Chapter 2239: Chapter 2075: Slimming Tea_3

Qiao Yutong turned her head and glanced at Song Xiaodong, starting to pull out her other arm from the sleeve of the pajamas, the smooth skin rubbing against the velvet pajamas, emitting a soft rustling sound like petals falling to the ground.

The entire slender, fair arm emerged slowly and completely from the pajamas, and whether intentionally or accidentally, with a "pula" sound, the yellow pajama top softly fell to the floor.

"Does it look good?"

Qiao Yutong asked gently in her most soft, alluring, innocent, yet charming voice.

She knew that Song Xiaodong had seen it all.

Song Xiaodong decided to express his feelings and thoughts with his own actions, suddenly standing up.

In the darkness, Song Xiaodong’s figure quickly expanded, continuously rising as if to pierce the roof, his figure so tall that it made Qiao Yutong’s living room seem a bit cramped.

Has this man always been so magnificent?

Song Xiaodong stepped out far, two steps, reaching Qiao Yutong’s front, his entire body a shadow like a mountain, about to engulf Qiao Yutong.

Song Xiaodong reached out his hand, intending to embrace Qiao Yutong.

Watching the vague shadow, Qiao Yutong instinctively remained reserved a moment, extending her hands to lightly push against Song Xiaodong’s chest.

This chest, as magnificent as a mountain, as hard as a slate, was not something Qiao Yutong could simply hold back with her hands, yet Song Xiaodong still stopped.

Song Xiaodong had said he never forced women.

Qiao Yutong wasn’t unwilling, it was merely a woman’s instinctive reserved reaction.

But Song Xiaodong couldn’t distinguish that.

Song Xiaodong’s figure suddenly stalled for a moment, then he released his hold, turned away.

Qiao Yutong suddenly felt a bit disappointed, unable to resist reaching out behind Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong’s back of the head hadn’t grown eyes.

The frustration led Qiao Yutong to almost hate herself, why even bother to push away with her hands.

Song Xiaodong took two steps back to the place he was sitting just moments ago, sat down, as if he had never moved at all, remaining seated there.

Chapter 2077 The Unspeakable

Qiao Yutong withdrew a little further back, coming closer to the window, the moonlight gradually moving upwards along her legs, from calves to thighs, waist, abdomen, to the bra.

Though Song Xiaodong sat back in the sofa’s darkness, his glowing eyes couldn’t resist glancing towards the window.

In the moonlight, Qiao Yutong’s hair was loose, the fine hair on her arm emitting a silver-white sheen, like the moon goddess, her flat belly appearing crystal-like, embedded with a Black Pearl-like shallow navel, half bright, half shadowed.

Her breasts, only one side in the moonlight, Song Xiaodong squinted to see clearly, a light blue bra, beneath which was a faint shadow like a crescent moon at the horizon, a bride’s eyebrow makeup.

"Come take a look, I have a scar here."

Qiao Yutong said softly to Song Xiaodong, her voice trembling slightly with tension.

Song Xiaodong rose slowly, taking steps hesitantly, gently approaching.

Fearful, like alarming a stray cat by the roadside, sparrows in the branch.

Qiao Yutong exposed one breast, yet her head hid in a place where the moonlight couldn’t reach, not allowing Song Xiaodong to see clearly, her face flushed, breathing heavily.

Song Xiaodong was a head taller than Qiao Yutong, his upper body and head in a place beyond moonlight reach, he lowered his head, only able to see the top of Qiao Yutong’s head.

So Song Xiaodong crouched down.

Qiao Yutong didn’t want Song Xiaodong to see her expression at that moment, nor did she want to see Song Xiaodong’s expression, simply turned her head away, closed her eyes, expressing a look of surrender.

Song Xiaodong examined closely, under the moonlight, the scar’s lines still clear, stitched a few times,

However, when Lu Yaobing came last time, Song Xiaodong had said to know the depth of a scar, one must touch.

Song Xiaodong exhaled lightly.

Warm breath gently swept across Qiao Yutong’s flat, smooth belly, raising goosebumps, her heart suddenly pounded out of control.

Even Song Xiaodong could hear.

"Director Qiao, I said last time, not just look but touch too." Song Xiaodong gathered his courage and said to Director Qiao.

"Then you touch."

Qiao Yutong’s voice was small, akin to a mosquito’s.

Song Xiaodong wiped his hand on his thigh, reaching out thumb and forefinger, gently rubbing the scar under Qiao Yutong’s breast.

A tingling sensation spread from the scar area, swiftly across Qiao Yutong’s skin, directly impacting her head, she forcefully shut her eyes, held her breath.

Song Xiaodong also felt the skin at Qiao Yutong’s scar area suddenly tighten.

"Director Qiao, relax a bit, I need to apply pressure, if it hurts, tell me." Song Xiaodong said gently.

Qiao Yutong said nothing, nodded emphatically in the dark, causing her body to tremble slightly.

Song Xiaodong lightly pinched the skin at Qiao Yutong’s scar area, gently kneaded, wanting to know how much the dermis layer was damaged.

Examining inch by inch, until.

"Is it done?" Qiao Yutong asked softly.

"Finished." Song Xiaodong replied.

Qiao Yutong, facing away from Song Xiaodong, said nothing.

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