When Rabbit met Wolf 11 - 12

 

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11 Disorder the morning after: 

Xiao Tu’s eyes fluttered open. As her senses came back online, she realised her whole body was aching.

Staring at the strange ceiling, she began to try to recall the events of the day before. Yesterday morning, she started work safely – that was fine. Met Zhen Zhen and chatted, that was fine. Went to lunch, and drank a little, and that’s when it all started to get hazy. Went to the…KTV…and sang affectionately with the pervy wolf…which nearly killed her little heart. It was okay to stop there.

But what happened afterwards? Why couldn’t she remember at all.

Xiao Tu stroked her head, and down her body, she felt only her bra.

…

Yup, just undies. The rest was just skin. She couldn’t believe it! Had she been drunk and disorderly?! Wait a moment, chaos would have a focus.

Who was it?

Please God, let it be a handsome man, so it wouldn’t be too bad to start something…she turned her head to see the person sleeping beside her and saw the sleeping face of the pervy Wolf! (Zuben: Well, you prayed to god for a handsome guy…)

Xiao Tu couldn’t believe her eyes. Eyes were hard to use since she was so young, she blinked over and over again – it was still Lang Lang!

‘Ah!!!!’ Xiao Tu screamed, scrambling out of bed. Her mad scramble found her slipping to the ground on her arse, and she clutched at the quilt to slow her fall. Her scream woke Lang Lang.

He opened his eyes, saw a frightened Xiao Tu on the floor, and smiled gently. He rested his head on his hand as he watched her.

Xiao Tu struggled stand rubbing her painful butt. She wrapped the quilt around her, and then realised that it was the only quilt, and Lang Lang only had his boxers on.

‘Ah! You- You flasher!’ she shouted.

‘Miss Xiao, please think carefully; you were the one who pulled the only quilt on the bed. It’s not like I want you to see me nude and take advantage of me.’ (Zuben: Lang Lang…you only have one quilt to either see her wares or advertise yours)

What? T-t-take advantage?!

She looked properly. Well, the Wolf had a really good body. Lithe, barely any fat, nice skin, very attractive. And that part…looks quite big…

‘Miss Xiao? Miss Xiao!’

Xiao Tu was jerked out of the thrall of his body, ‘Ahem, did you call me? I wasn’t staring!’

‘Oh? Did I say anything about you staring at me? It seems Miss Xiao was taking advantage of me just now.’

‘What? How dare you talk nonsense! I wasn’t! And by the way, why am I here? Where is this? What the hell did you do last night? Tell me right now!’ (Zuben: are you hoping it was "this and that"?)

Xiao Tu couldn’t believe that she dared have a one night stand with her boss.

What a tragedy!

‘On the contrary, Miss Xiao, it was you who did things to me!’ he said in an outraged tone as he covered his chest with his hands, and looked like an aggrieved maiden.

Wha-what? She attacked him?!

‘W-where did I attack you?’

Lang Lang jumped out of bed and walked up to her, making a blush steal over Xiao Tu’s face and her heart beat faster.

‘See here! My neck, shoulders, chest, even my thighs are all your masterpieces. Miss Xiao, I knew that you were a bit starved but I didn’t expect that you were this ravenous.’

Xiao Tu gawked at the hickeys all over his body, and wanted the ground to swallow her. Her face turned bright red. She couldn’t accuse anyone else. No matter how weird he was, he would never find her attractive. How could she let herself go when she was drunk, and do all the things she’d be thinking of?! (Zuben: *facepalm Tutu...)

‘Er, I was drunk…my consciousness wasn’t clear. That’s right, I was intoxicated!’

Lang Lang folded his muscular arms over his pectorals, and Xiao Tu nearly drooled like a molester.

‘Miss Xiao, are you using this reason to try and absolve yourself? You were so full of energy last night, drunken or not, if I didn’t keep the last line of defence, I would have been ruined.’ (Zuben: Laying it on a little thick there, Wolfie. We all know you planned this)

Ruined?! As though she could afford it! Fortunately, nothing of the sort occurred.

‘Hehehe, Director, as you know, you didn’t lose anything in the end. I was drunk, I really am not lying. Let’s pretend this never happened, alright? But I will go to the pharmacy and buy you a topical ointment for all the…er, bruises. How about that?’ she said batting her lashes at him, hoping it would move his heart.

But he didn’t respond.

Xiao Tu stared at him, just as she was about to give in to despair, he opened his mouth and said, ‘Okay.’

Xiao Tu gave a bright smile, her eyes squinting into crescents. She was about to start applauding his benevolence, when he said,

‘But,’

Of course, this evil wolf would not let her go. Arsehole wolf who eats people and doesn’t spit out the bones! Although, she was cursing his name, she bowed her head,

‘If there are any conditions, just say!’

‘I need you to come with me to N city this weekend.’

‘N City? Why?’

‘Do you think you have a choice? Do you want to deal with me?’’

‘I’ll go. I’ll go.’

In the end, it was her lust that got her into trouble. But why did she have to be the one who suffered, ah! Tutu, you must control your mouth in the future! No more kissing!

With that matter settled, Xiao Tu realised another thing, ‘Director, are we late for work?’

He merely sniffed imperiously and went to the wardrobe to pick out a light blue shirt and a pair of dark blue trousers and began to put them on.

Xiao Tu immediately forgot her sins and self-reflection, and fell under his thrall again. Ogling the lines of his muscles as he put on his shirt, and his firm looking butt as he put on his trousers. She didn’t recover until he was fixing his cuff links. (Zuben: This guy laying honey traps hither and yon)

Lang Lang turned and found her staring at him with glazed eyes, he almost burst out laughing. He was now in a really good mood, but his tone was cold as he said, ‘Miss Xiao, if you don’t get dressed soon, you’ll really be late. And I will not be too polite in deducting your bonus.’

Xiao Tu did not hear any of his words until bonus, and it galvanised her into action. She scrambled about looking for her discarded clothing, found the bathroom, and rushed in.

She locked the door, and took off the quilt. As she began to put on her clothes, she got a glimpse of her body in the mirror. There were hickeys! Big ones and small ones all over her body!

Xiao Tu unlocked the bathroom door and rushed out, ‘Lang Lang! You villain! Pretending that I was the one who attacked you! You attacked me! Look at the marks you left on my body, you pervert!’

Lang Lang walked up to her and studied her body drily. There were a lot of hickeys, especially on her breasts. He really lost control last night.

Xiao Tu stared at Lang Lang staring at her body with abandon and realised she was not fully dressed! She rushed back into the bathroom and quickly put on her clothes before rushing out.

‘Lang Lang! Explain yourself!’ Xiao Tu ready not to let him go.

Lang Lang smiled, ‘Miss Xiao, do you think I did that?’

‘How do you explain this then?’ She replied while wondering, didn’t he?

‘I did no such thing. If you saw yourself last night, you will know that no man would be interested in touching you.’ (Zuben: 😡╯︵ ┻━┻)

Uh…she was rejected.

‘Then what are these red marks?!’

‘I believe its remnants of alcohol allergy. Didn’t you drink Ballantine whiskey last night? Have you have ever drunk it before?’

Xiao Tu shook her head blankly, she rarely drank. The highest alcohol content she’d ever tried was Erguotou. (Zuben: Which has quite a high alcohol content: 44-56%.)

‘It looks like you are allergic to the alcohol, a friend of mine has the same condition. It’s alright, it will fade in two days.’

Xiao Tu nodded blankly; it seems she thought too much.

‘Miss Xiao, you took advantage of me last night, I hope you’re not trying to find excuses to get out of our agreement.’

She shook her head.

He gave a satisfied nod, ‘Let’s go. We’ll be late.’

Xiao Tu collected her bag, and followed him with her head hanging down over her dejected shoulders. Not seeing his triumphant smile. (Zuben: Told you he wasn’t a good guy but Tutu is also an idiot.)

 

The wolf’s evil thoughts: the true account of last night’s events.

‘Tutu, Tutu…’ Lang Lang lost his mind kissing Xiao Tu who had eventually passed out drunk on the passenger seat. He continued to kiss her, and whisper her name between kisses.

His large hand stroked her body up and down, and took off her coat, and unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her soft breasts encased in her light blue t-shirt bra. He bowed his head and kissed her skin, he even pulled down her bra cups and kissed her pink nipples. He kissed down her stomach, her thighs, her inner thighs, her legs. He stopped himself when he got to her panties.

Little rabbit, I’ll let you go this time…

He dressed her, opened the car door and bundled Xiao Tu out, and carried her to his apartment. He took her straight to his room, and did it all again. Eating her inside and out, before taking a cold shower and jerking off to his release.

(Zuben: Chop and clean mouth cad…)

 [Alcohol allergy is a thing.]

12 It is not enough to take advantage...

Xiao Tu spent the week hiding, but time flew and the weekend arrived.

Spying at Lang Lang through her door’s cat’s eye, she really wanted to return to bed and pretend she couldn’t hear the doorbell and fall asleep. She indeed had this ability. Alas, there can only be one end going against the boss.

One can only become benevolent when one cannot win.

Not to mention the fact that he had evidence of her perverted nature.

She took a deep breath and opened the door.

Lang Lang was presented with her droopy head, looking like she was going to her execution.

He smiled and tousled her hair, ‘Is it that bad? Look how scared you look. If you really don’t want to…’

Xiao Tu raised her head in hope, looking forward to the rest of his sentence, and planned to thank Lord Longren. But he said nothing, just stared at her.

Damn…lost completely.

‘No, director. I…am looking forward to i…t.’ Xiao Tu lowered her head again.

‘Is that so? I didn’t realise that you were. Forget it. Thinking deeply on it, you didn’t do anything bad really. Didn’t you just take advantage of me? You didn’t lose anything. You don’t need to go. I wish you a good weekend. I’m off.’

She had never heard a more insidious threat in her life.

She quickly held him back, but quickly let him go as though she’d been shocked, ‘I didn’t touch you directly this time. I didn’t take advantage.’

‘Anyway, I will go with you. I am very willing. What else am I going to do on the weekend? It is very meaningful to go with you!’

He wanted a Xiao Tu that wasn’t over humble or too arrogant. He was too old to fall for such flattery. This apple polisher, she didn’t even blink while she lied.

Lang Lang was still unsatisfied, but seeing her fawning smile, he felt better and unconsciously ruffled her messy hair.

Xiao Tu looked up at Lang Lang, his face was bathed in the morning light as if plated with a layer of gold. His handsomeness was unreal.

Her face grew red.

Xiao Tu said dazedly, ‘Director, you’re the one who touched me this time.’

Staring down at her, Lang Lang felt heat rushing to his lower abdomen; he really wanted to eat this seductive bunny.

He took his hand from her head, ‘Ahem, I was just tidying up your hair - it was messy.’

What?! This! You’re playing with me! He couldn’t do this; he couldn’t do such ambiguous action on a hungry old woman! You’re making me have fantasies! (Author: Ahem, Tutu, you have said this a few times)

Xiao Tu’s eyes narrowed and said through gritted teeth, ‘I will go and change.’

She walked into her studio to her wardrobe. She looked left, she looked right; there were only white shirts and black skirts and trousers. That hateful Wolf dressed so stylishly. Ugh…what could she wear to win against this evil wolf!

Right! The dress she bought for that date!

Just as she picked up the dress, a bag was shoved in front of her face.

Chanel?!

Her little heart leapt.

‘Wear this.’

Wow! You’re so great! It is worth going out with you just for this Chanel dress, she thought excitedly.

Xiao Tu quickly took the bag and drew out the dress. She stood in front of her mirror and held the dress to her body. It was really beautiful…but er, the neckline was a little too low, and the back was very open.

‘Director, this…I think this dress might be a little too big for me.’

Lang Lang smiled knowingly, ‘Don’t worry, the size is absolutely right. I am very interested…’ in your body, he had almost let it slip.

‘I mean, ahem, that I bought the smallest size. I believe it would fit.’ (Zuben: child size?)

‘But…’

‘Don’t worry go and change.’ He said pushing her towards her bathroom.

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The Wolf’s dastardly plans:

‘Director, what about this goose yellow dress. Miss Xiao would look even fairer.’ (Zuben: I don’t understand the Chinese web writers' obsession with “goose yellow”)

Lang Lang looked at the lovely dress in Assistant Li’s hands, and shook his head.

‘How about this one; bright red and passionate.’ It was a long red dress with a little train. He shook his head.

He continued to look around and spied a little black dress in the corner. Li rushed to get it.

Director…this dress…shows too much! You are too cruel to Miss Xiao! Li cried out inwardly when he saw the dress.

‘Li, I’ll take this one and the yellow.’

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The bathroom door finally opened after what felt like forever to Lang Lang, Xiao Tu appeared with her head down.

It was a short dress that fell to mid-thigh. The material clung to her curves. Her cleavage scenery was somewhat covered by her hair, but what he could see pleased him greatly.

Xiao Yu looked nervous, not knowing where to put her hands, ‘Director, I don’t think I can wear this dress.’

‘Is that so? I don’t think you’ve worn it properly. Let me set it right.’ Lang Lang said somewhat impatiently. He pulled her hair away to reveal the long awaited cleavage. Staring at her attractive mounds, he couldn’t help but recall the excellent feel of the skin. He pretended to seriously adjust her dress; putting his hands around her bust and smoothing the dress down her body.

‘Here…put that in a little here…’ he said as he palmed her bust once more.

Xiao Tu couldn’t wear a bra with the dress, so it was disconcerting being touched like that. His hands were fiddling with her breasts, and she was worried she would get aroused while he looked so serious.

After taking advantage in front, he turned her around and took a gander at the back, as anticipated, it opened down to the gentle arch of her back. He pushed her hair to her front so he could fully appreciate her beautiful back. It looked so different in the day, much whiter and more alluring. (Zuben: I think from now on, in Chinese stories, we should all just take a shot of whatever whenever they talk about how white someone’s skin is)

Lang Lang touched her up while pretending to adjust the dress.

Looking over the front from behind, he said, ‘It has to come over a bit more. I’ll to it again…’

From his vantage, as he pulled at the dress from behind, the front opened wider revealing more skin. He kept pulling and Xiao Tu felt like she was in danger of her breasts popping out.

‘Director, I think that’s enough.’ She said holding her hands over her chest and clutching the dress back. (Zuben: Total perv)

‘Hmm. Sit down I will do your hair and make up.’ He said.

What? He can do hair and make up? An all rounder!

She sat at her dressing table, but the dress drew up revealing more of her slender thighs.

Lang Lang stood beside her, suppressing the impulse to kiss her senseless, he applied a gentle touch of makeup.

He went behind her to style her hair.

Xiao Tu watched him as he fussed in the mirror. They looked like a good match, she thought unconsciously and her face went red again. (Zuben: A match between the con artist and the gullible - a good match indeed)

‘All done.’ He said, patting her hair, satisfied with his handiwork.

‘Wow! Director, you’re so talented. I can’t find the words to describe you.’ She said looking at her prettily dressed self in the mirror, completely forgetting her animosity with him.

‘Let’s go.’ He said.

‘Yes.’ She replied with no hesitation this time. Lang Lang, you are my mountain rose!

As she put on her black heels, ‘Put this on,’ he said pulling off his windbreaker, and putting it on her before zipping it up to her neck.

Xiao Tu was suddenly confused. Wasn’t he the one who made her wear the dress, now he was covering it? (Zuben: because he’s a pervert.)

Lang Lang took her hand and walked out of her apartment with a blooming expression on his face. He was the only one who would could appreciate her beautiful body, he had no intention of showing it to others!

Goose yellow/duckling yellow. A colour favoured by Chinese writers to make their heroines "appear" whiter. Golden yellow to the rest of us.

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