Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 186 We Haven’t Started Dating Yet

Chapter 186: Chapter 186 We Haven’t Started Dating Yet

"You’re Xuanxuan?" Song Xiaodong’s mouth was less than ten centimeters from Miao Qingqing’s face as he squinted and asked.

Miao Qingqing wanted to turn her head away, but she immediately felt that by doing so, she would practically be delivering her mouth to Song Xiaodong’s lips, so she quickly said, "Yes, yes, I absolutely am Miao Xuanxuan."

"I don’t believe that for a second," Song Xiaodong said, moving his mouth a bit closer.

This was indeed Miao Xuanxuan, her arms already pinned by Song Xiaodong, with her legs also trapped. At this moment, the only thing she could move was her head, but she didn’t dare to move it recklessly, and said anxiously, "I really am Xuanxuan, Brother Dongzi, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have pretended to be Miao Qingqing to deceive you, please let me go."

Song Xiaodong had realized it was her within five minutes of Miao Xuanxuan’s arrival. Even if they looked alike, Miao Qingqing would definitely not come to his house alone to meet him like this, and that in itself was telling.

However, Song Xiaodong had been pretending not to know all along, and now he played even dumber, saying, "Hmm, trying to trick me, are you? No chance, now that you’ve taken the initiative to come here, how could I let you go?"

"No! I really am Xuanxuan, I’m not Qingqing, don’t mess around," Miao Xuanxuan desperately wanted to find a persuasive reason, but in her panic, and with Song Xiaodong pressing down on her, that unusual sensation was making her mind a complete mess, and she had none of her usual shrewdness.

"How is this messing around? If you were Qingqing, we’ve booked a hotel room before. If you are Xuanxuan, there was that time under the bed, and the other day here, it was just as wild, so this time isn’t any different, is it?"

"Ah, those two times can’t be compared, they happened under special circumstances, and besides, we didn’t actually... do it," Miao Xuanxuan said, feeling Song Xiaodong’s mouth nearly touching her face, twisting her head even more to the side.

"Then let’s do it now," Song Xiaodong’s mouth was already pressing against Miao Xuanxuan’s cheek, the slippery yet soft skin, coupled with the surprising elasticity, was making the hormones in Song Xiaodong’s body surge even faster.

Miao Xuanxuan had already felt a change in a certain part of Song Xiaodong, and now the feeling was even stronger. This kind of physical contact wasn’t their first time, and those two times had left her in quite a disheveled state. However, that feeling was also something she couldn’t easily forget.

Being under Song Xiaodong for so long, the stimulating feeling had already thrown her mind into chaos, "No... I can’t do that with you."

"Why?" Song Xiaodong’s voice came from his throat as his lips gently kissed Miao Xuanxuan’s face. At this point, he wasn’t just trying to scare Miao Xuanxuan anymore, he really couldn’t help himself.

"You... you are Qingqing’s man, how... how could I do that with you?" Miao Xuanxuan said those words with such feeble resistance, as if this reason couldn’t pull her back to sense.

"Qingqing is not mine, she’s made that very clear already."

Those words jolted Miao Xuanxuan to full alertness, and she said urgently, "Wait, don’t go on, didn’t you go to book a room that day?"

Song Xiaodong lifted his head to face Miao Xuanxuan directly, saying, "That day was just for a chat, there was no room booking."

"So, you haven’t done it?" Miao Xuanxuan asked again.

Song Xiaodong replied decisively, "Of course not."

"Then are you sure that the person from two years ago wasn’t... Qingqing?" Miao Xuanxuan asked again.

Song Xiaodong smiled slightly and said, "All I can say is that neither of you are, otherwise I don’t believe your acting skills have reached such a level of perfection. Any more questions?"

"I...I..." Miao Xuanxuan opened her mouth, seemingly out of questions to ask.

Song Xiaodong chuckled, lowered his head, and kissed Miao Xuanxuan again.

As Miao Xuanxuan watched Song Xiaodong’s face rapidly approaching, she instinctively turned her head to the side and said weakly, "Dongzi, you’re bullying me. We’re not even in a relationship yet, and you’re already thinking of... sleeping with me."

Her words made Song Xiaodong a bit embarrassed, but his body’s reaction quickly overpowered his rational thought as he said, "Xuanxuan, then let’s sleep together first and date later."

"You’re bullying me..." Miao Xuanxuan turned her head away, not looking at Song Xiaodong, her eyes closed. Although she said this, she had already given up resisting.

Her little figure was indescribably tempting; Song Xiaodong couldn’t resist any longer. He bent down and kissed Miao Xuanxuan’s face, his hands starting to wander.

Miao Xuanxuan felt conflicted inside, thinking this shouldn’t be happening, but being with Song Xiaodong, she truly felt joy. Plus, their previous physical contact, even without actually sleeping together, had been pleasurable. So her resistance was really weak, and under Song Xiaodong’s advances, it vanished without her even noticing. Her arms, soft as lotus roots, had somehow wound around Song Xiaodong’s back.

For Song Xiaodong, this was the best encouragement. He had no more reservations. Although he hadn’t managed to kiss Miao Xuanxuan on the lips yet, his hands had already started to reach under her clothes.

The sound of a cell phone playing music suddenly broke the intimate atmosphere between them.

Song Xiaodong completely ignored the music. At such a crucial moment, he was determined not to be distracted by anything that could spoil the mood.

Miao Xuanxuan, though she had been lost in the moment, sobered up a bit due to the music from the phone. She quickly raised her hand to push Song Xiaodong’s face away and chided, "Answer the phone."

"Not answering, nothing is more important than what we’re doing right now," Song Xiaodong replied, kissing the palm of Miao Xuanxuan’s hand.

Miao Xuanxuan’s hand twitched as if electrified, her eyes suddenly wet, but she persisted, "Answer it, it might be Sister Xiaoru calling."

Nothing influenced Song Xiaodong more than Sister Xiaoru, and as soon as he heard her name, he quickly rolled over to grab the phone.

The call wasn’t from Song Xiaoru, but from Xiao Yingying.

"Yingying, what’s up?" Song Xiaodong answered the phone.

Xiao Yingying’s sweet voice came through, "Brother Dongzi, it’s time for my treatment today."

Song Xiaodong had indeed forgotten about it and hurriedly said, "Ah, right, I’ll come over later."

"Okay, I’ll go take a bath and get undressed to wait for you," she said and hung up the phone.

Xiao Yingying’s voice, crisp with a hint of coquettishness and that tempting tone, immediately reminded Song Xiaodong of the last time he treated her, causing his heart to flutter.

Right after he put down the phone and turned around, he saw Miao Xuanxuan trying to sneak out the door. Upon realizing Song Xiaodong was looking at her, she darted out in a flash.