Chapter 101: Pursuing Love * Sweet Vows

  As Song Shuyu's tongue ravaged her mouth, Sang Hong closed her eyes in a daze, her senses heightened to an extreme degree. She could even hear the sound of saliva swirling in the air.

  Good grief! This is really too decadent!

  Song Shuwei apparently still felt an unusual thirst and hadn't stopped swallowing her saliva, the hot kiss on her lips grew deeper and more forceful, almost suffocating Sang Hong.

  Their lips were closely intertwined until the kiss ended, still seeming inseparable. Xiang Hong leaned against Song Shu Yu's chest, panting heavily, her chest feeling slightly dizzy from lack of oxygen due to prolonged inability to breathe freely, and even had a faint pain.

  Xiang Hong's watery eyes slowly opened, and through her long eyelashes, she gazed at him with a dazed expression. Her eye corners slightly rose, showing some fear and confusion.

  Song Shuwei saw from the dim light that she couldn't hide her charm at the corner of her eyebrows and eyes, it was obvious that this deeply passionate kiss not only made himself infatuated but also made her bewildered.

  He easily sensed the unusual condition of his body that he could no longer restrain, and decided not to torment himself anymore. After several days of intense longing, he finally saw an incredibly beautiful result. At this moment, his heart was filled with satisfaction and joy - what he wanted to eat could finally be eaten openly and gleefully.

  Song Shuyu rubbed his fists and licked his lips, his actions apparently executing what was on his mind a step ahead of his brain.

  He didn't hesitate to transfer the offensive on his lips to a new position, sliding directly from her lips to Xiang Hong's neck.

  In the midst of confusion and uncertainty, she clearly saw Song Shuyu's evil intentions and felt that if she didn't stop her now, she would be powerless to turn back.

  After all, for someone who would blush and go weak in the knees just from a kiss, being intimate in bed was already her bottom line. As for car sex, ahahah, she felt that even thinking about it would make her worry that she'd be labeled as a promiscuous woman.

  Then Shang Hong struggled to wake up from his daze, raised his hand and pushed Song Shuyu's body while saying somewhat annoyed: "Don't, there are people around."

  "Besides us two, who else would dare? Even if you gave them ten thousand guts, they wouldn't come."

  Song Shuwei raised his head and smiled lightly, with a low, husky voice that brushed against Sang Hong's ear, making her suddenly feel a thrill run through her entire body, her hair standing on end, and her eyes widening in excitement. The resistance in her arms seemed to weaken slightly.

  His means and patience in dealing with Sang Hong were always unrestrained and unhurried, he was too familiar with her physical reactions, easily controlling her emotions and senses, leading her to transform into the small model he yearned to see.

  His moves seemed extremely familiar, and it was more than enough to deal with her little girl's foolishness. He didn't use much force at all, just murmuring softly, his lips constantly touching her small face and neck.

  At the time when Sang Hong was infatuated and confused, Song Shuyu had unknowingly unzipped Sang Hong's jacket.

  His palm slipped into the hem of her sweater, his fingertips cool and his palm hot as he pressed against her abdomen, sending a strange and inexplicable shiver down Sang Hong's spine.

  Xiang Hong reached out to grab Song Shu Yu's hand that was messing with her, but the back of her head was caught by Song Shu Yu's other hand. He pressed his lips onto hers, swallowing her weak protests.

  Then Shang Hong, who was caught off guard, could only respond in a flurry of activity.

  "Red, give me, I want to do." Song Shu Yu's voice was filled with moisture, his warm and tender lips lingering on her earlobe.

  Xiang Hong bit her teeth tightly, and even felt like crying, this was beyond her expectation.

  But Song Shuwei was no longer just excited, his breathing had become disordered and his gasps were coarse and scorching.

  ……

  ……

  Ahhhhh——I actually did it in a place like this.

  The first thought that flashed through Sang Hong's mind was this, and the emotions of shame and frustration were not enough to describe her regret and disappointment.

  Too much, what about self-control? She doesn't even have the basic ability to resist temptation.

  Song Shuyu put Sang Hong aside and got up to reach for the tissue paper in front of him.

  Then he sat back and helped her clean up, bearing the satisfaction at the corner of his mouth, patiently helping Sang Hong put on the clothes that had been thrown into a mess.

  Xiang Hong felt her body, which had been ravaged to the point of unbearable pain and extreme sensitivity, was still throbbing with discomfort. Tears continued to flow down her face as she thought about it. At this moment, what she felt in her heart was more than just physical pain - it was probably shame and humiliation. How could she have let things go so far with him without even realizing it?

  Song Shuwei probably also knew that he had just been a bit too savage and excited, so he hugged her softly and coaxed her with a soft voice that was almost unlike him.

  "Red red gui, don't cry. Since you didn't want to, why didn't you kick me flying just now? I thought you liked it."

  Xiang Hong was so angry that she forgot to be wronged, and looked at this shameless guy with some incredulity. She was so angry with him, where did she have the strength to kick him flying? Besides, how could he possibly give her the opportunity to kick him flying?

  Is this the logic of robbers?!

  "Okay, don't be mad at me, okay? You were just comfortable a moment ago, weren't you?" Song Shuyu apologized with a very low posture.

  He was so affectionate and flirtatious with her, could she really not react at all?

  It's really infuriating, is this how you bully people? Is this how you apologize?

  Xiang Hong was so irritated by him that her little universe was infinitely expanding, and she almost went crazy. She raised her hand without thinking and scratched his face. Song Shu Yu looked at her hand coming over and didn't dodge or evade, thinking to himself, let her vent her anger.

  Who knew that Sang Hong's fingertips touched his face, those soft and fluffy tips scratched twice, like scratching an itch, didn't even need to use force.

  What's going on here?

  "What are you doing?" Song Shuyu had been waiting with bated breath to receive punishment, but unexpectedly felt a warm and gentle touch. Alas, this girl has a soft heart! He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

  Xiang Hong was furious, suppressing the resentment in her heart, and sneered: "How thick can a person's skin be? You're too much, you've eaten me to death, and even an apology can make people choke to death."

  The more she spoke, the angrier she became. Thinking that this person would be her lifelong partner made her feel suffocated. He always bullied her like this, and thinking about their future together made her feel like she was living in a world without sunlight.

  The more I think about it, the more unwilling I am. How can I find a way to deal with him? Letting him do whatever he wants, isn't that making her look like nothing?

  If it doesn't work with force, then try gentleness; how can you let him feel comfortable and at ease?

  Xiang Hong gritted her teeth and easily gave up the idea of armed resistance, after all, the enemy was too powerful!

  She covered her face with her small hands and immediately burst into tears.

  Song Shuwei heard her cry, reached out to touch her face, feeling the wet heat on her small face, and felt even more guilty in his heart. His self-control had always been very good, but tonight he suddenly forgot himself and became so unscrupulous.

  They all forgot that she was just a novice who had just started to learn about this aspect, how could she withstand his plunder?

  At this moment, he was filled with regret but could only press his lips to hers in a gentle kiss, softly coaxing her, saying whatever sounded good and swearing that next time he would absolutely not do such a thing again.

  The more he did this, the more Sang Hong felt wronged. She wasn't unwilling, she just didn't want to in the car.

  Why can't he just respect her wishes and go home to do it again? This way she'll still be able to face people tomorrow.

  Ah, ah, ah, just thinking that someone far away is waiting and looking at them, what they are doing in this car, even a toe can guess, feeling even more ashamed.

  Song Shuwei was used to seeing Sang Hong's mischievous and strong-willed side, but he had never seen her look so pitiful and tearful before. This appearance not only failed to make him feel more ashamed, but instead stirred up the violent tendencies that had just subsided within him.

  "Hong Hong, if you keep crying like this, you'll attract those people waiting on the other side to come over and clear up."

  Song Shu Yu swallowed his saliva, half-true and half-false scaring her.

  Actually, he wanted to say that if she continued crying, he would probably transform into a wolf and swallow her. He roughly estimated that if he dared to say so, this little girl would definitely take action against him tonight.

  His threat made Sang Hong cover her face, half-true and half-false tears streaming down her cheeks, as she turned to look out the car window. The sobbing sound hesitated, becoming neither loud nor soft, probably because she wanted to cry loudly but could only hold back, wanting to endure it but feeling that letting this guy off so easily was too humiliating.

  Song Shuwei took one look at her and understood that she had taken his words to heart.

  That's good, she was just angry that he had been too fierce just now, so she made up her mind to take her back first, and when they got home, she would scold and beat her as much as she wanted, so she took her to the passenger seat.

  The group of soldiers hiding in the distance to sneak a peek couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh - look at that speed, I bet Song's mouth is watering, can't wait any longer.

  "Did Song's team just score a run?" a soldier joked.

  "This is terrible, Song Tuan must be really serious this time. Just look at the situation today, even women will be moved to tears and from now on they will follow him devotedly."

  "Good grief, I said he's been acting strange these past two days. It turns out that the stuff in the car that was all wrapped up this afternoon was roses! Too much, too much...I'm speechless. With a move like this, it's just too crushing for us little guys. How are we supposed to go about pursuing our own girlfriends now? What kind of romantic gesture would even give us a bit of confidence?"

  Comrade Wang Xiaoshuai finally lifted the veil of mystery, but could only sigh again and again.

  "Alright, alright, let's get to work and clean up this place. Put the lamps and other things away in storage. As for these flowers, whoever wants them can take them. Those with girlfriends can take a hundred or so, wrap them up nicely at a gift shop, and then go out on a date tomorrow since it's the weekend. Isn't that just perfect?"

  "Come on, why didn't you say so earlier? Just the petals alone that were wasted by putting them in hydrogen balloons are over a hundred. If I had known, I would have put less." Someone chimed in to join the fun.

  "Let's be careful with our calculations, Song Tuan."

  Hahaha——

  Everyone burst out laughing at the same time, and also felt sympathetic. After all, in this late autumn and early winter when grass and trees wither, a rose would cost at least ten yuan, and it's quite a bargain to buy one and give it as a gift.

  They all became happy and sat on the edge of the rose flower pile, arranging the bouquets.

  The car drove to the parking lot of the residential building, Song Shuyu carefully asked Sang Hong not to move, got out of the car and closed the door, turned to Sang Hong's side, wanting to carry her upstairs.

  Xiang Hong twisted and turned, refusing to let Song Shuyu carry her.

  "Good girl, tonight no matter what, we'll go up hugging each other, we won't take the elevator, we'll climb the stairs, I'll carry you up one step, and you have to accompany me for a year."

  Song Shuwei smiled and looked at Sang Hong.

  Xiang Hong blinked her eyes and looked up at the tall dormitory building.

  My goodness, this man looks so tempting, how did he suddenly become so sentimental and touching?

  He lowered his eyelids and said, "When I reach the twelfth floor, even if there are only twenty stairs on each floor, that's still 240 stairs. Where would I have more than 200 years of life to accompany you?"

  "This life is not enough, there's next life, and the one after that, always owing me, accompanying me, how great."

  Song Shuwei found Sang Hong to be extremely interesting, no matter what romantic methods he found in the treasure book, they all transformed into unexpected variations when applied to her, giving him a brand new and unexpected feeling.

  He secretly congratulated himself that he had made up for his lack of knowledge in this area, otherwise, it would have been a brain-wracking task to please her.

  As expected, Shang Hong's reaction left him stunned.

  "You're so beautiful, always bullying me. Spending a lifetime with you would probably be too long." San Hong pouted and playfully sang a duet with him.

  "Don't talk nonsense, how could I bear to bully you." Song Shuyu's laughter was a bit dry, he loved her, okay? How could this girl not distinguish between love and hate.

  "Let's make a deal, let's make a deal. I'll give you one hundred steps in exchange for one year of accompanying me. Once the time is up, you can continue to carry me upstairs and earn more years, okay?"

  Xiang Hong found it interesting too, so she wrapped her arms around his neck and coquettishly asked for pampering.

  Song Shuwei was stunned and then relieved, this was the mischievous little spirit he liked, how could she be deceived by his few sentences of sweet words that he had secretly learned.

  "Alright alright, you decide how it's done and that's how we'll do it. From now on, when we come back, I'll just carry you up the stairs directly."

  It doesn't have to be like this every time, just hug once a year and I'm satisfied. According to everyone, lovers who live under the same roof will gradually experience aesthetic fatigue from seeing each other every day;

  "Now you treat me like a treasure, but maybe after half a year or a few months, you'll get used to it and unconsciously start treating me like a weed. At that time, don't even mention holding me, I reckon you won't even bother to look at me."

  Xiang Hong stuck close to his ear and whispered jokes.

  Song Shuwei burst out laughing and said with a sincere attitude: "You're right, I'll be good to you from now on. If any bad emotions arise, just give me a good scolding."

  Xiang Hong was speechless, thinking of his miserable appearance just now, and disdainfully glanced at him with a slanted eye: "I guess I won't be able to hit your palm no matter what? Saying this is not as good as shutting up."

  "What do you think we should do?" Song Shuyu hugged her and walked steadily to the stairs, finding this topic more and more interesting, so he walked step by step with great interest.

  "It's okay, once you're a bit tired or in a bad situation, I'll patiently remind you to hold me and go up the stairs together. Let's recall how much we used to like each other, and I'm sure we can overcome any obstacle."

  Xiang Hong thought about the long and endless future that even her imagination couldn't reach, and she felt a sense of melancholy.

  Song Shuwei nodded seriously and looked at her: "Good, I've got it."

  Like this, Sang Hong counted the stairs and cheered on the person holding her.

  Song Shuwei felt that he had an inexhaustible amount of energy, and with her in his arms, he wouldn't show any weakness. Step by step, steadily, they climbed towards the direction of home. If this life could be spent with such a mood and affection, how happy it would be.

  More than 200 steps have finally been walked through.

  Standing at the door of her own home, Xiang Hong took out a handkerchief from his pocket and smiled comfortably as she wiped away the fine sweat beads on his forehead: "You're really our family's Hercules, okay, you must be exhausted, put me down now."

  Song Shuwei hugged her tightly and shook his head, indicating that she should take out the key and open the door.

  "Alright, Xiang Hong, from now on you are officially my girlfriend. This little home has a legitimate mistress now."

  Xiang Hong slid slowly down his sturdy arm, smiled shyly at him and lowered her head.

  Song Shu Yu loved the way she looked so obedient and gentle, and immediately pressed her against the door and gave her a passionate kiss.

  The first thing they agreed to do was take a bath.

  Song Shuwei quickly went into the bathroom to adjust the water temperature, poured water into the bathtub, and when he came out, he saw Sang Hong leaning against the dining table on one side of the refrigerator, eating a sandwich in big mouthfuls.

  She saw him come out and use a small fork to pick up a piece of green kiwi fruit and hold it towards him.

  Song Shuwei smiled and raised an eyebrow, happily walking over to lower his head and eat the fruit meat on the small fork: "So sweet!" He praised and licked his lips, and also conveniently licked the whipped cream on her lips clean.

  Xiang Hong smiled sweetly, unaware whether he was praising her own sweet lips or the sweetness of the loquat.

  "The fruit mousse at this house is delicious."

  "Little gluttonous cat, I've taken note of it, and from now on, I'll specially prepare for you."

  Song Shuwei said and entered the kitchen, planning to busy himself with making something to eat. Tonight's chaos had caused both of them to miss dinner.

  He was starving for a couple of meals, but he was worried that the girl would be starved to death.

  Xiang Hong finished eating the fruit mousse and secretly licked the jam off her fingertips, guessing that the water in the bathtub was probably just right.

  She looked into the kitchen and then turned her head to look in the direction of the bathroom, hesitating: "Uh... should we wait a bit and shower together or should I go first?"

  Song Shuyu, who was pouring water into the pot, looked up and smiled slyly at her: "Missing me? Want to wash with me together?"

  Xiang Hong's face turned red with embarrassment and she hastily shook her head.

  Song Shu said with a disappointed face: "I knew you'd think of that precious bathtub before thinking of me."

  Xiang Hong looked at him with a successful hit, and immediately smiled and passed by from behind, hugging his waist, sticking her face to his back, and whispered:

  "Who said that? I know you too well, if we go in together to take a bath, I'm afraid I'll definitely faint from hunger in the bathtub. So, let's put it off till another day, tonight the bathtub is mine alone."

  Song Shuwei nodded repeatedly, urging her to hurry up, and swallowed the words that came to his lips - Of course, it's better to wash Bai Bai white, and it will be more comfortable for me to eat later.

  Sang Hong, who had just finished washing up and was drying her hair with a towel, walked into the kitchen to find Song Shu Yu had already served a steaming hot porridge on the table, along with some signature dishes from Liu's restaurant that Wang Xiao Chui had bought earlier. The sumptuous dinner spread before her left Sang Hong utterly delighted.

  She was hiding a yawn that she couldn't swallow no matter what, feeling soft all over her body, and the sleepiness was unbearable.

  "Looks delicious, but my eyes can't open, what to do?" San Hong walked, feeling that her legs were still trembling until now, all because of this guy's trouble, but looking at his hardworking and complaining appearance, her messy thoughts had long been withdrawn.

  "It's okay, dear, sit here, I'll feed you." Song Shuyu probably also anticipated this situation, and with a heart full of pity, he stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, planning to make amends, his voice filled with remorse.

  Xiang Hong leaned against the warm and comforting embrace, looking at the steaming hot fragrant millet porridge, knowing that he had specially stewed it for her. After all, coming out of the dense forest, if the damp heat in her body was not dissipated, it would be easy to cause inflammation on the wound on her face.

  "Thank you for everything you've done for me." She felt extremely happy.

  Song Shuyu's face was filled with guilt, carefully holding the bowl, one hand holding a spoon to scoop up the porridge that was slightly cooler on top, and brought it to her lips, softly comforting her: "Good girl, open your mouth."

  "Be good, eat your vegetables." Song Shuyu quietly fed her mouthful by mouthful.

  Xiang Hong ate her fill and contentedly closed her eyes.

  "I'm really out of energy, can you carry me to bed? My eyelids are so heavy." She lazily nuzzled into his chest.

  "Okay." Song Shuoye carefully picked her up and carried her back to the bedroom, letting her lie down comfortably on her back. Worried that her meal would be uncomfortable in her stomach, he propped up her shoulders with a pillow, covered her with a quilt, and turned on the air conditioner.

  Make sure she was comfortable lying down before saying, "You lie down first, I'll clean up the things outside and come to accompany you in a while."

  Xiang Hong's lips curled up, and even her eyes couldn't open anymore.

  Song Shuyu quickly ate dinner outside, cleaned up the dining table and kitchen, then washed a battle bath in the bathroom, and couldn't wait to slip into the bedroom.

  Xiang Hong was already lying quietly and breathing evenly.

  Song Shuwei gazed at her adorable sleeping face, gently wrapping his arms around her waist from behind and holding her tightly in his embrace: "Honghong."

  "En." Xiang Hong responded drowsily.

  "It's so uncomfortable to sleep without taking off your clothes." Song Shuyu's hand slipped under her sweater.

  "Wow, you're too thin." He felt the satisfying tactile sensation on one hand, and his lips lightly kissed the skin behind her neck.