Reborn! Caught Up by the Critically Obsessed Actress - Chapter 25

Although these words held no sense of threat, facing Xie Jingcheng’s coercion, Song Qingxing had no thought of resisting and closed her eyes.

She thought that at most, it would just be tiring.

Xie Jingcheng was very slow in binding her; every move she made possessed a slow, deliberate elegance.

Leaving home today, Xie Jingcheng was still wearing glasses. The black-rimmed spectacles made her look like a white-collar worker in an office.

It was a pity that the behavior she displayed was so unrestrained.

The slender wrists were slowly wrapped with black rope. This scene couldn’t be described as overtly seductive, but it could make the deep desires in one’s heart slowly surge.

Xie Jingcheng looked up at Song Qingxing, whose eyes were closed.

An expression that said, “I am ready to accept the punishment, come on,” made one’s heart want to smile.

Slowly leaning closer, their noses touched, and Xie Jingcheng actively kissed the soft lips she had coveted for a long time. The fervor enveloped their mouths.

It made them reluctant to separate.

Slender fingers slowly gripped her arm. Separated by the thin shirt, her palm felt the soft skin beneath—she truly wanted to go a little further.

However, Xie Jingcheng still maintained her rationality, knowing they were in the car. But, having finally caught the little kitten making a mistake, how could she not tease her a bit more?

Thus, the kiss intensified.

Just as Song Qingxing was about to run out of breath, the car door was suddenly knocked, like a thunderclap in the dark night.

Xie Jingcheng immediately pulled away. Years of cultivation allowed her to restrain herself from cursing out loud. If it had been anyone else, their mouth would probably have been full of obscenities, with not a single coherent word.

Xie Ze, standing outside the door, knocked for a long time but received no response, making him somewhat confused.

However, because the car was fitted with highly private black window film, he couldn’t see the situation inside. Assuming no one was in the car, he planned to open the door.

His fingers had just touched the silver-plated door handle when the door was “swished” open. Xie Jingcheng stared at her cousin.

This time, she finally couldn’t hold back.

“Xie Ze, what do you want? This is my car.”

“I have no obligation to give you a ride back today.”

She originally did, but upon learning that he had led her to a bar full of men just to provoke An Wenqing, Xie Jingcheng instantly felt that abandoning her cousin in the bar was not a major mistake.

“Cousin, I honestly didn’t know you were inside.”

Xie Ze’s face was flushed red as he lowered his head, but the corners of his eyes couldn’t help but glance into the car, clearly with a burning soul of gossip inside.

The situation inside the car wasn’t very bright, as the lights hadn’t been turned on.

He could only see a woman leaning against the car window, her clothes disheveled, revealing a snowy white shoulder and a pinkish collarbone.

Her hands seemed to be held together, bound by a black satin ribbon that trailed down to her knees.

Xie Ze’s breathing almost stopped.

He had thought his cousin would suddenly see through the world in her later years, renounce the material world, and become a great Buddhist nun.

It turned out she had someone she liked.

She had hidden it so well; their entire Xie family was unaware.

“Since you know now, you should leave. Also, what are your eyes looking at? If you look any more, I don’t mind digging your eyeballs out.”

Xie Jingcheng’s tone was dismissive.

But people who knew her personality understood that although Xie Jingcheng might not actually dig out eyeballs, she had thousands of ways to punish someone.

Xie Ze hurriedly closed his eyes.

Perhaps he was too anxious; when stepping back, Xie Ze tripped over his own feet, stumbled, and fell. His palm was scraped, but he ignored the pain and left.

“Cousin, I was wrong!”

“I won’t dare next time! Please don’t tell my dad!”

Only his terrified voice carried through the wind into Xie Jingcheng’s ears.

The car instantly returned to silence. No one spoke. The anger that had been bubbling up in Xie Jingcheng was subdued by her cousin’s interruption.

She looked down at the stupid thing she had done, feeling utterly vexed.

Crude and aggressive methods would only push the woman she loved further away. This was something she should understand without being taught, yet how could she have spontaneously committed such a ridiculous act?

“I’m sorry, I let my emotions get the better of me just now.”

Xie Jingcheng raised her hand to untie the satin ribbon binding Song Qingxing’s wrists. As she untied it, Xie Jingcheng noticed a circle of bruising on the fair skin of the other woman’s wrist, showing how much force, she had used just now.

The guilt in her heart deepened a few more degrees.

“It’s nothing.”

“I also did something wrong.”

“I should have told you before going to a place that sells beauty.”

Song Qingxing rubbed her wrists and then thought to rummage through her bag to find her phone.

Song Qingxing unlocked it and handed it to Xie Jingcheng.

“Look.”

“If I violated any part of the agreement, I would be drowned in a stinky ditch right now.”

Song Qingxing had died in a putrid green water in her previous life, making this curse far more vicious to her than being struck by five bolts of thunder.

Facing the phone offered to her.

Xie Jingcheng wavered and hesitated.

But she maintained her original intention, raised her hand, and covered the phone with her palm.

“If I believe you, I won’t doubt you again. I don’t need to see the proof, and you don’t need to make such a potent vow.”

Xie Jingcheng’s expression was serious, not at all like she was just trying to placate someone.

“I apologize for what happened today. So, for the sake of fairness, Song Qingxing… you can punish me once.”

Xie Jingcheng was always one to address matters directly.

If she accidentally stepped on someone or slapped them, saying sorry wasn’t enough to resolve it. If the other person was willing to hit back or step back, that was the best resolution.

This was her belief.

So, she offered Song Qingxing the same compensation.

Song Qingxing originally intended to refuse. As a canary, what right did she have to make such an excessive demand of her sugar daddy?

But a sudden flash of inspiration changed her mind.

After all, Xie Jingcheng was a film empress!

Using her to hone her acting skills would be absolutely perfect.

So, Song Qingxing reached out and wrapped her arms around the other woman’s neck.

Perhaps due to their struggle just now, Song Qingxing’s collar was open. A delicate, subtle fragrance wafted into her nasal cavity—it was a woody scent.

But it wasn’t spicy.

Instead, it was the smell of fresh wood that had just been cut, refreshing and gentle, like a breeze caressing the face.

Xie Jingcheng had tried this perfume before, but when she wore it herself, it just felt like a fragrance, at most a pleasant woody scent. But now that it had changed wearer, the feeling it conveyed and the state of mind it induced were completely different.

Her lips were tightly pursed.

Damn it!

What should she do if she wanted to tease her again?

As her thoughts drifted, her neck was hooked.

Song Qingxing smiled sweetly, like an apricot blossom in early spring, tender and enchanting.

“Alright then, I’m going to propose a punishment.”