"Do you think I believe you?"
Wan Yunting pointed at her with the sword sheath, glaring and snorting.
Duan Yingying, who was sitting, suddenly stood up, her apricot eyes wide as she stared at Wan Yunting. She held her head high, chest out, and haughtily snorted, "Believe it or not, you want to hit me again?"
Seeing the girl dare to talk back, Wan Yunting pointed at her with the sword sheath. Duan Yingying turned around, bent over, placed her hands on the sofa chair, and even stuck her butt out. She turned her head back to Wan Yunting and haughtily snorted, "Hit me then!"
... Seeing her practiced and fluid movements made Wan Yunting feel unaccustomed. He hadn't expected her to be so proactive. Especially with Wan Yunting standing behind her, her short nightdress only covered her buttocks. When she stuck it out like that, everything was visible, making Wan Yunting blush and awkwardly shift his gaze.
"Hit me, hurry up..."
Duan Yingying's cheeks involuntarily flushed with shyness, and she felt even more embarrassed. However, she was more impatient to have the man hit her, deliberately provoking him: "If you don't dare to hit me, you're not a man!"
"Hey, you're asking for it."
When Wan Yunting heard her words, he couldn't stand it. His eyes widened, and he raised the sword sheath and fiercely struck her pert buttocks.
*Crack!*
A loud sound echoed in the movie room. However, Wan Yunting had already closed the door, and the movie room had excellent soundproofing. Duan Yingying's scream rang out, but it was almost inaudible from the outside.
"It doesn't hurt, hit me again..."
Duan Yingying was internally excited. She glared and turned her head to the side where Wan Yunting stood, biting her lips and continuing to provoke him.
Wan Yunting glared at her, raised the sword sheath, and hit her again, scolding, "Are you a masochist?"
Duan Yingying simply lay down on the sofa chair, her face flushed red. The strange sensation made her feel inexplicably excited. She continued to call out, "None of your business, it just doesn't hurt..."
Wan Yunting didn't know what was up with this girl tonight, daring to provoke him. He directly dropped the sword sheath in his hand, stood in front of Duan Yingying, rolled up his sleeves, and said angrily, "Alright, Duan Yingying, I must teach you a good lesson tonight and break this bad habit of yours..."
He repeatedly slapped her buttocks with both hands, and immediately the movie room was filled with Duan Yingying's screams and the dialogue from the movie...
Wan Yunting slapped her again. Seeing her red buttocks, he stopped his hands and looked at Duan Yingying, who was panting on the chair. Thinking she was crying again, Wan Yunting, startled, sat on the armrest of the chair and looked down at Duan Yingying, asking, "Hey, are you alright?"
Duan Yingying no longer dared to look at him. She quickly turned her head away, her apricot eyes filled with tears, and she bit her lip, saying, "Bastard, none of your business..."
Wan Yunting realized he had been a bit too rough and felt guilty. He said, "Does it hurt?"
Duan Yingying maintained her posture, her voice soft and breathless, "Are you still going to hit me?"
"No more." Seeing her like this, Wan Yunting dared not continue hitting her.
"It hurts~~~"
Duan Yingying turned her head, not daring to look at him, and called out "it hurts" with a hint of coquettishness in her voice.
Wan Yunting's expression froze. Looking at the girl maintaining her posture, his heart suddenly pounded. Could it be that she...!
"Shall I rub it for you then?"
"Mmm..."
Duan Yingying was not excited. Her heart was pounding like a frightened deer, as if she had been waiting for this moment for a long time...
Wan Yunting raised his large hand and stopped it in mid-air. He hesitated for a long time. Duan Yingying lay on the chair without moving, feeling anxious and silently crying out: Hurry up, rub me!
After an unknown amount of time, they lay embraced on the sofa chair. Wan Yunting's eyes were vacant. As he sobered up completely, he felt a bit bewildered...
To put it bluntly, he regretted it a little!
On the other hand, Duan Yingying was like a little bird nestling into his arms, her head resting on his shoulder. She looked up at Wan Yunting. Seeing his sluggish expression, she immediately pinched his stomach. In pain, Wan Yunting snapped back to his senses: "Are women born knowing this trick?"
"Hmph, you regret it?"
Duan Yingying's flushed face was arrogant. She cast a charming glance at him with her apricot eyes, pouted, and snorted.
"Not at all..."
Wan Yunting started the chair, how could he admit to regretting it?
But he regretted his impulsiveness just now!
"Tch."
Duan Yingying rolled her eyes at him, her cheek resting against his chest, her little hand drawing circles on his abdomen: "Anyway, I don't care. I'm your woman now."
Wan Yunting looked down at her and said, "So, you did it on purpose?"
Duan Yingying's expression froze. She immediately struggled to sit up and looked directly at Wan Yunting with her apricot eyes, angry: "Who did it on purpose?"
Wan Yunting lit a cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled smoke. Thinking carefully about the girl's unusual behavior, he realized she was calculatingly trapping him.
"That shouldn't be the case."
Wan Yunting glanced at her and said, "I treated you like that before, and you can still be like this?"
"Like what?"
Duan Yingying held her head high, her chest puffed out, which made Wan Yunting look down. Duan Yingying raised her hand to cover his eyes and snorted, "No looking..."
"Hey, we've already done it, and you won't let me look."
Wan Yunting grabbed her little hand, held it, and teased her with a wicked smile, causing Duan Yingying to blush deeply and snort, "Pervert."
"Fine, now I'm a pervert." Wan Yunting rolled his eyes speechlessly.
To be honest, he still couldn't figure out what this girl was thinking!
Duan Yingying dared not look at him, continuing to lean on his chest, pouting and saying, "It's like this anyway, what do you say we do!"
Wan Yunting, smoking his cigarette, raised his eyebrows. He was a little overwhelmed and remained silent for a moment.
Duan Yingying looked up at him, seemingly afraid he wouldn't keep his word. She quickly said, "I don't mind you being with those other women!"
This statement made Wan Yunting's expression freeze. He looked down at her, then stubbed out his cigarette and said with a gentle smile, "You know I have a girlfriend, and you still did this?"
Duan Yingying rolled her apricot eyes, pouted, and said, "I don't know."
Wan Yunting smiled and checked the time, saying, "Alright, I need to go upstairs. About our matter, can you let me think about it?"
Duan Yingying's apricot eyes stared at him for a full ten seconds before she finally nodded...
Wan Yunting smiled, "I'll carry you back to bed."
"Mmm..."
Duan Yingying's face was flushed red. Like a girl in a new relationship, she hugged the man tightly, afraid of losing him...
Wan Yunting took a shower in her bathroom and emerged to find Duan Yingying asleep. Wan Yunting turned off the bedside lamp for her. He stood quietly by the bed for a minute, then sighed helplessly and turned to leave the room. He gently closed the door and turned to go upstairs, genuinely unsure of what Duan Yingying was thinking.
Returning to the second floor, Wan Yunting gently pushed open his bedroom door and quietly got into bed. However, he still woke Fang Yanxi. She opened her sleepy beautiful eyes and asked in a soft voice, "Why are you so late?"
"Mmm, I was writing case studies and papers. Go to sleep..."
Wan Yunting lay down, gently stroking Fang Yanxi's hair. The woman pulled his arm to use as a pillow, nestled into his arms, and fell back asleep...
Wan Yunting quietly watched Fang Yanxi like this. After a long time, he leaned over and whispered, "Yanxi, I'm sorry!"
"Mmm..."
Fang Yanxi, still asleep, mumbled a soft "mmm" in her sleep...
The next morning, Wan Yunting didn't get up that early. He slept until eight o'clock, waking up at the same time as Fang Yanxi. After washing up and changing clothes, they came out. They coincidentally saw his sister, Ouyang Fanmeng, coming out of her room, smiling happily, "Brother, good morning."
"Morning."
Wan Yunting went up and gently touched the little girl's head, smiling, "There's nothing much today. I'll take you out to play."
"Okay."
Ouyang Fanmeng was delighted. Seeing Fang Yanxi also come out, she quickly greeted her.
Fang Yanxi smiled and nodded, saying, "Today I need to take my second brother to the company to handle some matters. You take your sister out."
"Mmm."
The three of them went downstairs together for breakfast. Wan Yunting also reminded Fang Yanxi to take her second brother to familiarize himself with the company environment...
Zhang Xian'er and Zhong Hongmei returned from practicing. Fang Yanxi ate a few bites of breakfast and then left for the company. Finally, Duan Yingying came upstairs. Today, the girl was wearing a beige slip dress. She had also specifically put on makeup and styled her hair into two small braids that hung down her chest, exuding an aura of youthful vibrancy.
Ouyang Fanmeng exclaimed in surprise, "Sister Yingying, you look so beautiful in this outfit!"
"Really?"
Duan Yingying glanced at Wan Yunting with her apricot eyes. She had dressed so beautifully today, of course, for the man to see.
Last night's events were not revealed, so others didn't know. Wan Yunting, to accommodate her, nodded and smiled, "I didn't realize you were such a beauty."
"Naturally." Duan Yingying sat next to Ouyang Fanmeng and arrogantly glanced at the man, asking, "Fanmeng, are you still going out to play today?"
"Yes."
Ouyang Fanmeng nodded and smiled, "Sister Yanxi has gone to work. My brother is taking me today. Sister Yingying, you should come too."
"Okay."
Upon hearing that Fang Yanxi wasn't going and that Wan Yunting was taking them, Duan Yingying was naturally willing to go.
"You guys go ahead. I'm not feeling well today!" Zhang Xian'er said, frowning.
"What's wrong?" Wan Yunting asked.
Zhang Xian'er glared at him and said, "Don't ask about women's matters."
Wan Yunting's expression froze. Seeing Zhang Xian'er get up and go upstairs, he then realized, "Are you on your period?"
"Pfft..."
This statement made his sister and Duan Yingying spit out their food. Zhang Xian'er turned back and glared fiercely at Wan Yunting before continuing upstairs...