Chapter 95 There is no story, it’s all accidents
Lian Li originally wanted to find a new towel to wipe his face, but when she saw that he was awake and looking good, she asked, "Can you leave now?"
Jin Shiyue looked at her with a reserved expression: "Pretend you can leave."
Lian Li: "..."
Is it Mandarin to pretend you can leave? Why can't she understand a word of it?
Under Lian Li's gaze, Jin Shiyue let go of her wrist, his eyebrows lowered, and his thin lips pulled out a wry smile: "Forget it, I'll go back."
He looked a little lonely for no reason, and Lian Li suddenly felt a little guilty.
But if he is left overnight, the relationship between the two of them will only become more complicated and unclear.
While she was thinking, Jin Shiyue had already lifted the quilt, moved his long legs, got out of bed and stood up.
The man was tall and tall. As soon as he stood up, a shadow fell on Lian Li. She turned to look at him before he spoke. His body suddenly swayed, and Lian Li hurriedly supported him.
She said helplessly: "I won't chase you away. You can rest here."
Jin Shiyue allowed her to help her onto the bed and settled her down again. The girl's bed was soft, and the bedding exuded a light fragrance, mixed with the citrus fragrance of her body.
Lian Li tucked up the quilt and said, "I'll find a clean towel and warm water to wipe your face."
Lian Li finished speaking and turned to go to the bathroom.
Jin Shiyue looked at her back, with a faint smile in his eyes.
Lian Li found a new towel and soaked it with warm water. She stood on the bedside and met Jin Shiyue's eyes, but it was difficult.
Lian Li: "Are you going to do it yourself?"
Jin Shiyue raised his eyelids and looked at her, his expression lazily but also seductive: "Come here."
These two very ordinary words had an inexplicably different taste when they came out of his mouth, especially when he was still lying on her bed.
Lian Li blocked the discomfort and asked him to stand up slightly and lean on the head of the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed, holding a towel with her slender and beautiful fingers, leaning forward to wipe his face carefully.
Jin Shiyue stared at Lian Li who was very close, silently looking at her red cheeks and her long trembling eyelashes, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
The atmosphere was too quiet and strange, giving off a charming feeling.
Lian Li asked aloud: "Do you usually work from morning to night when you are sick?"
"I don't usually get sick." Jin Shiyue's voice was lazy.
Lian Li was wiping his forehead when her eyes met his dark eyes, and her hand movements paused slightly.
She turned sideways, twisted the towel and said: "So the virus on your body is that if you don't open it normally, it will last for three years after you open it."
Jin Shiyue snorted noncommittally.
Lian Li simply wiped his face and neck and said, "Okay, go to sleep."
Jin Shiyue looked at her intently and said lazily: "Where are you sleeping?"
Lian Li replied: "I sleep in the next room."
Making a bed is a piece of cake.
Jin Shiyue nodded.
Lian Li turned off the bright lights in the bedroom, leaving behind a warm orange wall lamp. The weak light fell on the man's chiseled and three-dimensional facial features, making his brows and eyes even more profound, and his black eyes exceptionally deep.
There was a festive and funny fortune-seeking doll standing on the bedside table, which was in sharp contrast to his cold, dignified and lazy temperament.
Lian Li couldn't help turning her face to the side and laughing silently.
Her back was turned to Jin Shiyue, and he couldn't see her curved slender eyebrows and starry eyes.
Before Lian Li left the master bedroom, she took a look at the man's condition. He was probably seriously ill. He closed his eyes, his breathing was steady, and he seemed to be asleep. She left quietly, walked outside, and poured herself a glass of water.
There is a black men's coat hanging on the back of the sofa. You don't need to study it to know who it belongs to.
Lian Li looked at his coat absentmindedly for a while. After drinking water, he went to the second bedroom and simply made bed. Then he took his clothes and took a hot bath.
After washing, she lay on the bed and closed her eyes, but she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling.
First, he thought about finding his mother. After pondering for a long time, his thoughts turned to Jin Shiyue in the next room.
That man who was so arrogant that he would force his head into a cow even if it refused to drink water.
There is no story to tell between her and him, it's basically all accidents.
He wore so little clothing in the middle of winter, and no matter how good his physical condition was, he couldn't withstand the cold winter in the capital. Now he got sick, and there was no one around him to tell him not to run around.
She could smell the cool smell of alcohol on his body. He must have had a drink before coming here. He walked around the city despite being seriously ill, not wanting to judge him for not caring about himself.
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This time living under the same roof as Jin Shiyue, Lian Li was no longer as uneasy as last time. Thinking about things, her eyelids quickly became tired and she slowly fell asleep.
The next day, the early morning light shined on her fair face through the curtains. Lian Li raised her hand to block the natural light and slowly opened her eyes, looking sleepy.
She was wearing long pants and long-sleeved pajamas. She turned over and stretched out her arms to reach for her phone. She looked at the time and it was nine twelve.
She buried her face in the soft and cool quilt for a moment, and suddenly remembered that there was a man in the next room.
Lian Li was not surprised, but she got up a little faster than usual.
She stepped on her fluffy cotton slippers, walked out of the room, and walked to the living room while rubbing her eyes in confusion.
Caught off guard, Lian Li was startled when she saw a man sitting lazily on the sofa with his long legs slightly open.
Jin Shiyue could see all the changes in her expression. He must have slept well last night. He was in excellent spirits. The soft light in the early morning covered his face, which reduced his aggressiveness.
Lian Li looked at him and blinked in confusion.
Looking at his calm posture, she had the illusion that this was his home for a moment.
Lian Li had just woken up, her voice sounded a little soft with sleepiness, "When did you wake up?"
Jin Shiyue tugged at his thin lips and said lazily: "Half an hour ago."
fine. It’s not particularly early either.
"Has your fever gone?"
"Come and see for yourself."
Jin Shiyue looked at her leisurely, and the end of his pleasant voice contained a meaningful coaxing feeling, as if he was tempting her.
Lian Li was about to pass behind the sofa when she heard his words and stopped. Without thinking, she turned around and walked closer to him.
Lian Li touched Jin Shiyue's forehead with her palm, felt the temperature and said, "It's not that hot anymore. It should be withdrawn."
After saying that, she started to go to the bathroom.
Lian Li hadn't fully woken up from her sleep, her face was filled with confusion, and she didn't notice that Jin Shiyue stretched out his long legs silently.
She took a step forward, but before she could go far, unexpectedly, she tripped and fell. Her center of gravity became unstable and she threw herself towards the man on the sofa.
Jin Shiyue raised his eyes slightly, stretched out his strong arms, and pulled the person into his arms.
The accident happened in a flash of lightning. Lian Lifu knelt on the sofa with his hands on Jin Shiyue's shoulders. He was in shock and his heart was beating a little fast.
Jin Shiyue's hand around her slender waist tightened silently, and his black eyes looked at her from bottom to top: "Aren't you awake?"