Chapter 93 You like me
The surging air in the air is imbued with a subtle scent of desire. As the breath enters the body, the blood gradually boils.
The man licked her lips frequently, passing over her fragile mucous membranes, teasing the roof of her mouth, and sucked her smooth mouth full.
Lian Li was not used to close contact, her face turned red, her breathing was rapid, and she pushed him away with all her strength.
Because she was too strong, she was sitting on the armrest of the sofa and almost fell back due to the reaction force. Fortunately, Jin Shiyue's strong long arms hugged her waist.
Looking at Lian Li, he raised his hand in front of her and wiped his wet lower lip with his fingertips.
The pale cyan veins on the back of the man's cold white hands bulge, inexplicably exuding a bewitching and alluring sense of abstinence.
He looked at her with a nice smile on his lips.
There was a hint of evil in that expression, with a strange sense of satisfaction.
The man's overly handsome appearance was reflected in Lian Li's eyes, and she was stunned.
She was attracted by his eyes at this moment, the dark pupils with a little smile, like a black hole that could not be seen to the bottom, hiding a terrifying power.
Jin Shiyue stared at Lian Li's almond-shaped eyes, moving his eyes downward inch by inch, focusing on her lips that were slightly red and swollen from being kissed.
It is red, moist, slightly cool and soft to the touch.
Jin Shiyue quickly approached again, stopping a breath away from Lian Li, and looked into her beautiful eyes at close range.
A little, he tilted his head and shifted the peak of his nose, his thin lips lightly touched hers, and after a few seconds, he kissed her gently, again and again.
Their lips touched, and the soft surface of Lian Li's lips was pressed. He kissed her slowly and bit her lightly.
Only on the lips, he did not forcefully rob her of oxygen, but quietly invaded her breathing and shared her breath.
This kiss was extremely innocent.
Lian Li felt slightly dizzy, her heart was pounding, and half of her body was numb.
"Jin Shiyue..."
Before she could finish her words, at this moment, he lowered his head suddenly, his head hanging on her shoulder. The sudden weight made Lian Li's center of gravity unsteady, and he was directly pressed down on the sofa by Jin Shiyue.
He held her waist with one hand, and put his other big hand under the back of her head to protect her head. In addition, the sofa was soft, so Lian Li didn't feel any discomfort, except that the breath hitting the side of his neck was extremely hot, as if it was on fire.
Lian Li ignored the weight on his body and frowned as he touched Jin Shiyue's forehead. The temperature was still frighteningly high.
The fever got worse and worse from day to night, and he was also very powerful.
Height 187.6, long legs, long disease, everywhere.
Jin Shiyue put his face close to Lian Li's neck, and his hot breath fell on her ears, creating a kind of caressing between her ears and temples.
Lian Li was not a shy person easily, but at this moment, she felt the roots of her ears were burning and stinging.
She pushed the man on top of her: "How are you?"
"You like me..." His voice was hoarse, like gravel rubbing at the tip of Lian Li's heart, making her heart skip a beat, and then two words slowly fell in her ears: "Kiss you."
For some reason, Lian Li breathed a sigh of relief. She reached out and touched his neck, and was instantly burned.
She sighed: "I can only call you an ambulance from an ordinary hospital, not the military hospital. You can call someone to take you to the hospital."
He said nothing.
"You've been burning for a day, something will happen if you keep burning."
He still didn't speak.
"Then I called an ambulance?"
He finally said: "Do you have any medicine?"
"Yes, yes, but you have a high fever."
"That's it." Jin Shiyue refused to leave. Lian Li was afraid that he would burn out his brain, so she didn't care about anything else and hurriedly helped him up. The sofa was too small for his superior stature, so she helped him into the bedroom.
Lian Li placed Jin Shiyue on the bed, covered him with a quilt, looked at him for three seconds to make sure he was still alive, and then went out to find medicine.
Soon, she brought a thermometer, antipyretic medicine and antipyretic patches. After measuring the temperature, he first gave Jin Shiyue medicine, then took off the fever-reducing patch, lifted the strands of hair from his forehead, and put it on.
Lian Li pulled up a low stool and sat on the head of the bed, resting her elbows on the edge of the bed, resting her chin on her palm, looking down at her phone.
Xue Shufan hasn't replied yet, so he's probably busy.
She was bored, and tapped into Jin Shiyue's circle of friends with her fingertips. She looked at the horizon in his background for a moment, and her eyes uncontrollably glanced at Jin Shiyue on the bed. He was lying on his back, his eyes closed, and his eyelashes were like crow feathers. Very long.
Lian Li looked at Jin Shiyue's eyebrows carefully. Smooth lines outlined his sharp facial features, and the outlines had a strong sense of bone.
She suddenly remembered that she saw him in the study that night in New York. The calm Jin Shiyue had an attitude of indifference to the world written deep in his eyes.
But as soon as he speaks, raises his eyebrows, or curls his lips, he immediately becomes alive, with a vicious tongue, no hesitation, and often gets people's logic involved...
Lian Li reached out and brushed Jin Shiyue's forehead, his eyebrows slightly curved, and his lips curled up into a smile.
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In fact, when the eldest young master is not annoying, he is quite pleasing to the eye.
When he was sick, his face didn't look sick. I didn't know whether to praise him for his good health or bad health.
It's hard to say that he could come to her at night despite a high fever, and she couldn't tell that he was still sick before he collapsed.
It was agreed that he would be sick from morning till night.
It's snowing heavily outside, but it's warm as spring inside.
Lian Li was still looking at Jin Shiyue carefully.
It was very strange that after nine years of being together, she still felt nervous for a few seconds when facing Jin Yanting, but not when facing Jin Jiyue, who had only been with him for a few months.
Jin Shiyue and Jin Yanting have had absolute power since birth. They are at the top of the elite circle, and they exude a natural sense of oppression.
Jin Yanting is relatively reserved, dignified, and doesn't show his emotions, while Jin Shiyue is relatively open, lazy, and indifferent.
Lian Li guessed that she was being treasonous and did not regard Jin Shiyue as the second son of the Jin family, the top tycoon, but as a man with the temperament of a young master.
At this time, Jin Shiyue's color image in Lian Li's heart had two more colors.
Mysterious purple, calm coffee color.
She never thought that one day she would be able to paint people little by little, just like painting.
During the coloring process, she would inevitably get more or less paint on herself.
Lian Li held her cheek and looked at Jin Shiyue for a moment, remembering that he asked her if she liked the cello and called her a liar.
His insight is terrifying.
well.
The phone lit up. It was Xue Shufan who had replied to the message.
Xue Shufan: "Here it comes, I was just talking to the lawyer."
Lian Li glanced at Jin Shiyue on the bed. She had no choice but to have one more person or another method.
Lian Li: "I want to ask you something."
Lian Li: "I have a friend who slept with someone for the first time. He always said that chastity is very precious and you have to be responsible if you pursue her. How should I say no?"
Xue Shufan: "Irresponsible and still sleeping!? Scumbag!"
Lian Li: "..."