Tang Yu snorted coldly, "So you still have self-awareness!"
She sniffed aggrievedly, "Yes, I am childish. But why are you so mean to me? Someone as mean and boring as you can't chase a girl. What's wrong with me buying a gift for her and letting my aunt like you?"
Wasn't he having a very happy date with his aunt? Who knows, maybe she had contributed to it! Was there any need for him to get angry with her as soon as he got back? She hadn't even mentioned that he had left her behind!
The more Song Zhixing thought about it, the more depressed he felt.
Tang Yu sneered, "So, I have to thank you for your good intentions?"
"You should have thanked me!"
Tang Yu stared at her with his eyes full of emotions, anger, resentment, pain and unwillingness. Song Zhixing couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but she felt uncomfortable being stared at by him. Subconsciously, she wanted to avoid his sight, but before she could turn her head away, her chin was grasped tightly, and the man's cold face suddenly bent down...
There was a sudden heaviness on my lips.
She stared wide-eyed, feeling a lack of oxygen and her mind went blank.
Tang Yu, he actually kissed me again...
But before she could think further, she felt a stinging pain on her lips.
"Mmm... it hurts..." She moaned. This wasn't a kiss, it was a bite! This bad man!
Tang Yu was really biting, rubbing her soft lips with revenge and unwillingness. Perhaps it was because some emotions had been suppressed for too long, and he was in pain for too long, and he also wanted her to taste this feeling, so he was really strong when he bit her. Song Zhixing cried in pain and punched him with her fist.
He grabbed her hands and roughly lifted them above her head.
The lips and teeth had already moved away from her lips. Her breathing became heavier. She looked like a ferocious beast.
Song Zhixing had tears in her eyes and her breathing was disordered. "Are you born in the Year of the Dog? You said I was childish, but you are obviously more childish..."
Tang Yu looked at her wet eyes, then at her swollen lips, and all his temper disappeared for a moment. If she hadn't angered him, how could he bear to really hurt her? A heart that has been trampled on too many times without reservation will eventually lose control.
He sighed helplessly, and his fingers fell on her lips, caressing them tenderly, "In the future, don't do this kind of thing to make me unhappy. Got it?"
Song Zhixing sniffed and licked his lips that were bitten by him. The soft and hot tip of his tongue unexpectedly brushed over his fingers, and the wet heat made his fingertips tremble slightly. This small action made his breathing tense.
He took his hand back and spoke again, his voice much hoarser, "Did you hear that?"
"No matter what I do, I always make you unhappy. You can't stand me in every way, so why do you keep me here?" Her eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, and she was obviously still indignant about the punishment just now. "If you can't stand me so much and think I'm childish, just let me go..."
Tang Yu looked deep, "Do you really want to leave?"
Song Zhixing was stunned by the question, "... What?"
"I want to hear your opinion about your grandfather asking you to go back." He said it again in a deep voice. This time, there was no anger or severity, but unusual calmness, as if he was really listening to her thoughts.
However, Song Zhixing felt inexplicably flustered. She looked at him, "…Do I have the space to make my own decision?"
"What if there is?" He stared at her.
Song Zhixing bit her lip and didn't answer. She couldn't figure out what she was thinking. If she could make a decision, what would she choose
Tang Yu's hand, which was originally pressing on her head, loosened inch by inch. She could clearly feel the warmth disappearing from her hand inch by inch. Her chest tightened and she suddenly felt very sad, as if someone was letting her go inch by inch. If she really chose to leave, would he also be like this now and not hold her back
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the man's deep voice, "Xingxing, this time, I'll let you choose and respect your idea."
Song Zhixing's eyelashes trembled violently, "Is it true that if I say I want to go back to my grandpa, you... will you agree to it?"
Tang Yu stood up straight, put his hands in his pockets, and pursed his thin lips.
He is gambling.
Bet on her thoughts.
He, who could gamble his fortune in the business world without blinking an eye, now didn't dare to place a bet casually.
In business, he always had a sure win in the end. But in love, from the moment he fell in love, he was already at a disadvantage.
After a long while, he slowly opened his lips and uttered one word, "Yes."
God knows how difficult it is for him to say this word.
Song Zhixing was shocked.
He... actually agreed to let her go.
This is the answer she wants most!
She should have nodded immediately, told him immediately, and packed her bags and left immediately. However, Song Zhixing moved her lips, but could not utter a single word. Her nose was sour, and the next moment, she turned around, opened the door and was about to walk out.
The door was only slightly opened when the tall man behind him approached with a ball of fire. He propped his long arms on the door, and with a bang, the door was shut again.
Song Zhixing pulled the door hard, but it didn't open. Instead, he took a step back suddenly, with his back against his chest.
"Why are you running?" Tang Yu leaned over, his hot breath sweeping over her head. She was so thin, and under his broad chest, she looked more like a half-grown child.
"I'm sleepy, I want to go back to sleep..." Song Zhixing was a little embarrassed. She didn't want to admit that she couldn't even say those harsh words about leaving. Obviously, just two days ago, she was so decisive in her heart.
"Is it... that you don't want to leave?" Tang Yu pulled his long arms back and hugged her from behind. These few words were questions, with a hint of unsure hope.
This man who has always been invincible in the business world and has always been able to get whatever he wants is now so cautious in front of an 18-year-old girl.
Even he himself found it ridiculous. But who made him fail? And he failed at the hands of such a ruthless little thing.
"I'm not unwilling!" Song Zhixing spoke every word with great emphasis, as if he wanted to convince him, or as if he wanted to convince himself.
Tang Yu leaned down, pressed his face against her neck lovingly, and pressed his sexy lips against her earlobe, "Tell me the truth, are you reluctant to let go?"
Could he have such expectations? Just before, she had said so many cruel words to Li Hanyan...
As if his secrets were touched upon, Song Zhixing was in a state of panic and at a loss as to what to do. He could only helplessly say, "I'm not reluctant."
Tang Yu turned her slender body over and pressed it against the door. Both of them breathed heavier.