He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 133 - 133 127 Drink Be Intimate Play with Xie Xingxing

Chapter 133: 127: Drink, Be Intimate, Play with Xie Xingxing (Second Update) Chapter 133: 127: Drink, Be Intimate, Play with Xie Xingxing (Second Update) She didn’t want to talk about the photo, so she asked Xie Shang, “Why did you come back so late, where have you been?”

“I went to Gu Yihuan’s bar.”

“Who did you see there?”

Xie Shang was a bit surprised, as Wen Changling usually didn’t talk much, let alone proactively inquire about his whereabouts.

He answered, “I saw He Dongzhou.”

Wen Changling asked again, “Did you drink?”

When she asked the question, her eyes stayed on Xie Shang, her expression very focused. After her shower, she hadn’t put on her glasses, and under the light, her eyes shimmered like pearls in the night.

“I did.”

“Did you drink much?”

“Not much.”

Her questions were very mundane, almost like idle literature.

However, Xie Shang really liked it, liked that she would inquire about his life like this, hoping she would fulfill her girlfriend duties and mind his business a little more.

She continued, “Did you get a designated driver to take you home?”

“Yes.” Xie Shang’s eyes were filled with laughter as he removed the wine bowl between them and scooted over a bit, “Why are you asking so much today?”

Wen Changling adopted a studious and earnest look, “I’m checking in on you, isn’t that what you taught me?”

A sentence, not even a sweet nothing, hit right in the softest part of Xie Shang’s heart, joy and satisfaction spreading through his body in an instant, that lightness felt like he had drunk a lot, weightless.

He gently pressed down the disobedient fringe on her forehead that kinked up after her shower, praising her with a smile, “You learn quickly.”

When she was good, she was exceedingly good; when she was bad, she was devilishly so.

She dodged Xie Shang’s palm on her fringe and pressed her forehead against it, rubbing like a small animal, “Xie Shang, I’m in a very good mood today.”

“Mhm, I know.”

When she was in a good mood, she liked to do as she pleased.

She climbed onto Xie Shang’s lap and sat down, picked up the wine bowl next to her, and offered it to his lips, commanding him before he drank, “You can’t swallow it.”

Xie Shang took a sip of the wine and obediently held it in his mouth.

Wen Changling wrapped her arms around his neck, parted her knees, knelt on either side of his legs, tilted her head back, and initiated a kiss to steal the wine he had sipped.

sudden move, his breathing

The Bayberry Wine spilled.

kissed her way

bamboo bed, his arm muscles tensing tightly, ready yet restrained, holding

remained on her waist, “Wen Changling, what are you

to treat

“I’m playing with

treating him like

Bayberry Wine, her hands clinging to Xie Shang’s neck, kissing him again with a strong sense of

been swallowed dripped onto Xie Shang’s clothes, the color of bayberry fruit

nearly pressing down on Xie Shang, who could not help but open his mouth to reciprocate, his throat instinctively swallowing what it could, with the corners of his eyes and the

Xie Shang

forgoing the kiss, she touched his eyelashes, then went in for

“Changling.”

“Changling.”

kept

he was a bit of a buzzkill, she

“Changling.”

stopped and

“This is outside.”

emotion, his

drunk the wine, burned the photo, her brain buzzing with excitement. Xie Shang’s clothes were rumpled by her, his neck bearing marks she had bitten into, her destructive urge surfaced again, in a climactic frenzy in her head, she wanted to let loose, to see

has already gone

some sense left, “Can we go inside,

you can’t dampen my spirits

sat on Xie

refuse any of Miss Wen’s demands. Resigned, he closed his eyes, tightened his embrace around Wen Changling’s waist, his hands threading through her hair, locking onto her shoulders, pulling her close and kissing

to kiss her eagerly,

in the courtyard, quiet surrounded them, the night breeze was hot, and

“Xingxing.”

pushed Xie

at him with

all

Xie Shang took a deep breath, forcing himself to regain his

hadn’t planned on actually doing

was just playing, playing with him, playing with his body,

demure, wasn’t the good girl; when she was capricious,

trace of reluctance, she ceased all intimate actions, slid off Xie

“Xingxing.”

“Hmm.”

was still recovering, the tide

in