Chapter 1823 - 1744: Impatient Like a Monkey (Quadruple Update) (4)

Capítulo 1823: Chapter 1744: Impatient Like a Monkey (Quadruple Update) (4)

Song Xiaodong sat obediently across from Wang Xinyi, couldn’t help rubbing his hands as he looked at Wang Xinyi’s body.

This woman usually pretends to be proper, but now she’s drunk and showing her true colors. She’s wearing a nightgown, nothing underneath, even sleeping in front of a man.

If I take advantage of her, wouldn’t that be beastly?

When meat is right at your mouth and you don’t eat it, when a girl is sleeping on the couch without underwear and you don’t flirt, isn’t that worse than a beast?

“Is she doing this on purpose?” Song Xiaodong pondered inside.

“Probably not, if she were doing it on purpose, last night would have been even better.”

“Yeah, when I called her last night, if she were acting like this, the hint would have been pretty obvious.” Song Xiaodong began his self-debate.

“But it’s broad daylight.” The affirmative debater stated the argument.

“What’s wrong with daylight? Does daylight stop production?” The opposing debater objected.

“Making a move while she’s sleeping does seem a bit sleazy.” The affirmative debater listed the evidence.

“I’m not exactly a gentleman myself.” The opposing debater provided the argument.

“What is she thinking?” The affirmative debater questioned.

“These days, she’s been proper, no sign of flirting.” The opposing debater stated the facts.

“That means she has no intentions.” The affirmative debater concluded.

“If she has no intentions and I take advantage, that’s forcing.” The affirmative debater reasoned further.

“I, Song Xiaodong, never force women.” The affirmative debater reached an important conclusion, silencing the rebuttal!

Song Xiaodong sighed, gently lifted one of Wang Xinyi’s arms, and carried her in a princess carry.

Wang Xinyi still had no reaction.

Song Xiaodong carried Wang Xinyi into her bedroom.

Wang Xinyi’s bedroom had a very minimalistic style, without extra decoration, green curtains, the pink quilt not folded, clothes, stockings, leggings, snacks, and a big bear scattered all over the floor.

Song Xiaodong was reluctant to place Wang Xinyi on the bed.

Wang Xinyi’s frame was small, her body was quite voluptuous, with great bounce when held, the tactile sensation was superb.

“Can’t let myself have no taste of the meat, that would be a loss.”

So, Song Xiaodong discreetly moved his hand up Wang Xinyi’s thigh and squeezed her cheeks hard.

“Mm…” Wang Xinyi let out a soft moan.

“Ah…”

Wang Xinyi’s entire body weight was almost completely pressing on Song Xiaodong’s hand, soft and warm.

“The texture is damn good…”

Song Xiaodong fulfilled a desire he’d been imagining these days, touching these beautiful buttocks, wondering what it’d feel like.

After savoring the moment, Song Xiaodong gently laid Wang Xinyi on the bed, covered her with the quilt, tidied her hair around her mouth, and stood by the bed gazing for a moment.

“Such an ordinary-looking girl, what story could be behind her?” Song Xiaodong shook his head, walked out of the bedroom, and closed the door.

Song Xiaodong looked around the living room.

A typical two-bedroom apartment; the other room was empty. The living room was spacious, with a large TV and a bookshelf filled with various ancient books. Clothes were hung out to dry on the balcony—jackets, shirts, pants, underwear—two pairs of stockings swaying in the wind like four sausages.

Wang Xinyi wore red and purple underwear.

The outer clothes are mostly black and gray, but the underwear colors are rich, and the styles are quite bold.

“Similar to Sun Yiyi’s underwear style.”

“Qingqing is rather conservative, Xuanxuan and Yingying are more cartoon-style, Lin Su’er is quite ordinary, sister is more old-fashioned, only Yiyi’s underwear has many patterns, corrupting all my other wives.”

“Looks like a typical introvert, properly nurtured, she wouldn’t be so inhibited.” Song Xiaodong smirked wickedly.

Song Xiaodong pondered for a while, then walked into the kitchen.

It seemed Wang Xinyi didn’t often cook for herself. There weren’t many seasonings or leftover vegetables in the kitchen.

Chapter 1747: Cooking

The refrigerator, which Song Xiaodong peeked into earlier, contained only drinks, no fruits or vegetables.

Song Xiaodong carefully scavenged around, finding only bean sprouts, tomatoes, vermicelli, and a bit of tenderloin.

“Let’s make a bowl of bean sprout tomato soup then.”

Without delay, Song Xiaodong washed the bean sprouts, put meat in the pot, sautéed spring onions, stir-fried tomatoes, added water to boil, added bean sprouts and vermicelli, added seasoning, brought to a boil, and served.

Hearing the kitchen noise, Wang Xinyi woke up, suffering a bad headache, nauseated, weak, and her stomach growled with hunger.

Last night at the dinner table, Wang Xinyi hadn’t eaten a bite, only had five bottles of white liquor. When she woke up, finding herself in bed, covered with a quilt, she didn’t know how long she’d been asleep. She quickly checked herself, thankfully, her nightgown was still on.

“Oh, drank too much yesterday, got completely dizzy.” Wang Xinyi muttered to herself, frowning.

“Someone else is here at home, if anyone knew me like this, it would be disastrous.” Wang Xinyi regretted bringing Song Xiaodong home.

When she called, Wang Xinyi was sleeping deeply, didn’t think much, having already taught the Cultivation Technique, and had no plans to train Song Xiaodong today. When Song Xiaodong suddenly asked, she couldn’t think of anywhere, so she had him come to her home.

As a result, Song Xiaodong witnessed her messy and scruffy state.

“But why do I care how Song Xiaodong sees me?” Wang Xinyi muttered to herself.

“After teaching the Cultivation Technique, he’ll fly away, and there will be no connection between us.”

Wang Xinyi got out of bed, still staggering, feeling heavy-headed and light-footed.