Jing Se Yu Zhui – Chapter 191

Late rebellion and willfulness

Chapter 191: Late rebellion and willfulness

“How can we not be a perfect match.”

Jin Shi Yue circled her waist with his long arm, lifted her up, adjusted her position, and then pressed her down, his tone arrogant, “We are a perfect match.”

The sensation was too intense, Lian Li let out a ‘wow’ sound: “I said I wouldn’t come anymore.”

She held onto the man’s neck, not realizing that her every word and action tonight was no different from acting spoiled.

She ‘wauled’, like a defenseless little monster, Jin Shi Yue listened and smiled, “Relax.”

Lian Li buried her face in his shoulder: “Show me how to relax!”

His attack was already fierce, and coupled with her confession just now, his actions were more ferocious than ever.

If it were the first time, Lian Li definitely wouldn’t be able to take it, but after so many times, he became more and more fierce with each encounter, constantly pushing her limits, making her tolerance grow stronger.

Lian Li’s hair swayed, her cheeks flushed, her body hot and wet, her hands resting on his shoulders, she lowered her head and bit his sexy, prominent Adam’s apple.

Lian Li whimpered, saying intermittently: “It is said that there is a carotid artery in the Adam’s apple. If you bite or suck hard, the blood vessel may rupture, leading to death.”

She was earnestly educating him, trying to make him restrain himself and stop letting her bite him, but Jin Shi Yue heard another meaning.

“You want to die in bed with me?”

Lian Li glared at him. Men always said flippant words with a casual air, making it seem like nothing much was happening.

She didn’t want to die.

Lian Li reached out and pinched his ear, her tone unusually domineering: “You die yourself.”

“Lili, how can you be so cute.” Jin Shi Yue lowered his forehead to hers, chuckling in a low, husky voice, his laughter unrestrained and flamboyant, making one’s heart melt.

Hearing this, Lian Li became even more suspicious that he had masochistic tendencies.

She suddenly realized that she was always a bit willful and rebellious in front of him.

Was it the willfulness and rebellion of adolescence that arrived late?

Or was it that those who are favored are always so fearless?

Lian Li couldn’t tell which it was, or perhaps it was both.

The passionate encounter ended, and she panted, lying on him, her red lips slightly parted as she breathed in the fresh air.

Jin Shi Yue held her tenderly for a moment, about to show her the information, when he found that she had fallen asleep.

He threw the paternity test report back into the drawer.

There were many things happening today, and everything was throwing stones at her, but she didn’t dodge. She bravely accepted them all, and handled them exceptionally well.

The mobile phone rang, Jin Shi Yue glanced at it and calmly answered.

It was Old Madam Jin, asking him to return to the Old House for a meal another day.

Jin Shi Yue responded indifferently and said, “Third Miss Chen should be by your side. Please tell her that Lian Li is worthy of anyone, and I am the one who should worry about being abandoned.”

Old Madam Jin glanced at Chen Shifei on the chaise lounge and said to Jin Shi Yue, “You can protect her for a while, but not for a lifetime. If you are determined about her, you must obtain the consent of the family elders.”

“Lian Li does not need anyone’s approval.” Jin Shi Yue’s voice was devoid of warmth, “If they disagree, they can go die.”

Second Young Master Jin was usually playful and casually unrestrained. It was the first time Old Madam Jin had seen him so protective of someone, and she couldn’t help but be surprised, even curious about what charm this girl named Lian Li possessed.

Both of her grandsons were protecting her.

Old Madam Jin then amplified the sound, and Chen Shifei naturally heard Jin Shi Yue’s cold and ruthless words.

Were her two sons born for Lian Li? Why were they both protecting Lian Li and going against her?

She hung up the phone.

Jin Shi Yue wiped Lian Li clean, picked her up, took her to the bathroom to wash her, and then carried her back to the bedroom.

The large bedroom was dim and dark.

On the bed, Jin Shi Yue looked down at Lian Li, who was sleeping with her face on his chest, and stayed awake for a long time.

Lian Jingcheng not only mentioned the two young masters of the Jin family to Lian Li, but also talked about Lian Li in front of Jin Shi Yue and Jin Yan Ting.

When he spoke of his precious daughter, his face was full of pride, saying how sensible and intelligent she was.

The time Lian Jingcheng drove Lian Li to pick up Jin Shi Yue was not the first time Jin Shi Yue had seen Lian Li.

Jin Shi Yue was cold-hearted and aloof, rebellious since childhood. One year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, instead of paying respects to Old Master Jin, he went out to play with friends.

The museum had a special area for children of noble families, with a view of the entire Forbidden City.

On the high platform, Jin Shi Yue leaned lazily against a vermilion pillar, his eyes downcast, casually playing with his mobile phone. He casually raised his eyelids, his gaze sweeping over a father and daughter taking photos with a red flag.

He recognized the father; he was a driver for the Jin family, but he hadn’t paid attention to his name.

No one would pay special attention to a driver, but Jin Shi Yue had a good memory and could recognize him with a single glance.

Little Lian Li held Lian Jingcheng’s hand in one hand and a tanghulu in the other. The bright sun shone on her clear and tender face, and she smiled innocently and joyfully.

A little silly.

Jin Shi Yue let out a scoff and continued to play with his phone as if nothing had happened.

Later, in the car, seeing little Lian Li with her head down, diligently counting red envelopes, he felt an urge to tease her.

Who would have thought that such a delicate and lovely little girl could be so destructive, crying and biting.

She almost bit off a piece of flesh from his hand.

However, Jin Shi Yue still didn’t pay attention to Lian Li. He wasn’t interested in little girls, and besides, he was only in his teens then, too young for romance.

Jin Shi Yue had no desire to live. He joined the military and went through gunfire and rain of bullets. He and his teammate Song Xiao went through life and death together. Song Xiao’s evaluation of him was: a reckless madman.

Later, during a mission, Song Xiao, who was about to get married, died in an explosion. Jin Shi Yue, who was indifferent to life and death, survived.

Few people knew that Jin Shi Yue was supposed to have died in that explosion. Song Xiao, wanting to be closer to Xu Jingxi, had temporarily swapped missions with Jin Shi Yue, which led to his death.

They were young and impetuous then, arrogant and reckless, always thinking they had things under control. Violating military orders, swapping missions privately, thinking they wouldn’t be discovered, and even if they were, what of it? They would complete the mission perfectly.

After Song Xiao’s death, Old Master Jin summoned Jin Shi Yue back and whipped him severely with a military whip in front of the Jin family’s ancestral hall, no less than thirty times.

The wounds would heal; he didn’t care.

During the period he was recalled to the capital, Jin Shi Yue lived in Wan Yi Hua Fu. The curtains in his room were drawn tightly. He lay on the recliner, sleeping in a daze, with the God of Wealth by his feet.

He couldn’t distinguish the days and had no sense of time.

He only remembered that one day, as the spring breeze blew, he saw light and Lian Li.

Eighteen-year-old Lian Li was bright and lively, like a bird hopping joyfully on a branch.

He thought she should fly away.

But she didn’t.

She stayed by Jin Yan Ting’s side, like the story of the 《nightingale》 in Andersen’s fairy tales. The nightingale had a very ordinary background, and later the emperor became fascinated by the nightingale’s singing and kept it in the palace. The nightingale could have gained fame and fortune, but it did not covet glory and wealth and always remained true to itself.

The nightingale shed the label of a ‘damsel in distress’ from fairy tales. It appeared by the emperor’s side as a savior, but the emperor only wanted it to stay by his side, not to have freedom and soar into the sky.

Jin Shi Yue didn’t know how many days he had been watching Lian Li from the shadows.

He lay on the recliner, and the God of Wealth, seeing him staring intently at Lian Li in the garden below, watched with him.

One person and one dog, in a dark room, relying only on the wind to move the curtains and a faint ray of light, watched Lian Li and Jin Yan Ting pruning the branches of the peach tree.

They talked and laughed, as if in another world.

At some point, Jin Shi Yue found himself unconsciously showing a faint smile in his eyes as he looked at the smile on Lian Li’s face.

Later, when he returned to the military region, he would unconsciously think of her.

In the height of summer, Lian Li finished her college entrance exams, on Jin Yan Ting’s birthday.

Jin Shi Yue found an excuse to return to the capital. He didn’t even change out of his military uniform, leaning lazily against the wall of the common garden of the row of villas, looking at a lush peach tree.

He didn’t know why he had come here, only remembering that not long after, Lian Li came out of the house and walked over.

At the end of the corridor, she sat at a bamboo table and chairs, her legs stretched out, her toes slowly turning in circles, like a leisurely and contented bird.

He let out a light chuckle as he watched,

She was extremely perceptive and, hearing the sound, immediately turned around: “Who’s there?”

He smiled lazily and threw the military cap in his hand towards her, covering her head.

Happy New Year’s Eve!

Jing Se Yu Zhui

Jing Se Yu Zhui

京色欲坠
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Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
Lian Li's father was a driver for the top tycoon, the Jin Family. The day her father died in the line of duty, it was pouring rain. Jin Yan Ting walked towards her, his deep voice stating: "Come with me." He kept her by his side, protecting her for nine years. Hearing that Jin Yan Ting had almost fallen out with his family over his white moonlight, Lian Li knew he didn't have her in his heart and chose to exit gracefully. Unexpectedly, under the soft moonlight, they hooked up for the entire night. The next day at noon, she opened her eyes to find his younger brother, Jin Shi Yue, beside her. Lian Li sincerely suggested, "You enjoyed yourself last night too, why don't we part on good terms?" "I didn't enjoy myself enough, we can't part," the man said, a bath towel loosely tied around his waist. Water droplets from his damp hair fell, tracing a path down his collarbone and disappearing into the bath towel wrapped around his waist, exuding a natural sexiness. A lazy smile curved his lips. "Take responsibility for me, Lian Li." Later, At a certain banquet, Lian Li felt unwell and left early. Jin Yan Ting heard about it, hastily left the banquet, and knocked on the lounge door. Inside, Jin Shi Yue forcefully held Lian Li's waist, pressing her tightly against the door, and looking down to kiss her lips, he hoarsely said, "Tell him to get lost." Jin Shi Yue was known for being a scoundrel. Everyone thought he was just playing around, passing the time. Until Jing Ye, the circles were abuzz: Jin Shi Yue had personally written Lian Li a love letter. The young masters of prominent families rushed to deny it: It's fake, impossible, definitely forged! How could the distinguished Second Young Master Jin lower himself. The next day, during a media interview, a reporter sought confirmation. The man smiled lazily and corrected, "Two. One love letter, and one marriage certificate."

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