One and Only: Doting CEO's Infinite Love

Chapter 583 - 581: Little Rascal, Why Aren’t You Wearing a Skirt?

"Why...why are you here?" Song Song never expected Little Xiyou to knock on her door.Wasn’t she always saying that she looked ugly and was afraid to see her?

Little Xiyou looked up dumbfounded, trying hard to control her urge to flee in fear, "...Uncle, can I come in?"

"Uh...sure, of course you can." Song Song was curious as to why the little one had come to find her.

It wasn’t hard to see that she was still very afraid of her, so why did she come looking for her if she was so scared?

Little Xiyou walked into the room with a teddy bear in hand, quickly glanced around, "Your room is so...simple, there’s nothing here."

"Haha, is it?" Song Song dared not get too close, "Because I am...a man, so I don’t need much stuff."

"Is there something you need from me?"

Little Xiyou hesitated a bit, opening and closing her small mouth several times without saying a word, her little eyes kept darting around as if she felt a bit embarrassed, "Um...actually I came to...thank you, Uncle."

"Hmm?" Song Song didn’t quite understand. She squatted down to be at eye level with the little one, "Why do you want to thank me?"

"Because...because you saved my dad." Saying that, Little Xiyou opened her other small hand that had been tightly clenched, "This is for you to eat, my favorite White Rabbit milk candy."

Song Song didn’t expect the little girl to go through all this trouble just to thank her for saving Xiao Jinghuai. She accepted the candy, "But your dad is already amazing, even without me, he’d be alright."

"I know, my dad has always been amazing." Little Xiyou raised her head proudly, "But Housekeeper Zhang said Uncle did a great job protecting Dad."

"..." Song Song smiled, "So, your reward for me is this candy?"

"Yes." Little Xiyou nodded, though her eyes still showed some fear, "Uncle...seems not so scary from up close. Dad told me not to judge people by their looks. Some people look nice but may not be good, and some look bad but are kind-hearted."

"Uncle, are you that kind of person?"

Song Song felt a flush on her face, but luckily there was a layer of fake skin; she didn’t expect Xiao Jinghuai to be cold to Little Xiyou but teach her to be so sensible. Her mind couldn’t help but admire how Xiao Jinghuai was teaching Little Xiyou about people and behavior.

"Uh, Uncle?"

"Oh, what?" Song Song was momentarily unresponsive, "I think I might be, right? Rest assured, as long as Uncle is around, your dad won’t be hurt."

"Really?" Little Xiyou’s face brightened with joy, "Uncle is indeed a good person."

Song Song’s mouth twitched slightly; she says someone is good, and she believes it! Still a child, easy to trust.

Suddenly, the little one lowered her head again, seeming a bit unhappy.

"What’s wrong now?" Song Song was baffled; this kid really changes moods like the weather.

"I...saw Aunt Qiao visiting Dad today, so annoying! Why does she keep pestering Dad, when clearly Dad doesn’t like her, yet she keeps coming, trying to buddy up to me." Saying this, Little Xiyou simply sat on the ground, her little legs struggling to cross, "Brother told me to ignore her, but how can I? What if Dad is snatched by her? If Mom comes back by then, she’ll definitely be unhappy..."

"Mom?" Song Song’s heart surged with warmth, "Do you...know who your mom is?"

"Of course!" Little Xiyou suddenly looked up, her eyes shining bright, "My mom is Song Song, isn’t that a pretty name?"

Suddenly, Song Song felt her heart start to throb and then knit itself back together, eager to hug the little one tightly.

At this moment, the little one leaned in secretly, "Uncle, let me tell you a secret, Dad’s study has lots of Mom’s portraits! Dad usually doesn’t let anyone into the study, I secretly saw it once, Dad painted Mom so beautifully."

"..." Song Song felt her curiosity spilling over, "Portraits?"

"Yes!" Little Xiyou suddenly realized something, "Uncle, I have to go, I’ll come to play with you another time, bye-bye!"

"Bye-bye—"

Song Song stood there in a daze, her mind spinning the sentence "Dad painted Mom so beautifully."

Xiao Jinghuai actually painted her portraits?

She couldn’t wait to see what they looked like. When night fell, she’d sneak a look. The study shouldn’t be dangerous, right?

It’s not the master bedroom, after all.

...

When the night was dark and windy, Song Song instantly transformed into Catwoman stealthily sneaking into someone’s study.

She didn’t dare to turn on the light, only borrowing moonlight to search, but looking around she couldn’t find anything. Where could it be? Could Little Xiyou have been lying to her?

No way! When the little one spoke those words, her eyes were shining with a halo; it was clearly the truth.

But being unable to find it could only mean one thing: it must be hidden somewhere discreet, like in a bookshelf or drawer—

The entire Night seemed especially quiet; Song Song could hear her own breathing, but if she listened closely, there seemed to be other sounds coming from within the study.

She quickly crouched in the dark, her heart still, and heard slightly heavy breathing.

And it was gradually getting closer, seeming to be right behind her.

Is this...

Song Song quickly turned around, intending to leave, but the other party had already embraced her, lifted her up with one hand, and in an instant, she was straddling the other party—

What the?! What kind of move is this?

But being so close, she also smelled a faint scent of tobacco from the other.

Is this Xiao Jinghuai?

He seems to have been drinking?

"Heh, I’m dreaming again." The man’s low voice melted into the night, sounding particularly inviting. He lifted her chin with one hand, "What are you going to play today?"

Then, his hand began to wander over Song Song’s body, "This game feels a bit exciting, a night outfit?"

"Xiao, Xiao Jinghuai, you’re drunk."

"Am I drunk?" The man had already circled around to touch the zipper, "It’s only fun when drunk!"

Song Song realized he wanted to take off her clothes. She immediately stopped him, "Let go."

"No, why should I let go?" The man’s nimble hand had already undone the zipper, "Little minx, why didn’t you wear a dress to see me, hmm? This might be more interesting, but...not convenient."

"I like when you wear skirts, especially the gauzy kind, best if you wear nothing underneath, and I can fiercely take you with just a lift!"

Song Song: "!!!!!!!!!!"

This man spoke so directly, and his actions were even more unrestrained; she suddenly felt he was a bit unfamiliar.

The way he handled her made her legs go a bit weak, she struggled to get up and quickly flee, but the man rotated agilely pinning her onto the sofa.

Then, a heated kiss came rushing forth.