Jing Se Yu Zhui – Chapter 121

Don't Tear My Clothes, They're Expensive

Chapter 121: Don’t Tear My Clothes, They’re Expensive

Without even wearing a jacket, Lian Li got out of bed, stepped into fluffy cotton slippers, and trotted to open the door.

She opened the door from the inside.

Outside the door, Jin Shi Yue stood with his arms crossed, leaning lazily against the doorframe. His gaze swept up and down Lian Li, lingering for two seconds on her fair, glowing legs below her skirt hem.

Tsk, she really knew how to glow.

Jin Shi Yue’s eyebrows lifted slightly, his deep, ink-like eyes moving to land on Lian Li’s fair and flawless face.

“Where did you get this luminous pearl? Take it back and worship it like an ancestor.”

Lian Li raised her face, looking at him in confusion.

“What luminous pearl? My home doesn’t have anything that valuable.”

“Aren’t you it? Staying up late and glowing.”

Jin Shi Yue straightened up, strode in with his long legs, and walked into the house with a lazy gait.

Lian Li watched his retreating back, her eyes rolling in confusion.

Staying up late + glowing = luminous pearl?

She couldn’t understand Eldest Young Master’s logic.

It was night owls who stayed up late.

Night owls’ eyes glow, but it’s a green glow, so green it makes them panic.

Jin Shi Yue changed his shoes at the entrance and, as if familiar with the layout, strode towards the bedroom.

Lian Li followed him like a little tail, looking down at his trouser legs, lost in thought.

In Lian Li’s opinion, Jin Shi Yue’s misunderstanding of her and Jin Yan Ting was the same as Chen Wei Qi’s misunderstanding of her and Jin Yan Ting.

Therefore, she wouldn’t explain.

…These two cousins have nothing better to do all day than misunderstand her, don’t they get tired?

Lian Li had a great advantage: she wasn’t afraid of being misunderstood and didn’t care about gossip.

Evidently, this advantage wasn’t universal.

An advantage could, in certain situations, become a disadvantage, or even a weakness.

As Lian Li was pondering, the man in front of her stopped abruptly. She almost couldn’t stop herself and ran right into him.

Fortunately, she was accustomed to maintaining a calm demeanor, so her expression didn’t change much.

Jin Shi Yue was wearing a custom-made black suit, his tie undone, his jacket loosely open, and the top two buttons of his shirt unfastened. He looked incredibly casual and dashing, with a hint of roguish charm mixed with his cold, noble aura.

He stood in front of Lian Li and took off his jacket in front of her.

“Why aren’t you asleep so late?”

The man’s appearance was superior, his aura unique, and his inherent nobility made even the simple act of taking off his clothes pleasing to the eye, elegant, and charming.

Lian Li took the suit jacket he tossed over, hugged it to her chest, and said, “You’re not asleep either, are you?”

He wasn’t asleep himself, yet he was asking if she was.

Oh well, she couldn’t expect Eldest Young Master to be considerate of others and understand the principle of being strict with oneself and lenient with others.

However, Jin Shi Yue heard a different meaning. He raised his eyebrows and asked with amusement, “Waiting for me alone in the empty room?”

“No.” Lian Li hadn’t specifically waited for him; she just couldn’t sleep because he wasn’t asleep, that’s all.

Lian Li held Jin Shi Yue’s jacket, the clothes carrying his pleasant, cool scent, reminding her of the breath she had smelled on her pillow tonight.

Lian Li’s eyelids drooped as she looked at the shoes he was currently wearing—the ones she had bought for him.

She had already spent money on things; what was so difficult about saying something that didn’t cost money? It wouldn’t cost her a pound of flesh.

Lian Li made up her mind and raised her face again to look at Jin Shi Yue.

Jin Shi Yue was slowly undoing his left cufflink with his right hand. Before she could speak, his long eyelashes drooped, and he looked down at her, asking, “Have you showered?”

Their eyes met, and the indescribable, humid ambiguity between a man and a woman suddenly heated up.

He wouldn’t be thinking of doing it in the bathroom…

Lian Li’s mind instantly flashed with certain suggestive memories, like an unclosable pop-up video on a webpage. Her ears immediately turned red, and she turned her head away, saying, “Yes.”

Jin Shi Yue’s long, thick eyelashes obscured the darkness in his eyes. He glanced at Lian Li’s ears, a smile tugging at his lips, and chuckled, “Your ears are so red, what are you thinking about? Planning to eat me in the bathroom?”

“No.” Lian Li pursed her lips, her earlobes so red they looked like they would bleed.

A girl’s lips were bright red, tender, and soft, looking exceptionally delicate just by looking at them.

Seeing this, a darkness flickered in Jin Shi Yue’s dark eyes. He then bent down and whispered in her ear, his voice low and deep, “I’ll give it to you in a couple of days. If I do it too often, I’ll break you, and it won’t be worth the loss.”

Hearing this, Lian Li was instantly filled with shyness, but she maintained a composed and self-assured expression.

“You should go take a shower. I’m sleepy and want to go to bed.”

With that, she placed his jacket on the chair by the dressing table and, without looking at him, burrowed into the quilt.

Lian Li pulled the quilt over her head, covering her ears with her hands, which were still burning, and took a long time to recover.

She had originally intended to explain the situation tonight to him, but all he said were inappropriate words.

He put on a show of being a chaste and upright man, but in reality, he could spout lewd remarks with ease.

He was so good at distorting right and wrong. Clearly, they were both virgins, but he was 27 years old and inexperienced, while she was 21. His period of abstinence was longer than hers, so in terms of duration alone, he was at a disadvantage.

In relationships, she only had theoretical knowledge and no practical experience, while Jin Shi Yue had never lacked people trying to please him since he was young. He had seen all sorts of sophisticated tactics.

Lian Li felt that the little knowledge she had was not enough to deal with him.

The sound of rushing water echoed in her ears; Jin Shi Yue had gone into the bathroom to shower.

Lian Li lifted the quilt and poked her head out. Her bright, almond-shaped eyes gazed at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling. Her gaze flickered for a moment, and she finally decided to get out of bed and explain things to him.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to sleep.

Lian Li walked to the bathroom door and said to Jin Shi Yue inside, “I had an appointment with Senior Sister Xue Shu Fan tonight, not Jin Yan Ting. If you don’t believe me…”

If you don’t believe me, you can ask Xue Shu Fan, or look for surveillance footage, or ask the manager of Fu Yan.

Lian Li’s words trailed off, her tone changing, and she then said, “Never mind.”

Believe it or not, she had said it anyway.

After Lian Li’s brief explanation, a knot of frustration in her heart suddenly loosened. Having settled the matter, she felt lighthearted and prepared to go to bed.

At that moment, the man’s casual voice came from the bathroom, “Bring me a bath towel.”

Lian Li paused and raised her voice, saying, “Isn’t your bath towel inside?”

She remembered seeing it when she took her shower.

“No, it’s not,” Jin Shi Yue replied lazily.

Lian Li had no choice but to go to the wardrobe to get him a new bath towel. She held the towel in both hands and placed it in front of the bathroom door. Before she could speak, she heard Jin Shi Yue say again, “Come in.”

Lian Li picked up the bath towel again and walked unhurriedly to the shower stall. “I’ll leave it by the door, you…”

Before she could finish speaking, the door suddenly opened, and a large hand reached out, grabbed her slender wrist, and with lightning speed, yanked her inside.

In the confined space, hot water cascaded from the showerhead, steam swirling and creating a hazy, humid atmosphere.

Before Lian Li could react, the man’s long legs wedged between hers, his long fingers gripping her chin, and he pressed her against the wall, kissing her.

His kiss was fierce.

His thin lips sucked and bit her lips, invading her forcefully, conquering her defenses, entwining with her soft tongue in a passionate kiss that ignited her desire.

Lian Li gasped for breath from the kiss, letting out a muffled groan from her nose. She pushed against his bare chest with her palms, struggling to utter a complete sentence:

“Didn’t you say no?”

The man’s hot breath brushed past her ear. He bit her earlobe, his voice hoarse as if burning, “I’ll be gentle.”

Jin Shi Yue’s large palm slid under Lian Li’s nightgown, moving up along the skin of her waist. However, reaching higher was restricted by the skirt in terms of touch and range of motion, so Jin Shi Yue began to impatiently tug at her nightgown.

He was strong, and the fabric was thin.

Lian Li’s heart pounded with fear, “Don’t tear my clothes, they’re expensive!”

Jin Shi Yue’s dark eyes, filled with desire, looked down at her. His Adam’s apple bobbed, and his voice was so low it was almost seductive.

“I’ll pay you back.”

As soon as the words fell, a tearing sound echoed in the silent space…

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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