Chapter 280: Chapter 279: Zhao Meimei, You Need to Be Disciplined, Right?
After kissing enough, Shi Yang moved away, smiling at Zhao Meimei.
Zhao Meimei still clung to Shi Yang’s neck, unwilling to let go. She felt that waking up to see Shi Yang was a happiness that felt like a dream.
Zhao Meimei asked, "Brother, when did you get back?"
Shi Yang reached out to brush aside the hair that had fallen over her face: "Just now, you should get some more sleep."
Zhao Meimei shook her head, cuddling close to Shi Yang: "I’m not sleeping anymore."
Shi Yang pinched her butt: "If you’re not sleeping, then get up. I brought chicken wings for you from that famous shop on North Street. Do you want some?"
"Sure." Zhao Meimei quickly got up and followed Shi Yang to the living room to eat.
Zhao Meimei went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and Shi Yang’s phone beeped. Zhao Wendada had sent him a message asking him to check his email and help choose some window mannequins.
After reading the message, Shi Yang turned to the bedroom to go online.
The computer was in sleep mode, and the unlock password was his and Zhao Meimei’s birthdays.
The computer screen showed a paused movie scene, looking like a kitchen, but Shi Yang didn’t pay much attention and was about to minimize the page when Zhao Meimei suddenly rushed in anxiously.
Seeing Shi Yang sitting in front of the computer, Zhao Meimei immediately panicked and leaned over to cover the monitor.
Shi Yang was taken aback and looked at Zhao Meimei in surprise.
Zhao Meimei’s face turned red, with a guilty look on her face, her eyes darting everywhere, avoiding Shi Yang’s gaze.
"Hmm?" Shi Yang glanced at Zhao Meimei inquisitively: "What are you doing?"
Zhao Meimei bit her lip, looking at Shi Yang with a pout, hesitantly called: "Brother."
Shi Yang didn’t respond and continued to stare at Zhao Meimei, his gaze turning from inquisitive to scrutinizing: "Move aside."
Under Shi Yang’s stare, Zhao Meimei reluctantly moved her hand away.
Shi Yang glanced at her, then took hold of the mouse and hit play.
On the screen, a man and a woman soon entered the kitchen scene, both only wearing underwear.
The content then became explicit.
The sound from the computer was low, but the moans and gasps were still clearly audible.
Zhao Meimei’s face flushed, even her ears turned red. She hadn’t paid much attention to the sound when watching furtively before, but now, listening in front of Shi Yang, it seemed deafening.
Zhao Meimei anxiously watched Shi Yang, whose expression seemed calm without any particular reaction, making Zhao Meimei nervously call: "Brother."
Shi Yang shifted his gaze from the bodies on screen to Zhao Meimei, half-closed his eyes, and smirked: "Zhao Meimei! Is this how you prepare for exams at home?"
Zhao Meimei immediately felt embarrassed and played the victim: "Not really, I was just curious."
Shi Yang snorted: "Curious about what? About what men look like, or curious about how this is done?"
Zhao Meimei lowered her eyelids, unsure of how to continue this conversation.
Suddenly, Shi Yang pulled her onto his lap, enclosing her tightly in his arms.
Zhao Meimei swallowed dryly and asked: "Brother, what are you doing?"
"Watching a movie!" Shi Yang held Zhao Meimei as they reclined on the computer chair, lifting her slightly to seat her between his legs: "It’s been a long time since I’ve watched anything. Where did you find this film? Is it good?"
Zhao Meimei almost choked on her own saliva, struggling to get up: "I, I don’t want to watch!"
"You don’t want to watch? You’ve already seen it? Then watch it with me again." Shi Yang held her tight, leaning close to her ear to ask: "Is this your first time watching?"
Zhao Meimei stammered: "Yes, it is. Oh, please, stop watching."
Shi Yang tilted his head, looking at her reddened ear roots: "What’s wrong? Do you not want to watch with me, or do you want to watch by yourself?"
Zhao Meimei closed her eyes, taking a deep breath: "Brother, I was wrong. I won’t watch it again next time."
In Shi Yang’s voice, there was no joy or anger: "Oh, come on, isn’t this quite interesting? I’m not home, so you watch movies to keep yourself entertained, what’s wrong with that!"
Zhao Meimei felt utterly embarrassed, unable to endure it any longer, she turned around and hugged Shi Yang’s neck, writhing and burying her face in his neck, pleading: "Brother, I really was wrong. I won’t watch it again next time."
Shi Yang tugged at her ear and asked: "Feeling pent-up?"
The warm breath from Shi Yang hit Zhao Meimei’s ear, causing her to shiver and feel a tingle down her spine.
The moaning sounds from the speakers continued, suddenly reminding Zhao Meimei of all the messy scenes she had previously watched, flooding her mind like a dam breaking.
Zhao Meimei sheepishly whimpered: "No... I just missed you."
Shi Yang patted her burning cheek, squeezing out words through his teeth: "Missed me, so you watched other men to cope? Zhao Meimei! I think you need some discipline!"
Zhao Meimei clung tightly to Shi Yang’s neck, wriggling and acting spoiled: "When I was watching, I was thinking of you the whole time, I didn’t even notice the people."
Shi Yang pinched Zhao Meimei’s waist: "Oh? So what were you thinking about me?"
Zhao Meimei wriggled from the ticklish feeling. She straightened up to look at Shi Yang and as they locked eyes, both of their gazes began to change.
Shi Yang made a slight movement, causing Zhao Meimei to tremble on his lap, and this subtle sensation slowly spread across their bodies from the parts that were in contact.
"Brother..." Zhao Meimei called out softly, noticing that her voice was a bit shaky.
Shi Yang responded in a low voice: "What’s up?"
Zhao Meimei looked at him intently, unable to hide her affection and desire in her eyes. She hugged Shi Yang’s neck, nuzzling his earlobe with her nose, and asked coquettishly: "Can I kiss you?"
Shi Yang lowered his gaze, smiling handsomely, enjoying Zhao Meimei’s dependence and longing for him.
Shi Yang leaned back on the computer chair, using his chest and elbows to support Zhao Meimei, and kissed her roughly on the lips, as if wanting to swallow her whole. His hot kiss felt like devouring, while his agile tongue invaded Zhao Meimei’s mouth, sweeping through her teeth and tongue.
Shi Yang tantalizingly teased, making Zhao Meimei feel extremely ticklish.
The sounds from the speakers became urgent and intense, and Shi Yang suddenly lifted Zhao Meimei from the chair, carrying her to the bed in a few steps, pressing her down together.
Shi Yang took off his clothes and then started undressing Zhao Meimei.
Supporting himself on his arms, he looked down at Zhao Meimei, his dark and captivating eyes gazing at her. Shi Yang asked: "Do you want me?"
Zhao Meimei nodded as if possessed: "Yes."
Shi Yang’s gaze suddenly softened, he bent down to give Zhao Meimei a gentle kiss, and with restrained sigh said: "I’ll wait for you for another half year, until you’re of age. Any longer, I might not be able to endure it..."