Chapter 76 Looking in the Mirror: Birds and Beasts
"Xiaoxue".
Ying Shixue was just about to put the last bite of cake into her mouth when she heard this and instinctively turned her head, her eyes wide open under the light.
Song Mingli leaned on the bar counter with one hand, facing him and gesturing for him to look at the empty plate: "I want to eat cake too."
But the last bite was already in his mouth.
Ying Shixue put down the spoon in her hand and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Shall I go buy you another one?"
"That shop has probably already closed up shop."
Ying Shixue looked towards the doorway. Song Mingli smiled slightly, casually picked up a glass of fruit wine from the table, took a sip, then leaned over and turned Ying Shixue's chin, feeding him the wine sip by sip.
The wine was spicy and mellow, not harsh on the throat. The glistening liquid left his lips glistening. Song Mingli had already placed one hand on his waist, his movements forceful and brooking no refusal, yet he was showering him with tender kisses.
It wasn't a deep kiss, yet it inexplicably carried an ambiguous atmosphere that made one blush and their heart race. The mellow wine evaporated, even infusing the air with its intoxicating aroma. In a daze, the world before my eyes turned into blurry patches of color, with only the body temperature of the person in front of me feeling real and intense.
“Baby…” Song Mingli stroked his nose: “Have I been acting strange lately?”
"...Hard?"
Ying Shixue's consciousness was hazy from his influence, and she repeated his words.
"Yeah, I've been pushing projects non-stop for seven days since I got here. I finally got to relax at the beach, but I didn't even get to eat cake..."
They completely forgot who the real workaholic was, and even said they didn't like these kinds of foods before buying the cake.
"I've worked so hard, can I ask for a reward?"
The glass of wine had just been almost entirely fed to him. It tasted sweet at first, but the aftereffects were quite strong. Ying Shixue put her hand on his shoulder, instinctively realizing something was wrong, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. After thinking for a while, she said, "I'll make you some dessert when we get back?"
Song Mingli grunted, "Are you going to do it wearing an apron?"
Although making desserts doesn't produce as much oil and smoke as cooking, it's still quite troublesome to get them on your clothes. Ying Shixue lowered her eyelashes and nodded as she thought of this.
Song Mingli suppressed a laugh and pushed him even further inside.
The space here was small, and in the shoving, he almost pinned Ying Shixue firmly against the wall. The body beneath him was supple and warm, and his long, powerful right hand gripped Ying's waist and hip bones, forcing him to look at him in this face-to-face position.
"I bought you a new dress. Wear it to me tonight, okay?"
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The Ungerer Hotel is a well-known Holiday Inn hotel known for its attentive service and strong confidentiality. Each room is equipped with soundproofing panels to protect guests' privacy.
We booked the top-floor ocean view room. The indoor temperature was just right in autumn, and the entire balcony had large floor-to-ceiling windows. At night, when the light was dim, we could see the river of lights stretching across the bay in the distance.
Ying Shixue's joints were not large, her limbs were slender and her back was thin. Her two legs were straight and long without any excess fat, her calves had smooth lines, and her ankles were slender and bony. At this moment, she had taken off her pants and was only wearing a sweater.
The sweater is a light gray color with a hem that is a little longer than a regular top, but it only covers the upper thighs. It has a high neck and from the front it looks like it has no sleeves, but from the back you will find that the entire back is open, with large areas of snow-white skin exposed to the air. The lines are tightened at the waist, so thin that you can wrap your hand around it.
When he came back, Song Mingli coaxed him to take a shower, saying he would get him clothes later. It was normal to fold them up, but he didn't expect them to look like this when they were unfolded. Moreover, there was only this one piece of clothing in the bathroom besides a towel. He couldn't possibly come out without any clothes on, so he had no choice but to wear it despite his shame.
Song Mingli was working on his laptop by the bed when he saw him come out. His hand, which was about to press the send button, stopped in mid-air.
He calmly placed the computer he was holding on the table beside him. Ying Shixue's face was still flushed from the steam in the bathroom. She lowered her head and didn't look at him. She reached out to find some clothes to put on.
"Xiaoxue".
Song Mingli called out to him.
Under the overhead light, Song Mingli's appearance was somewhat different from the current popular aesthetic. He had a purely masculine and aggressive look, with sharp facial lines that were very imposing. Especially when he squinted at people, his eyes had more white than black, giving people the uncanny feeling of being stared at by some kind of extremely ferocious large carnivorous beast.
He patted his thigh:
"Come sit here."
Ying Shixue stood still, not even wearing shoes. A velvet carpet covered the floor, and his delicate white feet sank into the deep red cotton.
The two stood facing each other in silence until Ying Shixue finally moved and walked up to him.
He still carried the pleasant scent of water vapor and light fragrance from his shower. While thinking to himself about which brand the hotel used so that he could ask his assistant to switch to the same brand of toiletries at home, Song Mingli casually reached out and blocked Ying Shixue's legs as she was about to sit sideways.
Sit with your legs apart.
Ying Shixue's fingertips were trembling slightly. Song Mingli did not urge him, but his posture clearly conveyed a message—there was no room for negotiation, he had to sit down.
The alcohol was affecting her senses. Ying Shixue took a deep breath, held his shoulders, and knelt on the bed.
The moment their skin touched, Song Mingli reached out and pulled her hard into his arms. Ying Shixue gasped and hugged his shoulders and neck, then her whole body stiffened.
Song Mingli kissed his ear: "Can you feel it?"
Ying Shixue remained silent.
Song Mingli chuckled and suddenly exerted force, instantly reversing their positions. Ying Shixue lay on his back on the bed, feeling the hot kisses extending down his throat. Just when he thought Song Mingli was about to begin, he was suddenly enveloped in a warm mouth.
"......!"
The stimulation at that moment was immense. Ying Shixue reflexively arched his back to resist, but the intense sensation of the chopsticks was like a demonic claw that instantly seized his reason. He struggled to straighten up, but his hands felt like they were stuck in a soft cloud, and he couldn't lift them at all.
"Don't..." Five fingers dug deep into Song Mingli's black hair. She tried to push him away but was powerless to budge him. At the moment of her climax, it was as if white fireworks exploded before her eyes. Ying Shixue let out a suppressed gasp.
Song Mingli's expression remained unchanged as his Adam's apple bobbed—he actually swallowed it.
His inner thighs were still spasming uncontrollably. He tried to calm his breathing, and then suddenly he felt a lightness as someone lifted him off the bed. Song Mingli kicked open the bathroom door in three quick steps, grabbed a towel and placed it on the counter, then put him on it, making him face the spotless, clear mirror.
Caught off guard, Ying Shixue saw her own reflection and immediately closed her eyes, turning her face away as if to avoid looking.
His skin was snow-white with a hint of pink, and his cheeks still had a faint blush. Song Mingli wrapped his arms around him from behind and whispered in his ear, "Open your eyes."
Ying Shixue's eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes trembling, and her fingers tried to grab a point of leverage to steady herself, but it was all in vain.
Song Mingli held his hand in his palm: "Baby, open your eyes, look at yourself, see how beautiful you are."
He kissed Ying Shixue's cheeks, ears, and neck repeatedly: "Did I make you feel good just now?"
Ying Shixue faced the mirror, clenching his teeth and remaining silent. Song Mingli gently yet firmly pinched his chin, forcing him to look directly into the mirror.
Except for the first time when he was drugged and his body went limp, every time after that, even though he thought he was hiding it well, his trembling and subconscious evasion were undeniable.
He didn't know why Ying Shixue was like this. Maybe some people are just naturally insensitive to jade. He skillfully rubbed his fingers in circles to lubricate her: "I don't want you to just passively try to please me. We are each other's lovers, and I hope you can also feel happiness from it."
"You look beautiful, you look beautiful no matter what, I love you no matter what."
Ying Shixue finally opened her eyes with a slight tremor of her eyelashes. Song Mingli chuckled and said, "Now, take the initiative yourself."
......
As dawn broke, crumpled clothes and ties lay scattered haphazardly on the floor, and a sliver of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the heavy curtains, casting a long shadow on the ground.
On the large bed, under the soft, fluffy blankets, a beautiful woman with black hair and snow-white skin slept soundly, exhausted. Her long, sparse eyelashes cast small, light shadows, and the corners of her eyes were red from crying. Her exposed skin was covered with marks.
Song Mingli was shirtless, his muscles strong and defined, his shoulders broad and solid. He was propping his head up on a pillow with one hand, looking at Ying Shixue who was still asleep.
After a long while, I quietly got up and opened my work email to process the files.
When Ying Shixue regained consciousness, it was already afternoon. He seemed to have been woken up once to be fed water, but he was too sleepy and fell asleep again immediately after drinking it.
He propped himself up in bed, a hidden pain shooting through his back. Ying Shixue leaned weakly against the headboard, his throat arching back in a fragile curve.
Song Mingli is a person who likes to be in control by nature. Although he always appears to be very service-oriented, countless small actions can reveal his inherent preference for tyranny and domination, just like a beast that can never stop its fangs.
Yesterday, the other party told him to take the initiative, but in reality, he ran out of strength after only a short time. In the end, he was completely being pressed and rubbed at will. Some of the more intimate positions require a lot of arm strength and core strength, but Ying Shixue's weight was no problem for him at all, making him almost cry uncontrollably.
Beasts.
Ying Shixue stared blankly at the ceiling, making this conclusion in her mind.
Unaware that he had been excluded from the human race, Song Mingli was still cooking his beloved lunch in the kitchen. He was only wearing trousers, his eight-pack abs were clearly and perfectly sculpted, and his V-line was tucked into his waistband. His upper body was bare, making it convenient to show off his masculine charm at any time.
Arrange the seafood feast on a plate, add a glass of freshly squeezed juice, and place them on a tray to carry into the bedroom.
Even if it's just a spur-of-the-moment decision, I booked the presidential suite, which has everything from the living room and bedroom to the dining room and kitchenette. The shrimp, fish and crabs were all caught fresh from the sea that morning and were carefully selected, with the largest and most plentiful ones being delivered to my door. They were even still jumping around when they arrived, ensuring absolute freshness.
Clearly, a male who is satisfied in bed is different; he's practically glowing with happiness. Before Ying Shixue could even move, he pushed the table over and set out the food.
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