Chapter 57 The fine white shirt was crumpled...
A lover? Impossible, how could that be?
Xi Bojian recalled that he had never seen anyone around Ying Shixue before, let alone had any intimate relationship with her. Where did this person come from?
He raised his hand to pull Ying Shixue out of his arms, but Song Mingli grabbed his arm.
Two adult men, both over 1.9 meters tall, faced each other, their arm muscles taut and congested with blood from exertion. Neither was willing to give in, and the atmosphere in the room was extremely tense.
Ying Shixue tried to move, but was held tightly in his arms and not allowed to move.
This phenomenon was truly bizarre. The veins on Song Mingli's forearms, hidden beneath his clothes, bulged. After the exchange, he forcefully shook off the opponent, his expression remarkably calm: "Excuse me, Mr. Ying has agreed to have dinner with me tonight. Please excuse me."
Xi Bojian was pulled back half a step by inertia, but quickly regained his balance. Song Mingli had already pulled him out of the office.
Fortunately, Song Mingli remained rational. To outsiders, they were just a little closer. The private elevator was empty. Song Mingli stood in front of him, holding his hand tightly. From this position, he couldn't see the expression on the other's face.
Generally speaking, when Song Mingli is in a bad mood, the aura around him is quite intimidating, and many years ago no one dared to approach him at this time.
Ying Shixue looked at him for a while, then curled her index finger and gently hooked it in his palm.
Then he felt the person in front of him freeze.
Ying Shixue's lips curved into a smile, but before she could speak, the elevator had already reached the underground parking lot on the ground floor. There was no one else there. Song Mingli turned around, grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, strode to the car, opened the door, and shoved her inside.
He fell suddenly from a height, his entire back hitting the leather seat behind him.
But it didn't hurt; Song Mingli's hand cushioned the impact of the collision by placing it behind his shoulder.
Her shoulders were held in place, and a kiss landed.
Her neck was forced to be tilted back, and the hem of her top was pushed up, revealing a thin, slender waist.
He was sensitive to cold and his hands and feet were always cold. He had already taken off his coat when he came out, and the temperature inside the car was gradually rising as the air conditioning was turned on.
The fine white shirt was crumpled and wrinkled, and red marks were already showing on the porcelain white waist. Before long, the color of these marks would gradually darken and become extremely clear and strong, marking another person's mark.
Under the influence of passion, the pain was negligible, but between kisses, he still heard Song Mingli click his tongue slightly: "You pinched it red again."
"Her skin is so thin..."
The large hand no longer tormented the small patch of skin on the waist, but stroked upwards from the hem. The smooth and delicate skin made one wish to be sucked to death on it. He softened his grip but couldn't help pulling the person into his arms, hugging and kneading them.
If I had to put it into words, the feeling of having every part of my body, from my breath to my fingers, completely controlled and violated is not pleasant. Or rather, it is the fear that arises from the unknown, the fear of being completely possessed by another person, from body to soul.
But... Ying Shixue's eyelashes trembled, and she wrapped her arms around his neck almost as if in a sacrifice.
The burning passion and intense heat emanating from another person's chest were so palpable, like an eternally burning flame that would never be extinguished. It made one feel that no matter how treacherous, unpredictable, or bleak the future might be, one could willingly turn to ashes in such intense love.
The kiss gradually took on a different meaning, and Song Mingli restrained himself before giving him one last, hard kiss before parting ways.
Ying Shixue was already a little short of breath from being kissed so much that she leaned weakly against his chest.
Only then did he realize that he had somehow straddled Song Mingli with his legs spread apart, their waists and legs pressed together. Song Mingli's belt was already unbuckled, and his shirt buttons were undone down to the last one, exposing a large expanse of his snow-white chest and shoulders in the dim light.
The temperature inside the car rose several times, and Ying wiped the snow to cover her breathing.
His eyelids were thin, so even the slightest change would be noticeable. His eyes had a beautiful outline, and his eyelashes were long and delicate, like the fluttering wings of a butterfly, with smooth lines at the ends, shimmering with boundless watery hues.
Song Mingli felt a fire burning inside him, but he knew now was definitely not the right time. He rubbed the person's slender waist and took a deep breath: "Let's go get checked out first."
The vehicle gradually emerged from underground and entered the main road. Ying Shixue sat in the passenger seat, but instead of his own coat, he was wearing a large overcoat that was clearly much larger than his own.
Actually, the air conditioning was set to a very comfortable temperature, and it would have been fine to wear only the fleece underneath, but Song Mingli still insisted on putting a coat on him.
The two men were too different in build; the clothes were like a small blanket to him, covering him completely without letting in a breath of wind.
Ying Shixue's face still had a faint blush that hadn't faded, and her whole face was pink and white. She was already good-looking, and this made her look even younger.
He was probably still in a daze, and Song Mingli had worn this outfit twice, so his scent had permeated his entire body.
It has a light, ebony scent, dry and mild, and smells wonderful.
Ying Shixue lowered her head and took a gentle sniff.
The car suddenly lurched forward and then braked sharply. Ying Shixue, strapped in by his seatbelt, lurched forward and then backward. Song Mingli pulled the car over to the side of the road and viciously slapped Ying Shixue hard across the face.
"Are you deliberately trying to seduce me?"
"Ying Xiaoxue, if you don't want to get out of the car, just say so. I'll drive to the woods right now."
Ying Shixue's pupils contracted slightly, and she turned her face away, coughing lightly: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
A large hand turned his head around, and Song Mingli leaned his body towards him, kissing and biting him.
Her lips, already ravaged, were now even redder and more luscious. After being released, Ying Shixue gasped for breath, only to be suddenly pressed down on her back onto the seat by her shoulders.
With his back to Song Mingli, he couldn't see the other's face clearly, which made him subconsciously uneasy. Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the back of his neck.
Song Mingli held the small piece of soft meat in his teeth and ground it in his mouth with the tips of his teeth.
This action is very primitive, reminiscent of male animals in prehistoric times, who also mark their mates with a restless and possessive manner.
Because of his actions, he couldn't turn back while wiping the snow. The moment Song Mingli bit him, he couldn't help but slap his fingers against the window glass. His knuckles turned white and tensed up before slowly sliding down, leaving streaks of white mist.
Then another large, strong hand with distinct knuckles covered the back of my hand from behind, inserting its fingers one by one, fitting them perfectly into the opening.
The sensation of being touched by another person was so obvious that Ying Shixue was trembling slightly all over. Song Mingli had already unbuckled his seatbelt and was now comforting him by holding him in his arms and kissing his pale, water-soaked cheeks.
From his angle, one could see Ying Shixue's slender, bony collarbone, snow-white skin, and the faint outline of her breasts through her wide-open collar.
He held her in his arms, pressed her against the car door, and rubbed and caressed her. The temperature inside the car was so high that it was hard to breathe, until he peeled back the soft petals layer by layer and touched the delicate and sweet stamen deep inside.
Then, without any mercy, they crushed it heavily.
It really was... white light flashed in front of her eyes, and Ying Shixue breathed heavily.
That's really... way too much.
It was more than an hour before we finally returned to the villa. The doctor, who had been waiting for us, didn't dare to say anything and checked each of the data one by one.
The medical examination results came out quickly. Song Mingli pulled the person into his arms and went to look at the complicated reports.
The doctor stood beside him, explaining things one by one.
"...That's the gist of it. Although the young master's body is still relatively weak compared to the average person, it's much better than it was at the beginning."
"It's still important to avoid spicy and stimulating foods, get plenty of rest and sleep, and engage in moderate exercise, but avoid prolonged periods of strenuous activity..."
"Can't you sustain strenuous exercise for more than a short period of time?" Song Mingli abruptly interrupted him.
The doctor was taken aback, pushed up his glasses, did some mental calculations, and said, "Generally, the effect will be more noticeable if the exercise time is more than half an hour, but it is best not to exceed one hour."
"If you take a break in the middle, you can move around a little longer, just make sure to stay hydrated and replenish your energy."
Song Mingli hummed in agreement.
The doctor continued.
After seeing the doctor off, it was already time for dinner, but Ying Shixue insisted on taking a shower first.
I felt so sticky, and there was only paper in the car, it just felt weird.
Song Mingli carried him into the bathroom with one arm, filled the bathtub with water and adjusted the temperature, and then reached out to take off his clothes.
What are you doing!
Ying Shixue clutched her collar tightly and glared at him.
Song Mingli's Adam's apple bobbed: "Damn it."
What a terrible joke!
Ying Shixue was almost laughing in anger, and pointed at the door with one hand: "Get out!"
A few drops of water from her arm landed on Song Mingli's face; they were cool and smelled wonderful.
Song Mingli gave him one last regretful look, then straightened up: "Call me if you need anything."
He paused again: "Or, if you change your mind..."
The bathroom door slammed shut.
Song Mingli sighed softly.
This time, they were completely kicked out.
After washing, you should wipe off the water droplets from your body and come out to find fresh, hot food already laid out on the table.
Song Mingli rubbed his head; it was fluffy and soft, and felt wonderful to the touch.
He coughed lightly to hide the infatuation in his eyes, then pulled out a chair and sat down.
The cooks had all been instructed in advance, and everything they made was to my liking.
At the table, the only sounds were the clinking of bowls and chopsticks, the smacking of food being picked up, and the hushed conversation.
Such an environment is very relaxing and stress-relieving. After a hard day's work, enjoying a delicious meal with her loved one, Ying Shixue was actually a little sleepy.
After a long day of work and such a great physical exertion, his head was nodding off. When Song Mingli reached out his chopsticks to pick up some food for him, he naturally and gently pressed his cheek against Song Mingli's hand.
Like a kitten that knows it is loved and therefore becomes extra clingy, it can't help but think of the person who makes it feel most at ease when it is sleepy.
Song Mingli's heart softened instantly, and he cupped Song Mingli's cheeks, saying, "You told me not to work so hard. You even took a long detour around the outer city this afternoon."
Ying Shixue grunted but didn't say anything.
He was too exhausted to react immediately.
As I slowly finished the broccoli in my mouth, something suddenly occurred to me.
How did Song Mingli know he went to the outer city that afternoon?
He hasn't told anyone about this yet.
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