in2ebook Chapter 136 Qi Yu: Don't do this
Chapter 136 Qi Yu: Don't do this
"you--"
This sound instantly made Ling Xu realize something.
The boy had never experienced such a scene before, but that didn't mean he didn't understand.
His pupils dilated slightly. "Shameless."
He gritted his teeth.
The woman's face was full of smiles, her foxy eyes gleaming with mischief. "Is that shameless, little one? Do you know what the person who sent you here wants you to steal?"
Ling Xu remained silent.
Song Nanxi's eyes narrowed slightly, indicating that she knew.
Song Yirou is quite willing to go all out.
"Stop for a moment..."
The young man grabbed her mischievous hand, his arm veins bulging, and tried his best to endure it.
Her eyes were misty with tears, and her eyelashes trembled incessantly.
Song Nanxi shushed her, "Don't make a sound, or you'll get scolded by the kids again."
Qi Yu, her eyes red and lips pursed, glanced at her quickly.
She was overflowing with grievances.
Song Nanxi chuckled softly. The next second, a tear slid down Qi Yu's cheek, and she felt utterly exhausted.
"...Don't do that."
He turned his face away, somewhat embarrassed.
"I don't think I did anything wrong," Song Nanxi said innocently, shaking her long, slender hand and raising her eyebrows to signal with her eyes.
It's better not to say anything, because once you do, Qi Yu's brain is practically burning up. You can feel how hot her face is without even having to test it. She looks so pathetic.
It's a bit embarrassing.
He took Song Nanxi's hand.
Take out a wet tissue.
Seeing the woman opposite him ignoring him again and flirting with the unseen man, Ling Xu's breathing became heavy.
A sense of dissatisfaction arose in his usually calm heart.
"What would it take for you to return the video?"
"I won't return it," Song Nanxi said casually, without even looking at him. "Didn't the person who sent you say that I'm a bad woman?"
Not only will she not return it, she will also use the video to make a big fuss.
Ling Xu clenched his fist under the table.
Song Nanxi's eyes drooped, and her bare foot stepped on Qi Yu's thigh.
Her tone was indifferent. "Go back and tell your master that I will teach her what it means to reap what you sow. And—" She suddenly raised her eyes, her fox-like eyes extremely cold, "Children who don't apologize will pay the price."
Before she could finish speaking, her fingers began to pound the keyboard.
The video abruptly cut off.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Ling Xu could only watch helplessly as his computer self-destructed.
All data has been completely erased.
Then, a clown emoji popped up and took up the entire desktop.
It kept emitting sharp, mocking laughter.
Ling Xu stared blankly, the clown's expression reflected in his eyes.
Something was sprouting in his heart, and besides displeasure, he himself was unaware that Song Nanxi had also stirred up his competitive spirit.
Challenge her, and defeat her—
……
Song Nanxi casually tossed the notebook onto the sofa.
She got up, pulled Qi Yu up, and pushed him onto the sofa.
The woman-on-top position allows her to perfectly control the situation, and she dictates the entire rhythm.
The bedroom lights dimmed under the remote control.
Song Nanxi leaned down and bit the young man's delicate Adam's apple.
Qi Yu looked like a dying swan, her neck slightly raised.
He gazed at the woman above him, her silky black hair cascading down his chest, each stroke sending a shiver down his spine.
Qi Yu felt as if his life and death were in Song Nanxi's hands.
Even with his neck being choked and feeling a suffocating sensation, he couldn't muster the slightest resistance.
Sweaty skin has a unique, ambiguous texture in the dark.
The woman's voice was languid and husky, with a mischievous glint in her eyes as she asked, "Do you like it?"
Qi Yu smiled and gently grasped a strand of hair that was hanging down.
A hoarse voice, an obsession.
"like……"
……
The doorbell rang in the early morning.
Song Nanxi irritably shrank deeper into the blankets and covered her head.
Qi Yu got up quietly. "You continue sleeping, I'll go."
Over time, the previously inconspicuous marks on Qi Yu's body turned a terrifying deep red.
It was as if he had been severely abused.
He glanced at the clothes he had changed out of in the bathroom yesterday, hesitated for a moment, and then picked up the bathrobe and put it on.
Qi Yu was both familiar with and not entirely familiar with Song Nanxi's house.
For example, the bedroom is an area he rarely ventures into.
Jiang Mu was also playing with his phone, leaning lazily against the wall.
He could already picture the scene when Song Nanxi opened the door and gave him a good scolding—
"Are you crazy, disturbing people's sleep so early?" That's roughly the kind of thing they would say.
But he woke up very early and was really bored. What could he do?
Hearing the door open, Jiang Mu chuckled softly and lifted his eyelids.
As the word "early" lingered on his tongue, Jiang Mu's expression darkened.
He stared coldly at the young man who opened the door.
Your name is Qi Yu, right?
"You stayed here last night."
Sometimes having too good eyesight can be a disadvantage. For example, those glaring red marks on the young man's body just happened to be there and got into his eyes.
It's hard to ignore; it exudes an air of swagger and arrogance.
Qi Yu calmly met Jiang Mu's gaze.
There was no answer of yes, nor was there an answer of no.
He was still holding onto the door with one hand, acting like the master of the house, and asked him, "Mr. Jiang, Miss Song is still sleeping. May I ask what brings you here?"
Damn, that's incredibly calm!
Jiang Mu was so angry he felt like he was going to grind his teeth to dust; his displeasure had reached its peak.
He kicked at the pile of things by the door with the tip of his shoe. "What? Were you drained of your eyes last night and can't see?"
Qi Yu lowered her eyes; these were dog supplies.
He remembered that the puppy had been locked in the living room last night, and when it heard noises in the room in the middle of the night, it scratched at the door in a very upset manner, wanting to come in.
However, when I passed by the living room just now, the puppy was sleeping soundly in its doghouse.
He said, "Miss Song already bought the dog supplies last night."
It's already in use.
Jiang Mu laughed in exasperation, not understanding why he was acting like a jealous husband.
He sneered, pressing his tongue against his cheek in displeasure. "I went through all the trouble to carry this up here. What, you mean you want me to carry it back? Now that you've slept with Song Nanxi, you think you can make decisions for her?"
Qi Yu remained calm and composed, simply repeating, "Miss Song is resting now. If you wake her up, she will be very unhappy."
"Oh, it's okay. I have plenty of time, I'll wait patiently."
Jiang Mu smiled coldly, shoved Qi Yu aside, and strode inside.
He immediately noticed that the dog he had given him had been woken up and was staring at him with its bleary eyes wide open.
Jiang Mu was furious at the sight, and cursed under his breath, "Useless dog, can't even keep a person!"
A bodyguard walked right into the house, and this dog, worth millions, just slept in the living room!
Jiang Mu also sat down on the sofa with an air of nonchalance, glanced around, and said sarcastically, "Guests have arrived, and there's not even a glass of water?"
Qi Yu closed the door, went to the refrigerator, and took out a bottle of soda for him.
Jiang Muye: "..."
People can actually laugh when they're speechless.
He had a headache and leaned back on the sofa, sizing up Qi Yu.
"I don't drink Coke."
Qi Yu found him strange and took the bottle of cola back to the refrigerator.
It's perfect for Song Nanxi to drink.
"There is no mineral water or juice here."
"There should at least be some plain water," Jiang Mu said, not thinking he was being difficult.
Qi Yu frowned. "I'll go get it."
He suppressed his slight annoyance.
He could have stayed with Song Nanxi and let her sleep a little longer if no one had disturbed them.