Chapter 384 - 385: Miao Xuanxuan Sneaks In

Chapter 384: Chapter 385: Miao Xuanxuan Sneaks In

Song Xiaodong had been very busy these past few days, always coming home late and looking exhausted, heading straight to his room upon arrival.

Both Song Xiaoru and Miao Qingqing noticed and knew he must be preoccupied with arranging funds. However, when they asked Song Xiaodong, he merely reassured them, saying he had made arrangements and was just waiting for the board meeting to take action.

This left Song Xiaoru and Miao Qingqing somewhat baffled; the guy was even playing coy with them. But this time, Miao Qingqing didn’t press him further. Although she was still somewhat worried, she had great confidence in Song Xiaodong. No matter who might deceive her, Song Xiaodong would not.

However, Miao Xuanxuan had been rather distracted these days. She was aware of the bet Song Xiaodong and Miao Qingqing had made and knew that if Song Xiaodong helped Miao Qingqing resolve the issue, the two of them would really be making love.

It was after eleven o’clock on Thursday night, a time when she was sure Miao Qingqing would be asleep. Miao Xuanxuan couldn’t hold back any longer, sneaked into Song Xiaodong’s room quietly. Xiao Yingying had already moved out to live in a separate room, and before coming over, she had scoped out the situation—Xiao Yingying was sleeping alone in her room too.

As soon as she reached Song Xiaodong’s bed, two strong arms wrapped around her.

Miao Xuanxuan immediately hugged Song Xiaodong tightly and, in Miao Qingqing’s tone, said, "Seeing how tired you’ve been these days, I came to pamper you first."

"You’re really thoughtful, Qingqing. I thought you were here to claim your promise to me in advance," Song Xiaodong said while his hands started becoming restive.

Miao Xuanxuan wriggled, allowing Song Xiaodong easier access under her nightgown, and said, "I’m just paying you a little interest. Don’t overthink it, and you definitely can’t make love with me."

"Well, if we can’t do it, we can’t. I’m not hurting for a couple of days," Song Xiaodong chuckled softly and kissed Miao Xuanxuan on the lips.

Miao Xuanxuan responded enthusiastically to Song Xiaodong, afraid that if he and Miao Qingqing made love, she would no longer be able to sneak in and pretend to be Miao Qingqing.

This might be her last chance, and she let loose all her passion.

Song Xiaodong could feel Miao Xuanxuan’s enthusiasm and knew very well it was her, not Miao Qingqing, but he didn’t want to point it out. Breaking the illusion would only lead to embarrassment for everyone. He enjoyed the pretense, and clearly, so did Miao Xuanxuan.

Song Xiaodong also knew what Miao Xuanxuan was most concerned about—the two of them really making love. If that happened, she would never be able to face Miao Qingqing again. That was Miao Xuanxuan’s line in the sand, the final boundary between them. Therefore, Song Xiaodong also refrained from crossing this line. Although they indulged in extreme intimacy, he never breached that ultimate barrier.

Still, Song Xiaodong had many techniques at his disposal and soon brought Miao Xuanxuan to the peak of pleasure several times, rendering her limp against him, completely drained of energy.

Holding Miao Xuanxuan, Song Xiaodong tenderly stroked her, letting her savor the afterglow of their encounter, and asked softly, "Did it feel good?"

"It... felt good..." Miao Xuanxuan replied softly, her heart strangely hollow after the joy, a feeling so unexpected that she couldn’t comprehend it.

Song Xiaodong immediately sensed it and understood why she felt that way. She feared she wouldn’t have such opportunities in the future. However, he couldn’t tell her they might continue like this, that he could keep playing dumb.

Despite this, Miao Xuanxuan quickly adjusted her mood, with a light laugh, said, "Seems like someone is still a bit uncomfortable."

"Yeah, but seeing how tired you are, let’s wait until you’ve rested before you help me out," he replied.

Miao Xuanxuan pouted, "I don’t want to help you. Once I’m rested, I still want you to take care of me."

Indulgently, Song Xiaodong said, "Alright, alright. You insatiable little glutton, as long as you like, I’ll spend the whole night taking care of you."

"Ding-dong..." Suddenly, there came two knocks on the door.

Miao Xuanxuan’s face turned pale in an instant. If this was Miao Qingqing coming, she really didn’t know how she would face her.

Song Xiaodong gently patted Miao Xuanxuan’s shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Don’t be afraid, go hide in the closet for a bit."

Miao Xuanxuan nodded repeatedly, then quickly jumped out of bed and slipped into the closet naked.

"Your clothes." Song Xiaodong hurried over and passed her the nightgown. Miao Xuanxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that no evidence had been left behind. Otherwise, it would have been a disaster.

"Come in." Song Xiaodong quickly put on his own nightgown and then went to open the bedroom door.

"Yingying." To his surprise, it was Xiao Yingying outside the door, and Song Xiaodong let out a sigh of relief.

Xiao Yingying peeked inside and said, "Brother Dongzi, isn’t Sister Qingqing sleeping with you?"

Song Xiaodong said, "No, I’ve been pretty tired these last couple of days, so I’ve been sleeping alone."

Xiao Yingying squeezed in past Song Xiaodong and said, "Brother Dongzi, I can’t sleep, can you keep me company for a while?"

Song Xiaodong cleared his throat and said, "It’s so late, Brother Dongzi is also very tired. Let’s wait for another couple of days."

"No, can’t you just stay with me for ten minutes, please?" Xiao Yingying batted her large eyes and pouted her lips, looking pitifully at him.

Song Xiaodong had no choice but to say, "Okay, just for ten minutes then."

"Mmm-hmm." Xiao Yingying immediately brightened with a smile and pulled Song Xiaodong onto the bed.

"Brother Dongzi, I’ve missed you so much. You haven’t spent time with me like this in days." As soon as she was on the bed, Xiao Yingying clung to him.

Normally, Song Xiaodong would have been able to handle this easily, but with Miao Xuanxuan hiding in the closet, he couldn’t be as carefree. He could only hold Xiao Yingying and pat her back gently, speaking softly, "Alright, lie down nicely for a while, and then you can go back to sleep."

"Mmm." Xiao Yingying agreed, lying quietly in Song Xiaodong’s arms for about a minute before she whispered, "Brother Dongzi, why aren’t you touching me?"

"Cough... That’s..."

"Eh, Brother Dongzi, what’s wrong today? Why won’t you let me touch you?"

"That’s..."

"Brother Dongzi, what’s wrong with you? Don’t you like Yingying anymore? Don’t you want to have Yingying as your little lover anymore?" Xiao Yingying’s eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

Song Xiaodong was startled. Xiao Yingying seemed genuinely heartbroken, and given her current state, she really couldn’t bear such sadness. He hurriedly said, "No, no, it’s just that I’m tired. If you want to touch, then touch. That’s what I like the most."

But in his heart, he was secretly complaining. Miao Xuanxuan could definitely hear his words, and he had no idea how she would deal with him when she came back.