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Published at 15th of January 2024 12:26:48 PM


Chapter 87.1

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“I didn’t go out with someone else. She’s just a young artist from the company,” Song Nanqiao said earnestly, keeping a close eye on Wen Wenyao’s expression. If she had known things would turn out like this, she wouldn’t have gone out to dinner with Shu Baiye.

“Song Nanqiao…”

Wen Wenyao’s eyes were red as she pulled Song Nanqiao close to her, burying her in her embrace.

After a while, the person in her arms finally mumbled, “I get jealous whenever anyone gets close to you.”

This wasn’t an exaggeration at all. Wen Wenyao’s possessiveness towards Song Nanqiao had reached a frightening level. She didn’t want anyone else to have close contact with Song Nanqiao besides herself.

Moreover, when it was a girl with exceptional looks, Wen Wenyao became even more fearful.

“I’m sorry; I will be more careful with others in the future,” Song Nanqiao said, looking at Wen Wenyao with a touch of distress. She would indeed be more cautious from now on.

“Now you realize it?” Wen Wenyao didn’t seem to buy it.

“Well, how can I make it up to you?” Song Nanqiao asked nervously, reaching up to gently stroke Wen Wenyao’s dark hair.

“Can I give you a little punishment?” Wen Wenyao lifted her head.

Although she framed it as a question, her tone was affirmative. She couldn’t easily forgive Song Nanqiao. She still remembered the way that girl waved at Song Nanqiao earlier, and it bothered her.

“Yes,” Song Nanqiao nodded without hesitation.

As long as Wen Wenyao wasn’t angry, everything else was manageable.

“Good.”

The girl in her arms slowly released her, but her expression remained unchanged.

“Driver, please go faster.”

“Yes, Miss.”

The driver didn’t dare to say much and focused on stepping on the gas pedal. What was originally a half-hour journey was compressed to just fifteen minutes.

Song Nanqiao: I feel like I’m in trouble.

719: I detect that Wen Wenyao’s current mood is not good…

……

After returning home, Wen Wenyao directly dragged Song Nanqiao upstairs to their bedroom.

As Song Nanqiao was being pulled upstairs, she caught a glimpse of durians in the living room.

Uh-oh…

Wen Wenyao wouldn’t make her kneel in front of durians, would she?

“Kneel on a keyboard or durians…” Song Nanqiao’s legs trembled, and she had mentally prepared herself.

Chuckling, Wen Wenyao said, “I wouldn’t make you kneel on durians.”

Relieved, Song Nanqiao replied, “Thank goodness.”

Wen Wenyao smiled faintly and pushed Song Nanqiao onto a stool.

“Don’t move.”

Her voice carried a threatening tone, tinged with a seductive huskiness that was unique to women, making Song Nanqiao shiver.

Song Nanqiao simply stared at Wen Wenyao, who proceeded to retrieve a thick rope with handcuffs attached from a box at the bottom of the wardrobe. The handcuffs were lined with soft fur.

The beautiful girl approached step by step, creating a captivating scene, but it filled Song Nanqiao with fear.

“You aren’t thinking of…”

Before Song Nanqiao could finish her sentence, Wen Wenyao grabbed her hand and quickly secured it to the chair.

Song Nanqiao attempted to struggle but was intimidated by her girlfriend’s threatening gaze.

After ceasing her resistance, Wen Wenyao buried her head to secure Song Nanqiao’s other hand.

“No resisting. If you resist, I’ll get angry,”

Wen Wenyao said as she looked down at the person below her, her eyes filled with deep affection. She gently caressed Song Nanqiao’s cheek, and her unique fragrance almost overwhelmed Song Nanqiao.

“Can you be more gentle?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle with you.”

Wen Wenyao said, her gaze somewhat infatuated. She then leaned down to lick Song Nanqiao’s cheek. Song Nanqiao instinctively moved away, trying to stay alert. However, Wen Wenyao firmly held her chin, forcing her to look into her eyes.

“Do you not like it when I’m like this with you?” Wen Wenyao’s expression contained a hint of allure, and there was a glistening drop at the corner of her mouth. She was trying to entice Song Nanqiao and make her fall into the allure of her beauty and tenderness.

“I like it,” Song Nanqiao admitted.

Honestly, despite her fear, Song Nanqiao was still captivated.

It was indeed a dangerous yet beautiful trap.

“What do you want to do?” Song Nanqiao tentatively asked.

“I just want to bind you and keep you by my side,” Wen Wenyao replied, planting a kiss on her.

All these actions were solely for Song Nanqiao’s sake. Wen Wenyao didn’t know why she had bought the rope and cuffs, but at that time, she had thought that if Song Nanqiao ever wanted to leave, she would use these to restrain her and prevent her from going anywhere.

Now, it seemed like it was effective.

“Do you want to do anything else?” Song Nanqiao asked.

“I… I don’t know what else to do,” Wen Wenyao said when they reached this point, her cheeks slightly flushed. She wasn’t sure what meaning there was in tying up her lover like this.

Hmm… She still looked a bit innocent.

Song Nanqiao thought to herself, “Well, that should make me safer.”

“Do you want to?” Song Nanqiao asked.

“Are you serious?” Wen Wenyao felt a small thrill inside; Song Nanqiao rarely discussed such matters with her.

“Yes, as long as you want to,” Song Nanqiao replied.

“But your body…”

Wen Wenyao wanted to, but now she had to consider Song Nanqiao’s well-being and not just her pleasure.

“Once is okay. Can you unlock my handcuffs and then sit on my lap?” Song Nanqiao appeared composed, but her words had made the girl above blush for a while.

“Alright.”

Wen Wenyao bit her lip, nodded slowly, and then, bending down, she unlocked Song Nanqiao’s handcuffs.

In Jinjiang’s clean waters…





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