Jing Se Yu Zhui – Chapter 171

Graduation Ceremony

Chapter 171: Graduation Ceremony

Lian Li had always been the one receiving, completely inexperienced.

Her eyes, like clear black obsidian, watched Jin Shi Yue without blinking.

The man’s handsome features were deep, his eyes dark, like a dormant beast.

It shouldn’t be difficult. It’s just relative motion; either he moves, or she moves.

Lian Li mentally prepared herself, but when her gaze drifted downward, her earlobes immediately burned, feeling quite astonished.

The Eldest Young Master’s…

Her curled eyelashes trembled, and she took several deep breaths.

Jin Shi Yue watched her bravely straighten up, as if she had made some decision, which he found amusing.

He grabbed one of her hands and placed it on his shoulder, giving her a point of support.

Lian Li looked up at him. Jin Shi Yue circled her slender waist with his long arm, his throat bobbing as he said, “Continue.”

Lian Li held her breath. First, one hand rested on his shoulder, and as she began to descend, her other hand also braced on his shoulder.

It turned out not to be very difficult, but not very easy either.

Halfway through, she stopped her movement with difficulty, her cherry lips slightly parted, breathing in the fresh air rapidly.

Jin Shi Yue suppressed his urges, the veins on the back of his hand clearly protruding, imbued with immeasurable strength, exuding a dangerous sexual tension.

He looked up, his gaze falling on Lian Li’s flushed face, the vile possessiveness hidden in his bones stirring.

Jin Shi Yue was not driven by lust, yet he always wanted to hold her, kiss her, and have her.

When kissing, she always liked to close her eyes, but he disliked her not having him in her sight. He always wanted to force her to open her eyes and see how roughly he kissed her.

The suppressed thought completely collapsed. The man suddenly moved upward, just as Lian Li was slowly moving downward.

Their unexpected collision was extremely heavy and deep, making the evening breeze blowing in from the floor-to-ceiling window feel scorching hot.

An unprecedented breakthrough.

Lian Li let out a sound and bit his lips, “Don’t move.”

Jin Shi Yue knew she was gradually finding pleasure in it. Following her wishes, he didn’t move. He moved downward, his thin lips kissing her heart, and said in a deep, husky voice, “Do you feel it?”

“Mmm…” Lian Li’s breathing was disordered as she mumbled a response.

Jin Shi Yue raised his head, his nose tip against hers, kissing her intimately. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, shining like specks of gold under the light.

In Jing Ye’s room, the large bed was empty, all the heat and passion concentrated on the small area of the lounge chair.

Jin Shi Yue was no longer satisfied with Lian Li’s gentle slowness. His arm wrapped around her waist, preventing her escape, and his methods became more intense.

“Jin Shi Yue.” Lian Li felt a bit of a jolt. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her voice trembling, “It feels so strange…”

“What’s strange?” the man asked her in a deep voice.

Lian Li didn’t answer. An intense experience surged through her nerve endings, and she let out a soft moan. Amidst the violent chaos, one thought was exceptionally clear.

What to do.

Suddenly realizing… she couldn’t bring herself to hate Jin Shi Yue.

The evening breeze stirred the curtains, and the gentle spring rain inside the room turned into a torrential downpour.

Lian Li leaned comfortably against Jin Shi Yue, her mouth open, breathing in small sips, her nostrils filled with his scent.

The man lifted her with one arm, his palm supporting her. Lian Li’s legs instinctively wrapped around his strong waist, her face buried in his shoulder, trembling with his every step.

He chuckled wickedly in her ear, “Relax.”

Lian Li pinched his shoulder hard, like an angry little bird, “I can’t!”

Jin Shi Yue chuckled deeply at her words. Like holding a child, he lifted her up, then suddenly let her fall.

From the bedroom to the bathroom, a short distance, yet she had never felt it so long.

In the extremely spacious bathtub, steam swirled, and ambiguous ripples appeared on the water, making one’s cheeks flush red.

Lian Li had always felt this bathtub wasn’t a bathtub, but a hot spring.

She mentioned it to Jin Shi Yue. He leaned back, holding her in his arms, his posture slightly lazy, as if resting, but the ripples on the water’s surface were far from calm.

“Want to go to Dong Tan to soak in the hot springs?” he asked, biting her earlobe.

“No.” Lian Li lay on his shoulder, her eyes closing comfortably due to the fine, soft texture.

She suddenly remembered the mirror and chair in the shower room and curiously asked about their purpose.

Unexpectedly, the man’s long arm around her waist suddenly tightened, his eyes instantly darkening. With a fierce bite, he nipped her lips.

As if going mad.

“Really want to know?”

Lian Li tilted her neck back, letting out a low whimper, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Jin Shi Yue carried her out of the bathtub and walked to the shower room, leisurely sitting down. Then, with his arm around her waist, Lian Li was turned around.

The man held her from behind, her sitting in his embrace. In front of them was a large mirror, clearly reflecting their passionate moment.

Lian Li stared ahead in surprise. Her gaze met the man behind her in the mirror. His thin lips were by her ear, his voice seductive, “Watch carefully.”

Lian Li’s heart pounded, and she stared intently. Her gaze couldn’t escape; the fiery, beautiful scene occupied her entire vision.

Jin Shi Yue lifted her by the waist, his arm firmly around her, his hot breath brushing her neck. “Did you see clearly?”

He said each word deliberately, dangerously and charmingly, “I am entering your heart.”

Lian Li didn’t close her eyes. Because of him, her heart beat wildly, a blush like clouds and mist spreading across her cheeks, incredibly beautiful.

Jin Shi Yue was very patient now, making her witness again and again how much he desired to thrust himself into her heart.

Lian Li listened as he explained the situation in detail by her ear, like a sports commentator, her ears turning so red they could bleed.

How could a person become so disheveled…

Finally, Lian Li weakly leaned back against his chest, her eyes closed, panting. Jin Shi Yue still wouldn’t let her go, turning her back, wild and fervent.

Lian Li’s thoughts were in a mess, unsure of the final destination. She only remembered him kissing the tears from her eyes, his voice hoarsely sexy.

“Lian Li.”

Just two words.

He said nothing, yet it seemed he said everything.

And her hands tightly clasped his shoulders and back, her slender legs entwined around him like vines. A faint sigh escaped her nostrils, “Mmm…”

The next day, the sky was still a pale blue, dimly lit.

Although Xi Shang Yuan was in a bustling area, it was quiet amidst the noise. The villa was large, and the rooms were well-soundproofed, so one wouldn’t be woken by the noise outside in the early morning.

Jin Shi Yue, his upper body bare, had his arm around Lian Li, who was sleeping soundly in his embrace. Last night had been too unrestrained; she could only rest at dawn.

He, however, couldn’t sleep at all.

A suddenly ringing mobile phone broke the silence of the room.

Jin Shi Yue reached out, picked up the phone, and turned off the sound. He first looked at the person in his arms, ensuring she wasn’t disturbed, before opening the phone.

There was nothing important, just some issues with the group that needed urgent handling.

He rested his chin on Lian Li’s forehead and typed a message with one hand.

After sending it, he looked down at the person in his arms again and found she had woken up. Her eyes were half-closed, groggy, looking pitifully like she hadn’t slept enough.

Their eyes met, and certain scenes clearly surfaced in Lian Li’s mind. Recalling last night, she propped herself up with her elbows and retreated, but he grabbed her ankle and dragged her back. It was deep and lustful, and she trembled, even her hair strands filled with his scent.

It was like being fiercely marked by a ferocious beast.

Terrifying, exciting, and addictive.

Jin Shi Yue saw through Lian Li’s thoughts, flipped over, and his tall, strong body trapped her beneath him, “Again?”

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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