“Very good!”
He straightened up, grabbed her wrist, and said, "Come with me!"
"Hey, hey, Qing Muye, where are you taking me?"
Meng Jingwei was startled by Qing Muye's actions. She couldn't understand why this man was suddenly furious or where he wanted to take her.
Could it be that he wanted to take advantage of her again?
It wasn't until the man grabbed her wrist and led her into the spacious cinema that he pushed her onto a chair and handed her his phone, saying, "The URL, type it in."
"Ah? What? You, you really want to watch this? Hahahaha..."
Damn, does this scoundrel have no bottom line?
Meng Jingwei asked with a forced smile, but Qing Muye remained silent. His cold eyes, as dark as frozen ice, were fixed on her, sending a shiver down her spine.
After a long pause, Meng Jingwei, not receiving an answer, could only lower her head and look at Qing Muye's phone. She opened the browser and hesitantly typed in a string of URLs.
She really knew this URL.
When she worked at the Nightclub, Chen Zhuo and the other men liked to share this stuff. She had just heard it and remembered the URL.
Meng Jingwei had an excellent memory. Although she had only passively heard it, she still remembered it.
She opened the webpage, and the abundant resources jumped out at her.
Qing Muye had been suppressing his anger, but upon seeing what appeared on the screen, he couldn't help but feel his rage surge.
This damned woman, watching this with Xiao Cheng.
Truly, excellent.
Qing Muye took back his phone. Before he could speak, Meng Jingwei jumped up and darted out.
But no matter how fast she was, she couldn't outrun Qing Muye.
She ran a few steps around the chair, but Qing Muye grabbed her collar, lifted her like a chick, and pinned her back onto the chair, saying, "It seems you've watched quite a bit. Then you must not have experienced the 3D surround sound movie effect, right?"
3D surround?
Stereo sound?
What's the difference between this and being there in person?
What's more, for a man and a woman to watch this kind of thing together, isn't that just asking for excitement?
Meng Jingwei felt that if she really stayed to watch this, let alone Qing Muye not making a move on her, she might not be able to control herself and reveal her most primal nature, sleeping with Qing Muye!
"What are you talking about? Do I look like someone who hasn't watched this? I, I, I'm introducing this to you so that you and Li Yun'er can watch it and increase your marital affection."
She gritted her teeth and stammered out her words.
"Mmm... ah..."
Just as they were speaking, the cinema suddenly erupted with sounds that made one's heart race and face flush.
As Qing Muye had said, it was 3D surround sound, as if being there in person. Even just listening to the woman's soft voice made one's entire body tingle, like an electric current passing through, impacting the soul.
Both of them subconsciously turned their heads to look at the four-meter wide, two-and-a-half-meter high ultra-clear screen. The scene was captivating, making their blood boil and their hearts pound.
Too shameless.
Meng Jingwei's face flushed with nervousness. She struggled to push Qing Muye away and said, "Brother, I'm going to sleep. I won't disturb you as you watch."
A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, everything was just a misunderstanding.
However, Qing Muye had no intention of letting go. He simply said, "If you could watch it with Xiao Cheng, why can't you watch it with me?"
"Xiao Cheng?"
Why was it connected to Xiao Cheng again?
Meng Jingwei, still bewildered, thought carefully before recalling that Qing Muye had asked her earlier if she had watched it with 'him'. At the time, she hadn't thought much of it, but she didn't expect Qing Muye to mistake it for Xiao Cheng.
"Yes, I watched it with Xiao Cheng, so it's not exciting anymore, and I don't want to watch it. You enjoy it by yourself."
She wanted to slip away.
But Qing Muye seemed to be determined to confront her. He sat down next to her, put his arm around her shoulder, and said, "Today, whether you watch it or not, you have to watch it."
"Heh heh, can I refuse? I want to sleep."
She gave a dry laugh, her smile exceedingly fake.
Qing Muye ignored her. Instead, he pressed a button on the armrest of the sofa, and all the lights went out, leaving only the moving images on the screen.
Meng Jingwei panicked, feeling even more embarrassed and ashamed.
Just then, Qing Muye's voice reached her ears, "If you want to sleep, you can 'sleep' here too."
This 'sleep', of course, wasn't as pure as it sounded.
The arousing sounds lingered in Meng Jingwei's ears, making her feel hot all over and unable to calm down for a long time. "I'm used to sleeping in bed."
"Oh, is that so?"
The man suddenly turned his head, looking at her beside him, and said, "Last time, on the sofa, you also enjoyed it."
Last time?
Meng Jingwei recalled the last time she had been intimate with Qing Muye. It was on the sofa in the hotel lounge after his engagement to Li Yun'er.
"That was before. Besides, you are my brother now. It's not appropriate for us to do this."
"There's no blood relation, so how can it be inappropriate?"
He was very close to her, his warm breath blowing on her cheek, ruffling her hair, making her feel even more uncomfortable.
For the first time, Meng Jingwei realized how uncontrollable her desires were.
Ultimately, it was too hasty.
"That... um..."
Meng Jingwei's mind raced. After thinking for a moment, she immediately said, "Of course, it's not appropriate. I'm on my period."
"If I remember correctly, your period came five days after we went to Dongpu Village."
Meng Jingwei: "..."
He knew that too?
"Qing Muye, you are too shameless. Do you even spy on such things?" she retorted angrily.
"Xiao Meiyan told me."
"Xiao... this damned woman, she even told you this."
Meng Jingwei was on the verge of tears, not knowing how to refute him.
She couldn't escape, and she couldn't defeat him. Could she 'accept reality'?
"You usually seem so smart, why are you so slow to react today? I've given you so many excuses to tell you that I don't want to do this!"
She laid her cards on the table.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, Qing Muye's expression became even more grim and ugly. His sharp gaze seemed to want to devour Meng Jingwei alive.
The hand resting on Meng Jingwei's shoulder moved to her cheek, pinching it. "What, does he satisfy you very much?"
"Of course."
Meng Jingwei never thought that one day she would say such shameless and embarrassing words when facing a man.
"Wuwuwu..."
As a result, Meng Jingwei, as if courting death, had indeed angered Qing Muye. Before she could even finish her sentence, the man sealed her lips with a kiss, kissing her passionately and wildly.
"Hey, Qing Muye, you... let... mmm... go... me..."