Jing Se Yu Zhui – Chapter 82

Is Lovesickness Considered an Illness?

Chapter 82: Is Lovesickness Considered an Illness?

Lian Li opened the lid of the food container and served two bowls of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall Seafood Congee, placing one bowl in front of Jin Shi Yue and the other in front of herself.

Jin Shi Yue sat leisurely on the chair like an old master, watching her.

Lian Li felt uncomfortable being stared at by him and asked, “What are you looking at?”

Jin Shi Yue lazily replied, “Seeing if the little fairy is still angry.”

“I’m not angry,” Lian Li lowered her head and drank milk. The warm liquid slid down her esophagus into her stomach, feeling warm.

“Not angry about what?” Jin Shi Yue raised the corner of his eye, looking at her nonchalantly, “Did I disturb your sleep, or did I kiss you?”

The hand resting on the table had long, slender fingers, and the contour of his wrist was sharp and smooth, possessing an ineffable artistic beauty.

Lian Li’s gaze moved upward. The man’s dark eyes, tinged with a faint smile, were like an unfathomable abyss, harboring a fearsome strength.

Sometimes she had to admire him; he always lightly trampled on other people’s sensitive nerves.

The two were now calmly having breakfast. If he hadn’t brought it up, perhaps yesterday’s kiss could have been lightly brushed aside.

As if it never happened, but he had to make it explicit.

“I’ll let you kiss me back.”

Jin Shi Yue said with a straight face, “If you feel you’re at a disadvantage, I don’t mind you sleeping with me either.”

Lian Li refused, “No.”

How could such a thing be reciprocal? A kiss from you and a kiss from me could cancel each other out.

“Then what do you want?” Jin Shi Yue lightly lifted his eyelids to look at Lian Li opposite him. She alone was enough to fill his entire field of vision. “Junior Sister, you have to say it so I know how to please you.”

The Eldest Young Master trying to please someone?

It was always others who tried to please him; how could she dare to ask him to do anything? After all, he was so arrogant, domineering, unreasonable, and terrifying.

But since he had said so, it would seem like she was at a disadvantage if she didn’t take the opportunity to express her demand.

Lian Li blinked her eyelashes, her eyes filled with anticipation, and asked, “Will you agree to any request?”

Jin Shi Yue knew what she was scheming without even having to ponder it and decisively said, “Dream on.”

“Twelve hours have passed now. You have the remaining time to think carefully,” he decreed in a neither light nor heavy tone.

…Alright.

The sea cucumber and abalone were crisp and chewy. Lian Li chewed slowly, and halfway through, she lifted her eyelids to glance at the man opposite her.

Her mind was a bit hazy in the early morning, her thoughts like a tangled mess of threads that couldn’t be unraveled.

Wasn’t she supposed to be returning money? How did she end up having breakfast with him?

It seemed her stomach was hungry, making her forget everyone, even enemies.

Jin Shi Yue ate slowly and casually asked, “Where did you go thieving last night? You have such big dark circles under your eyes.”

It was better when he didn’t say anything. As soon as he mentioned it, Lian Li remembered the dream of passion and was immediately choked by the congee. She coughed a few times and quickly drank water to calm herself.

Her reaction was a bit unusual. Jin Shi Yue tugged at the corner of his mouth and said with amusement, “Could it be that you missed me so much last night that you couldn’t sleep?”

Lian Li cleared her throat and said with a straight face, “Self-infatuation is a disease.”

“Is it?” Jin Shi Yue narrowed his eyes slightly and curved into a not-so-proper smile, “Does lovesickness count as a disease?”

If she continued talking to him, she wouldn’t even be able to eat breakfast.

Lian Li chose to shut her mouth and focus on her food.

Seeing that she was hungry, Jin Shi Yue didn’t say anything further.

The air conditioning in the room wasn’t very strong, but Lian Li still broke out in a sweat from drinking the congee. She took a tissue and carefully wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Jin Shi Yue leaned back loosely against the chair, his right leg crossed over the edge of the table. The dining table wasn’t small, but with his long legs, he stretched them out and rested them directly on the edge of Lian Li’s chair.

He was casually playing with a silver lighter in his hand, his deep dark eyes reflecting her image.

Lian Li didn’t pay attention to him, so she naturally didn’t know how long he had been staring at her.

After finishing eating, she looked up at him and unexpectedly met his dark, deep eyes. Her fingertips trembled involuntarily.

“You can take the money back,” Lian Li decided to speak frankly after much thought. “I don’t want our relationship to become complicated.”

Jin Shi Yue, however, said, “What relationship do we have?”

The young master of her father’s employer’s family, the younger brother of the person she liked, a friend of her senior sister’s friend, the person she spent a passionate night with… there were too many.

After a moment of silence, Lian Li said, “No matter what our relationship is, you should take the money back first.”

Jin Shi Yue refused decisively, “I’m allergic to women’s money.”

The Eldest Young Master was talking nonsense again, relying on his good looks.

Lian Li looked at his extremely aggressive and handsome face and stated, “That was your money to begin with.”

“I don’t want second-hand money,” Jin Shi Yue said lazily.

The money had gone through her hands and become second-hand money.

Jin Shi Yue said slowly, “Second-hand money is like second-hand men; neither is worth much.”

Going in circles, it led back to his precious chastity.

The Eldest Young Master’s crotch was as valuable as gold; Lian Li had nothing to say.

She got up and tidied the food container, asking him, “I’ll wash it clean, and then you can take it back.”

The Eldest Young Master said concisely, “Put it down.”

No need to wash it, one less step. Lian Li was naturally happy and obediently placed it on the table.

She stood by the table, and he leaned back in his chair. Their gazes met in mid-air. Both had seen each other in a hazy state of desire, and could even recall the details… how her clothes had fallen one by one in his hands, she could clearly remember.

Under the same roof, with no large Tibetan Mastiff, only the two of them, it felt very strange.

A crisp telephone ring suddenly broke the silent, invisible sensuality that was spreading in the room.

Lian Li found an opportunity to slip away, even though it was her own home. “I’m going to take a call, so I won’t see you out.”

The call was from Xue Shufan. Her Senior Sister always saved her Junior Sister’s life at critical moments.

Lian Li went into her room to make the call, leaning against the wall, feeling her heartbeat was somewhat abnormal.

“Lili, your birthday is coming up, right? Let’s have dinner together then.” Xue Shufan held her mobile phone between her head and shoulder as she took out her lab coat.

Coincidentally, Lian Li’s birthday this year fell on the same day as the first day of the Lunar New Year.

“Okay, just the two of us. Come to my place then, and we’ll have hot pot.”

“OK.”

After hanging up the phone, Lian Li stayed in her room for another three minutes before coming out to see if Jin Shi Yue had left.

She scanned the living room but didn’t see anyone; he must have left.

Lian Li just let out a sigh of relief, but when she turned her head, she unexpectedly met a sharp, piercing gaze.

Jin Shi Yue was leaning against the marble countertop, as if boneless. He was dressed in black clothes and black pants, with a slender frame, exuding a cold, noble, and flamboyant style. His shirt outlined his lean waistline.

Lian Li calmly said, “Aren’t you leaving?”

Jin Shi Yue curved his lips and looked at her with a half-smile, “Junior Sister, is your life principle to kick someone out after you’ve had your way with them?”

Lian Li didn’t know what to say. After a moment of thought, she took out her mobile phone, “Then I’ll transfer you the money for breakfast?”

Jin Shi Yue’s gaze slid past her fair, slender fingers, and he let out a light scoff.

“Who are you trying to disgust?”

Lian Li: “…You?”

Jing Se Yu Zhui

Jing Se Yu Zhui

京色欲坠
Score 9
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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