Chapter Twenty: Adding Fuel to the Fire

  My whole body is chilled to the bone!

  Xiang Hong's face was full of confusion, and she looked up along the place where the burnt sausage was growing.

  Wow, how can there be such a terrifying and deadly pair of eyes?

  Caw——

  What's wrong?

  What's going on!

  Xiang Hong swallowed hard, the scream got stuck in her throat, and her eyes stupidly slid down along his body again, lowering her head to look at what was in her hand - finally understanding what it was, she hastily let go.

  Suddenly, she was so shocked that her short hair stood on end!

  Not just her face turned red, but even her neck and ears started burning with a loud buzz!

  In an instant, thoughts of moving Persian carpets and burning sausages all flashed through her mind.

  "Girl, congratulations, you've finally seen the six-pack abs you've been expecting."

  Qin Luoshui's voice rang out without regard for life or death.

  Xiang Hong gnashed her teeth, on the verge of death, she made a vow that even if she died, she would drag this damned guy down with her.

  "Shh, be quiet, your grinding sound is too loud, you'll be misunderstood."

  "However, looking at the situation, you're playing with fire and it's getting out of hand. Tsk, tsk, let me remind you, don't make it so easy for him to succeed. Men are all prone to being arrogant, so torment him a bit."

  Calm down calm down calm down calm down——

  ……

  Silence, deep breaths — Sang Hong suppressed her anger, restrained her temper.

  Slowly raising her head, playfully wrinkling her nose at Song Shuyu - Ah! Feeling tense to the point of having a nervous twitch in her nose, she hastily stretched out her hand and awkwardly tried to hold his hand:

  "Ouch - your abs are too hard, I just bumped into you and my nose hurts!"

  The voice is soft and gentle, with a hint of grievance and a hint of sweetness.

  Qin Luoshui was about to sit down and continue his directing career comfortably when this sentence almost made him jump - it's going to be the death of him, how can this little woman's coquettishness make people so itchy!

  Song Shu's eyebrows furrowed in surprise at her way of explaining - obviously she was the one who made trouble, but listening to her it seemed like her own abs were doing something wrong!

  Her fingers, however, did not listen to her commands and instead followed their own course, covering her face. Her features were delicate, with a light dusting of powder on her eyelids that made it seem as though she had just cried, and he couldn't help but gently pinch the tip of her nose.

  Does it still hurt?

  Xiang Hong heard him finally speak, the pressure was relieved, and she couldn't help but smile at him, pulling his hand to point to her right ear, winking her right eye lightly at him.

  Song Shu Yu was puzzled, his fingers lingering on the edge of her delicate earlobe.

  What is this little girl thinking?

  She lazily shook off his hand, pressed her right ear against him and rubbed it, then tilted her head up from below to look at him. That adorable and cunning little appearance made Song Shuyu's body hot, he was going to be blown up by this cute girl - what did she want to do?

  Xiang Hong stared at him as his eyes deepened, recalling Qin Luoshui's words. She felt that Qin Luoshui was watching her command, this guy is too crazy!

  But she didn't have the guts to expose him openly and boldly.

  The tube skirt on her body is too narrow, so kneeling like this, she can't get up without external force, and can only weakly say: "I can't stand up, help me."

  Song Shuwei reached out and pulled her up, his hands touching the smooth, fragrant softness. Damn it, dressing like this was deadly!

  Small and delicate collarbone, round and slender shoulders, plump lips shining with a hint of anxiety and expectation...

  Just thinking of making some excessive moves, re-examining her eye movements and hints, a clever idea flashed through my mind - someone owes me an apology for their bad taste!

  He immediately pulled her into his arms, casually brushing aside the short hair by her ear, and with a concentrated expression, he skillfully plucked out the small earplug.

  He pinched the earplug, squinted and said in a chilly tone: "Addicted to listening?"

  "My goodness, you can even find this!" Qin Luoshui smiled wryly, with a hint of regret.

  "This set of equipment is nothing special." Three fingers pinched and examined it carefully.

  "Who said, German imported private system—"

  Song Shuwei narrowed his eyes and took another look: "System! Alright, then it's not this one. I'll help you get rid of it." As he spoke, he put the earplug into his own ear.

  "No, no, no - it's too expensive, brother!" Qin Luoshui pleaded pitifully.

  Song Shuwei seemed to be enjoying his wailing, clutching his pajamas, picked up a bottle of mouthwash from the table and tossed it to Sang Hong, then walked over to take the watch on the table, starting to adjust the buttons on it.

  "Isn't it? You actually carry such anti-surveillance devices with you all the time?" Qin Luoshui's voice seemed to be regretful to the point of vomiting blood.

  "Five hundred, and you're really willing to spend the money." Song Shuyu's face was expressionless.

  Xiang Hong was so thrilled to be taken care of by Qin Luo Shui that her face lit up, and she eagerly unwrapped a piece of candy and popped it into her mouth, following closely behind Song Shu Yu.

  For a moment, Song Shuyu moved his gaze away from the watch and reached out to her lips, making Sang Hong blink in confusion.

  Song Shuyu pointed at her little mouth.

  "Are you sure you want this?"

  Someone nodded.

  Xiang Hong blushed and obediently used her small tongue to spit out the remaining sticky gum into his palm.

  Song Shuwei gazed at the small piece of gum with saliva and teeth marks in the palm of his hand, unexpectedly not feeling disgusted. He pinched it into a ball and aimed at the crystal chandelier in the center of the room.

  Xiang Hong only then understood his intention, it turned out that letting her have the chewing gum was to use her as labor, not especially to take care of her, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

  In the blink of an eye, Song Shuwei's right hand was pinching a small ball of glue, and with a flick of his finger, "Whoosh" sounded, followed by Qin Luoshui's cry of surprise:

  "Damn it, it's gone black! The lens actually went black! A thing that costs several hundred euros, and you ruined it with just a piece of gum?"

  "How can you be so forgetful!"

  Song Shuwei sneered and glanced sideways at Sang Hong, who was in a daze. Sang Hong suddenly came to her senses, hastily popped a few pieces of chewing gum into her mouth, and started chomping away frantically.

  He leisurely gazed at her small mouth churning and chewing, suddenly feeling that eating gum might not be as unbearable as he had thought.

  She immediately took over the chewing gum that Xiang Hong had carefully handed over and thought to herself, "This girl is actually quite considerate."

  "Bang bang bang bang", four shots, made Qin Luoshui wail continuously.

  Song Shuyu still felt uneasy and carefully took out his watch to make a circle in the room.

  He slowly took out the earplugs from his ears, glanced at Sang Hong and said to Qin Luoshui with a nonchalant tone:

  "In short, thank you very much tonight, goodnight!"

  Then the earplug flew out of his hand in a parabolic arc and landed directly into the teacup filled with water, making a faint humming sound as tiny blue electric waves flashed by before subsiding into stillness.

  Song Shuwei glanced at the girl, who was staring straight ahead with her eyes fixed on the teacup.

  He stretched out his arm and without saying a word, he picked her up and threw her onto the quilt.

  "What are you going to do?" Shang Honghuan hugged her arms around her, secretly regretting why she had just helped him chew gum so enthusiastically and so quickly!

  He picked up Qin Luoshui, with nothing better to do, wasn't it time to deal with her!

  The woman regretted it so much that her intestines turned gray.

  Song Shuyu's palm paused for a moment, and then her palm touched her spine and stroked it, causing her body to shudder involuntarily.

  "Not bad, and as sensitive to your touch as I am to yours. They say the chances of meeting someone with a body that feels like this are about the same as being struck by lightning on a rainy day, so..."