Chapter 87

The thick blackout blinds block most of the light. In the room of the master bedroom on the third floor, the air was dim and silent.

On the oval bed in the middle, the girl slowly opened her eyes under the fluffy and soft quilt.

...Where is she?

This is the first thought that poured into Song Shu's mind. Her drowsy head made her feel like she had been sleeping for a year or even several years before she woke up. Both in time and space gave her a strange sense of dislocation and strangeness.

Until some fragments of the fragments were called out and awakened from the depths of her memory as consciousness revived—

On the ridiculous and crazy night, it seemed like a madman who was tirelessly obsessed with her, and he was trapped on the edge of awakening and sleepiness. He was finally forced by the man to cry out in his voice.

Under the thin quilt, the pink color dyed the delicate and pretty face little by little along the girl's thin neck.

Song Shu wanted to get up, but just moved, except that her waist was so sore that she suddenly lost strength, the owner of the hand that was wrapped in front of her seemed to be awakened by her movements.

It caused a low sigh behind her, and it was so close that Song Shu immediately became alert, but unfortunately it was still too late - the arm in front of her tightened and pulled her into her arms directly.

The last distance behind the ear from the breath was eliminated. Someone kissed her ear from behind, and the sound was filled with the low and slightly squinting magnetism like a wild beast that was satisfied after a full meal.

"Little clam shell, do you want to escape again?"

"..." At this moment, when she heard this voice, Song Shu couldn't think of anything else, only the closest memory in her mind: how this person occupied more deeply in her low crying. With her, she would even be maliciously leaning into her ear and shouting her name to tease her.

Song Shu gritted his teeth slightly, with a beautiful face without expression, and quietly tried to open the hand of the man who had blocked her in front of her.

But it was easily suppressed.

The man behind him had a smile on his voice, full of satisfaction and pleasure, "Anyway, I can't escape every time, so it's useless to do anything? And I told you last night, it's best not to move around, otherwise..."

Qin Lou hugged her to the greatest extent.

Song Shu's tiny movements that were originally trying to struggle suddenly stopped.

A few seconds later, Yanhongman got on her ears.

Qin Lou's laughter became even more unrestrained and pleasant. He couldn't help but lean over to kiss the girl's ears, and smiled while teasing the clam shell that was frozen in his arms with the hoarseness of desire: "Why don't you move?"

“…”

"Although I said I wouldn't let you move around, I actually like you to struggle. Because in this way I have enough reason to tell you to accept your punishment like last night, and then continue to suppress you to do whatever you want."

Song Shu finally couldn't help but turn his face slightly and looked at him. His black eyes were filled with annoyance. He didn't know if he was the words of Qin Lou or something else that stirred up. And the slightly raised corners of his eyes, the bright red color dyed on it the night before had not completely faded.

When he met the girl's eyes, Qin Lou smiled slightly. The next second, there were different emotions in his eyes, and he slowly rose and fell.

Qin Lou lowered his body and kissed the girl's slightly dry lips that had been tormented by him. Before the girl suddenly noticed something and opened her eyes blankly, he smiled in a low voice:

"It was just a joke, but now it's not - you shouldn't look at me like this, little clam shell."

"?"

Before Song Shu could react, the center of gravity of her body suddenly disappeared. She was so scared that she exclaimed, and instinctively stretched out her hand to the only man in front of her who could give her some support.

Then she felt herself leaning against the uneven soft bag at the head of the bed. A slightly cool air stimulated her exposed body. Song Shu couldn't help but curl up, but was forced by Qin Lou and pressed closer.

The man leaned down in her ear almost harshly, with a desire that could not be concealed in his smile. He had a crazy and unrestrained mood: "How come you force you to speak last night? Let's try it again today? The sound insulation on the third floor is a bit too good, but after all, it's daytime. After all, we haven't been down for so long, they must have all listened with their ears at the stairs - can I make you scream so that they can hear it?"

"Qinlou!"

Song Shu's face was already red. At this moment, she finally couldn't bear it and shouted out his name with anger. However, the low soft and mute voice revealed her lack of confidence. The powerlessness represented inside was too hard to carry and unconsciously broke the last trace of the sensibility of the beast in front of her.

So, before the rest of the words came out, they became a weak whimper as someone unblocked them.

The silent enthusiasm in the air was stirred up again.

According to the servants in the old house, neither Song Shu nor Qin Lou had breakfast that day, and Qin Lou personally served Song Shu to the third floor for lunch and dinner.

It was not until the evening of the next day that the servants saw Song Shumu walking downstairs with a beautiful face.

At that time, Qin Lou followed carefully behind him, and always wanted to reach out to protect him, as if he was afraid that she would fall - but every time he didn't wait to help him up, he would be "snap" by their Miss Song Shu and mercilessly slapped it.

When he walked to the dining table, Qin Lou's back of his hands, which were originally cold and white, had already been slapped red by Song Shu. He seemed to be unaware of anything. When Song Shu slowly sat on the high-backed chair next to the dining table, he instinctively reached out his hand to protect the person.

The servants also heard a crisp "pop" sound again. They couldn't bear to see their young master's appearance of being abused and enjoying it, and they all turned their faces one after another.

However, as soon as they looked away, they heard Qin Lou in the restaurant saying unhappily: "Stop calling."

“—?”

The servants exchanged their eyes in surprise, and those who were a little far away outside the restaurant couldn't help but feel sorry for Song Shu:

"Sure enough, everyone says that men don't know how to cherish it after eating it. Now the young master is challenging Miss Song Shu."

"That's it. Miss Song Shu had just photographed him a few times, and he had tormented Miss Song Shu for almost two days."

"Oh, it's so miserable..."

Qin Lou had no reaction in the restaurant at first, but when he heard this, he suddenly frowned and looked at the direction where the sound came from at the restaurant door with a sinister look.

"I didn't say that I didn't allow anyone to call her like that except me."

“——!”

The two servants shivered in fear, and hurriedly lowered their heads and stopped making any more noises.

Qin Lou turned around and lowered his eyes.

The girl in her sight was still sitting at the dining table with a tense face that was not emotional. The servants' words did not affect her at all - but it was true. He and she were very familiar with each other and had a common relationship, and they were no longer the relationship that others could have affected.

But because of this, once his little clam shell is really angry with him, it will probably be difficult to coax it back.

Qin Lou sighed softly.

There were many servants inside and outside the restaurant, but he never had any scruples. He bent his long legs and knelt on one knee next to the high-back chair where the girl was sitting, and reached out to catch Song Shu's hand.

Song Shu wanted to break free, but never fought his unstoppable force.

Qin Lou pulled the girl's hand in front of her.

If not - the degree to which the back of his hand turned red would have made her fingertips congested and red.

Qin Lou frowned in pain, lowered his head and kissed her fingers, muttering in dissatisfaction.

"I said don't hit me anymore. If my fingers are so red, it will hurt for a long time afterwards. Are you hitting me or yourself?"

“…”

When Song Shu heard Qin Lou's words, he turned his head slowly after several seconds, and glanced at him coldly.

A few seconds later, the corners of the girl's lips curled up slightly, and she had a rare smile of annoyance and mocking smile.

"It hurts, it hurts, what does it have to do with you."

Qin Lou's figure froze.

Then he kissed the girl's fingertips again before raising his head, and Mo Hei's eyes stared at Song Shu helplessly, "I will feel distressed."

Song Shu looked at him without expression, "Then why didn't you feel distressed when I told you to stop, but instead it seemed like I had taken stimulants?"

"...Because you are my stimulant." Qin Lou slowly tightened his hands. He lowered his head slightly, grabbed the girl's finger and placed it on his lips and kissed hard, "I'm sorry for the little clam shell, but I couldn't stop at that time. If you say one more word, I'll want to possess you more forcefully. The more you speak, the more I can't help it. It's better to swallow all your crying and shouting into your stomach, wishing you could die with you; I want everything you want to give you all, I--"

As the topic became more and more inappropriate, Song Shu couldn't bear it and raised his toes and said, "Shut up."

Qin Lou then became really quiet and looked up at her with grievance.

Song Shu sneered, "It's useless for you to pretend to be pitiful to me now. Get up, I want to have a meal."

"oh……"

Qin Lou got up, pulled open the chair beside Song Shu and wanted to sit next to her.

Song Shu raised his eyes and glanced at him with a blank expression, "You go opposite me and don't sit next to me. I've seen you and I'm prone to getting angry and affecting digestion."

“…”

Qin Lou's eyes and expression suddenly became even more aggrieved.

However, after Song Shu finished speaking, he turned around and simply stopped looking at him and directly avoided the possibility of soft-heartedness.

In the restaurant, the servants pushed the dining cart to cook for the two of them. Even the blind man could see how terrible Song Shu was at the moment when he was on the verge of a volcanic eruption. They didn't want to see how terrible Miss Song Shu, who had always been emotional, erupted.

After finishing the dishes for Song Shubu, the servant looked at Qin Lou hesitantly. "Young Master, where are you sitting?"

Qin Lou resented his gaze from Song Shu. He looked around in the restaurant himself, and finally pointed to Song Shu's feet: "I'll kneel here to eat."

Maids: "—?

There is nothing that a lunatic like Qin Lou can't do. The servants who have been with the Qin family for a long time are very clear about this, so they don't expect Qin Lou to be more normal at all.

The servants could only look at Song Shu with help.

Song Shu was already frowning and turned to Qinlou, "What are you doing?"

Qin Lou seized the opportunity to express the truth about "atonement" to Song Shu, "I am not worthy of having dinner with you before you get angry. Since you don't want to see me, just treat me as a pet dog."

The servants can no longer manage their expressions.

Song Shu was used to Qin Lou's madness - especially in the past two days, she felt the completely madman side of Qin Lou, who she had never seen before, and she was not surprised by what happened now.

So even after listening to Qin Lou, there was still not much emotion on Song Shu's delicate face. She just slightly raised her eyes, "You, pet dog?"

Qin Lou immediately nodded, and quickly knelt back to Song Shu on one knee, grabbed her hand and kissed her affectionately on her lips.
To be continued...