Chapter 32 The man’s sudden ‘consideration’
Jin Shiyue leaned back lazily, raised his eyes and glanced at her.
"You're quite skilled at peeping. Doesn't it look good?"
It's okay if he doesn't ask. Once asked, Lian Li's mind subconsciously evaluates the scene he sees.
The night was dark, and the surrounding flowers and trees were swaying gently with the breeze, and the light was rippling across the lake.
The man was leaning back on the wicker chair, without a tie, and the top two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, looking lazy.
The suit is the best way to bring out the cold and ascetic temperament, but his body with wide shoulders and narrow waist conveys a sense of strength and sexual tension.
Does it look good?
The answer is obvious.
Those long and narrow eyes glanced over lightly, their dark pupils decorated with indifference.
Lian Li didn't want to explain and was about to leave: "Sorry, I won't bother you. I'll first..."
The corner of Jin Shiyue's mouth curled up in a frivolous manner, "You don't even call me names, are you talking to the air?"
Lian Li slowly blinked her eyelashes.
If you want to change your name to air, I have no problem with it.
"Come here." Jin Shiyue raised his eyelids unruly, with a hint of arrogance, "Let's talk again."
Tonight’s Mei Lao’s birthday banquet cannot cause any trouble.
After thinking for three seconds, he took a small step forward.
"Jin..."
Lian Li suddenly remembered his words, 'Mr. Jin, are you calling me or Jin Yanting?', but it was not good to call him by his name directly, so he said: "Second Young Master."
Jin Shiyue's eyes fell casually on her face that was softened by the light, and he said softly: "I don't like the word, please change it."
There are quite a lot of weird things.
After being silent for a moment, he said without changing his expression: "Mr. Jin."
Jin Shiyue: "Are you calling Jin Yanting?"
Neither Mr. Jin nor Young Master Jin can do it, and neither can adding two more. What to call it?
Lian Li probed: "Master Yue?"
Jin Shiyue: "It's ugly."
"..."
Really difficult to maintain.
Jin Shiyue calmly changed his sitting position, resting his chin on his left hand, as if drinking herbal tea to see what else she could come up with.
Lian Li simply threw the hot potato to him: "According to you, how should I be called?"
Jin Shiyue seemed to be a little curious and asked casually: "Why is your name Jin Yanting."
Asking knowingly.
Lian Li said calmly: "It's different."
You are different from him.
"What's the difference?" Jin Shiyue flicked the cigarette ashes with his fingertips, seeming to ask casually.
Lian Li glanced at the smooth pebbles standing on the wooden table, a little, moved her eyes, looked at Jin Shiyue and said, "Brother Shiyue?"
Jin Shiyue was more noncommittal, his eyes darkened by the night glanced up and down at her.
After a moment, he reached out to the crystal ashtray and put out the cigarette butt.
"Call me three words, call me Jin Yanting one word. Will it embarrass you too much?"
The man's sudden 'consideration' will be difficult to digest for a while.
She saw his palms covering the pebbles on the table, his long and perfect fingers with obvious joints, and the bulging veins on the back of his hands like small mountains.
Jin Shiyue stood up slowly and walked past Lian Li with long legs.
Just when Lian Li breathed a sigh of relief, Jin Shiyue turned around and called her lazily: "Why don't you leave yet? Are you going to fish in the dark and windy night? Do you want to prepare some bait for you?"
Lian Li glanced at the bottomless lake. It was such a cold day that the fish were frozen to death.
Only fools fish here.
Lian Li looked up at Jin Shiyue and said, "You go first, I'll stay by myself for a while."
"Stay a little longer." Jin Shiyue's thin lips twitched slightly, "Then something unexpected happens, and I will be the suspect."
"..."
This man must have been made of arsenic in his previous life. Otherwise, it is the reincarnation of Arsenic Spirit.
Jin Shiyue raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "I'll give you half an hour."
Then, like an uncle, he sat leisurely on the wicker chair.
Lian Li stood for a long time and felt her legs were sore. She didn't embarrass herself, so she pulled the wicker chair next to him and sat down.
She glanced at the man next to her from the corner of her eye. He was looking at his mobile phone with his eyes lowered. His face was half-dark, and his emotions could not be discerned.
Lian Li pressed her hands on the chair beside her legs, gently stretched her feet and moved her ankles.
Jin Shiyue held the phone with one hand while typing. If he felt something, he glanced at it.
Lian Li sat comfortably for about ten minutes before getting up and following Jin Shiyue back.
The lights around her were dim, and she walked cautiously along the edge of the lake.
Jin Shiyue tossed the pebbles in his hand carelessly up and down, suddenly stopped, turned around, and with an elegant twist of his wrist, the pebbles fell away from his hand, forming a parabola in the air, and finally fell to the center of the lake.
The man stopped without warning, but Lian Li had already stepped out with one foot and had no time to stop.
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Immediately afterwards, the sound of pebbles falling into the water suddenly sounded in my ears.
The superposition of two unexpected events caused Lian Li's nerves to become sluggish, his center of gravity to be unbalanced, and his body to fall forward uncontrollably.
The culprit watched helplessly as she pounced on him, showing no intention of helping her.
In panic, Lian Li grabbed Jin Jiyue's arm almost out of instinct, and half of her face was hidden in his arms.
The overlapping figures of the two people on the ground are extremely ambiguous, like lovers embracing each other intimately.
Lian Li was completely unaware of this.
Her face was pressed against the man's arm through the fabric, and she could clearly feel his solid warmth.
Lian Li's face turned red instantly.
Jin Shiyue drooped his eyelids and looked down at her: "Little junior sister, are you planning to push me into the lake and kill someone to silence me?"
Lian Li stood up quickly, let go of his arm, and roughly smoothed her hair.
"You scared me." Her tone was trembling, but not coquettish.
Jin Shiyue raised his eyebrows: "Then scare you back."
"..."
Shouldn't a normal person apologize?
Forget it, the eldest young master has probably never apologized in his life.
"No." Lian Li glanced at his arms. They looked thin because of his clothes, but they were strong and strong inside.
Jin Shiyue never let go of her passing gaze: "What, are you planning to amputate my limbs next time?"
Lian Li raised her face, her black and white eyes filled with broken light, and asked: "Are you suffering from delusional disorder?"
Murder, silence, amputation... luckily he could say it.
Jin Shiyue did not deny it: "Well, you are hurting me every night in my dreams."
Lian Li was silent.
She should be the one the two of them should worry about being killed.
The man's warmth from the previous touch was still there, so Lian Li unnaturally touched her cheek with her hand.
"I have no motive to harm you."
Jin Shiyue glanced at her: "Why not?"
Lian Li doesn't understand.
"For love and money." Jin Shiyue's words were concise and to the point.
Lian Li looked at him and rolled her eyes slightly, understanding the meaning of his words.
Jin Shiyue is very rich, and he also knows that she likes Jin Yanting... and she cares about these two.
"Little junior sister, you have to protect me."
Jin Shiyue said lazily: "Otherwise if something happens to me one day, you will have to take the blame."
Lian Li has never heard such a ridiculous statement since she was a child.
He has a persecution delusion and feels that she wants to harm him. Shouldn't he tell her to go away and stay as far away from him as possible?
How can a murderer protect his victim?
(End of chapter)