He couldn’t help but think about Ning Shu and that woman living together in this house. They had lived together for half a year, kissing and being affectionate…
Shen Ji could not bear it any longer.
His eyes were bloodshot and he looked like he could devour someone.
“How many times have you kissed?”
The young man looked at the man with a terrifying expression, speaking each word slowly.
Ning Shu’s eyelashes trembled slightly. The original owner had kissed Lin Qingqing several times, although not excessively. He couldn’t help but purse his lips and open his mouth: “….Five.”
Shen Ji didn’t speak, his eyes seemed shrouded in heavy gloom.
He glared at Ning Shu, pulling his lips into a sneer. “Five times?”
The black-haired boy smiled, but his smile didn’t reach his eyes. His expression was cold as still water: “Do you remember clearly, Ning Ge?”
Ning Shu’s throat tightened.
He possessed the original owner’s memories, though they weren’t perfectly clear. But these memories were in his mind, and besides, wasn’t it Shen Ji who had started things? How could he answer his question and end up with such a dark look on his face?
He then thought of himself being Shen Ji’s lover now. Shen Ji was a possessive person, unable to tolerate his things being touched by others.
Ning Shu opened her mouth, but couldn’t speak.
Shen Ji’s eyes flashed with anger.
Once was already too much for him to bear, let alone five times. What’s more, he had only asked casually, yet the man was able to accurately state the number of kisses they had shared.
Then I thought about Liu Zhe saying that Liu Shu loved Lin Qingqing so much, even planning their future together…
He lowered his eyes, that obscure gaze; falling upon the man’s lips.
The next second.
Shen Ji raised Ning Shu’s face expressionlessly, then kissed her forcefully.
Ning Shu widened her eyes slightly.
”
He was pushed hard against the wall by Shen Ji, the black-haired boy towering over him by more than a head. He came at him with ferocious intensity, biting down on his lips and tongue as if he were a wild beast making love to him.
A wisp of smoke quickly rose in his eyes.
Shen Ji didn’t let go of any inch of his mouth, as if he were disinfecting that place, licking it meticulously.
Ning Shu closed her eyes, her lips numb.
Shen Ji took a fierce bite of his tongue, then tossed it around wildly in his mouth.
Ning Shu, unable to bear it any longer, reached out in pain and pushed the other person away.
Shen Ji was pushed back a step by his forceful shove.
Then he stood there, his phoenix eyes fixed on her. His brows and pupils were dark and heavy with emotion.
Ning Shu took a deep breath, her lips pressed tightly together: “….What are you doing, Shen Ji.”
Shen Ji stared at him, his voice cold: “I’m disinfecting Ning Ge.” He stared at the man’s lips, saying lightly: “She kissed you five times, so I’ll disinfect you five times. There are four left.”
He finished speaking and then walked over.
Despite being an adult male larger than his opponent, Ning Shu was no match for Shen Ji’s youthful vigor. He was helplessly restrained by Shen Ji in the living room, the other man bending down to sweep across his mouth with wanton abandon.
Ning Shu felt like she was suffocating, her lips didn’t feel like her own, and neither did the inside of her mouth.
It felt like my limbs were numb and I had lost all sensation.
I don’t know how long it had been.
Shen Ji relaxed his grip and let go of him. His eyes were filled with anger, yet a hint of a smile played on his lips as he said, “… I forgot something. Would you like to come with me to see it, Ning Ge?”
After the other party finished speaking.
Ning Shu’s eyebrows twitched inexplicably, as if something bad was about to happen. His throat tightened.
I couldn’t help but ask: “What…?”
Until the moment she made a sound, Ning Shu felt like she wasn’t herself.
Shen Ji touched his lips, thinking about how those lips had been touched and kissed by other women.
The gloom and obscurity in her eyes grew more pronounced.
In his mind, he relentlessly dissected Lin Qingqing’s entire being. Then, looking at the man before him, Shen Ji remained expressionless: “Go and have a look, Brother Ning will know.”
Ning Shu didn’t speak, Shen Ji held him up.
He is also an adult male weighing over one hundred pounds.
But Shen Ji held him up with effortless ease. In fact, often Shen Ji would hold him and in the living room… for several hours of….
Ning Shu closed her eyes, unwilling to think about those shameful things, her toes curled slightly.
And Shen Ji held him, then pushed open another bedroom.
Ning Shu didn’t say anything, but she felt a little uneasy. This room was furnished by the original owner for Lin Qingqing, and many things inside were arranged according to Lin Qingqing’s taste. However, after the two broke up, the original owner didn’t want to reminisce about the past, so they disposed of everything.
When Ning Shu arrived, no one was living in this bedroom.
Only Shen Ji had stayed in this room for a period of time when he was suffering from amnesia, and now the other party brought him here, what did they want to do?
After Shen Ji brought the person inside…
He then let the thing go and walked straight to a drawer, reaching out with that long, white finger of his to open it.
He took out the item.
Ning Shu was stunned when she saw what Shen Ji had in his hand. Though she was a man, she could still recognize that the item in Shen Ji’s hand was a black silk stocking, something only women would wear.
“Ning Ge, guess what this is?”
Shen Ji smiled ambiguously.
But his demeanor, was far more frightening than the blank expression on his face.
Ning Shu’s eyelashes trembled, and she immediately reacted. This must be Lin Qingqing’s. That is, the original owner’s ex-girlfriend’s belongings. When Lin Qingqing moved out, she might have left some of her things behind.
…and the original owner didn’t notice it either.
However, he didn’t know how Shen Ji had found out.
Shen Ji just held the black stocking and said, “Brother Ning knows where I found it?”
He glared at that corner.
“If I hadn’t found out, do you think you could have kept this from me forever, Ning Ge?”
When Shen Ji discovered this thing, many thoughts flashed through his mind. The only thing he hadn’t expected was that the man would dare to deceive him. His chest rose and fell, as if something was exploding inside.
The eyes were **terrifying**.
A woman’s things, or stockings.
He looked over, a smile threatening to break out. “That’s why I called and had Ning Ge come back. I wanted to know what this was all about. Turns out it interrupted something you two were up to…”
Ning Shu opened his mouth, wanting to defend himself. But in the end, he didn’t say anything, falling silent. Even if he tried to argue, it wouldn’t be of any use because he couldn’t deny being the original owner.
He couldn’t tell Shen Ji, and he had no way to prove his innocence.
So Ning Shu could only remain silent, implicitly agreeing.
Shen Ji took something and walked over. Looking at him, he said, “Ning Ge, you actually came to tell me what this is?”
Faced with Shen Ji’s questioning.
Ning Shu stood still and could only say, “…it’s stockings…. a pair of stockings, black stockings.”
“How did a woman’s stockings end up in Brother Ning’s room?” Shen Ji’s gaze was cold and sharp, like ice. If the atmosphere were a tangible thing, no one around him would dare to approach.
At this time, Shen Ji looked utterly inhuman.
Ning Shu’s heart skipped a beat, and she pursed her lips: “…..Xiao Ji, I don’t know why Lin Qingqing’s stockings would be here.”
But the sentence seemed to have touched on something in Shen Ji’s nerves.
His bloodshot eyes were even more prominent, staring at Ning Shu with an impassive face. “Since Brother Ning doesn’t know, then you might as well demonstrate it yourself,” he said.
……
Ning Shu clutched the wardrobe. If he knew Shen Ji knew about Lin Qingqing’s existence, he would go crazy like this, and he wouldn’t have bothered with Lin Qingqing…
Shen Ji just looked at the black stockings on his legs.
A smile played on her lips, but her eyes were cold as ice: “Brother Ning, you’ll look better in it than that woman ever could.”
Ning Shu pursed her lips: “….Xiao Ji, please calm down, okay?” He took a deep breath: “…Shen Ji, I’m a man, not a woman.”
Shen Ji just looked at him coldly and asked about something else: “Did that woman used to live in this room?”
The man stayed silent, as if taking it for granted.
Ning Shu felt like a ragdoll being tossed around, shame filling him to the brim. It made him shrink back slightly.
Shen Ji’s slender fingers reached towards his legs. His slightly drooping eyes held a condescending look.
There is one more leg.
He suddenly spoke, “Did Brother Ning show you that woman before? Was she pretty? Brother Ning must have liked her a lot.”
His leg was grasped tightly in a hand.
Shen Ji smiled slowly, his expression as cold as ice: “But Ning Ge’s legs are also very thin and white. Who knows who would look better wearing them…”
Ning Shu couldn’t take it anymore, she couldn’t stand Shen Ji’s insults, nor could she bear his coercion.
He couldn’t help but close his eyes, then open them again, letting out a breath. He pleaded softly, “Please…Xiao Ji, don’t do this…”
Shen Ji lowered his head and looked at the man’s legs.
The legs wrapped in stockings were long and slender, not the kind of exaggerated thinness, but a kind of masculine flexibility. The skin was smooth and fair, as if he could pinch out a blush of silkiness just by touching it.
He certainly knew how good Ning Shu’s legs were, having been pressed against his waist so many times.
Shen Ji leaned closer, his tongue teasingly circling: “How’s that?” There was no smile in his eyes: “Wearing your ex-girlfriend’s stockings, being…” in this room by me? Ning Ge.”
……
When Ning Shuo woke up, the sky was already bright. He closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
Physical sensations washed over him, reminding him of what had happened the day before.
reminding Shen Ji how he made him wear Lin Qingqing’s stockings, forcing him to look in the mirror, at that bed, and even making him lean against that wardrobe…