Jing Se Yu Zhui – Chapter 157

She Seemed to Like Jin Shi Yue a Little

Chapter 157: She Seemed to Like Jin Shi Yue a Little

“Why do you have to ask me?” Lian Li tilted her head up to look at him. “Why can’t you just tell me yourself?”

Jin Shi Yue lowered his head slightly, his fingertip rubbing her delicate lips. “If you don’t ask, what’s your mouth for?”

Fine.

Lian Li asked as he wished, “Then where did you spend your money?”

“I went back to the Military Region.”

“They locked you up and wouldn’t let you contact me?”

Jin Shi Yue let out a low chuckle, his palm gliding along her waistline through the silk fabric. “You just hold grudges.”

Lian Li wanted to say she didn’t, but then she thought about it, she seemed to remember his affairs particularly well. Her eyelashes trembled, and she pursed her lips uncomfortably.

For nearly ten years, there were many times Jin Yan Ting didn’t contact her. Being out of touch for a month or two was common, and she didn’t get angry.

Logically speaking, she shouldn’t be arguing with Jin Shi Yue.

Lian Li’s eyes darted around as she explained the train of thought she had just pondered.

“How about this, to avoid us disagreeing on principles every other day and always having conflicts, let’s make three rules.”

Jin Shi Yue raised his eyebrows slightly, signaling her to continue.

“First, we cannot violate principles. Our dating is premised on not being public.”

The premise of a problem is crucial. If the premise is not met, the entire problem is invalid. Their relationship was built on the condition of not being public; his constant insistence on going public was tantamount to breaking the rules.

“What if we’re accidentally discovered?” Jin Shi Yue asked in a low voice.

Both of them were cautious and perceptive people. If they were accidentally discovered, how careless would that have to be?

“Absolutely not!” Lian Li firmly rejected the possibility.

If they were truly discovered by accident, they would deal with it as it came.

“Second, we cannot be out of contact for more than half a month. Exceeding half a month defaults to a breakup.”

“Third, we cannot joke about important matters.”

Jin Shi Yue hooked a few strands of her dark hair with his fingers, idly twirling them. “For example?”

Lian Li: “For example, feelings.”

Jin Shi Yue paused, glancing at her. “You don’t believe I’m only fond of you?”

Lian Li, however, said, “What’s the use of believing or not believing in feelings? My mother also said she only liked my father, but in the end, she still left.”

Feelings are difficult to manage. Even if you put them in the refrigerator, they can only be stored for a certain period; it cannot guarantee they will never spoil.

Jin Shi Yue was silent for three seconds, then asked, “How do I get Ling Yu into your house?”

“Isn’t he your person?”

“You believe me when I say he’s mine?”

“Yes.”

After a moment, Lian Li mused, “If you meet a girl you like more, don’t give me the cold shoulder or make excuses. Just tell me directly, and I’ll agree to break up.”

Jin Shi Yue’s eyes deepened with a cold glint. “And you?”

“I won’t,” Lian Li said decisively.

She often told Xue Shufan and Shang Lingyu that she didn’t plan to get married or have children and would find a nursing home when she got old. It wasn’t a joke.

If she really couldn’t find her mother, she might keep searching forever and wouldn’t have the energy to care about other men.

Jin Shi Yue was an exception.

Jin Shi Yue stared at her, his voice low as he asked, “What about Jin Yan Ting?”

“What does our relationship have to do with him?” Lian Li asked, confused.

Jin Shi Yue knew his question was childish, but he still had to ask, “You spend all your time with him. What if you learn from Chen Shimei and run off with him? What will I do?”

His stubbornness seemed to demand an answer.

Lian Li answered clearly, word by word: “Being with you means I am loyal to our relationship. Before we break up, I will not have ambiguous relationships with other men.”

Except for the agreed-upon premise, she was dating him seriously.

It was he who always stepped on the principles.

They were actually the same kind of people.

Although they appeared not to believe in love, they were infinitely loyal and passionate towards it.

Jin Shi Yue’s eyes clearly reflected Lian Li’s image, taking in her every facial expression.

His expression became increasingly subtle. “Lian Li, do you know what the root of our conflict is?”

Lian Li looked up, her black, glass-like bright eyes filled with curiosity. “What?”

Jin Shi Yue let out a low laugh from his throat, his voice carrying a hint of playful cynicism. “You can’t see me.”

You don’t like me.

Lian Li was stunned, her breathing even softening.

At this moment, Jin Shi Yue was very close to Lian Li, so close that she could see the deep meaning behind his words through the heat in his eyes.

A hint of a smile flickered in Jin Shi Yue’s dark eyes. He lowered his head, his nose affectionately rubbing hers, his voice husky and magnetic:

“Lian Li, try to like me, just a little bit is fine, no need for too much.”

A little bit of liking, and a little bit of worry. If something happened to him, she wouldn’t be too sad.

The large, empty room was silent, amplifying his very low voice infinitely, letting it drift into Lian Li’s ears, allowing her to hear every word clearly.

Try to like him a little bit?

But…

She seemed to, right now, like Jin Shi Yue a little.

And.

More than just a little bit.

Lian Li stared at Jin Shi Yue without blinking, remaining silent. She stood on tiptoe and kissed him, gently holding his lips.

She rarely initiated physical closeness with him.

Jin Shi Yue’s full Adam’s apple bobbed. He lifted her face, easily regaining control, parting her lips and teeth, deepening the kiss.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

His kiss, initially tender and gentle, gradually became fierce as he felt her returning the kiss, forcefully sucking her lips and tongue.

Lian Li felt a sting of pain, yet from the slight pain, a strong tremor arose. Her heart pounded wildly, and her eyes misted over.

The man’s passionate kiss was like a storm, with raindrops falling day and night onto her heart, making her eyes hazy and gradually drenched.

As they kissed, Jin Shi Yue’s burning lips slid down, lingering on her neck. His long fingers lifted the hem of her skirt, and his broad palm, carrying warmth, fanned the flames wildly.

“Jin Shi Yue…”

Lian Li’s eyelashes trembled. She opened her rippling eyes, but before she could speak, his hand gently but firmly caressed and kneaded her, making her whole body tremble uncontrollably.

Jin Shi Yue’s deep, dark eyes stared at her unblinkingly, his gaze profound. He took out a small aluminum foil packet from somewhere and placed it in her hand.

Lian Li, still breathless from the kiss, looked down and saw what was in her hand, her pupils suddenly widening.

How did he carry condoms with him?

Bastard.

Jin Shi Yue looked at her deeply, desire appearing in his eyes. “Help me put it on.”

Lian Li was still relatively calm at this moment, her tone even as she informed him, “This is someone else’s Manor.”

“Jin Family property.”

“Oh… your family is so rich.”

“My money is all yours,” his hoarse voice fell into her ear, his hot breath trailing down her neck.

Lian Li’s whole body shivered. “Don’t do it here…”

“We can burn this room down,” Jin Shi Yue’s gaze was deep, his voice seductive. “What’s wrong with doing it?”

“Then burn it,” Lian Li said.

Jin Shi Yue chuckled softly at her words. “You’ve learned to be bad.”

“I learned from you.”

His fingers, strong and slender, moved a little further in.

Lian Li’s body went soft, her eyes tinged with a faint blush of peach. She reached out and grabbed his wrist, trying to move it away.

To prevent her from falling if she couldn’t stand.

Jin Shi Yue’s large hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. His long fingers brushed through her scattered long hair, tucking it behind her ear.

“Lian Li, do you want to?” His breath sprinkled on her earlobe, his voice low and husky.

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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