Chapter 160: Come Here and Hold My Hand
Lian Li felt dizzy on the sailing ship, clinging to Jin Shi Yue’s back, trembling all over.
Thirty minutes is not enough.
Lian Li urged him anxiously, and he whispered seductively in her ear, “Call me gege.”
He toyed with her, and Lian Li couldn’t escape, so she could only obey him and softly call out, “Gege.”
Her voice was sweet and clear, with a slight huskiness, each tremor and tone captivating the heart.
Jin Shi Yue’s muscles instantly tensed, his eyes deepening.
It took Lian Li a long time to tidy herself up before she could finally leave the lounge.
It was getting late, and Jin Yan Ting was preparing to return to the manor. Just as he was about to look for Lian Li, he suddenly saw the young girl returning to the banquet hall at an unhurried pace.
Fortunately, Jin Shi Yue had some conscience and didn’t tear her clothes.
Because she was wearing a skirt, she could do as she pleased, and it was convenient for her to tidy up afterward.
To avoid others noticing, Lian Li washed her face and sprayed perfume—Jin Shi Yue didn’t like strong perfume scents. She had only intended to spray a few times, but upon hearing his words, she sprayed it several more times.
Jin Shi Yue lay lazily on the sofa, his long legs propped on the armrest, his arm behind his head, watching her spray perfume with great interest.
Lian Li suspected he had exhibitionism. She glanced over, unable to bear looking directly, and hurried past, grabbing a wool blanket to cover him.
Instead, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms for a passionate kiss.
“Don’t think spraying perfume means I won’t touch you,” he pinched her chin and bit her lip, “Even if you fell into a durian pit, I still would.”
Lian Li’s mind was sharp, and she immediately caught the key information: “You don’t like durian.”
She would eat durian every day from now on!
Jin Shi Yue saw through her thoughts and was so amused he almost laughed. He fiercely ate away all the lipstick she had just applied.
She had to reapply lipstick and tidy her appearance.
Thinking of this, Lian Li secretly sighed. Jin Shi Yue was such a devastatingly handsome man.
Jin Yan Ting’s gaze scrutinized the young girl before him. Her complexion seemed even better than when she first arrived, her skin like mutton-fat jade, with a faint blush beneath the white.
Her sleep quality was good.
“How is your health?” Jin Yan Ting asked.
Lian Li came back to her senses and said with a straight face, “I’m fine. Are we going back now?”
Jin Yan Ting nodded.
When they arrived, it was pouring rain. Now, the rain had stopped. The air was mixed with the cool scent of rain, and breathing it in brought a slight chill.
The evening breeze blew, lifting Lian Li’s long, dark, and thick hair. The ends brushed against Jin Yan Ting’s neck. He turned his head to look at her, and a faint floral scent took the opportunity to drift into his nostrils.
Jin Yan Ting smelled Lian Li’s unique citrus scent, and… fir scent?
A crisp, powerful aura that could not be ignored.
He felt a strange sensation and, without changing his expression, examined Lian Li’s expression. The latter’s eyes and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, as if she was in a very good mood.
A dual-colored golden-top Maybach was parked in the dim night. The bodyguard opened the car door and stood to the side, awaiting Mr. Jin and Miss Lian to get in.
Lian Li’s bag was in the car and hadn’t been brought into the manor. She got into the back seat and nonchalantly took out her mobile phone from her bag.
The light from the screen illuminated her face. Jin Yan Ting glanced over but couldn’t see the phone screen clearly.
“Did you see a doctor?” he asked calmly, with concern in his tone.
Lian Li, having learned the specifics from Jin Shi Yue, turned her head to look at Jin Yan Ting and said with a faint smile, “Yes, I did. There’s nothing serious.”
Jin Yan Ting hummed and added, “You can move back to the apartment another day. Let He Shu help you.”
That expensive luxury apartment was registered under Lian Li’s name; it was Jin Yan Ting’s graduation gift to her.
Lian Li paused for only a second, her expression unchanged as she said, “Not for now. I still have things to do at school, and I’m living at school recently.”
She wasn’t lying. Professor Lu had assigned her quite a few tasks, and she needed to spend the next few days at school, in the library and the data room.
Jin Yan Ting merely glanced at her sideways before closing his eyes and leaning back against the seat.
Lian Li looked down at her mobile phone, replying to WeChat messages.
Eldest Young Master: 「 Sister, after eating, you don’t care about your gege anymore? 」
Lian Li bit her lip and slowly replied: 「 Don’t call me sister! 」
Eldest Young Master: 「 Only you can call me gege, but I can’t call you sister? Sister, you’re really domineering. 」
Lian Li: “…”
She didn’t want to talk to him.
The Maybach weaved through the scattered streets of the Capital City, passing through Dongjiaomin Lane. The tires rolled over the fine gravel on the road, making a slight sound.
Dongjiaomin Lane in the Capital City was somewhat similar to Julu Road in Shanghai, possessing a grand and profound sense of history.
European-style buildings lined both sides of the street; they were former sites of embassies, churches, and banks. Lian Li didn’t understand architecture, but it was said these eclectic style buildings were related to their construction methods.
Dongjiaomin Lane was beautiful in winter. The leaves on the branches had all fallen, leaving only the bare branches curving and extending. The interplay of light and shadow from the branches and the lines of the buildings’ bricks and tiles added gentleness to the solemn Capital City.
Lian Li looked out through the one-way car window. The large trees lining the street were dotted with barely visible tender buds and green leaves, signaling the imminent arrival of spring.
Spring was coming.
In May, the Sophora japonica trees lining the streets and alleys would grow dense, lush leaves, enough to shade from the scorching sun. Walking on the tree-lined path, a cool breeze would blow.
Lian Li thought she should take another walk here before she went abroad.
She wondered if Jin Shi Yue would be interested.
The car stopped downstairs at the Qing Teng Road Residential Area, and Lian Li pushed the door open to get out.
Jin Yan Ting sat in his seat, watching Lian Li outside, and called out to her, “Xiao Li.”
“Hmm?” Lian Li asked doubtfully.
Jin Yan Ting’s gaze lingered for a few seconds, and finally, he said gently, “Sleep early, don’t stay up too late.”
“Okay,” Lian Li replied obediently.
Jin Yan Ting watched her receding figure, his heart feeling as if it were being held by a huge rock, neither up nor down, with something terrifying about to emerge.
That fir scent silently spread throughout his internal organs, corroding his flesh like poisonous insects.
The sand in his palm was out of control, slipping away bit by bit, impossible to grasp no matter how hard he tried.
Lian Li crossed the steps and walked to the elevator hall to wait for the elevator.
She looked down at her mobile phone and found that Jin Shi Yue had called her before the banquet.
A heavy shadow suddenly fell beside her. Lian Li looked up, and what met her eyes was Jin Shi Yue’s angular profile.
He had changed his clothes, wearing a white shirt and black trousers. His indifferent and arrogant eyebrows exuded a sense of abstinence.
Lian Li found it a bit amusing.
Jin Shi Yue, abstinent?
Abstinent from what? Appetite?
The elevator arrived, and the doors opened to the sides.
Lian Li stepped inside, her high heels light, her skirt swaying, creating a pure and elegant charm.
She stood in the elevator car and looked at the man standing motionless outside, asking, “Aren’t you coming in?”
Jin Shi Yue put one hand in his pocket, his dark eyes gazing at her, “Come and pull me.”
Lian Li looked at him for a moment, thinking it was immoral to occupy the elevator for so long. She walked over, reached out, and grabbed his hand, intending to pull him into the elevator.
Jin Shi Yue stood as steady as a mountain, not moving at all. Lian Li looked at him in confusion.
Jin Shi Yue said leisurely, “Are you pulling me, or are you pulling a sheep?”
The Eldest Young Master had more quirks than carp crossing the river.
Lian Li let go, “Then how do you want me to pull you?”
Jin Shi Yue clasped her wrist, his slender fingers sliding down, interlocking with hers, their fingers tightly clasped with no space left between them.
Lian Li felt a tingling sensation in her hands. Before she could react, Jin Shi Yue had already pulled her into the elevator.
There is a saying in Traditional Chinese Medicine that the palms of the hands are distributed with acupoints corresponding to the five internal organs. Lian Li had seen it in books before.
The area below the palm represents the heart.
Jin Shi Yue’s heart was burning hot. The moment he touched her, it was like a red-hot iron stone, leaving an indelible mark on her heart.
