infodatos Chapter 199 The Storm Before Dawn
Chapter 199 The Storm Before Dawn
chapter 199
Just as Feng Jingsheng was about to peel the piece of dough off his face, he suddenly stopped.
Meng Youcheng looked at him. "What's wrong?"
"Would you really... kiss me first?"
Meng Youcheng felt a little annoyed and shy. "I don't know either. We'll see. If I feel the urge to kiss you when you're back to how you used to be?"
Feng Jingsheng curled the corners of his lips. "So...didn't you used to say you were straight? What's going on now?"
"It suddenly stopped being straight?"
Meng Youcheng then realized what this guy meant.
He sighed, smiled, and said, "Yeah... I'm straight... I definitely can't kiss you. Anyway, I've already applied the medicine for you, and there's nothing else to do, so I'll go home now. You can rest..."
Meng Youcheng had just stood up when Feng Jingsheng immediately grabbed his hand. "Hey, I was just kidding!"
Meng Youcheng looked at him, "But I wasn't joking..."
Feng Jingsheng quickly ripped the mask off his face, forcefully pulled Meng Youcheng into his arms, and grinned, "I don't care if you're joking or not, you're already in the hotel, thinking you can run away? No way!"
Before Meng Youcheng could react, she kissed his lips and gently bit them.
Meng Youcheng didn't resist, and was just about to close his eyes to patiently savor the moment when Feng Jingsheng's hand suddenly climbed up, touched his buttons, and left his lips, asking with a smile, "Why aren't you wearing that robe today? You're dressed so formally...?"
Meng Youcheng didn't react at first, staring at him...
"And you said you don't like wearing suits?"
Feng Jingsheng added that while holding him, his gaze never left his eyes...
Meng Youcheng raised an eyebrow at him. "I don't like it."
"and you……"
Meng Youcheng smiled. "When you bought me this dress, didn't you keep begging me to wear it for you? Didn't you say I would look really good in it? I never had the chance, so I just happened to see it in the closet today, and then..."
"So you wore this especially for me?"
Feng Jingsheng's eyes sparkled with excitement as he asked.
"Wasn't I being blunt enough?"
Meng Youcheng countered with a question.
Feng Jingsheng immediately reached out and took off his glasses. Before he could react, he kissed his lips forcefully again. This time, he used all his strength, kissing him desperately, his tongue darting inside, lingering tenderly…
Meng Youcheng instinctively pushed him away because it hurt a little, but his kissing skills were decent and didn't make him feel uncomfortable.
After a long while, due to uneven breathing, Feng Jingsheng had no choice but to pull away from his lips. Before leaving, he bit him again, panting heavily, and touched his face, "I want..."
Meng Youcheng felt a slight pain in his lips. "Didn't you say you wouldn't bite me? How many times have you bitten me already?"
Feng Jingsheng didn't reply to these words, but instead muttered to himself, "I think..."
Meng Youcheng froze, then asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"I want you to not take off your clothes..."
Meng Youcheng curled the corners of his lips. "I wasn't planning on taking my clothes off anyway. A quick kiss would have been enough. Are you worried I'd have ulterior motives?"
"Then...do me."
Feng Jingsheng finished his sentence.
Upon hearing those last two words, Meng Youcheng was completely stunned. "Huh?"
Feng Jingsheng gently stroked his cheek. "You look so handsome in a suit. I want to keep watching you in a suit, and then... you know, do that with me. I feel like this... it's more than just a little bit arousing?"
Meng Youcheng hesitated for a moment, "Didn't we agree before that we'd only kiss on the lips?"
"They've all come to the hotel..."
Feng Jingsheng gently kissed his lips again. "Is just a kiss on the lips appropriate?"
"I……"
Feng Jingsheng held out a hand. "Let me help you unzip your jacket..."
"Are you serious?!"
……
It seems to be raining outside; there's a constant sound of raindrops. It doesn't seem to be raining heavily. The window is open, and the wind is blowing in, making the room a little chilly...
Feng Jingsheng pulled the blanket up to cover his cold body, then tugged it closer to Meng Youcheng, "Don't catch a cold..."
Meng Youcheng pushed back the covers. "I'm so hot right now..."
Feng Jingsheng sat up and forcefully pulled the blanket over him. "Listen to me... You sweated so much just now, the sheets are all wet, and it's still windy outside. You need to cover yourself with something, otherwise you'll catch a cold!"
Meng Youcheng rolled over, "I haven't even taken my clothes off... there's something on me..."
"Is it uncomfortable to wear?"
Feng Jingsheng pulled out a tissue and wiped the sweat from Meng Youcheng's face. "You just sweated so much, your clothes are soaked. It must be very uncomfortable to wear them, right?"
Meng Youcheng nodded frantically, "Um...it's really uncomfortable, but you wouldn't let me take it off just now..."
Feng Jingsheng gently stroked his cheek, his thumb lightly rubbing his lips. "If you had listened to me before and taken your medicine every day, you wouldn't be so weak. You started sweating in less than an hour. Your body is so weak, yet you resist taking your medicine so much..."
Meng Youcheng's expression froze for a moment, "I..."
He bit his lip and argued, "Actually, I have a normal body. I don't exercise much, so it's definitely different from what you're thinking. It has nothing to do with whether I take medicine or not..."
Feng Jingsheng curled the corners of his lips into a smile. "Really?"
"certainly!"
"The excuses of those with kidney deficiency..."
Meng Youcheng was so angry he laughed. "What do you mean...?"
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Jingsheng interrupted him with a smile, "Once we can be together openly, I'll definitely brew you medicine every day to make sure you're healthy and strong, so you won't feel uncomfortable no matter how many hours you go on, okay?"
After hearing this, Meng Youcheng finally turned over and said, "I think I'll go to sleep. I really do have kidney deficiency..."
……
In the days that followed, they frequently visited the hotel and did things that cannot be described.
All you need to do is wait for the Commander-in-Chief to arrive, then assassinate him. Once that's done, your mission is complete. You don't need to do anything else; just wait quietly.
Song Qu had no time to care about Meng Youcheng. With the deputy commander dead, he had many important tasks and no time to spend at home; he was constantly working...
However, when I occasionally see Meng Youcheng going out frequently, I can't help but ask, "Teacher Meng, where are you going?"
"Oh... Miss Song, she's been quite busy lately, she wants me to come over and help her out..."
Every time Meng Youcheng was asked a question, he always felt a strange sense of taboo... Why did it feel like he was having an affair?
Feng Jingsheng would wait for him at the hotel every day, and then... Meng Youcheng lived a life of unsatisfied desire, constantly being taken from until he was completely drained. It seemed that the other party did not want to let him go and wanted more.
Do I feel like I want to die?
Song Qu noticed that he seemed out of sorts and asked, "Teacher Meng... why do you look so tired?"
Meng Youcheng replied, "Ms. Song's company is too busy... She often works overtime until very late, and then can't sleep afterward?"
Song Qing... truly is the best shield!
I thought everything would continue peacefully until the day before the Commander-in-Chief arrived, when things changed!
……
Song Qu slammed his fist on the table. "Feng Jingsheng... he's not dead!"
Meng Youcheng, who was standing next to him, was still processing what had happened at the hotel, but when he heard these words, he was clearly stunned. He pretended to be very flustered and said, "What? Mr. Song, you're not joking, are you? Ah Sheng... his... his body has already been buried, hasn't it?"
Song Qu's eyes were bloodshot, and she looked furious as she turned to look at Meng Youcheng...
Meng Youcheng's heart sank. One sentence kept repeating in his mind: Will they suspect me? Am I really going to be exposed?
Song Qu finally shifted his focus. "Yesterday, one of my subordinates informed me that he had seen Feng Jingsheng. I thought it was fake, until I saw that photo!"
"He... he's really not dead?!"
Meng Youcheng immediately feigned disbelief, "How...how is this possible? Could it be...what exactly is going on?"
Just then, a woman walked in. "Qu'er... can't you talk about this at home? Why are you at my company?"
Song Qu struggled to suppress her anger and looked at Song Qing, "Sister... Feng Jingsheng... he's not dead. Aren't you going to explain anything to me?"
Song Qing remained remarkably calm. "How could this be? Ah Sheng...!"
“Pah!”
Before Song Qing could finish speaking, Song Qu pulled a photo from his pocket and slammed it on the table. He suppressed his anger, "How did you do that? Sister... the evidence is conclusive. Tell me the truth, how did you rescue him?"
"Or rather..."
Song Qu's lips trembled slightly, and her eyes filled with tears. "What exactly is your identity?"
Song Qing hesitated for a long time...
"Sister!"
Tears streamed down Song Qu's face. "You still won't tell me the truth?!"
Song Qing sighed and forced a smile. "I... am indeed from the lower part..."
This dungeon will be finished tomorrow!