The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 495 - 493: Long Hair Tied to His Heart: Yu Wei Side Story (19)
Who knew Jun Yu would catch up, wrap his arms around her from behind, and whisper in her ear, "Then can Xiao Wei tell me, who is the person I like?"
A warm breath lingered by her ear, and with every breath, Song Wei felt a tickle. She moved her head uncomfortably, but Jun Yu thought she was struggling and didn’t want to be held, so he held her tighter.
He urged, "Why isn’t Xiao Wei answering my question?"
Song Wei pursed her lips, speaking against her heart, "...How would I know who you like?"
"Do you really not know?" Jun Yu’s voice was tinged with sadness.
"...Hmm, don’t know."
Song Wei turned her face away, no longer looking at Jun Yu.
She was afraid that if she looked any longer, her answer would be different.
Upon hearing this, Jun Yu loosened his grip around Song Wei’s waist, just as Song Wei let out a sigh of relief, thinking Jun Yu wouldn’t pressure her any further.
A pair of large hands held her shoulders from behind, turning her around.
Song Wei was forced to face Jun Yu head-on.
In Jun Yu’s eyes were hints of flames, burning her heart unbearably hot.
Just as Song Wei wanted to ask, "What are you doing?" a pair of cold lips approached, blocking the words she wanted to say. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
Song Wei’s eyes widened in shock, not knowing what to do. Her whole body felt stiff.
Jun Yu held Song Wei’s waist with one hand, pinching her chin with the other, forcing the instinctively retreating Song Wei to get closer, and closer, with no retreat.
Song Wei was forced to stick to Jun Yu’s chest, forced to open her mouth, enduring the man’s passionate love, listening to the man’s intense heartbeat.
The mask covering half of the man’s face brushed against her face, cool and slightly irritating, strongly stimulating her senses. But by comparison, the person biting her lip captured her attention even more.
Her entire focus was on this kiss.
Not knowing how long she was kissed, Song Wei was a little breathless, her face flushed, her calves slightly weak.
Noticing something amiss, Jun Yu finally released her.
Jun Yu reminded her, "Breathe, dummy."
Song Wei took a deep breath, "...I’m not a dummy, hmph!"
"Then I’m the dummy, okay?"
"No way, you’re not a dummy either."
"Hahaha..."
They looked at each other and smiled.
After laughing, Song Wei belatedly realized she was still in Jun Yu’s arms. Jun Yu held her tightly, allowing her to feel the warmth of his body.
And just now, Jun Yu kissed her for so long, her legs went weak, and they still were.
Strangely, she hadn’t refused, just allowing herself to be carried away by Jun Yu? Without even a slight struggle?
Ahhhhh...
What had she just done?
Did Jun Yu now think she agreed to marry him?
She really hadn’t made up her mind yet? Ughhh!
Song Wei’s mind was a mess. She quickly pushed Jun Yu away, hastily ushered him out the door, then slammed it shut and locked it.
Outside, Jun Yu called out, "Xiao Wei, what are you doing? Suddenly, open the door?"
Song Wei leaned against the door, holding her blushing face in her hands, shaking her head, "Not opening, not opening."
Jun Yu, feeling a bit down, quickly said, "Then rest early, I’ll see you tomorrow."
"Hmm!"
But after a while, Jun Yu still stood at the door, not leaving. Song Wei also maintained her position, unmoving.
Both of them were at a stalemate, waiting, but not knowing what they were waiting or standing off for.
Finally, Jun Yu said, "Xiao Wei, I was excessive earlier, scared you, please forgive me, I’ll never do it again."
Song Wei deflected, "See you tomorrow, you should go to sleep soon!"
...
Finally, Jun Yu was persuaded to leave.
Hua Hua followed closely, knocking on the door outside, "Miss, Miss, open up, it’s me, Hua Hua."
Song Wei had just sat on the bed when she heard Hua Hua knocking; she got up again to open the door for Hua Hua.
As soon as the door opened, she saw Hua Hua’s face beaming with a bright smile, the dimples at the corners of her mouth flashing, making Hua Hua look particularly joyful, like a laughing Buddha.
"Why are you smiling like that?"
Song Wei asked, puzzled.
This girl, she’d never seen her this happy before.
Hua Hua said, "I’m happy for the Miss."
"What’s there to be happy about?"
Hua Hua grinned mischievously, raising her hand to make a gesture of two fingers pressing together, then asked Song Wei with a deeper meaning, "Just now, did the Seventeenth Prince and Miss do that when you were alone in the room?"
