The following process was incredibly tacit between the two of them.
Song Xi's fingertips traced his collarbone, then she whispered something in his ear. Lou Yuming's eyes widened for a moment, then he smiled.
He leaned down and blocked her mouth.
Little thing...
She said that when she dreamt, she didn't remember eating anything, only hitting something.
Since the stage had been set, how could there be a reason not to ascend it?
Most importantly, Song Xi wanted it too.
Adult desires could exist without emotions. As long as it brought joy and happiness, what was wrong with indulging for once?
An hour was indeed not enough.
Lou Yuming was full of energy that day, forcing Song Xi to say all the things she usually put on a brave face and didn't want to admit, right there on the bed.
By the end, Song Xi was so exhausted she passed out, and only then was he satisfied.
He reached out and brushed the stray hairs away from her cheek, his gaze gradually softening, like a pool of spring water.
...
By the time Song Xi woke up, it was already afternoon.
Lou Yuming had already left, but the air still seemed to hold the lingering scent of their morning intimacy.
It had been too long since they last made love. Song Xi's body ached all over, but her heart felt an inexpressible sense of fulfillment. Dopamine stimulated adrenaline, and a saying on the internet was quite right: appropriate release was beneficial to one's physical and mental health.
That's why when she woke up this morning, even though she had seen through his lie long ago, she still went along with him. After all, Lou Yuming's skills were undeniable; she had thoroughly enjoyed those few hours.
Song Xi lay in bed for a while, then sent a text message to Xiao Mo, asking her to help her find a new place.
She had to move. After all, she had already said she would.
Xiao Mo: [Got it, Sister Song Xi!]
Song Xi also asked: [How's Assistant Yao's hand?]
Xiao Mo: [Rabbit crying emoji]
Xiao Mo: [The doctor said it's a ligament strain. He had a cast put on yesterday.]
Song Xi: [That serious? Did you buy anything to thank him?]
Watching the "typing..." notification appear above Xiao Mo's head, Song Xi knew she probably hadn't bought anything yet. Xiao Mo was usually carefree, smart at times, but sometimes quite oblivious.
Song Xi: [Go now and buy him some fruit and flowers.]
Song Xi: [I've transferred some money to you.]
Xiao Mo was flustered: [No need, Sister Song Xi, I have money!]
Song Xi: [Take it. After all, if you hadn't asked him to call Yao Yifan yesterday, he wouldn't have gotten hurt. Take it, or I'll be angry.]
Xiao Mo: [Wuwuwu, I'll go now! Oh, by the way, Sister Song Xi, where does Assistant Yao live?]
Song Xi actually didn't know. But she figured Yao Yifan was probably at work.
She sent Xiao Mo the address of the Zhang Group.
Song Xi: [Just go directly to the company.]
Xiao Mo: [Okay!]
Song Xi transferred two thousand yuan. With that money, Xiao Mo bought a luxurious fruit basket and some flowers.
Upon arriving at the Zhang Group, the receptionist assumed Xiao Mo was a delivery person and told her to leave it in the lobby.
Xiao Mo struggled to say: "...No, I want to see Assistant Yao!"
"Assistant Yao?" the receptionist asked. "Please wait a moment, I'll call and ask."
Xiao Mo nodded, her hands and feet getting restless.
Another receptionist said, "Miss, you can put the basket on the floor first."
Xiao Mo shook her head.
The receptionist: "Don't worry, the floor is very clean. We have dedicated cleaning ladies who sweep it every day."
"No..." Xiao Mo clutched the bouquet. "If I put it down now, I won't know how to carry it later."
The receptionist: "...Perhaps we can help you take it up."
"No!" Xiao Mo was getting stubborn. "This is a gift of gratitude from me to someone else. I have to deliver it to him personally!"
"...Alright."
Not far away, a woman, elaborately dressed with wavy hair and fiery red lips, wearing black sunglasses, appeared in the lobby.
She walked to the reception desk, glanced at Xiao Mo, whose face was obscured by the basket and flowers, then arrogantly lifted her chin. "I have an appointment with Manager Liu from your company."
The receptionist: "May I ask your name, and I'll check for you."
"Leng."
After checking, the receptionist said, "Miss Leng, this way please. Manager Liu is on the eighteenth floor."
Leng Xiao Yi flicked her head and strode forward haughtily.