Upon hearing this, Song Yuli glared at him and said, "You may not care, but I do. It would be so embarrassing if something went wrong."
Upon seeing this, Nangong Yu pursed his thin lips: "Song Yuli, you're being disobedient."
Song Yuli retorted, "How am I being disobedient? I just don't want anything to go wrong."
Nangong Yu frowned deeply: "So what if there are mistakes on a business trip? My aunts and grandmas will understand."
Song Yuli shook his head: "It's their business if they understand. The key is that I can't get over that hurdle in my heart. I clearly have time, and if I don't practice more, I..."
Before Song Yuli could say anything more, Nangong Yu blocked her from speaking.
Song Yuli stared wide-eyed at the magnified handsome face in front of her. Remembering that there were other people around, she began to struggle desperately.
Upon seeing this, the white woman wisely turned and left, and as she walked out of the room, she thoughtfully closed the door behind her.
Now Nangong Yu became even more unrestrained, rampaging through Song Yuli's mouth.
Noticing Song Yuli's struggle, he stretched out his long arm and held him tightly in his arms.
This time, Nangong Yu's kiss was different from his usual gentleness; it carried a punitive connotation, with licking and biting.
Song Yuli was furious, and tears welled up in her eyes, streaming down Nangong Yu's face.
Nangong Yu was stunned for a moment, then released her. Seeing her face covered in tears, his heart ached.
He reached out and wiped away Song Yuli's tears, speaking half-jokingly but firmly: "If you never listen to me again, I'll kiss you like this until you give in."
Song Yuli slapped Nangong Yu's hand away, her tears flowing even more fiercely: "I know my aunt doesn't like me, so I can only practice more diligently. I just don't want my aunt to hate me even more. I just don't want to embarrass you in the future. How can you be like this?"
Upon hearing this, Nangong Yu pursed his thin lips, then pulled Song Yuli into his arms: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I promise I won't do it again next time. Please forgive me this time, my wife."
Song Yuli ignored him and just kept crying.
Nangong Yu added, "I don't care about losing face; I just don't want you to suffer."
Song Yuli cried as she broke free from Nangong Yu's embrace: "You don't care, but I do. The difference in our social status has always been a thorn in my side. So, no matter what I do, I try my best, I try my best, I just don't want others to say that I'm not good enough for you."
Nangong Yu didn't speak, but simply pulled her into his arms again, gently patting her back to calm her down. However, his heart was in turmoil.
He really didn't know that Song Yuli would feel so much pressure after they got together.
Yes, how could he forget? Song Yuli is such a perceptive person. She can immediately sense if anyone shows even the slightest sign that they are not a good match.
"sorry."
...
In the end, Nangong Yu stopped Song Yuli and practiced with her instead.
Song Yuli bent her legs slightly, a gentle smile on her delicate face, her chin slightly raised, her back straight, and bowed to the empty air in front of her.
"Honey, honey, how am I?"
Reaching out to wipe the sweat from her forehead, Nangong Yu smiled gently at her: "Great job."
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