng shook off his hand fiercely and put Song Nanxi at the door, "Open the door, you go in first." After Song Nanxi's feet landed on the ground, he did not completely remove his hand, for fear that she would fall.
Song Nanxi glanced coldly at Song Mo from the side, then unlocked the room with his fingerprint.
After making sure that Song Nanxi was fine, Ling Sheng's demeanor changed in an instant.
He rushed forward, grabbed Song Mo's collar and dragged him into the elevator.
The elevator is going down——
Bang!
Song Mo was pushed hard against the elevator wall.
Ling Sheng's eyes were cold and emotionless. He rolled up his shirt sleeves to his elbows, revealing his muscular forearms.
There was suppressed anger in his calm tone, "You beat a woman, spread a dirty rumor, and the rumor was about your own sister. Song Mo, when did you become so shameless?"
Song Mo's chest rose and fell violently, his eyes fierce, "I never admitted that she is my sister."
"Heh, so who is your biological sister? Song Yirou?"
Thinking of how Song Mo was instantly enraged by Song Nanxi's words, Ling Sheng found it incredible.
He and Song Mo were not very close friends, but he never knew that he had such thoughts about Song Yirou.
Ling Sheng's disgusted look greatly irritated Song Mo's sensitive heart. He clenched his fists and made a creaking sound. "Ling Sheng, we have known each other for so many years, and you have to fall out with me just because of Song Nanxi? I advise you to stay out of our Song family's affairs!"
"You just said you don't recognize Song Nanxi as your sister, so is she also considered a member of your family?" Ling Sheng said coldly, "Song Mo, I can still talk to you properly now, just listen carefully, as long as Song Nanxi is a contracted artist of my company, I will protect her.
You can't touch her under my nose.
Instead of always causing trouble for Song Nanxi, you might as well turn around and take better care of your "sister".
I just don't know, does she know what you are thinking?"
"Ling Sheng!"
Song Mo punched Ling Sheng hard!
…
When Ling Sheng went upstairs again, he was carrying the things he bought at the imported supermarket in the community.
The door was half open and the light was dim.
Only a dim light was on.
A small bulge was vaguely visible on the sofa.
There was a dead silence in the air.
Ling Sheng's heart trembled uncontrollably, "Why don't you turn on the light? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" He reached out to press the switch.
"Don't turn on the light, it's blinding."
Song Nanxi's voice was hoarse. She turned over and sat up, her hair was messy. She saw what he was holding, "Did you go downstairs to buy something? What did you buy?"
"Fruits and ingredients. I'll make you some hangover soup."
"Please spare me, big brother!" Song Nanxi wailed and poured the wine back. "The hangover soup is too hard to drink. I'd rather die in pain."
Ling Sheng sneered, noticing the change in her tone, a smile flashed across his eyes, "The hangover soup I cooked is not bad, it's an exclusive secret recipe."
Song Nanxi showed two eyes from under the blanket, "Do you have a secret recipe? I am not well educated, don't lie to me."
"Who could have fooled you? Haven't you been deceiving your agent?"
Ling Sheng said this with a half-smile, then carried the bag into the kitchen.
A dim light was on in the semi-open kitchen. Song Nanxi rested her chin on the sofa, looking at the man's back with interest.
Broad shoulders, narrow hips, wasp waist, huge... cough cough, huge breasts...
Such a perfect body makes people want to destroy it.
In Ling Sheng’s heart, her image must be very pitiful, right?
Hee, that's it.
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