Yin Fusheng

Chapter 186 - 186 185 You Two Continue


186: Chapter 185: You Two Continue 186: Chapter 185: You Two Continue After getting off the plane, Song Yun went toward the airport exit with three girls, while Shen Yan mentioned that he had something to do on this side and would contact them later, then disappeared without a trace.


Song Yun didn’t take it seriously and hailed a taxi to go to the hotel he had booked.


After wandering around hn for quite a while, they finally arrived at the hotel.


It was booked by Song Yun in advance and was said to have a four-star treatment.


Indeed, once they entered, both the decor and the way the staff treated guests were extraordinary.


At the front desk, Song Yun presented his ID card, booked two presidential suites, and then a waiter next to them carried the luggage upstairs.


Carrying luggage wasn’t free— a tip was required, but this bit of money was, of course, nothing for Song Yun.


After handing over a red banknote, and under the respectful gaze of the waiter, he pushed open the door to the room.


The presidential suites had two rooms, and that’s when a problem arose about how to allocate the rooms— particularly, who should stay with Song Yun.


After much debate, Li Shishi and Qingluan decisively pushed Xiaoqing toward Song Yun’s room.


After settling the luggage, Song Yun knocked on Xiaoqing’s door and upon entering, saw Xiaoqing peacefully folding her small clothes.


When he saw the white underwear, his eyes lit up— it turned out Xiaoqing really was quite a fresh breath, not only in personality but also in her simple and clean clothing style.


“Ahem, Xiaoqing, are you done packing?


If so, let’s go have dinner,” Song Yun cleared his throat and said.


Only then did Xiaoqing realize there was someone behind her.


Blushing, she stuffed the white underwear back into her suitcase and pouted, “Senior Brother Song, why don’t you knock before entering a room?


You wait outside for a while, I’ll be out once I’m done packing.”


While wiping his nose, Song Yun smiled and said, “I really didn’t expect Xiaoqing to have such a soft and cute image both inside and out.”


“What did you think?” Xiaoqing turned around and glared at Song Yun.


“Don’t you think this white color is very cute?”


“White?


Cute?” The image of that pair of white underwear came back to Song Yun’s mind, and he burst out laughing, “Indeed, that white underwear is quite cute, but without you wearing it, how would I know if it suits you?


What if you put it on and let me see?”


“Senior Brother Song,” Xiaoqing said sternly and sincerely.


“Today, I finally realized why all those sisters like to scold you.”


“Why?” Confronted with personal flaws, Song Yun felt uncomfortable openly admitting that these sisters actually cursed him out of love mixed with hate, which if said aloud would seem somewhat narcissistic.


“Because of your personality, your mindset is too detached, leading to you often blurting out annoying remarks.”


“…” Well, there it was—disliked.


Song Yun touched his nose and withdrew, carefully closing the door behind him as he left.


After Xiaoqing finished packing and opened the door, she saw Song Yun looking melancholic on the balcony, gazing at the vast sea, occasionally sighing.


Could it be that her words just now had hurt Senior Brother Song?


Xiaoqing thought her words were indeed a bit harsh, and she quietly walked behind Song Yun, planning to cover his eyes and playfully ask “guess who?” which usually would smooth things over— after all, that’s what Sister Shishi always did, and each time it would calm Senior Brother Song down.


But, just when she was less than a few centimeters away from Song Yun, he suddenly turned around, seized Xiaoqing’s wrist in a counterhold and twisted it backwards.


This was only half-executed as Song Yun cursed himself for his bodily reaction— this reflex, developed during his training in maneuvers, triggered a subconscious reaction whenever someone neared him stealthily.


Back at the mansion, Song Yun always suppressed this reflex, but here in hn, unfamiliar with his surroundings and deep in thought, this reflex kicked in without him realizing.


Xiaoqing was in pain and hurriedly stepped back— there was a sofa behind her, so she stumbled and ended up lying on it, while Song Yun, in trying not to hurt Xiaoqing, had taken several steps forward to protect her.


At the right time, in the right place, with the right action, Song Yun’s entire body ended up pressing down on Xiaoqing, who looked up dazedly at him lying on top of her and whispered softly, “Senior Brother Song, you’ve just hurt me.”


“This…” This statement had implications, especially considering it was said while she was lying on the sofa— Song Yun’s chest against Xiaoqing’s full bosom; damn, was Xiaoqing not wearing a bra?


Song Yun was shocked, but shock aside, he quite enjoyed it, especially as Xiaoqing squirmed restlessly beneath him.


Just as Song Yun calmed down to explain his earlier actions, the door swung open— Li Shishi jumped in, and seeing the posture of Song Yun and Xiaoqing, then noting Xiaoqing’s coy demeanor, Li Shishi awkwardly chuckled, “Sorry you two, didn’t mean to interrupt, I’ll just leave.”


“It’s not what you think, Shishi.


Xiaoqing and I aren’t up to anything,” Song Yun said, not yet rising from Xiaoqing, reckoning he might face a beating from Qingluan when they met later.


“It’s fine, it’s fine.


You two go ahead, I won’t tell anyone.


You should trust my discretion.” Although she said she would leave, Li Shishi showed no signs of actually moving toward the door.


“You really misunderstood, Shishi.


I just tripped, and Senior Brother Song, to prevent me from falling to the ground, ended up falling on the sofa while reaching to catch me,” Xiaoqing explained shyly as she climbed off the sofa.


“You two are kidding right?


This kind of dramatic scene from TV shows and movies— how could I walk into it?” Li Shishi scoffed.


“If you were really up to something, you should have locked the door.


Who did you leave the door open for?”


“The door wasn’t lock_shut?” Song Yun said, surprised, since he remembered bumping it shut when they entered.


“The door was closed, did you bolt it?” Li Shishi magically pulled a room card from her pocket, “Your brain really baffles me, were you expecting someone to sneak into your room with your room card in the middle of the night?”


“Heh… an oversight, just an oversight,” Song Yun said, chuckling awkwardly, and walked over to Li Shishi.


Seeing Song Yun approaching, Li Shishi backed up several steps defensively, “What… what are you trying to do?”


How ambiguous the question was—what did she mean by what he was trying to do?


What he wanted, what did she want him to want?


Frustrated, Song Yun snatched the room card from Li Shishi’s hand, saying, “I was simply getting the room card.”


“Pfft, boring,” Li Shishi retorted, appearing haughtily unimpressed.


Well, this little girl was quite haughty.


If it weren’t for Xiaoqing being nearby, Song Yun would have…


he would have…


he would have been teased by Li Shishi countless times by now.


Alas, in the courtyard house, men had no rights.


“If you guys are ready, let’s go eat.


How about we buy some swimsuits after dinner?


I didn’t get a chance to buy any in Sunan City because I came in a rush,” Li Shishi said cheerfully.