Chapter 161 Fingers intertwined with him
The palms of their hands were close to each other, and Lian Li could clearly feel Jin Jiyue's warmth.
The memory of her body reminded her of an extremely burning sensation not long ago, as if she was drowning in a heat wave.
Lian Li thinks rationally very quickly, but her experience of feelings is always slow. She used to follow instinct and go crazy, but now she realizes it is shameful.
On a rainy night, there were two well-dressed people in the lounge of the manor.
Underneath his dignified and elegant attire, his strength was extremely brutal.
Jin Shiyue looked sideways and saw Lian Lier's fair skin turning red.
He waited gracefully, waiting for her to be ripe and flushed, and ready to pick, before he spoke: "Little junior sister, what are you thinking about?"
He quickly recalled his thoughts and pretended to be calm: "I'm thinking about the task assigned by Professor Lu."
Jin Shiyue held her hand with one hand, raised the other hand, and pinched her earlobe with his fingertips: "There is a phenomenon in psychology called unconditioned reflex. A certain relationship is established between two stimuli, so that one stimulus can trigger the other. Stimulus-related responses ”
He was rare and serious, and his cold-sounding voice spoke at an unhurried pace, reaching her ears like some ancient and mysterious force pulling her.
Lian Li tilted her head and looked up at him. The man's eyelids were lazily drooped, and his pair of deep black eyes were hidden under his crow-feather-like eyelashes, making it difficult to see his specific emotions.
"When you are not conscious in your heart, your body has already made the decision for you." Jin Shiyue casually pinched her soft earlobe and said casually.
When Lian Li heard this, he was stunned for a moment. Before he could figure out the reason, the elevator reached the ninth floor and opened with a 'ding'.
Jin Shiyue held her hand and strolled out of the elevator to the door of his home.
Lian Li's mind was racing and she noticed that he used the word 'unconditioned reflex' instead of 'conditioned reflex'.
The former is innate and permanent; the latter is acquired and temporary.
A stimulus that innately and permanently triggers a response associated with another stimulus.
Just like the subtle magnetic field between people, they pull each other invisibly. Even if they are unconscious, they will still spark eternal sparks.
As she walked, the hem of her skirt brushed against her white calves and brushed against the straight suit pants of the man beside her, creating lingering ripples of ambiguity in the air.
Ling Yu, who was squatting at the door of his home like a big guarding dog, was the first to see this scene. Then he moved his eyes upwards and saw the two people holding hands intimately. He suddenly felt that there was no need to eat late night snacks tonight.
The dog food is enough.
Ling Yu stood up and greeted them.
When Lian Li entered the password to open the door, Jin Shiyue waved his hand, telling Ling Yu to go somewhere to cool down.
Ling Yu got the order and ran away immediately.
Act neatly and without any redundancy.
Lian Li felt strange and looked back at Ling Yu's leaving figure.
Seeing this, Jin Shiyue pinched the back of her neck with his knuckled hands and turned her face back: "The boyfriend next to me doesn't look at her. His eyes are looking so far away. Is he presbyopic?"
"You are presbyopic." Lian Li retracted her gaze and walked into the house.
The two of them changed their shoes at the entrance. Lian Li changed her shoes, looked at the shoes on Jin Shiyue's feet, and blinked thoughtfully.
How to say it.
Not seeing each other for a month means breaking up by default. But she didn't throw away anything about him. Men's clothes that didn't belong to her were still hanging in the closet, and she would see them every day when she opened them.
Jin Shiyue naturally noticed this, raised his lips, put his long arms around her waist, and lifted her onto his shoulders.
Lian Li exclaimed, her mind was spinning, and she was still dizzy, so he carried her into the bathroom.
"What are you doing."
The shower was turned on, warm water sprayed out, and the confined space was instantly filled with heat. Jin Shiyue unbuttoned his shirt with one hand and said sanctimoniously: "Take a bath." "Wash yourself."
Her clothes were soaked and clinging to her skin. She even took a step forward to leave. As soon as she took a step forward, a man's strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind and pulled her back forcefully.
It turned out that half an hour at the manor was not enough for Jin Shiyue.
Moreover, Lian Li found that he was pushing her limits every time.
……a long time.
Lian Li had no strength left and allowed Jin Shiyue to clean her up and carry her out of the bathroom.
After a moment, the sound of a hair dryer sounded in the quiet room.
Jin Shiyue sat on the chair in front of the dressing table. Lian Li sat astride his lap, face to face with him. The hot wind blew her hair. She squinted her eyes comfortably and rested against him.
Jin Shiyue picked up her hair with his slender fingers and blew her hair. His movements could not be called clumsy nor neat.
Lian Li knew in her heart that it was rare for Mr. Jin to blow dry his hair, so she did not rush him, but buried her head on his shoulder and enjoyed the service afterwards.
The temperature in the room was suitable. Jin Shiyue was naked from the waist up, without any clothes. Lian Li could clearly hear his strong and powerful heartbeat, thumping, thumping, and having a strong sense of presence.
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She vaguely heard him asking in her ear: "Are you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry." Lian Li was drowsy and didn't open her eyes. "The birthday noodles you cooked are too terrible."
Jin Shiyue chuckled and gently rubbed her waist with his palms: "Not everyone is worthy of letting me cook."
"Oh." Lian Li disagreed, as if she didn't hear what he said clearly.
She said to herself: "When my dad was still alive, he would cook birthday noodles for me every year. At that time, I didn't like noodles and was afraid of being a disappointment, so I secretly poured them into the trash can every time. He never noticed it."< br>
"Later, I wanted to eat the birthday noodles he cooked, but I had no chance."
The girl lay on his shoulder, her voice became muffled due to sleepiness, but Jin Shiyue heard every word.
He stopped blowing her hair and whispered in her ear: "I will cook birthday noodles for you every year from now on."
"No." Lian Li refused, "It tastes bad."
"You have to eat even if it tastes bad. Don't be picky about food." Jin Shiyue raised his eyebrows and said righteously, "You know?"
Others cost money to cook, but the young master cost his life to cook.
Lian Li didn't answer, she rubbed her cheek against his shoulder, turned her head to the side, and let him blow the wet hair on the other side.
Lian Li's hair was dark and thick, and blowing it took time. When it was all dry, she was already fast asleep in Jin Shiyue's arms.
Although Lian Li is not suitable for sports, he is full of energy.
If it was only the dinner party, she would still be full of energy, but Jin Shi's demands became more and more intense, like a typhoon passing by, sweeping away all her energy.
The next day, the sky turned fish-belly white, and a ray of pale white light fell into the bedroom through the crack.
Lian Li opened her eyes and woke up, her waist and legs were sore. She rolled her eyes and regained some consciousness. She looked down and stopped at Jin Shiyue's hand, with perfect finger bones and cold white veins on the back of the hand, full of astringency.
Lian Li thought of holding hands last night, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
After a moment, she slowly stretched out her hand. When it was a few centimeters away from Jin Shiyue's hand, she stayed there for a few seconds.
The hands of the two people are just a few feet apart. They are both slender and beautiful, but different sizes.
Lian Li discovered for the first time that his hands were much larger than hers. No wonder he held her hips so easily.
Lian Li smiled from the corners of her eyes and brows. She moved her hand and slipped her fingers quietly into Jin Shiyue's fingers. She tightened her strength slightly and interlocked with his ten fingers.