bullyxtreme Chapter 261 If you want me to stay, you don't have to leave.
Chapter 261 If you want me to stay, you don't have to leave.
"If you can please me, I will tell you the truth."
"You should know that what I say is much more careful and reliable than what others say," Wen Tingye said patiently.
Ning Yao sat on Wen Tingye's lap, her beautiful fox-like eyes fixed on him.
Wen Tingye's face was inches away; if she moved forward just a few centimeters, she could kiss his sexy, thin lips.
Ning Yao's heart was pounding rapidly, and she could clearly feel the movement in her chest, as if it were about to burst out of her mouth.
Wen Tingye gazed at Ning Yao's slightly swollen, full red lips, his eyes full of encouragement.
Ning Yao was always reserved and demure in front of him, and Wen Tingye wished she could be bolder just once.
Ning Yao slowly approached. She could smell a faint metallic scent and a barely perceptible tobacco aroma emanating from Wen Tingye. His arms were strong and powerful, tightly encircling her waist.
The gentle breath, carrying a faint woman's fragrance, caressed Wen Tingye's cheek, amplifying the sensation in his pores. His other hand gradually clenched into a fist, as if he were trying his best to restrain himself.
Just as their lips were about to touch, Ning Yao suddenly pulled back, widening the distance between them once again.
Wen Tingye's eyebrows twitched slightly, unsure whether the woman in his arms was clumsy or playing hard to get.
He adjusted his posture, leaning back on the sofa to give Ning Yao more room to maneuver.
Ning Yao coughed twice to cover up her embarrassment.
She had never done anything like this before, had no experience in seducing men, and all her actions were based on instinct.
She turned around and no longer faced Wen Tingye. She placed her hands on the sofa behind the man's shoulders, and her kneeling position made her a little taller than Wen Tingye.
Soon, Ning Yao, who was looking down at him, buried her head and covered the man's lips with hers.
The moment their lips touched, Ning Yao's heart pounded wildly.
Wen Tingye did not respond to her immediately, but remained motionless with great interest, letting the woman ravage his lips.
Seeing that Wen Tingye did not react, Ning Yao hesitated for a moment before sticking out her soft tongue and tentatively sliding it inside his thin lips.
Her movements were clumsy and awkward. Her habitual submissiveness in bed had taught Ning Yao only how to cater to others, but she didn't know how to take the initiative.
Upon touching the man's warm teeth, Ning Yao paused slightly and did not move forward.
Wen Tingye's smile deepened, and his hand, resting on Ning Yao's lower back, subtly pulled her forward.
Ning Yao's long eyelashes trembled slightly as she realized that Wen Tingye was encouraging her. So, like a snail, she slowly stretched out her tongue and continued to probe deeper.
Ning Yao curled Wen Tingye's tongue around, symbolically making two light movements, and then shyly tried to withdraw.
Wen Tingye wouldn't tolerate her being so presumptuous. His forehead veins throbbed, and he immediately gripped the back of the woman's head tightly, roughly responding to her kiss.
Ning Yao was suddenly pushed down onto the sofa by Wen Tingye, who stood up abruptly. The two stared at each other for a few seconds, their breathing becoming heavy. The man growled a curse, ripped open the woman's dress, and things spiraled out of control...
Ning Yao didn't go to class for three days in a row and slept in.
Cui Mengmeng and Xin Yujue were worried and came to visit several times, but Ning Yao politely declined each time.
She was truly drained of all her energy, too lazy to even speak. Wen Tingye had to feed her, and she would only chew a couple of bites as a token gesture.
If it were any other rich young master, let alone serving a woman, he'd be lucky if he could even remember who the woman was afterward.
Wen Tingye is still quite commendable. Ning Yao doesn't know what he's like with other women, but in her eyes, he scores very high marks.
During the meal, Wen Tingye briefly told Ning Yao about his situation.
Wen Tingye's second uncle wanted to seize power, but Wen Tingye saw through his plan, and the two forces started fighting. Wen Tingye narrowly won.
And that second uncle has a lot of influence both at home and abroad over the years. If Wen Tingye wants to deal with him, he has to wipe out all his henchmen and forces in one go, leaving him no chance to make a comeback.
Wen Tingye was seriously injured earlier, thanks to his second uncle. Wen Tingye's twin sister, Wen Qingjia, was also rescued by Wen Tingye and secretly protected after being escorted back to the country. She has been recuperating and rarely shows her face.
“I also have considerable influence overseas. These are the contact numbers for the heads of various departments. You can call them up whenever you need them.” Ning Yao generously offered her subordinates to Wen Tingye to help him remove obstacles as soon as possible.
She knew that Wen Tingye's power far exceeded hers, but more people make things easier, and more people means more strength, right?
Ning Yao's fingers are beautiful, with distinct knuckles, slender and fair, and her pen-holding posture is especially graceful.
Wen Tingye watched as the hand wrote down a series of names and phone numbers, then handed the written contact information to him.
"Mm." Wen Tingye accepted the note generously. Whether he needed it or not was another matter, but it was Ning Yao's way of showing her affection for him, and he cherished it.
"So, are you leaving again this time you're back?" Ning Yao blurted out without thinking.
She regretted it as soon as she finished speaking.
Whether Wen Tingye stays or leaves is none of her business.
"If you want me to stay, I can stay," Wen Tingye retorted predictably, his tone and expression laced with cunning.
"I was just asking casually. It's the kids' birthday coming up soon, and I was thinking we could celebrate it together. Don't overthink it, I didn't mean anything by it." Ning Yao tried her best to explain herself, her words barely concealing her true feelings.
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten." Wen Tingye seemed to have just remembered, a fleeting look of guilt in his eyes that didn't linger for long.
Lately, Wen Tingye has been extremely busy. Apart from family and company matters, Ning Yao is all he can think about.
He no longer cared about his two younger children at home, leaving them with his grandparents. With bodyguards and nannies around, he had even less to worry about.
People usually forget their wives once they have a daughter, but Wen Tingye feels that it's the other way around.
When he didn't have a wife, his heart was full of his precious daughter, and his son would occasionally benefit from his daughter's fame.
Now, he has a woman he loves, and his heart is filled with her. As long as he doesn't go home, he doesn't think about his daughter.
If this had happened before, he would never have believed he would do such a thing; he felt utterly unworthy of being a father!
"How do you plan to celebrate for them?" Wen Tingye planned to stay until after the children's birthday before leaving, so he could rest easy once he had dealt with all the remaining matters.
When he returned to China, he planned and plotted how to win over Ning Yao, this difficult woman.
Ning Yao didn't mind being unknown and unrecognized, but Wen Tingye was truly unhappy about it.
Forced things are never meaningful. Wen Tingye either doesn't want them, or if he does, it has to be because the other party is willing.
Do you have any ideas?
In the past, Ning Yao would only give her children cakes and gifts for their birthdays, and rarely had time to take them out to play.
“A few days ago, a cruise ship passed by an island, and I thought it looked nice, so I bought it. It’s not too far, and two days and one night round trip is enough.” Wen Tingye plans to take the children to the island to play and experience the pristine scenery.
"Just an island?" Ning Yao wasn't entirely satisfied with Wen Tingye's idea; she felt it could be better.
"Where is the island? It's still a few days until their birthday. I'll ask my teacher for leave and take some time to go there and design and decorate it."
"I'll arrange for someone to take us there by boat. Shall we depart today?"
"Okay, I'll call the teacher right now."