Song Yansheng looked at Shi Nuan , an unusual feeling flashed through his heart, with a little regret.
Earlier, when he saw the bottle of red wine, the cap had been opened by someone, plus he knew the relationship between Shi Jiaojiao and Shi Nuan was just average.
A fleeting unease made him choose to wait in the opposite room.
He thought, after all, Shi Nuan is Shi Jiaojiao's sister, the two have the same father, Shi Jiaojiao wouldn't go that far.
But now all the facts proved that he still thought of them too kindly.
"Mm..." Shi Nuan let out another moan, as if a fire had been ignited inside her body, making her feel unbearably uncomfortable.
She writhed on the bed, the blue shirt on her body had been pulled out of shape by her, the delicate and soft waistline of the young girl was exposed in the mature man's eyes.
He reached out, pulled the quilt over to cover her again, seeing her trying to struggle free, he wrapped her frail body in his arms along with the quilt.
She only had one hand still struggling outside, while the man leaned over, she clasped his neck with it.
Those tear-filled watery eyes just stared at him fixedly.
Then, a soft boneless voice sounded in his ear—
She said, "Second Uncle... I feel so bad..."
Song Yansheng's pupils involuntarily contracted, and the arms holding the woman slightly trembled.
He was somewhat surprised, not expecting that she could actually recognize him...
"Nuannuan..." he softly called, his voice suppressed and deep.
Shi Nuan "mm'ed" in response, the other arm somehow struggled out from the quilt, and wrapped around the man's neck in front of her.
The fragrant scent of the young girl clung to his breath...
"Nuannuan..." he called again, breathing, with restraint, and forbearance.
Shi Nuan at this moment was no longer responding, her mind a jumble, and her tear-filled eyes stared at the man's face before her.
She thought he looked really handsome, with black pupils, a high nose, thin lips, eyebrow bones were good looking, the features together were excessively exquisite, unwittingly, she pressed her lips to his.
The cool sensation from touching the man's lips made her heart tremble, just feeling this was what she needed right now.
Unable to help herself, she burrowed deeper into the man's arms, tightening her embrace.
Wanting, wanting more, more and more...
With this thought in her heart, her entire body smoothly slid out from the quilt, pressed deeper into his arms and kissed him.
While kissing, one hand impatiently tugged at his collar, unbuttoning his buttons...
But, just as she undid one, her entire body was forcefully thrown onto the bed by a strong force...
She cried out "Ah—" loudly, her slender body nestled in the quilt, starting to twist, starting to cry.
"Wuwu... I feel so bad... I feel so uncomfortable..."
Song Yansheng tightly pursed his lips, the fragrant sensation of the woman's lips seemed to linger there, making him unable to extricate himself.
He raised his hand, pressing on the spot between his eyebrows, his entire body slightly trembling under the illumination of the incandescent light...
Until a knocking sound rang out, Chi Rui came in carrying a bag of ice.
"Mr. Song, the ice is here..."
Chi Rui handed over the bag, wanting to cool Shi Nuan down, this man doing so, is actually the most suitable.
Chi Rui turned his head to look at the girl on the bed who was crying and twisting while shouting discomfort, then looked again at his superior.
But can he control himself?