Just Blame Me For Being Blind In the Beginning

Ch 43

After posting this, her fans commented and reblogged it a lot. She also received a few messages from friends in the industry asking about her. Pei Ying was checking the new comments when Song Nanchuan returned.

“What are you looking at?” Song Nanchuan asked casually, when he saw her staring at the computer so intently. Pei Ying turned to look at him. “There was a report about Xie Han instigating my car accident, so everyone’s condemning her right now.”

Song Nanchuan responded lightly, “She deserves it.”

Pei Ying blinked. “Were you the one to tip off the media about this?”

“Mmh. Once a celebrity’s image is ruined, their path to fame is also finished. This is just the start.”

“Mmh?”

Song Nanchuan gently rubbed Pei Ying’s dark hair. He smiled and said, “Alright, forget about her. The food’s arrived. Let’s eat first. There’s the shrimp that you really like.”

“Okay.” When she heard that there was shrimp to eat, Pei Ying quickly ran downstairs. Song Nanchuan glanced over the report on Xie Han with a cold expression. Then he turned off the computer and headed downstairs.

After their meal, Pei Ying took advantage of the time that Song Nanchuan went to shower and pulled out the tie clip that she’d bought earlier. She opened the box to take a look, a bit worried that Song Nanchuan might not like it, even if she found the tie clip very precious and unique.

When she heard the water in the bathroom shut off, Pei Ying quickly closed the box.

Should she give it to him or not? Would he find it too unpresentable? …orz

When she thought about the casual money that Song Nanchuan spent on a daily basis, how it was the price of a house, she really felt like she couldn’t give him the tie clip. But she spent a lot of money on it. It really made her heart ache. If she didn’t give it to him, it would be too much of a waste.

The bathroom door clicked and the door swung open gently. Pei Ying quickly hid the box behind her. Noticing the slight movement, the corner of Song Nanchuan’s mouth lifted up. He walked over to her and bent over, “What are you hiding?”

“Nothing.” Pei Ying bet on her acting chops and presented a picturesque, innocent girl!

Song Nanchuan’s brows jumped and then furrowed. “Nothing? Then show me your hands.”

He’d just stepped out of the bathroom, so his body was still slightly wet. The smell of his shower gel lingered around Pei Ying’s nose, slowly consuming away her willpower.

“I said that it was nothing.” She pulled out her left hand, empty as could be.

Song Nanchuan said, “Both hands together.”

Pei Ying pursed her lips and muttered about how childish he was. Then she pulled out the black box from behind her.

“What’s this?” Song Nanchuan asked.

“Oh, I got paid today, so I bought you a gift.”

“A gift for me?” Song Nanchuan asked suspiciously, though his eyes carried a smiling expression. He took the box from Pei Ying’s hands and gently opened it.

The tie clip sat inside the box, the stones on it exuding a warm shine.

“It’s a very nice tie clip. Thank you.”

When Pei Ying heard this, she lifted her head happily. “Do you like it?”

Song Nanchuan smiled and kissed her. Softly, he said, “You gave it to me, so of course I like it.”

He even ate Luosifen, so what was there not to like about this fine tie clip.

“Ah, I’m glad. I was worried that you wouldn’t like it.” As Pei Ying spoke, she started to grow uneasy again. She asked, “Do you really like it? If you don’t like it, you don’t have to lie to me. I can go return it.”

Song Nanchuan looked at her, his dark eyes flowing with a shimmer like the sea. “What do I have to do for you to believe that I really like it?”

As he spoke, his breath sprinkled onto her face, causing her to turn a bright crimson. Song Nanchuan seemed to be surrounded by an ambiguous aura. Pei Ying’s heart pounded. “I believe that you really like it. Can you step back…”

After she finished speaking, not only did Song Nanchuan not back away, he pressed even closer. “Does this count as close? There are obviously times when the distance between us is negative.”

“….” That’s precisely why she’d said, CEO Song didn’t need any sexy lingerie for stimulation, keke.

“This clip looks very expensive. If you want to give me something, do you really have to go through such trouble?” Song Nanchuan put down the box and wrapped his arms around Pei Ying’s waist. “You know that all I’ll ever want is you.”

Pei Ying, “….”

Right. Old drivers were the ones who best understood other old drivers. Ren Shanshan was simply a spiritual mentor.

Song Nanchuan and Pei Ying moved closer together. When his lips were nearly on hers, Pei Ying suddenly shouted out, “Chuan Chuan!”

“…What is it?” Being unable to kiss Pei Ying, Song Nanchuan frowned.

Pei Ying stood up from the counter and ran over to the closet. She said to him, “Actually, I have another gift for you!”

“What?” Was it clothing?

And indeed, Pei Ying opened the wardrobe and pulled out a piece of clothing… A nightgown, for a female.

“This is for me?” Song Nanchuan asked doubtfully. Did she want him to act in some kind of gender swap role-play?

Pei Ying responded a bit parch, “It’s for you, but I’m the one who’ll wear it.”

Song Nanchuan understood her meaning immediately. He nearly whistled out loud, but in the end, he stopped himself.

“This doesn’t seem like your style. Was it your friend’s idea?” He looked at her, his expression playful.

Pei Ying grew bashful as she nodded. “Mmh.”

Song Nanchuan laughed. “Not a bad friend you have there. Does her shop need an investment?”

Pei Ying, “….”

What was up with these people?!

“But we’ll talk about investments later. For now, you should change into this.” Song Nanchuan’s face was full of expectation.

Pei Ying, “….”

She took her time heading to the bathroom and then spent five minutes changing. Before she could head back out, Song Nanchuan walked directly inside. Pei Ying was startled. And Song Nanchuan’s eyes were glued to her.

The semitransparent nightgown couldn’t cover anything beneath it at all. Rather, it invited temptation. It only just covered beneath her buttocks, her long legs plainly visible. Song Nanchuan could feel all the blood inside him pooling together at a single point in his lower body.

First, he wrapped his arms around Pei Ying. The open-back design allowed him to feel her delicate skin. With a satisfied grunt, he pressed Pei Ying to the mirror behind her. “Baby, you want to do it here?”

Pei Ying, “….”

She didn’t have the chance to speak before Song Nanchuan anxiously caught her lips. His lower body was pressed against hers, unceasingly rubbing.

The moonlight spilled through the window, leaving a silver grey trail on the floor. The moans in the bathroom were like a song.

That night was destined to be a fiery and passionate one.