The Seductive Beauty Breaks the Insecure Bottom Script [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 25.1

Song Mingjiao had not expected this development at all; his eyes were dazed as he felt the sensation spreading from his lips.

He wanted to raise his hand to push He Wang away, but just as the man had said earlier, the quality of this wine was very good so good that Song Mingjiao could not muster much strength at the moment.

The man’s body was very hot, and his lips were hot too, kissing Song Mingjiao until he was out of breath. He could only make tiny “wu wu” sounds, which sounded more like a reluctant yet welcoming invitation.

“Mingjiao, baby, didn’t you ask me why I hesitated? Because I was thinking, this agreement certainly wasn’t written by you. So, who wrote these detailed service clauses?”

“Was it that bodyguard? Or your capable secretary? Have they also served you like this in the past, attending to every minute detail? Baby? Hmm?”

He Wang constrained Song Mingjiao’s chin, forcing him to endure the kisses. He asked in a low voice; the two were so close at this moment that Song Mingjiao could even feel the vibration of the man’s chest.

While asking, He Wang continued to nibble on Song Mingjiao’s lips. That spot was soft and tender; usually, it was from here that words constantly flowed to seduce him, but at this moment, they could only obediently allow him to kiss.

The moment he was pressed down and kissed by He Wang, Song Mingjiao was first shocked and then annoyed. He showed none of his usual seductive appearance as he pressed against the man’s chest, wanting to push him away, but to no avail.

“Wu wu…”

But gradually, Song Mingjiao felt his lips go numb, and the places that were carefully licked felt itchy. He didn’t know if it was the effect of the alcohol or some other reason; regardless, his waist gradually softened, and the strength drained from his movements to reject the man.

The media room was not large to begin with, and the light was quite dim. The two whispered and lingered on the sofa, and the temperature rose several degrees between their breaths. Song Mingjiao felt dizzy and actually found the kissing somewhat comfortable.

However, when he heard He Wang’s words, he still managed to recover his sanity. In the gap between kisses to catch his breath, he protested seriously: “I told you, you are not allowed to call me baby!”

He Wang did not expect that even at this time, Song Mingjiao’s point of focus was still this.

He let go of Song Mingjiao’s inviting lips; they had already been kissed until they were several shades redder, and the labial tubercle was full and stained with moisture.

“Then what should I call you? Mingjiao, I want a form of address that is different from everyone else.”

He Wang rubbed against the tip of Song Mingjiao’s nose. While speaking, he turned and followed Song Mingjiao’s lips, kissing all the way up, passing the tip of the nose and the cheek, finally taking Song Mingjiao’s earlobe into his mouth.

This place was also soft; Mingjiao was soft all over his body.

Song Mingjiao knit his brows; he was already panting softly. He thought seriously with some difficulty and then said: “I don’t know, think of it yourself.”

Song Mingjiao spoke quite as a matter of course, slightly lifting his chin; it was the full demeanor of a young master.

But he was a young master to begin with.

He Wang felt his blood surge even more as he watched. He could not restrain himself and kissed the side of Song Mingjiao’s face again: “Fine, you are my moon.”

He Wang began to kiss downward.

Song Mingjiao’s body was trembling. Fortunately, He Wang had pressed him against the sofa first; otherwise, he really would have had no strength left.

He asked while panting: “What does this mean again?”

Song Mingjiao did not understand these emotions.

He only felt that every place He Wang touched seemed as if an electric current had scorched it, instantly becoming sour and numb. Of course, it was completely different from the electric shock given by the system as a punishment.

Thinking of this, Song Mingjiao’s eyes suddenly became clear. He called out several times to the system in his mind and received no response; only then did he feel relieved and continued to enjoy He Wang’s service.

At least the system was sensible; if it didn’t crash at a time like this, he would have to disregard any mission consequences, pluck that thing out of his brain, and tear it into eight pieces.

“You don’t need to care, you don’t need to care about anything, Mingjiao. You only need to know that I like you.” He Wang’s breathing was heavy, and his voice was low.

Song Mingjiao gave a lazy and casual “mm,” accepting He Wang’s confession unceremoniously and very randomly, but neither of them thought there was any problem.

He Wang’s hand had already reached the collar of Song Mingjiao’s clothes. It was a thin layer of fabric, designed to guard against a gentleman but not a scoundrel; it could be completely torn apart with just a little force and couldn’t block anything at all.

But He Wang still closed his eyes, then opened them and asked in an even lower voice: “Mingjiao, is it okay?”

Except for the sudden forced kiss at the very beginning, He Wang’s movements until now were generally gentle and restrained; only that increasingly hoarse voice revealed his unquiet heart.

But Song Mingjiao only felt that he had adapted to the rhythm. He thought about how the two of them had already signed a contract; now was the time for him to enjoy himself wantonly.

Although this indulgence was initiated by the lover who first disregarded the rules, Song Mingjiao considered himself a good-tempered benefactor; as long as he was made comfortable, he would be magnanimous and no longer hold a grudge.

Song Mingjiao had already reacted from the initial sudden kiss. His hands climbed up He Wang’s neck, and then with a surge of strength, he pulled the man on top of him even lower, so that the two of them were almost nose to nose.

“He Wang, are you not capable? Hmm, if I’m not satisfied with the inspection of the goods, I’ll go find another lover.”

Although Song Mingjiao’s waist was soft, he had returned to his usual smiling and talking manner, with a bit of scrutiny in his gaze as he surveyed He Wang’s lower half.

He was like a cat that had its fur smoothed and had started to bare its claws and wag its tail again, not understanding the sinister intentions of humans in the slightest.

He Wang’s gaze suddenly deepened: “Fine, Young Master, I will serve you until you are satisfied.”

Song Mingjiao tilted his head, not yet understanding He Wang’s meaning.

But soon, his lips were pried open again. Different from the long-flowing water just now, He Wang’s offensive this time was obviously much more violent.

Song Mingjiao’s teeth were forcibly invaded, and the well-behaved tongue shrinking in his mouth was also violently captured by the intruder, followed by an unavoidable stirring.

Song Mingjiao let out a short “ah,” somewhat out of breath.

At the same time, He Wang’s hand did not stop, undoing Song Mingjiao’s clothes in a few strokes.

The scenery he had desired for so long was finally revealed before him.

They were pink, two small buds, still shivering in the air.

“Cold.” Song Mingjiao knit his brows with some dissatisfaction; he felt the chill on his chest, and his body shook unnaturally.

“It will be warm again soon, be good.” He Wang’s voice was very hoarse; his gaze never left that part of Song Mingjiao.

Then, He Wang opened his mouth.

Song Mingjiao’s body jolted violently; that fair and slender neck tilted back unnaturally, finally leaking out several sounds that had changed in pitch.

This time He Wang had changed to a different place to kiss, but the stimulation brought about was even deeper.

Song Mingjiao felt an indescribable numbness; his skin was covered in sticky moisture.

“It’s soft, baby, you are soft all over your body. Will it be the same there?”

He Wang only raised his head after he had tasted enough, asking in a low voice by Song Mingjiao’s ear.

“I told you, you are not allowed to call—”

Song Mingjiao’s point of focus was always very novel, but it didn’t matter; the rest of the words would be blocked again.

In the media room, the next film had already automatically started playing; it was still He Wang’s film, but the voice coming from the screen was vastly different from He Wang’s voice at this time.

In the movie, the character He Wang played this time was an upright leader who was conducting a pre-battle mobilization: “Lama Highland must be held, no matter the cost.”

The voice was entirely upright, steady, and reassuring.

Song Mingjiao wanted to laugh as he heard it. He exhaled by He Wang’s ear: “Oh, Teacher He is completely different from how he is in the movie. What happened to being an upright gentleman? You’ve made my whole body red.”

Song Mingjiao’s voice contained a hint of laughter; the ending tone was light as if he were acting spoiled.

“Mingjiao, that character is actually a hidden major villain in the later stages. He is not an upright gentleman, and neither am I.”

An upright gentleman would not come to be a lover, would not take a fancy to someone else’s boyfriend, and would not try every possible way to steal someone away.

As He Wang spoke, the force in his mouth increased a few points, making Song Mingjiao unable to hold back a few short gasps.

Song Mingjiao glared at the man. How hateful, he actually gave a spoiler!

The sound of the movie was completely reduced to background noise; neither of them cared anymore. Song Mingjiao’s legs kicked a few times against He Wang’s body: “So hot, you go faster.”

Then, the only remaining fabric on his body quickly disappeared, and a pair of straight, slender legs appeared brightly in front of He Wang.

These legs even wrapped around He Wang’s waist, rubbing restlessly a few times, urging the man’s movements.

Now, Song Mingjiao felt a chill all over his body and couldn’t help but shiver, but he was soon embraced by the fiery man.

The man embraced him very quickly and urgently, forcefully holding Song Mingjiao. The water placed by the sofa swayed under the heavy burden, making the sound of splashing water.

“So wet.” He Wang paused for a moment and said by Song Mingjiao’s ear.

He could see that the walls of the cup were covered in water.

Song Mingjiao’s voice changed in pitch, and his entire body tightened; from his waist and abdomen to his spinal cord, there was a wave of sour numbness. He couldn’t speak at all. !!!

The claw-baring cat was now sticking out its tongue and shaking its head as if resisting, yet the encircling movement of his hands never stopped.

“Baby, why have you stopped talking?”

“…Get lost.”

Song Mingjiao gave He Wang another weak glare and with difficulty spit out the word “get lost,” but his brow and eyes revealed a redness from being nourished; he had no offensive power at all, and couldn’t compare at all to the creaking and swaying sofa at this moment.

How strange; in a small world, can there be such realistic feelings?

Song Mingjiao had never thought about having too many connections with the people of the small worlds. From the moment he bound with the system, he had never planned to follow the missions prescribed by the system.

As for the so-called punishments and consequences, anyway, as the system said when it bound him, this life should have vanished long ago; being able to exchange it for several identities and go to different worlds to play was already a gain.

Of course, Song Mingjiao’s original intention was only to play with the so-called original male lead; he was truly allergic to inferiority and couldn’t stand the original male lead’s style of sitting back and enjoying the fruits of others’ labor. But the subsequent development… well, it should be an accident, or just going with the flow?

However, it was just a night of indulgence with a certain man; it shouldn’t count as a very deep connection… right?

Song Mingjiao was soft all over, and his head was dizzy; he soon threw this deep-level thinking to the back of his mind.

The man embraced him too tightly and too quickly, staring at him with deep eyes as if capturing prey, firmly constraining his waist.

He really could act; normally, one could not tell at all that He Wang was this type.

It seemed this agreement really could take effect; he couldn’t return the goods now.

Intense stimulations overlapped continuously; finally, Song Mingjiao’s mind went blank, and he surrendered.

But the sofa was still moving.

Song Mingjiao couldn’t take it anymore. The indescribable pleasure caused teardrops to appear at the corners of his eyes; it was comfortable.

He reached out to push He Wang; the movement was soft and weak. With a bit of a nasal tone, he murmured: “Withdraw quickly, I don’t want it anymore.”

But the man only licked his earlobe again soothingly and showed no intention of lessening the intensity at all.

“Baby, Mingjiao, soon, very soon.”

He pressed against Song Mingjiao’s stomach; it was already bulging, and a shape could be vaguely felt.

“I am… commanding you. You must abide by a lover’s… mm, professional ethics.”

Song Mingjiao spoke intermittently and was a bit dizzy; he realized in hindsight that perhaps he shouldn’t have drunk so much wine, he was intoxicated.

When those eyes filled with spring-like sentiment glared over, He Wang only felt even more burning inside. Not only did he not feel annoyed, but he almost had a nosebleed.

The little cat was finally caught by the back of its neck and had its fur licked smooth; it no longer hissed and could only retract its claws, patting the human with its soft paw pads, without a bit of harm.

“Fine, Young Master, then punish me, punish me—”

He Wang leaned down by Song Mingjiao’s ear and said a sentence.

Song Mingjiao’s eyes widened in disbelief, and the tuft of hair on top of his head stood up in anger. Just as he was about to speak, his mouth was sealed again, and he only made whimpering sounds.

When it ended again, the sofa finally stopped, and the water cup next to it no longer trembled; only the water inside had disappeared without a trace.

Song Mingjiao’s fingers were sour and soft, without any strength. He lay limply on the sofa, allowing He Wang to wipe his body for him.

The man was both sated and beaming with joy. Song Mingjiao felt annoyed looking at him and simply closed his eyes.

But He Wang actually leaned in. While serving the young master by putting on his clothes, he said by the young master’s ear:

“It’s sweet, baby.”

Song Mingjiao was a bit dehydrated. Supporting himself with his weak hands, he with difficulty picked up the throw pillow on the sofa and threw it over:

“Get lost!”

The man complied and rolled from Song Mingjiao’s shoulder to his waist.

He rubbed Song Mingjiao’s stomach for him. It was still very bulging, but just now it had the hardness of a foreign object, while now it had become a fluid sensation.

He Wang pressed down lightly, as if he had pressed onto a bursting cream puff; even Song Mingjiao’s body trembled uncontrollably.

“It has to be gotten out, Mingjiao. I’ll carry you to the bath, okay?”

He Wang asked softly. When he was moving just now, he was a bit rough; the sound of Song Mingjiao’s rejection made him feel even more excited, but now that it was over, he felt that he shouldn’t have been like that.

Song Mingjiao was too lazy to move; he directly reached out for He Wang to pick him up. He closed his eyes and pointed the way; fortunately, he had sent all the servants away earlier.

He knew he wouldn’t be able to leave the media room standing today!

Song Mingjiao enjoyed the most attentive service from his lover all the way. It was just that this newly promoted lover clearly had never served anyone before and couldn’t compare to the people around him at all.

“President Song, did my trial pass?”

He Wang was wiping Song Mingjiao’s hair. The strands under his hand were very smooth; he was very careful, fearing he might accidentally break a single one.

“Mmm, just barely.”

Song Mingjiao propped up his head, half-asleep. At this moment, he was in a state where he didn’t have to lift a finger for anything, feeling so comfortable that he didn’t want to move any part of his body.

The man’s technique was not bad. Very good! Coming to this small world wasn’t in vain; sure enough, the world outside the main storyline is more exciting.

The bath was very large, and the water inside was also temperature-controlled. After the two of them got out, misty vapor still lingered above the bath.

Song Mingjiao’s head was nodding. He Wang was worried he would fall asleep here, as dampness was not good for the body. After drying Song Mingjiao’s hair as best as he could, he again picked the person up in a horizontal carry and walked outside.

But when they came out, He Wang saw an uninvited guest.

It was the bodyguard Li Yuanhua, who had a poor complexion. After seeing them come out, he barely managed a twitch of the corner of his mouth.

He Wang reflexively hugged Song Mingjiao tighter, turning his body to avoid Li Yuanhua’s hand that reached out to take the person away.

“Why are you here? Are servants these days so lacking in discernment?”

He Wang held Song Mingjiao tightly; the words he spoke had the full air of being the legitimate partner.

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