188: Chapter 187: Wild and Sexy 188: Chapter 187: Wild and Sexy After much persuasion, Song Yun finally convinced the three girls to wear swimsuits for him.
However, after they changed in their rooms, Song Yun went in one by one to see them, instead of having all three squeeze together for his viewing pleasure.
But that was already more than enough, right?
Opportunities to see them clad in just two pieces of clothing weren’t frequent, and he treasured every look he could get.
By the time the three beauties returned to their rooms, Song Yun lit up a cigarette in the living room of his suite.
After smoking, he checked the time and felt it was about right.
He got up, ready to revel in the results of all his meticulous planning, but deciding whose room to visit first posed a dilemma.
After deliberating for a while, Song Yun decided to start with Xiao Qing and went straight to her door, rubbing his hands excitedly as he knocked.
“The door isn’t locked,” came Xiao Qing’s shy voice from inside.
Song Yun pushed open the door and saw her standing gracefully by the bed in a pure white bikini, which accentuated her fair skin.
Adding to that was her perfect figure, long legs, a flat belly without an ounce of excess fat, and her pretty face blushing slightly.
It almost took Song Yun’s breath away.
But clearly, that was not the focus.
The focus was how Tang Xiaodie’s coy movements made her ample curves quiver tantalizingly, making Song Yun salivate without even realizing it.
“Does it look good?” Xiao Qing asked softly.
“Xiaoqing, let’s discuss something,” Song Yun wiped the saliva from his lips and suggested.
“How about you change into a different swimsuit tomorrow?
Didn’t you buy a few as backups?
Wear one that’s a bit more conservative.”
“Does it not look good?” Xiao Qing pouted, sounding slightly resentful.
“It’s not that it doesn’t look good, it’s that it looks too good.
If word gets out, how many men would be left staring?
Think about those guys who take their girlfriends out for a swim.
What if you show up in front of them?
The guys would just look at you and ignore their goddesses.” Song Yun tried to persuade her logically and emotionally.
In his heart, though, he thought, damn it, if my woman looks this good, why should I let all these other men gawk at her?
“If you really like this swimsuit, just wear it privately for me,” he continued.
“You know, the other men out there aren’t as decent as your Senior Brother Song.”
“So, is this swimsuit good-looking or not?” Xiao Qing asked, her head down and hands nervously twisting behind her back.
“To be precise, ‘good-looking’ doesn’t even begin to describe it.
If this were ancient times, it would cause wars among emperors, and realms would tumble,” Song Yun said seriously, stroking his chin.
“But from now on, you should only wear it for me.
If others see it, I’m afraid they might not be able to control themselves.”
“Alright, alright, Sister Shishi and Sister Qingluan are waiting.
You better go see them,” Xiao Qing pushed Song Yun out the door and gave him a quick peck on the cheek as a token of appreciation before quickly retreating back into her room and firmly closing the door.
Song Yun touched his cheek with a wry smile, realizing Xiao Qing indeed had feelings for him.
Ah, when one’s romantic luck comes, no one can stop it.
Leaning against the door, Xiao Qing was panting, not quite understanding why she had suddenly acted on impulse and done such an embarrassing thing.
Oh no, what will Senior Brother Song think of her tomorrow?
Would he think she was frivolous?
But, well, what’s done is done.
She just hoped Senior Brother Song wouldn’t mind.
As for Song Yun, mind?
He was overjoyed.
What he wouldn’t give for all the beauties in the world to lavishly bury him in their affections.
This, he thought, this is what life should be.
He left the room and went to the presidential suite next door before casually knocking on one of the doors.
Sister Qingluan’s voice beckoned, “Come in.”
Song Yun sniffled and carefully pushed open the door.
If Xiao Qing was a soft marshmallow, then Qingluan was the White Rabbit candy—sticky but delicious.
However, her frequent capricious moods were a bit much for Song Yun.
Imagine arguing with a girl, and just because she can’t win the argument, she slaps you thrice, forcing you to stay in bed for three days.
If you endured such torture, you’d be in love yet in pain.
Stepping into Qingluan’s room, Song Yun was momentarily dumbstruck.
Looking down at Qingluan sitting regally on the bed, blood gushed from his nostrils like the uncontrollable Yellow River.
There she was, also in a bikini, but this one was designed with daring minimalism.
Simply put, wearing this bikini required three things: great courage, fearless spirit, and absolute confidence in one’s body shape.
Two blue fabric pieces connected by a tiny black ribbon encased her lush curves, with slender strings tied into a bow at the back.
And if you think it had straps, you’d be entirely mistaken.
This swimsuit had no straps; it solely relied on natural fullness to support it, needing not just volume but the perfect size.
If it was too big, a single proud chest heave might snap the connecting strings; if too small, a couple of steps might cause it to slip down.
Thus, wearing this swimsuit demanded absolute certainty about one’s body.
Though Qingluan’s figure might not have the explosive allure of some busty models, her regular exercise gave her a unique firmness that left Song Yun speechless.
In two words: perfect shape.
In three words: very perfect shape.
After looking at the upper body and then the lower, alright, the top was two pieces of fabric, the bottom just one, but the design philosophy was just the same.
A sky-blue fabric piece wrapped around Qingluan’s secret area like a triangular scarf, with small strings also tied into a secure knot at the back.
Along with Qingluan’s slightly tanned skin and the appealing look of her thighs, this wild beauty was unmatched by any woman in the villa, even by those who were tall and gorgeous.
In Qingluan’s presence, they were simply outclassed.
Describing this look, Song Yun summed it up in four words: wild, sexy.