Jing Se Yu Zhui – Chapter 104

A New Year, A New Identity

Chapter 104: A New Year, A New Identity

Jin Shi Yue was not an easy person to talk to, nor did he have much patience.

Lian Li was somewhat surprised that he had waited until now.

However, they were clearly playing a game, so why were they suddenly settling old scores?

Lian Li’s dark, lustrous eyes reflected his appearance. The man had a well-defined bone structure, high brow ridges, and phoenix eyes with a hint of wantonness at the corners, his entire being exuding a noble bearing nurtured by supreme power.

His looks were aggressively handsome, and his aura was sharply cold and invasive.

The distance between the two far exceeded normal social boundaries.

Lian Li pressed her palms onto the sofa, her fingertips slightly curled, staring at him blankly, and pursed her lips.

Before she could reply, she heard Jin Shi Yue question her again, “And incompatible personalities, what’s your personality and what’s mine?”

…This was settling old and new debts together.

Whether it was Lian Li’s imagination or not, she felt his words carried a strangely gentle yet fierce undertone.

Two completely opposite traits blended together, creating a dangerously seductive quality when heard.

Lian Li gazed at Jin Shi Yue without blinking, her thoughts completely captivated by him, naturally failing to notice the small movements of his hand holding the dice cup.

Xue Shufan was right; Lian Li rarely interacted with men. She mostly dealt with seniors who had strong logical thinking skills and were in the field of mathematics. Those big shots were always straightforward and friendly in their interactions with top talents.

Lian Li slowly blinked her eyelashes and said directly, “No matter how much we talk, it’s faster to reveal the dice and decide the winner.”

“No regrets?” Jin Shi Yue asked.

“No regrets,” Lian Li replied.

Upon hearing this, the corner of Jin Shi Yue’s mouth lifted almost imperceptibly.

He released her nape and, under Lian Li’s gaze, his long-fingered hand lifted the dice cup.

The three dice inside clearly showed three sixes.

Lian Li suspected she was seeing things and blinked her long lashes twice. Upon looking again, it was still three sixes.

She looked up, about to say something to Jin Shi Yue, when he suddenly pushed her back with gentle force.

Lian Li lay on the sofa. As she tried to get up, Jin Shi Yue leaned over and pressed down, cupping her face with his left hand and kissing her slowly, while his right hand threaded through her soft hair.

“You… cheating… mmph mmph…” Lian Li’s voice was intermittent. Her lips were so tightly sealed by his that she couldn’t utter a complete sentence.

The man’s physique was firm and strong. His tall, imposing body loomed over her, and she couldn’t budge him at all.

Only when they broke for air did Lian Li get a chance to speak, “You cheated!”

The reason she played this with him was because she knew she wouldn’t lose, but the result was that he won.

This left only one possibility: he had secretly changed the dice numbers while she wasn’t paying attention.

Jin Shi Yue, however, lowered his head and kissed her lips again, his voice slightly hoarse, “No regrets.”

Lian Li pushed against his chest with both hands, panting, “But you cheated.”

“It’s explicitly stated in the exam rules that cheating is prohibited. Did we have a prior agreement that we couldn’t cheat?”

“…No.”

“Then that’s that.”

Jin Shi Yue lightly bit her lip and suddenly chuckled, “Right, girlfriend?”

“Even without a prior agreement, cheating is wrong,” Lian Li turned her face away, avoiding his kiss.

Jin Shi Yue cupped her chin and turned her face back, his eyes holding a hint of playfulness as he asked, “Tell me, how do you plan to deal with me?”

The way he said that was so suggestive…

Lian Li looked at the man on top of her, knowing that shirking responsibility was impossible. Her eyes darted, and she said, “For the six months I’m responsible, you can’t let anyone know about our relationship. Of course, if you get tired of it and want to end it early, and no longer want me to be responsible, I won’t pester you then.”

Jin Shi Yue stared at her with deep eyes for a moment. This time, Lian Li didn’t shy away from his sharp gaze.

Lian Li guessed that he liked her, and as long as it didn’t involve his interests, he would compromise if he could.

Although she wasn’t sure if he was like this with every woman, perhaps, as he said, she was his first woman, making her somewhat special to him.

And specialness was always an illusion, fleeting.

For those in positions of power, anyone was insignificant and could be discarded anytime, anywhere, as long as true interests were involved.

Lian Li had to consider herself, her six months with him, and everything that would happen afterward; she had to think it all through.

Rather than obedience, Lian Li was more suited for control.

Her control was calm and gentle, subtle, like an invisible rope that firmly guided people.

Jin Shi Yue picked her up. He sat on the sofa, and she straddled him facing him. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, his gaze lingering on her face.

“I’m not presentable?”

Lian Li carefully sat on the man’s lap. In his cold aura, she shook her head, “No, you know about me and Jin Yan Ting…”

Before she could finish speaking, Jin Shi Yue cut her off decisively, “Fine.”

That one word completely bewildered Lian Li.

Was the Eldest Young Master this easy to talk to?

Glancing at Lian Li’s stunned expression, Jin Shi Yue raised an eyebrow slightly, “What, disappointed? Changed your mind and want to announce to the world that I’m your man?”

Lian Li felt relieved.

He was still the same Eldest Young Master.

“No,” Lian Li sat on Jin Shi Yue, not daring to move, and said softly, “New Year’s Eve is over, it’s late. Aren’t you tired?”

“Are you tired?” Jin Shi Yue asked.

“A little.”

As Lian Li spoke, she suddenly felt her jacket being pulled. She turned her head to look and saw the man’s long, perfect hand.

Jin Shi Yue took off Lian Li’s jacket and scanned her from bottom to top. His gaze paused for a few seconds as it passed her chest.

She had showered and was wearing a pinkish pajama set. She was not wearing a bra underneath, and the fabric was soft and slightly loose, her curves and contours faintly visible.

Lian Li was feeling a bit sleepy, and her mind was still on the dice she had just rolled, so she didn’t notice immediately.

She let out a small yawn and was about to speak when Jin Shi Yue suddenly tightened his arms, pulling her instantly closer to him.

Lian Li’s hands clasped his broad shoulders, confused, “What’s wrong?”

Jin Shi Yue cupped her chin with one hand and answered her question with a kiss.

His kiss was less urgent this time, and the hand resting loosely on her waist remained still, showing great patience.

Although Lian Li hadn’t drunk any alcohol, she felt a sense of slight intoxication from the slow, deepening kiss.

The man’s lips moved from her mouth down her slender, delicate neck, leaving a light kiss on her heart.

Jin Shi Yue’s unique scent washed over her, warm and forceful, invading Lian Li’s skin. Her long, thick eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

Lian Li’s breathing stopped.

In the quiet, silent house, it seemed only her chaotic heartbeat and his slightly heavy breathing could be heard.

The man’s breath was intensely invasive. Lian Li’s chest felt hot, and her hands instinctively pushed him away, but the strong arms around her waist suddenly tightened.

Instead of retreating, she leaned even closer.

The man’s kiss was somewhat greedy, and Lian Li couldn’t help but let out a soft hum from her throat.

Jin Shi Yue paused slightly, then his hand slipped under her hem, tracing her waistline upwards, caressing her soft skin.

As if coaxing her, his kiss returned to her lips.

The ambiguous sound of their kissing, mixed with her own rapid, chaotic heartbeat, echoed in her ears.

It made her ears burn, and she unconsciously called out to him, “Jin Shi Yue.”

Jin Shi Yue’s lowered gaze was deep, his voice low and magnetic with a hint of hoarseness, “Mm?”

His shirt was wrinkled from her grip at some point.

Jin Shi Yue held Lian Li’s moist, red lips, his long-fingered hand tracing down her waistline inch by inch…

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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