si-mexico What was he wearing in Chapter 167?
What was he wearing in Chapter 167?
Song Nanxi paused.
She picked out a shimmering chain with her fingertips.
He was speechless for a moment.
He looked up.
Ling Sheng curled his lips, still maintaining his serious demeanor.
He wore narrow-rimmed glasses on his nose, concealing a sharp glint in his eyes.
He asked the question knowing the answer already: "I thought you would like it."
I really like it.
Ling Sheng lowered his voice and pressed her palm, "Do you want to see it in its entirety?"
Mature men are indeed better at manipulating people's hearts.
Because he lacked the sense of shame that ordinary people have, he was more open than any of the men Song Nanxi had ever met.
The more serious you are, the more erotic you seem.
Song Nanxi licked her lips, her fingers lingering for a few more seconds.
He shook his head and withdrew his hand, saying, "It's not convenient today."
Ling Sheng paused, then narrowed his eyes.
Before he came, he hadn't expected Song Nanxi to refuse.
Even now, he could see a clear stirring in Song Nanxi's eyes; she was not unmoved.
What went wrong?
"reason?"
Song Nanxi couldn't very well say that she wasn't interested in playing multiplayer games, could she?
Perhaps it was retribution for her 'scumbag' behavior, because the reason Ling Sheng wanted came out on its own.
The young man was wearing a soft and comfortable white pajama set, and he looked clean and spotless.
He stared blankly at the two of them, lingering on Ling Sheng, whose clothes were disheveled.
Suddenly her eyelashes trembled, and then her eyes turned a little red.
"Sorry, I'm not used to sleeping in the same bed, and when I heard the sound I thought it was you coming back..." He paused, then carefully asked Song Nanxi, "Nanxi, did I disturb you?"
Song Nanxi touched her nose. "No, didn't I tell you to get a good night's sleep?"
Yan Xingxue smiled faintly, her eyes red-rimmed, "I can't sleep."
Ling Sheng chuckled. "Is there anything you don't understand?"
He calmly began buttoning his shirt in front of Yan Xingxue, his movements unhurried, elegant, and leisurely.
"If you know you're disturbing us, you should hide in your room the moment you notice, instead of knowingly asking questions and running out to show off your presence."
Ling Sheng said in a nonchalant tone, "I didn't realize that Teacher Yan was such a green tea b*tch."
Yan Xingxue blinked. "Nanxi, what does 'green tea' mean?"
Song Nanxi calmly explained, "Green tea is a metaphor. Ling Sheng is probably praising you."
Yan Xingxue suddenly realized, "I see, President Ling, you're too kind. I think you're the one who's more of a green tea bitch."
"puff……"
Facing two pairs of eyes staring at her, Song Nanxi said innocently, "I'm sorry, I don't want to laugh either, unless I can't help it."
She wouldn't believe that Yan Xingxue killed Song Nanxi on purpose.
Didn't you see Ling Sheng's face turn black?
She decided not to get involved in their conflict and changed the subject, saying, "I'm tired. If you're not sleepy, would you like to continue talking?"
Yan Xingxue shook her head, her eyes crinkling into crescents, "Nanxi, I'll stay with you."
Ling Sheng scoffed and gestured with his chin toward Song Nanxi, "I'll sleep here tonight."
Song Nanxi has a lot of guest rooms here, several in total, but none of them have been cleaned.
Ling Sheng remained calm after hearing this, "It doesn't matter. I can share a room with Teacher Yan. We're all men, so I'm sure Teacher Yan won't mind, right?"
Yan Xingxue's smile froze, and her clear, bright eyes looked at him.
Their eyes met, and an invisible tension filled the air.
"I've never lived with anyone before, I'm sorry Mr. Ling, I might not be able to get used to it."
Ling Sheng nodded. "That's great. I was actually forcing myself. In that case, Teacher Yan, would you mind helping me tidy up the guest room?"
Yan Xingxue was called away.
The aggrieved expression on his face before leaving caught Song Nanxi's eye, as if he were saying to Song Nanxi: he had been bullied terribly by Ling Sheng.
"Tsk..."
Song Nanxi wanted to laugh, but she held it in.
Nothing is going to happen tonight, although Song Nanxi never intended to do anything in the first place.
She went into the master bedroom and closed the door.
With Ling Sheng around, Yan Xingxue can forget about coming over tonight.
She turned on her computer and, as usual, asked about the progress on Yu Jing's end.
After having dinner with Yu Jing last time, Song Nanxi gave him a document, which was the result of Song Nanxi's research when she was doing a mission in a certain world.
Yu's most important research to date is electronic chips.
The information Song Nanxi provided, however, concerned lithography technology!
Because the plane she was in was too advanced, Song Nanxi specially modified a part of it, improving the technology to be about ten years ahead of the current world level.
Yu Jing said the progress was going smoothly, but complained that Song Nanxi left so quickly that she wouldn't even go to the research base for a quick look.
Song Nanxi said lazily, "That's because I trust you. You have so many talented people under your command, you can't possibly exploit me."
Yu Jingxin trembled at the word "believe". "Who would dare to exploit you? Your technology, if taken out and placed in any country in the world, would be enough to cause turmoil. Now, I have to flatter you even more so that you will be willing to hand over this technology to me completely."
"Mutual flattery is meaningless; I'm waiting for you to make money for me."
Yu Jing: "This project is too big. The Yu family can't monopolize it. I plan to contact relevant government departments to study it together. I guess you have the same idea. You shouldn't blame me for taking it upon myself, right?"
"I'm leaving everything to you. Just don't bother me."
Song Nanxi is someone who hates trouble, and in order to be able to return, she has been traversing through countless mission worlds.
She's too tired; all she wants now is freedom.
For her, work was just a way to pass the time in life.
After the two finished discussing business, Yu Jing's tone became less serious: "My grandma and my mom keep talking about you. Grandma even asked me when I'm going to bring you home for dinner. They all think I'm pursuing you."
Song Nanxi rubbed her temples. "Don't cause me any more trouble."
"Oh?" Yu Jing smiled meaningfully. "Who's causing you trouble? I see your private life is quite lively. Today it's Yan Xingxue, who will it be tomorrow?"
"None of your business," Song Nanxi said bluntly. "I'm hanging up if there's nothing else."
Yu Jing: "What I mean is, since we're going to choose someone, why not give them all the credit? When will it be my turn?"
Song Nanxi: "You're too flirtatious, I'm scared."
Yu Jing: "I'm serious."
Song Nanxi was moved but refused, "I'm serious too, bye-bye."
She genuinely had no intention of having anything to do with Yu Jing.
After being hung up on, Yu Jing specifically contacted her via WeChat.
Yu Jing: [I forgot to mention, do you have time to check if Xiao Wan's leg has any chance of recovery?]
Speaking of Yu Wan, Song Nanxi had only met her once, at her birthday party.
The little girl is quite endearing; I'm also one of her fans.
Song Nanxi agreed.
Yu Wan was in a car accident during her junior high school years, which injured her spine and almost left her paralyzed in bed.
Several surgeries were performed, and with Dr. Zhong's dedicated treatment, Yu Wan was finally able to sit up and regain her upper limb mobility.
The examination showed that Yu Wan's condition was recovering well, but she still had no feeling in her legs. The doctor said that she might never be able to stand up again.
Thinking of the little girl's sunny and sweet face, Song Nanxi made a plan in her mind.
It would be a real shame if I could never stand up again in this lifetime.
Because he had opened WeChat, Ling Xu's long conversation was finally seen by Song Nanxi.
I almost forgot...
Ling Xu: [You're making yourself sound so pitiful, are you lying to me?]
Ling Xu: [I checked online, and the most urgent thing you should do right now is to quit pornography.]
Ling Xu: [Many people are criticizing you. Why are you doing so poorly?]
Ling Xu: [Where is he?]
Ling Xu: [My brother is your manager, why doesn't he help you? Why does he just watch you get scolded?]
Ling Xu: [...Are you angry?]
Ling Xu: [111]
Ling Xu: [?]
Ling Xu: [...It's not that I'm unwilling to help you. Never mind, what else do you need me to do? Just tell me.]
Ling Xu: [I'm just taking pity on you, don't get too cocky.]
"Puhahaha..."
Song Nanxi laughed and rolled around on the bed.
Young people are indeed easy to fool; they've already gotten the free labor offer, haven't they?
He was laughing so wildly that he didn't even hear the door open and close.
Before she could react, a dark shadow loomed down from above, looming over her.
The man's eyes were deep and bright, with sharp corners.
He glanced at her and thought, "Who's made you so happy this time?"
Song Nanxi was laughing so hard she was panting, and she hadn't caught her breath yet.
Her fox-like eyes sparkled as she lay back, smiling as she met Ling Sheng's gaze, accusing him: "You lack martial ethics."
How am I not practicing martial ethics?
"Where is Xue?"
Song Nanxi wondered if Ling Sheng had knocked him unconscious.
Yan Xingxue looked delicate and frail, not like a match for Ling Sheng.
Ling Sheng blurted out, "I chopped it up and flushed it down the drain."
"..." Song Nanxi bent her knees, not knowing where she bumped into Ling Sheng, and heard him clearly grunt, "I'll just stay out of the entertainment news, I have no interest in social headlines."
What should be written in the report?
[Rising star Song Nanxi is promiscuous; she had sex with her lover, resulting in bloodshed on the spot.]
Just thinking about the title sends chills down my spine.
Ling Sheng's eyes grew even deeper.
His Adam's apple bobbed, his voice deep and hoarse, "Shall we continue what we didn't finish earlier?"
Song Nanxi pushed Ling Sheng away by pressing her hand against his chest.
The next second, she took the lead, sitting on the man's waist like a queen.
Looking down at him, "So thirsty, Mr. Ling?"
Ling Sheng looked at her intently and readily admitted it.
"Yes, so, shall we come?"
Song Nanxi responded by directly tearing open his shirt.
The movement was a bit rough, and the button popped open, causing Ling Sheng to groan.
He sank into the soft bed, his body relaxed, and said in a languid tone, "Are you satisfied with what you see?"
His body was extremely alluring to her, which was something he could be proud of.
"Don't speak."
Song Nanxi squinted, her scalding fingertips falling.
The accessories Ling Sheng wore were finally fully revealed to Song Nanxi.
The erotic chains wrapped around the man's honey-colored skin were even more alluring in the dim light, shimmering faintly under the wall lamp.
His perfect physique was faintly visible beneath his open shirt, and his taut muscles seemed to contain a vigorous and wild power, ready to leap up at any moment and tear his prey to shreds.
It must be said that sometimes being partially covered is more captivating than being completely naked.