Chapter 55: Molested me?
When he realized what he had touched on his lips, his head suddenly exploded, followed by his heart beating violently.
She looked at Jin Shiyue's closed eyes in panic, swallowed, and her heart calmed down briefly. She held her hands on the edge of the sofa and stood up quickly before he woke up.
But the sofa was made of genuine leather, and her palms were sweating due to nervousness. The contact between the two caused her to get up a little, then slip and fall down.
After falling down twice in succession, each time heavier than the last, Lian Li lay on the man's solid and warm chest and raised her eyelashes to look at him. The shadowy light shrouded his high eyebrows, which was particularly profound.
I heard that the sinus above and behind each person's brow bone is butterfly-shaped and is unique like fingerprints.
Jin Shiyue's black eyelashes seemed to move slightly, but he didn't know if it was an illusion.
The thin eyelids suddenly lifted up, and without warning, she suddenly looked into Jin Shiyue's deep, dark eyes, and her heart trembled violently.
Jin Shiyue seemed to have just woken up, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his handsome face looked indifferent. He looked at Lian Li lying in his arms coldly, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat.
"You molested me while I was sleeping?"
The man's eyes were long and narrow, cold and sharp, with a cold indifference to everything in his bones. His eyelids drooped, and the pressure fell away, but his eyes were unconsciously fixed on his thin lips.
Her heart was beating fast as she remembered that their lips had touched lightly just like a dragonfly.
"Huh? I want to ask you something." Jin Shiyue lowered his eyes and looked at Lian Li, his lips forming a very shallow arc, "Have you had a fever that made your ears deaf?"
Through the fabric with excellent texture, Lian Li could clearly feel the strong texture under the man's clothes. The roots of her ears were faintly red, and she tried to get up from him, but he held her right hand and wouldn't let go.
"I didn't molest you."
Lian Li steadied her breathing and said as calmly as possible: "I came to ask you for dinner, but as soon as I shouted, you suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me down."
"Really." Jin Shiyue did not let go and said confidently, "I don't believe it. The story you made up is too unconvincing."
The corners of his lips curved into a clear smile: "Lian Li, isn't that nonsense?"
The eldest young master is so arrogant that he doesn't believe the facts that are presented to him.
The distance was too close, and his delicious scent enveloped her whole body like a mist, and Lian Li couldn't help but slow down her breathing.
"It's not nonsense."
Jin Shiyue said: "What is that."
"Let me go first." Lian Li's wrist was grabbed by him and he couldn't break free.
"Let you go and then you destroy the evidence?" Jin Shiyue said nonchalantly.
Lian Li rested her left hand on the sofa, her right hand was held by him. She looked down at Jin Shiyue, and a few strands of cool and soft hair hung down and coiled around his neck.
"No." Lian Li said, "It's Che Lizi's Li."
Jin Shiyue glanced sideways at her left hand. There was a ruby cherry bracelet tied on the snow-white wrist.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, with a well-placed smirk on his lips: "Then why don't you call Lian Che?"
How could anyone name a girl Chezi? Lian Li observed three seconds of silence for Jin Shiyue's future daughter.
She didn't answer but asked: "Were you born in October?"
"How do you know? Did you go out of your way to inquire?" Jin Shiyue chuckled and asked with interest.
Lian Li didn't understand where his interest came from: "Shiyue, October, isn't it easy to guess."
Jin Shiyue drawled "Oh" and said leisurely: "You guessed wrong, little junior sister."
Wrong?
Lian Li's diamond-like almond-shaped eyes stared at his face without blinking, trying to see if he was lying, but to no avail.
"According to what you said, why aren't you called February even if you were born in February?" Jin Shiyue held her thin wrist with one hand and rested his other arm lazily under his head, looking from bottom to top. she. "Yes."
As long as the other party wants to know, Lian Li never refuses to tell people about her own affairs: "The pinyin of Li is Li. When the dot i is placed on the upper left side of L, it is equivalent to a 2. Li can barely be regarded as February 1st."< br>
Zheng Chenggong regained Taiwan from the Dutch colonists on February 1, 1662 AD.
Lian Li was born on February 1st. Lian Jingcheng often said that it was such a good day for her to be born. They would definitely find her mother and her mother would definitely come back.
Lian Jingcheng is an authentic Taipei native. He does not use pinyin but uses phonetic characters. Pinyin was taught to him by Lian Li's mother.
Lian Li's name comes from her mother.
Every time Lian Jingcheng mentioned this, he would tell her that her mother loved her very much.
Lian Li didn't believe it.
If her mother really loved her, why didn't she want her?
Thinking about this, Lian Li lowered her eyelashes unconsciously, her eyes filled with loneliness.
Jin Shiyue's dark pupils fell straight on her face. He raised his long legs on the armrest of the sofa and pushed his knees. Lian Li was suddenly pressed down by force, and the tip of her nose touched the bridge of his nose.
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She looked at the man beneath her in surprise, her eyelashes trembling.
Their faces were so close that as soon as they opened their mouths and moved their lips, they would kiss.
Lian Li seemed to be frightened and leaned back, instantly widening the distance between the two.
"I was the one who was molested, why are you hiding?"
Jin Shiyue let go of her hand and sat up lazily.
The God of Wealth remained lying on the ground, looking at Jin Shiyue and then at Lian Li with his dark eyes.
Lian Li saw Jin Shiyue leaning back on the sofa, his broken hair hanging naturally on his browbones, his gaze aimless. His entire face was immersed in shadow, making the outline of his facial features even deeper.
There is an inexplicable loneliness in his extremely good-looking appearance.
Lian Li looked at Jin Shiyue blankly.
His handsome face had no emotion, and he was leaning on the sofa in a relaxed posture. Although his eyes were aimless, he didn't know if it was because he hadn't woken up. His usually cold and arrogant eyebrows were particularly calm, blending into the night silently.
If what she saw last time was his boredom with everything in the world, then this time he seemed to slowly become transparent and disappear from the world little by little.
This was the first time Lian Li had seen Jin Jiyue like this.
The loneliness that spread quietly seemed to swallow him whole.
But this feeling only appeared for two seconds and disappeared quickly.
Jin Shiyue picked up the cigarette case on the table, took a cigarette and bit it in the corner of his mouth. He lit the lighter and was about to light it. He glanced sideways at Lian Li when he remembered something, took the cigarette from his lips and put it into the ashtray.
"I don't want to eat, let's go."
He stood up, hooked up the suit jacket on the back of the chair with his fingers, threw it casually over his shoulders, and walked towards the door with lazy steps.
Lian Li looked at the tall man's back and suspected that what she just saw was an illusion.
As the second son of the Jin family, a powerful family, Jin Shiyue has power and wealth that is unmatched by anyone in the world. He has countless people and friends who admire him, but loneliness has nothing to do with it.
Feeling a little hungry, Lian Li shook her head and caught up with him.
(End of chapter)