Chapter 231: Plundering Without Restraint
As soon as Lian Li got into the car, she started to pull at Jin Shi Yue’s clothes.
Jin Shi Yue’s strong and powerful arms tightened around her waist, pulling her into his embrace, and he chuckled, “What’s the hurry? Li Ye is still here.”
Li Ye, in the driver’s seat, heard this, his hand on the steering wheel stiffened, and he quickly raised the partition.
Although he didn’t know exactly what had happened, he didn’t dare to pry, and even had to cover his ears tightly.
Lian Li had nothing to hide, and was unfazed by Jin Shi Yue’s teasing, her face not blushing and her heart not skipping a beat. She didn’t push him forcefully, her fingers lightly resting on his shoulder.
“You’re injured, don’t hug me so tightly.”
Jin Shi Yue buried his face in her neck, his hot breath spilling onto her skin. The corner of his mouth curved into a smile, and he said nothing.
The neon lights outside the window blurred and cast shadows on their overlapping figures inside the carriage, illuminating the man’s broad and strong back.
The long night slowly passed amidst the interplay of light and shadow, and the two embraced in silence for a while.
Lian Li said softly, “Let me see your injury.”
Only then did Jin Shi Yue release her.
Lian Li slightly pulled away, and using the dim light, she lowered her head to carefully examine the location of his wound.
As soon as her hand touched the fabric of his clothes, Jin Shi Yue suddenly cupped her chin. Like some hunting beast, he quickly captured her tongue and began to plunder it fiercely.
It was an unexpected kiss, passionate and unrestrained.
Lian Li’s five fingers unconsciously clenched his clothes, she slightly lifted her chin, and passionately kissed him, a barely audible whimper escaping her nostrils.
For a moment, she even had the thought that he would swallow her whole.
Taking a breath, Lian Li panted, “The injury…”
“It’s not important.”
Jin Shi Yue’s warm fingertips held her chin, and he deliberately or inadvertently caressed her face. He tilted his head slightly and pressed his lips heavily onto hers, kissing her deeply.
Lian Li’s breathing was unsteady, her chest rising and falling with her breaths. He slowly pulled away, staring at her with hazy eyes. After a few seconds, he leaned in again, kissing her soft lips, one after another.
The man’s breath, mixed with a hint of aroused desire, landed on Lian Li’s fair cheeks, burning them a rosy red.
Their breaths intertwined in the confined carriage, madly breeding a damp ambiguity.
His kiss, at some point, left her lips and moved downwards, kissing her neck, again and again, the slow kisses extremely tormenting.
Lian Li arched her neck in discomfort and reached out to push him. Jin Shi Yue looked up, his nose tip touching hers, and gently and intimately nuzzled her.
Lian Li was not a doctor and had no experience treating wounds. She no longer insisted on undressing him to check the wound, and asked breathlessly, “How did you get injured?”
“I went on a mission,” Jin Shi Yue said lightly.
“Didn’t you leave the Military Region? Why do you still have to go on missions?” Lian Li didn’t understand.
“Loose ends from before.”
Jin Shi Yue lowered his head, burying his face in her neck, and leaned against her feigning weakness, “I’m injured, and you still have the heart to have dinner with another man.”
Lian Li was still pondering his previous words when she suddenly heard this. She explained, “I ran into Brother Yan Ting by chance while looking for Professor Lu. It was just a normal dinner at first.”
Although that dinner later was anything but ordinary.
Lian Li asked again, “Do you have to go back later?”
“Do you want me to go back and leave you two time for a private dinner?” Jin Shi Yue circled her in his arms, his tone indifferent.
“No,” Lian Li said, “Every time you go, you’re gone for a long time without any news, and I can’t find you.”
Jin Shi Yue whispered in her ear, “Missed me?”
“Didn’t you tell me to miss you?” Lian Li retorted.
“How old are you, Lian Li?” Jin Shi Yue chuckled at this, saying lazily, “You need to be told to miss your boyfriend.”
Lian Li pursed her lips and said stubbornly, “Anyway, I’m not as old as you.”
Jin Shi Yue: “You’re complaining about me being old again?”
What do you mean ‘again’? When had she ever disliked him?
Lian Li rested her cheek on his left shoulder, hugged him tightly, and said in a muffled voice, “No. You always wrongly accuse me.”
The car drove into Xi Shang Yuan and stopped in front of the fountain in the front yard. Li Ye got out of the car and stood by the car door, watching Jin Shi Yue lead Lian Li out.
The bright moonlight enveloped the man’s tall and straight figure, casting a long shadow on the ground.
He was still wearing the same camouflage uniform, which outlined his perfect physique with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His aura was sharp and cold, yet he possessed the elegance and nobility of a young master from a distinguished family.
The girl held his hand tightly, tilted her face up, her eyes looking at him with concern, asking if he had called a doctor, or why he didn’t go directly to the hospital.
He gently rubbed her head with his large hand, his eyes showing a rare tenderness, and he smiled casually, saying he wouldn’t give her the chance to become a widow.
She glared at him.
He was injured, and he still wanted to tease her.
Li Ye watched the two of them walk up the steps side by side, without looking back, and enter the villa, leaving the moonlight behind. He suddenly remembered a scene from the past that had also been so purifying.
A vast expanse of fiery clouds in the sky, they stood on the horizon of the Capital City, facing the afterglow of the setting sun, gazing into the distance together.
An endless azure coast, the girl Qixingtan squatted on the ground picking up beautiful stones. The man’s eyelashes slightly drooped, watching her every move. The wind rippled through every strand of her hair, blowing it towards him.
Early morning, on the terrace of a guesthouse in Coastal Village, the girl rested her head on the man’s leg and read a book. The first ray of dawn leaped over their heads, reflecting on the white paper and black text, forming a golden beam of light.
Too many.
When they were together, they were like a lifelike painting, peaceful and beautiful, making one reluctant to disturb them.
Countless moments, dyed with brilliant and colorful hues.
The two people, like wisps of cloud, elusive and unfathomable, met at that moment, incredibly vibrant and passionate.
Li Ye remembered Old Master Jin asking him a few days ago, who Lian Li was.
Lian Li.
A young girl more dazzling than light.
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The doctor came to the door with a medicine box to treat Jin Shi Yue’s wound. Lian Li sat to the side, frowning as she looked at his chest.
The injury was severe, deep and long. Although it had been bandaged and treated once, for some reason, it had reopened, and blood was seeping out, soaking his clothes.
The doctor unwrapped the gauze. Lian Li stared intently at the shocking wound, her heart skipping a few beats.
She didn’t know what kind of mission he had been on to sustain such a serious injury; it looked painful just to see it.
She wasn’t a doctor and it was the first time she had encountered something like this, so she could only sit there.
Jin Shi Yue slightly lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, noticing her eyes were moist, the corners of her eyes reddened, as if tears were about to fall.
Jin Shi Yue reached out his arm, took her hand, and pulled her to his side, saying helplessly, “You’re such a strange girl. You don’t move when you’re injured, but you cry when others are hurt.”
His tone suddenly changed, and he said provocatively, “What, are you mourning?”
Lian Li was so angry she wanted to hit him, but he was the patient now, so she couldn’t lay a hand on him.
So, she dug her fingernails into his flesh in his palm, leaving crescent-shaped marks that were neither too deep nor too shallow.
Jin Shi Yue raised an eyebrow slightly, a lazy smile curving his lips, “With just this much strength, didn’t you eat enough earlier?”
