Wen Jiu raised her limp hand, barely escaping the man's advances, and reached for her phone beside her. "Someone... is calling..."
Then someone grabbed her chin and kissed her back.
Two more buttons had already been popped open by this wicked man, and large patches of snow rippled slightly, like porcelain that could breathe.
" Feng Chi..." Wen Jiu turned her head, "At least let me see who called!"
Feng Chi, Feng Chi loosened his grip slightly, stretched out his long arm, covered Wen Jiu's now thinner arm, and took his phone.
Upon seeing the incoming call, simply press the answer button.
Wen Jiu: "You!"
" Wen Jiu?" Shen Huaian's voice came through, "You finally answered the phone!"
"What are you doing? Are you going back?"
"I haven't said 'uh' yet..."
Shen Huaian & Zhang Guozhong:!!!
Comments: [Holy crap!!!!]
Wen Jiu gritted his teeth and slapped Feng Chi's hand hard, but for some reason, the man, who usually turned red with just a slap, seemed oblivious to the pain and went on a crazy, forceful kiss.
Cool hands slid down onto Wen Jiu's supple waist, which was covered in a thin layer of sweat after her dance, and quickly softened her.
Her eyes, adorned with red contact lenses, were misty and shimmered with a watery light.
Feng Chi lowered his head and kissed the corner of his reddened eyes again, whispering, "Continue, I won't disturb you."
That bastard!
Wen Jiu glared angrily and retorted in a low voice, "If you move again, you're not allowed in the room tonight!"
Feng Chi obediently let go, looking completely innocent.
Wen Jiu took a deep breath and snatched the phone. "Hello?"
Shen Huaian's tone was as agitated as a wife catching her husband cheating. "What are you and Feng Chi doing?!"
Wen Jiu: "..."
"Nothing!" Wen Jiu yelled back, "I'm already home!"
After saying that, he realized he had almost fallen into a trap. "I'm all alone!"
Shen Huaian grumbled and hesitated, expressing his skepticism.
" Xiaojiu, congratulations on getting first place in your first stage performance," Yu Qing said in a gentle, smiling voice. "Keep up the good work!"
"Yes, I know...!!!"
"Smack!"
Wen Jiu slapped the man's hand hard, protecting her lower back, and her frontal position was lost once again.
Feng Chi held Wen Jiu's lower back firmly with both hands, bent down and traced his path from his lower abdomen, across his thin abdominal muscles, around his front, and finally bit him lightly on the red mole on his collarbone.
Wen Jiu let out a muffled groan, then hurriedly covered her mouth, staring down at him in disbelief.
This pervert! This scoundrel! This unfilial son!!!
He actually dared to kiss his father... Wen Jiu choked, her eyes welling up with tears.
"Holy crap!" Wen Jiu sighed silently, looking up at the sky. He!
Such a grown man!
Don't you find it disgusting?!
Yu Qing's expression froze, and a question mark slowly appeared in her mind.
What was that sound?
[Mom, let me explain!]
[Aaaaaaah! I'm going crazy! President Feng must be right next to me! If he wasn't, I'd eat myself alive!!!]
[So I'm part of their game too???]
[Shining on this couple is so damn exciting! I'm worried this livestream will get banned.]
Yu Qing tentatively asked, "Are you not available right now?"
Wen Jiu covered her mouth, tears welling up and silently sliding down her fingers, landing on Feng Chi's lips.
The red contact lenses were still soaked in tears, translucent, with a broken beauty.
The heartless vampire, once so divine, finally succumbed to depravity, imprisoned beneath him, touched inch by inch.
Until he was completely tainted by the aura of mortals.
" Xiaojiu?"
Wen Jiu hurriedly shook her head, weakly pushing away the man's body as he pressed down on her with her other hand, tears streaming down her face.
Yu Qing looked at everyone with a blank expression. Shen Huaian's microphone had been manually muted by the director, and the two of them were jumping around in a mess on the side.
Just as Yu Qing was hesitating whether to hang up, there was finally a voice on the other end.
" A-Jiu was too excited and tripped and fell." Feng Chi's apple bobbed slightly as he said in a controlled voice, "Let's talk again next time."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
You bastard!
"Yes, that's me." Feng Chi's gaze lingered on the red mole, and she asked in a hoarse voice, "Is this red mole meant to be a pair with me?"
"No... black, black isn't very noticeable, so I used red..." Wen Jiu cursed in despair, "You fucking idiot!"
"Not enough." Feng Chi raised his eyes, his phoenix eyes filled with desire, the beauty mark at the corner of his eye gleaming with a startling luster, both alluring and bewitching.
Her tone was pitiful, "Didn't you promise me?"
"..."
"You're the one who provoked me, are you trying to go back on your word?"
"..."
"When... when did I flirt with you?!"
It was clearly you who was making suggestive remarks to me the whole way!
Feng Chi stared intently at him, "On stage."
Wen Jiu met Feng Chi Chi's deep, dark eyes, and a belated sense of shame washed over her, causing her face to flush instantly.
"That's all stage effects..."
Seeing that Wen Jiu was truly resistant, Feng Chi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, lowered his gaze, stood up, and turned his back.
The man's tone was indifferent, and he sounded hurt. "I understand."
Wen Jiu:???
What the hell do you know?!
"After all, it's always me bothering you." Feng Chi turned and left. "It was I who forced you to do something you shouldn't."
Wen Jiu:...
The room suddenly fell silent, the only sound the two of them breathing heavily, neither of them sounding calm.
Just as the man's hand gripped the doorknob, someone gently tugged at the hem of his clothes from behind.
"I... I didn't... I didn't say I disagreed..."
Wen Jiu lowered her head, frantically pulling at her tattered and disheveled clothes with one hand, tears of shame streaming down her face.
Feng Chi's heart skipped a beat; he clearly heard Wen Xiaojiu's sobbing voice.
Was she crying because she was desperate to keep him?
"You, you bastard!" Wen Jiu noticed Feng Chi turning around and lowered her head even further. "Waaah, all you ever do is get angry! And you always leave at the drop of a hat!"
"She's both naughty and spoiled!"
It made Wen Xiaojiu so embarrassed that she had to chase after him before she was even properly dressed!
What husband tries to appease his wife like this?
They have absolutely no image to maintain.
Wen Xiaojiu felt increasingly aggrieved and was about to continue cursing when her chin was suddenly grabbed.
Wen Jiu's face was actually quite small; the man could easily lift his head by slightly spreading his fingers.
Her face was covered in tears.
It looked so pitiful, like a dirty little kitten.
Feng Chi sighed almost imperceptibly, took the little dirty cat's hand and led him into the bathroom to remove his makeup and wash his face.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you." The sickly mist in Feng Chi's eyes had completely dissipated. He restrained himself and reached out to Wen Jiu into his arms.
Even if I get angry in the future, I won't leave you alone.
I will never test you or try to hook you in this way again.
Feng Chi was confident that his silly wife would come after him, but he didn't expect Wen Xiaojiu to cry.
"I'm sorry." Feng Chi gently brushed a stray hair from Wen Jiu's forehead, leaned down and kissed his smooth, fair forehead. "I won't do it again next time."
What kind of beating is this?!
Suddenly so gentle.
Wen Jiu curled her toes and subconsciously shrank her neck.
With a lingering blush, she looked up.
"I didn't say I disagreed..." Wen Jiu muttered to herself. Seeing that the man didn't speak, she suddenly mustered up her courage, stood on tiptoe slightly, and kissed his lips.
Her clear, peach-blossom eyes blinked gently, glistening with moisture.
Her thick, curly eyelashes cast a faint shadow, like tiny fan feathers, gently tickling Feng Chi's heart.
Feng Chi's eyes shone with an even brighter light as he tenderly wrapped his arms around Wen Jiu's slender waist, slowly tightening his grip.
He deepened the kiss.