Chapter 550: 551 Deceive Yourself
Song Xiaodong bought some sea cucumbers and abalones for Zhong Chuling. He had them delivered by courier and then went straight home. He hadnât been home in the last few weekends, so getting back early today also gave him a chance to spend time with his family.
Today, Miao Qingqing and Song Xiaoru didnât have much to do and werenât as busy with work as usual. Everyone went out together, bought some household items, and then watched TV at home. It was indeed relaxing and enjoyable.
Song Xiaodong really loved this kind of life; he knew he had to strive to maintain it, which meant he had to work hard to improve himself.
Around nine, Miao Qingqing said, "Dongzi, donât forget to give Sister Xiaoru a massage."
"That wonât be necessary, Iâm fine," Song Xiaoru immediately objected.
Miao Qingqing quickly responded, "Sister Xiaoru, donât be vague about it. Your health is whatâs most important now."
Miao Xuanxuan also chimed in right away, "Exactly, Sister Xiaoru, go ahead. Whatâs there to be embarrassed about? Dongzi is your brother, not some stranger."
Xiao Yingying nodded repeatedly in agreement.
The last time they talked about the massage, the expressions of the three had been somewhat odd, which embarrassed Song Xiaoru. The three felt very remorseful afterward, so this time they were quick to express their stance and continued urging her.
At this moment, Song Xiaoru still felt a bit awkward inside. This was not as simple as it appeared on the surface, but she couldnât show her feelings in front of everyone and could only say, "Okay, okay, you all are making a big deal out of nothing."
"Iâm going to sleep now too," said Miao Xuanxuan as she followed the others upstairs. Of course, she didnât have any particular thoughts; she just casually went up with them.
Song Xiaodong and Song Xiaoru entered the room, and Song Xiaodong locked the door behind them.
Song Xiaoru opened her mouth feeling uneasy about the locked door, but it would be more embarrassing if someone barged in, so she didnât say anything.
"Iâm going to wash up," Song Xiaoru said, then slipped into the bathroom.
Song Xiaodong lay down on the bed and chatted with Lin Suâer; they saw each other during the weekdays, so they hadnât spent the weekend together.
Before long, Song Xiaoru came out, now dressed in pajamas and her face flushed from the warm bath.
"Sis, you look beautiful today!" Song Xiaodong put down his phone and couldnât help but compliment her.
"Stop it! Donât start buttering up your sister," Song Xiaoru rolled her eyes at Song Xiaodong, then climbed into the bed.
Song Xiaodong sat up and said, "Well then, letâs start."
"Letâs start..." Song Xiaoru nodded and then took off her pajamas, once again avoiding Song Xiaodongâs gaze as she did before.
Song Xiaodong didnât think too much and began massaging Song Xiaoru, saying, "It seems my massage is quite effective; itâs a bit smaller than last time. A few more sessions and it should be better."
"Thatâs good," Song Xiaoru whispered, then went quiet.
After a while, though, Song Xiaoru began to feel uncomfortable again. Unlike the last time, Song Xiaodong didnât hesitate and quickly placed his hands just below Song Xiaoruâs abdomen.
"Dongzi, you..." Song Xiaoru wasnât yet in a state where she couldnât control herself, but Song Xiaodongâs actions immediately made her tense up.
"Iâm helping you..." Song Xiaodong also realized he might have acted a bit prematurely and couldnât help feeling a bit embarrassed.
"You jerk, who said I needed your help?" Song Xiaoru didnât pull away Song Xiaodongâs hand but instead pulled up the blanket to her waist. At least this way, Song Xiaodongâs hand wouldnât be exposed, and she felt a bit better about it.
Seeing that Song Xiaoru didnât reject him, Song Xiaodong, who was about to withdraw his hand, left it there.
With the experience from last time, Song Xiaoru didnât particularly restrain her emotions this time, especially with Song Xiaodongâs hand, which always applied just the right amount of pressure, stimulating her nerves repeatedly, making it easier for her to reach that soaring feeling.
However, Song Xiaoru kept biting the pillow because she didnât want to make any noise, which would be too embarrassing.
"Okay, let go now," Song Xiaoru tugged at Song Xiaodongâs arm.
Song Xiaodong quickly withdrew his hand, asking, "How about another round?"
"Get lost, no way," Song Xiaoru hit Song Xiaodong lightly, her face flushed, but her voice carried a hint of coquettishness, not quite scolding, but rather whining.
Song Xiaodong chuckled and said, "Sis, you look the prettiest right now."
"Not at all... You jerk, youâre teasing me again," Song Xiaoru hit Song Xiaodong again.
Song Xiaodong said, "Iâm serious. Women secrete a lot of estrogen in moments like these, and estrogen is the best thing to enhance a womanâs beauty. Itâs a law of nature, inherent in both animals and humans."
"Thatâs why a woman looks prettier when sheâs in love," he added.
"Humph, I want to be in love too. Can you even allow that?" Song Xiaoru glared at Song Xiaodong.
"That... itâs not that I forbid it, but youâve got to find the right one," Song Xiaodong laughed awkwardly.
"Enough with that, you severe sister complex case. Stop giving me these hypocritical talks here."
"Sis! How about I help you like this..." Song Xiaodong blurted out before he even realized it.
"You..." Song Xiaoru was momentarily stunned, then her face turned completely red as she scolded, "You rascal, simply... youâre just a little scoundrel. Right now, youâre supposed to be treating me, not treating me, you absolutely mustnât do this to me, not allowed at all."
Song Xiaodong shrank his neck and said, "Yes, yes, Sis, I was just saying it. Donât mind me."
"Humph, if you dare talk nonsense with me again, see how I deal with you, just go back to sleep," Song Xiaoru pushed Song Xiaodong off the bed.
"Good night!" Song Xiaodong kissed her on the face, but seeing her beautiful face and those irresistibly inviting red lips, he couldnât help but tilt his head and kissed her on the lips.
"Mmm..." Song Xiaoruâs eyes widened suddenly, but she just stared at Song Xiaodong and didnât push him away.
Encouraged by this, Song Xiaodong leaned down and was soon pressing on top of Song Xiaoru, passionately kissing her lips.
For about half a minute, Song Xiaoru let Song Xiaodong have his way, and then she pushed him forcefully, scolding, "Didnât you finish treating me today? Why are you still treating me?"
"Ah... this... it still needs to be consolidated a bit."
"Is it good now?" Song Xiaoru turned her head away, refusing to meet Song Xiaodongâs eyes.
"It... itâs good now," Song Xiaodong said, and then slipped out of Song Xiaoruâs room, knowing that they both had gotten carried away, but neither one pointed it out, and he had to use such a flimsy excuse to fool himself.