Song Yun bit her lip, held her breath slightly, and raised her hand to press the doorbell.
As soon as the doorbell rang, Song Yun’s heart pounded wildly.
She had been waiting for this day for nearly thirty years, how could she not be excited at this mont?
In fact, her waist was already feeling numb, with anticipation...
The door opened in front of her.
Song Yun looked at the man standing in front of her, dressed in an abstinent black shirt and trousers, her face trembling uncontrollably with joy, "Shao Yun..."
Huo Shaojun narrowed his eyes slightly, turned sideways, "Co in."
Song Yun nodded, keeping her hands lady-like tightly holding her handbag, and slowly stepped inside.
Bang—
She had just walked into the room when the door closed with a loud bang.
Song Yun’s back lightly shuddered, but she only thought that Huo Shaojun was eager to...
Song Yun lowered her head slightly, unable to suppress the upward curve of her lips.
As Huo Shaojun passed by her, the wind he brought along made Song Yun’s blood boil and heat up all over.
Secretly raising her eyelids to watch Huo Shaojun walking towards the suite sofa, Song Yun’s eyes at this mont were completely open and naked.
Huo Shaojun, due to participating in a reality show, had his hair forcibly cut to a crew cut in the army.
It is said that a crew cut and a bald head are the only standards for testing a handso man.
This saying is really true.
Song Yun only felt that Huo Shaojun’s facial features were more three-dinsional, deep, and manly than before!
And more heart-pounding than ever.
Slightly tightening her legs, Song Yun licked her dry lips and walked towards Huo Shaojun.
"Sit." Huo Shaojun didn’t look at her, his voice extrely calm.
Song Yun glanced at the sofa opposite him, but finally chose to sit beside Huo Shaojun.
Huo Shaojun’s eyebrows imperceptibly furrowed slightly.
Bending down, he picked up a bottle of red wine from the long table in front of the sofa, pouring a third into each of the two goblets on the table.
Putting down the red wine, Huo Shaojun picked up one glass of red wine and handed it to Song Yun.
Song Yun received it, unexpectedly flattered, and looked at Huo Shaojun with shy eyes.
Huo Shaojun picked up the other glass of red wine, leaned back slightly on the sofa, his deep cold eyes stared at Song Yun like a leopard, "Not drinking?"
Song Yun shyly stretched her lips, brought the goblet to her lips, and took a sip.
A swift flash of disgust crossed Huo Shaojun’s eyes as he averted his gaze.
Holding the red wine, Song Yun’s eyes were glued to Huo Shaojun.
This man attracted her deeply from every angle and in every aspect.
"Do you know why I called you over tonight?" Huo Shaojun spoke calmly.
"..." Song Yun’s face heated up, looking bashfully at Huo Shaojun, "You, you’ve finally decided to accept , right?"
Otherwise, why would he invite her here?
Accept?
Huo Shaojun sneered inwardly, his cold eyes turning toward her, "Do you like ?"
Song Yun inhaled, nodding, "I like you."
This was her chance; she absolutely couldn’t miss it! She couldn’t care about being reserved anymore.
"How much do you like ?" Huo Shaojun asked.
"I like you so much that as long as I can be with you, I can do anything." Song Yun declared with determination, as if pledging allegiance.
"Really, you can do anything?" Huo Shaojun asked.
"Yes."
Huo Shaojun suddenly curled his lips, crossed one leg over the other, stared at Song Yun, and said slowly, "Then, let’s begin."
Begin?
Song Yun was slightly dazed, not quite understanding as she looked at Huo Shaojun.
"Take it off." Huo Shaojun’s eyes were devoid of warmth as he looked at Song Yun.
Take off...
Song Yun’s skin felt scorching hot all over, and she couldn’t help but beco entranced as she stared at Huo Shaojun’s eyes.
Because she was too surprised, Song Yun was sowhat unresponsive.
Huo Shaojun didn’t rush her either, slightly lowered his eyes, his fingers clasping the goblet, gently swirling the red liquid inside.
"... Shao Yun, what, what did you just say, I didn’t hear clearly." Song Yun seed to have just awakened, staring at Huo Shaojun with wide eyes.
Huo Shaojun still didn’t look at her, his thin lips slightly curled, suddenly placing the wine glass on the long table, getting up from the sofa, and was about to leave.
"Shao Yun..."
Song Yun hurriedly stood up, reaching out to gently pull his hand, looking anxiously into his eyes, "Shao Yun, don’t be angry, I really didn’t hear clearly, can you say it again, okay?"
Huo Shaojun frowned tightly, withdrawn his hand from hers, looking into her eyes with a penetrating coldness, "It seems you don’t like as much as you say. But that’s okay, I won’t force it if you don’t want to."
After saying that, Huo Shaojun strode toward the door.
"Shao Yun, don’t go, I’m willing, I’m willing." Song Yun rushed forward, hugging Huo Shaojun tightly from behind.
Huo Shaojun’s face instantly tensed up, grabbed Song Yun’s arm, and flung her away.
Song Yun was sowhat anxious, walked around to his front, and smiled, "Don’t be upset, I rember now what you just said. I, I am willing."
Huo Shaojun’s cold eyes slightly flashed, he stepped back two steps, hands in his pockets, looking at Song Yun.
Huo Shaojun’s gaze was as cold as ever.
But Song Yun was being stared at to the point where he felt like everything was getting hot.
Biting her lower lip, Song Yun lowered her head and started to take off her clothes.
Huo Shaojun turned his gaze aside, his face written with disgust in every expression.
In less than thirty seconds, Song Yun had stripped herself naked.
Her arms barely covering her chest, Song Yun’s cheeks were flushed, cautiously staring at Huo Shaojun, "Shao Yun..."
Huo Shaojun pursed his lips, his cold eyes glanced towards the direction of the bathroom, "Co out everyone."
Song Yun, "..."
A string of heavy footsteps ca from the direction of the bathroom.
Song Yun looked over in panic, only to see a line of burly n standing side by side in front of the bathroom door...
"Ah..."
Song Yun scread, bent over quickly grabbing the clothes on the ground, clumsily covering her body.
Huo Shaojun seed to not hear Song Yun’s voice, he said to those few, "Serve Miss Song well."
"Yes."
Those few people said in unison.
After speaking, they stepped towards Song Yun with orderly steps.
Song Yun scread in terror, constantly retreating, "What are you doing? Don’t co over, don’t co over... Shao Yun, Shao Yun..."
Huo Shaojun ignored her, and when he saw those few people surrounding Song Yun, he gloomily tugged at his thin lips, leaving the suite.
And Song Yun might not yet know.
This suite was the room where Jian Liangtong was almost humiliated six years ago.
He wanted her to experience twice the fear and dread she once inflicted.
Song Yun.
Tonight, there was no way she would leave this suite intact.
.....
Song Yun’s piercing screams were muffled behind the door.
Huo Shaojun walked directly to the adjacent suite, opened the door, and entered.
In the suite.
Rong Mochen and the others were playing mahjong around the mahjong table.
"Damn it, lost again!" Gu Yan was so angry he almost swallowed the mahjong tile, he muttered under his breath with a sullen face.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t afford to lose, but losing every ti, every ga is just embarrassing, alright?
Xiao Nanqing casually bit a cigarette, squinted his narrow phoenix eyes at Gu Yan, "If your skills aren’t as good as others, whom can you bla?"
Gu Yan glared at him without a good mood, addressing Huo Shaojun who walked into the room, "Old Fourth, help play a couple rounds, change my luck."
Huo Shaojun nodded, walked over, and sat in Gu Yan’s original seat.
"Our old master was bored tonight and went to sit at the Song Mansion. Hold on, nine million, kong one."
Xiao Nanqing smirked with a sideways curve of his lips, "Probably the person from the Song Family won’t be sleeping tonight."
Huo Shaojun showed little expression, "Thank you."
Xiao Nanqing took a puff from his cigarette, laughed a little, didn’t say anything more.
Rong Mochen glanced at Gu Yan, "What ti is it?"
Gu Yan looked at the clock on the wall, "Almost ten o’clock."
"At most eleven," Rong Mochen said calmly.
"At most, what happens by eleven?" The naive Gu Yan curiously stared at Rong Mochen and asked.
Rong Mochen’s lips barely tugged, "Little Mo can’t sleep waiting for ."
Gu Yan, "..." Feels like he took more than ten thousand hits! This flaunting of affection makes it seem as if he doesn’t exist!
Gu Yan snorted, pulled out his phone from his pants pocket, and sent a ssage to a certain woman who hadn’t sent him a single ssage all day.
Really turned the sky upside down!
Xiao Nanqing looked at Rong Mochen, then at Gu Yan, his face suddenly seed sowhat unpleasant.
"Winning hand, all one suit, add a kong, three multipliers."
Lei Yicheng raised an eyebrow at the group.
Rong Mochen, Xiao Nanqing, Gu Yan, "..." This guy silently managed to win such a big hand!
Close to eleven o’clock, the doorbell rang.
Gu Yan went to open the door.
The person at the door handed Gu Yan sothing similar to a USB drive then left.
Gu Yan stroked the disc in his hand twice, grinning mischievously at the people inside, "Want to watch a big movie together?"
Xiao Nanqing glanced at him, "Your taste is as heavy as ever."
Gu Yan, "..." This was an insult, an insult, really an insult?!
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