Return of the King, Dominating the City
Chapter 905: 894: Kill You
Chapter 905: Chapter 894: Kill You
What surprised Song Yun greatly was that the number from which the message was sent was not displayed on the phone!
Song Yun opened the message, and inside there were just a few simple sentences.
“Song Ergou has successfully dealt with the Jiang Region matter and is preparing to return to Beijing. You need to handle things quickly. We must make sure that Song Yun is expelled from the Song Family before Song Ergou returns, so that he can never rise again!”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, ‘never rise again’, that’s really vicious!” Song Yun chuckled, deleted the message, and then put the phone back into Song Luoshen’s clothes.
Song Yun easily guessed what the so-called task in the message was about, nothing more than framing himself with these forbidden items, and then having someone investigate. If these were found in his room, it would indeed be a major incident.
Coincidentally, he was dealing in gray areas, and if he claimed they weren’t his, no one would believe him. Additionally, with some pressure from Song Mei Qin, Song Yun felt that even Mr. Song might find it difficult to save him. If this plan by Song Luoshen succeeded, he would truly become passive.
Suddenly, Song Yun noticed a women’s bag to the side, which Song Luoshen had brought and left there.
Song Yun walked over, rummaged through the bag’s contents, found nothing objectionable, then repackaged a small packet of flour, squeezed it into a small square, and placed it into a crevice in Song Luoshen’s bag.
After doing all this, Song Yun calmly walked to Song Luoshen’s side, bent down, pressed hard on the nape of Song Luoshen’s neck, and then began lightly massaging Song Luoshen’s shoulders and arms as if nothing had happened.
Song Luoshen slowly opened her eyes, saw Song Yun, and showed a puzzled expression, saying, “Eh, cousin, how did I fall asleep?”
“How would I know?” Song Yun grinned lasciviously and said, “Maybe you’re too comfortable with my touch!”
“Oh my, cousin, you talk so naughtily!” Song Luoshen laughed seductively, “But, it’s really comfortable!”
“Really comfortable?” Song Yun’s hand slowly moved below Song Luoshen’s collarbone, her face reddening as she said, “Yes, oh yes, but, cousin, you said making people bigger by massaging, how should I massage? Do you think I need to get bigger?”
“You? Hmm… should be okay!” Song Yun’s hand moved to the base of her peaks, lightly kneading the protruding edges, saying, “If you want to get bigger, I can help you!”
“Then… let me get a bit bigger,” Song Luoshen said bashfully.
“Alright then!” Song Yun laughed, moving his hand upwards, covering Song Luoshen’s chest completely, then giving a gentle squeeze and push. Song Luoshen’s body trembled slightly before she held onto Song Yun’s arm, saying, “Cousin, it feels so strange!”
“Haha, I’m just helping you clear the blood vessels, speeding up the metabolism of your peaks, and when the metabolism accelerates, it naturally promotes your redevelopment!”
“Really? But… but I’m really sensitive!” Song Luoshen looked at Song Yun with eyes full of teasing affection.
“Just bear with it,” Song Yun laughed, increasing the pressure of his hand as Song Luoshen’s body squirmed uneasily. After kneading for dozens of times, Song Luoshen seemed somewhat dazed, and Song Yun slowly moved his hand downward, finally resting on Song Luoshen’s lower abdomen, pressing gently.
“What… what’s this, cousin?” Song Luoshen asked.
“The hardest part for women to slim down is the lower abdomen. This is a unique secret technique to help reduce it!” Song Yun sometimes pressed firmly, sometimes gently on Song Luoshen’s stomach, making her frown with unease and her voice become unnatural.
Song Yun grinned, sliding his hand inside Song Luoshen’s clothes.
Song Luoshen uttered a soft moan, saying, “Cousin, you’re… you’re so bad!”
“Hahaha, I’m just giving you a massage!” Song Yun laughed while moving his hand a bit lower, then said, “Want me to give you a massage elsewhere?”
“Um… um, whatever you want!” Song Luoshen said bashfully.
Song Yun directly unzipped Song Luoshen’s pants, then moved downward, gently pressing the area below her abdomen.
Song Luoshen abruptly turned her body, stood up blushing, and said to Song Yun, “Cousin… it’s ticklish.”
“Haha, ticklish is good, it means your cells there are becoming active,” Song Yun laughed and said, “Want me to give you a deeper massage?”
“Um… um, maybe not now, maybe later. I have to go, bye cousin!” Song Luoshen said, then walked over to pick up her bag and turned to leave Song Yun’s room.
Song Yun’s lecherous smile vanished once Song Luoshen left, replaced by a cold smirk, “Hmph, trying to frame me, I’ll make sure you take a fall first!”
After leaving Song Yun’s room, Song Luoshen walked to an unoccupied corner, breathing slightly heavier. Originally, she just wanted to flirt a bit with Song Yun to distract him; otherwise, being alone in Song Yun’s room, he would definitely realize something went wrong once he had time to think back.
But she didn’t expect Song Yun to get handsy with her; initially, Song Luoshen felt a bit disdainful, but she didn’t expect his techniques to be so good, making her flood within moments, especially the final pressing below the abdomen, which almost felt heavenly to Song Luoshen.
Song Luoshen put her hand inside her clothes, revealing a satisfied smile, realizing that she couldn’t rely on others and needed to rely on herself.
About five minutes later, Song Luoshen quivered all over, then exhaled deeply, wiping off the unidentified moisture on her fingers, then picking up her phone to send out a simple message, “You can start now!”
At this time, Song Yun was on the phone with his mother, because he had just seen from Song Luoshen’s phone that his father Song Ergou had completed his mission. So he needed to inform his mother.