Chapter 123 The purpose of boyfriend
Chapter123
Lian Li looked at Jin Shiyue. The latter's collar was slightly open, and his muscles were about to come out. He had just woken up, his eyebrows were tired, and his expression was so pale that he had no color.
He asked her in a gloomy voice: "What did you call me?"
Lian Li said: "October?" After saying that, she quickly added, "I just suddenly remembered that Shiyue is homophonic to October. I mistakenly thought you were born in October."
Jin Shiyue said: "Call again."
Lian Li looked at him without saying a word.
Jin Shiyue held the back of her neck with his generous palm, closed the distance, and said persistently, "Call again."
As his low voice fell, he pressed his forehead against hers.
Lian Li raised her eyelashes and was able to clearly see the heat hidden under Jin Shiyue's indifferent eyes. The scorching gaze weakened the coldness that was indifferent to everything.
It was as if she was being cared for in the palm of his hand and regarded as an extremely precious existence.
Lian Li spoke softly and uncertainly: "October?"
Jin Shiyue stared at her for two seconds, then wrapped his arms around her, smelling the fragrance of her body, and a slightly hoarse monosyllable escaped from his throat: "Yes, I am here."
The citrus scent on Lian Li's body and the rose scent on the sheets and quilts were clearly separated, without any confusion, just like her.
Keep your own side of the heart pure and untainted by any dust from the outside world.
"It's getting late." Lian Li was about to get up and pushed him, "Let go, I'm going to wash up."
Her attitude couldn't be called lukewarm, but it was too lighthearted.
Jin Shiyue was aroused by her 'explanation' last night, and just now he was aroused by her 'knowing more', and now he was tingled by her 'treating by doing nothing'.
Jin Shiyue raised his eyes, looked at her expression, moved his lips, and said in a toneless voice: "Is your boyfriend here to break up with you?"
Knowing that he was pursuing what she said in the car last night, Lian Li still asked: "Isn't it?"
If you are not your boyfriend, there is no need to break up.
"No."
Jin Shiyue leaned closer to her ear, smiled, and said in a sexy tone, "My boyfriend is here for you to sleep with."
Hearing this, Lian Li's breathing slowed down for a few seconds.
Thinking of the erotic things in the bathroom, shyness suddenly surged into her heart, and she pulled up the quilt to cover half of her face.
Jin Shiyue put his palm on her hand holding the quilt and squeezed it with satisfaction.
Likes that she gets mood swings because of him, likes that she acts angry or shy.
Lian Li's hand was wrapped by Jin Shiyue and he didn't pull away. She felt the temperature in his palm and expressed her doubts.
"Have you really never had a girlfriend?"
After asking, Lian Li felt that this question was inaccurate. Having never had a girlfriend did not mean that she was stoic, so she changed her question: "Have you really never had sex with other women?"
Jin Shiyue's lips curled up in a pleasant arc, and he smiled lazily, "Is my girlfriend starting to be possessive of me?"
Lian Li shook her head and said no.
Jin Shiyue let go of her hand and turned to pinch her face with a dull look in his eyes: "Do I look like a scumbag?"
Standing at the top of the pyramid, a high-ranking person with unparalleled money and power may be a clean man, while a simple man at the bottom of society may be so scumbag.
Being a scumbag is your nature, and it has nothing to do with your status or power.
Lian Li answered honestly: "It's not just what it looks like."
It doesn't sound like the first time either when I say it or when I do it.
Jin Shiyue narrowed his eyes, his gaze firmly locked on her.
He pinched her chin with his long fingers and kissed her, "Use these beautiful lips to say things I don't want to hear."
Such harsh words with a hint of tenderness are particularly heart-pounding.
Lian Li's breathing tightened slightly, and her eyes fell on the small bite on his lip - she bit it.
Lian Li was well taken care of and had enough sleep. She wasn't sleepy at all now, but she still used her white and slender fingers to pull down the quilt for Jin Shiyue.
After all, brushing him would do her no good.
"I will only sleep with you for half an hour, no more." It was rare for Lian Li to take the initiative, so Jin Shiyue raised the corners of his lips slightly.
He held her waist with his palms, pulled her into his arms, closed his eyes and rested.
Lian Li wasn't sure if he didn't sleep last night, or if he was used to the night of revelry and had no habit of sleeping at night. He would only catch up on sleep when he was sleepy during the day.
She leaned against Jin Shiyue's chest and slowly closed her eyes.
After taking a nap, when I woke up again, I found that thirteen minutes had just passed.
Lian Li didn't fall asleep again and didn't dare to move for fear of waking Jin Shiyue. She boredly tugged at his pajamas with her fingertips. The silk pajamas were made of fine workmanship, and no matter how hard she plucked, she couldn't find any hair balls or threads.
After playing with his clothes for seventeen minutes, when the time was up, Lian Li came out of Jin Shiyue's arms. Although her movements were extremely cautious, he still noticed her and opened his eyes and woke up.
Lian Li: "You can continue to sleep."
Jin Shiyue stretched out his arm to pick up the mobile phone, not knowing who to call, his voice was so low that it didn't waver.
Lian Li didn't listen, got out of bed and went into the bathroom to wash up.
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She stood at the sink and brushed her teeth. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the torn nightgown in the clothes basket, and her cheeks turned slightly red.
Lian Li changed her clothes, went to the dressing table, took out a hairpin, and pulled up her long hair in twos and twos.
Jin Shiyue raised his eyes lightly and glanced sideways. In his field of vision was the round back of his head and his loose, low ball head.
He narrowed his eyes.
Lian Li saw Jin Shiyue through the mirror on the dressing table.
He has a handsome appearance, tilting his head slightly, with a face that is cold, tired and arrogant in his bones, making him dazzlingly handsome.
The cynical young master Gui is quite messy and unpredictable.
Lian Li took a look for two or three seconds, closed the drawer, turned around as if nothing had happened, walked closer, and asked him: "What do you want to eat?"
Jin Shiyue grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer.
He pulled hard, and Lian Li was caught off guard and knelt on the bed with one knee.
Jin Shiyue buried his face in her shoulder and said in a low voice: "Someone will do it."
Someone do it?
Who?
Lian Li was confused and before she could speak, her phone vibrated, which was a reminder from the surveillance system.
She glanced and found Ling Yu ringing the doorbell at her door.
Lian Li asked Jin Shiyue to let go. She walked out of the bedroom and opened the door.
Ling Yu brought an aunt to cook for them and greeted them warmly: "Miss Lian."
Second Young Master Jin has a distinguished status, and she is here to enjoy the blessings of being his girlfriend. I'm afraid she's the only one who finds it troublesome.
The princess room and the aunt are still within the acceptable range of Lian Li.
There was a world of difference between Xishangyuan and No. 21 Qingteng Road. She was wary in her heart and was unwilling to reach out and touch it.
Ling Yu and his aunt were busy in the kitchen.
Lian Li sat on the sofa in the living room and looked up at the pendulum hanging on the wall.
She felt that she had become dull after being with Jin Shiyue.
The morning disappeared out of thin air, and it was noon when I woke up.
The ancients said that from now on the king will not go to court early, and indeed he did not deceive me.
Although Lian Li is not as powerful as Jin Shiyue and does not come from a powerful family, it does not prevent her from treating him as a disaster.
Thinking.
Lian Li put her right hand on the wrist of her left hand and touched a red jade with her fingertips. It felt indescribably cool and silky to the touch.
A WeChat message popped up on the phone.
She picked it up, glanced down, and her fingertips suddenly paused.