kingnovel Chapter 432: Overdoing It
Chapter 432: Overdoing It
Lin Jiaojiao sent Lin Yun and Su Minyue to the gate of the school. The Spring Examination would be in three days, so she told them to prepare well for the exam.
She sent Lin Chun back to Fangying Casino, and saw the young man running back into the casino from the door in the distance.
Lin Chun stood at the door and watched Lin Jiaojiao go away, until a familiar figure appeared beside her at the corner, and then she withdrew her gaze with relief.
"Sister Lin, is that woman your sister?"
She turned around and saw a head popping up at the door. She nodded, said "hmm", then stepped over the threshold and walked into the hall.
Liang Jun leaned out and looked in the direction the woman left, but unfortunately she had disappeared long ago. He then ran behind Lin Chun curiously.
"Sister Lin, is the eldest sister studying in Kyoto? She looks like a scholar."
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman in front of him suddenly stopped, allowing him to bump directly into her sturdy back.
"hiss…"
He raised his hand to rub his painful forehead, and stared at the body in front of him that was like a wall with a red face and a pounding heart. It was too hard.
Lin Chun did not notice the situation of the person behind her. She raised her hand and scratched her hair in annoyance, then turned around and spoke seriously.
"She's not your elder sister, don't call her that. I'm only working here for a month and will be back soon. Don't bother with me anymore."
The young man in front of her did not feel embarrassed about having his thoughts exposed. Instead, he finally understood her thoughts and looked at her happily with his head tilted back.
Lin Chun blushed and turned around and walked quickly into the museum.
But he couldn't get rid of the boy's incessant and increasingly excited voice behind him.
"Where is Sister Lin's home in Qingzhou? Are there a lot of delicious food in Qingzhou? I heard that the cakes in Nanshan, Qingzhou are delicious. How about Sister Lin take me with you when you go back this time? I also want to go to Qingzhou to have a look..."
Lin Chun was walking so fast that he was almost flying, with only one thought in his mind.
The men in Kyoto are so scary.
Terrible indeed.
When Lin Jiaojiao opened the door, she saw the person sitting opposite her in the room. Her legs trembled slightly unconsciously and she suddenly felt a dull pain in her buttocks.
"Hey, Yao, you should take a rest today too..."
She was a little at a loss for words at the end. What did that intriguing look in his eyes mean?
"Jiaojiao, come here."
Qi Yao opened his legs and then patted his thighs.
Her face turned red and she sat on his lap shyly like a little husband, with her arms around his neck. Although they were of similar height and build, there was no sense of incongruity at this moment.
Lin Jiaojiao's mind was filled with the blushing images of last night. In addition, she had not slept for long, so she felt a little dizzy. Until a hand touched her waist and hips, she was startled and woke up immediately.
"Ayao, don't do it. It still hurts..."
Qi Yao paused, then heard the timid sound from the person lying on his chest. He raised his eyebrows and chuckled.
"Even if Jiaojiao wants it now, there is not a drop left."
"..."
She patted his chest gently and glared at him coquettishly. This better be true!
"I met your fiancée today. She seems to be a tough character. You better be careful."
Qi Yao was of course clear about what she had experienced today. He rested his chin on her head and gently stroked her hair with his hand.
"He's just Qi Yu's lackey, nothing to be afraid of."
"Oh, don't be so confident. You should remember that it's better to be safe than sorry!"
He looked at the serious expression on the woman's face in his arms, and his heart moved. He stood up and walked towards the bed with her in his arms.
Lin Jiaojiao was so scared that she hugged his neck tightly. She didn't expect that she could be carried like a princess with her physique. It was really embarrassing. No! How could he throw her on the bed?
She looked in horror at the man unbuckling his belt beside the bed.
"Didn't you say there wasn't even a drop left?"
"If you squeeze in, you can still get some."
what the hell!
Can this thing still be squeezed?!
...
Night is slowly approaching.
A soft knock on the door broke the tranquility of the night, and then everything returned to calm in an instant.
The person sleeping on the outside of the bed slowly opened his eyes. The dimness in the room made him frown slightly. He sighed in his heart, thinking that time passed so quickly.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Lin Jiaojiao who was sleeping in his arms, with some tears in the corners of her eyes.
He raised his hand and brushed it away gently, and the person in the sleep felt the warmth in the corner of his eyes, frowned, snorted lightly, smacked his lips, and then fell silent.
He had gone too far.
He bent down and kissed her forehead, then quietly got up and got out of bed. Without the big stove, Lin Jiaojiao just turned her back to him and continued to sleep.
He stood beside the bed and stared at the back of her head, his inner joy revealed in his raised lips and brows.
After Qi Yao had packed up, he opened the door.
He glanced indifferently at Lan Jiu who was waiting outside the door with his head lowered.
Oh, I really underestimated him.
He turned to leave, but the voice of the person behind him made him turn around suddenly and raise one hand to grab the man's neck. As long as he exerted more force, he could break his neck and make him disappear forever.
"Say it again?"
Lan Jiu did not struggle. The gradually increasing force from the hand on his neck made it hard for him to breathe and his face turned red, but he still insisted on finishing his words word by word.
"Please... Master... exercise... moderation."
Qi Yao laughed in anger, and loosened his hand when the man was about to suffocate. Then he took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingers quietly, as if he had just touched something dirty.
"It's just a pastime, do you really take it seriously?"
Lan Jiu covered his collar and breathed rapidly, his drooping eyelashes trembling slightly, and he remained silent until the person left. Then he straightened up and raised his eyes to look into the dark corridor.
His expression was indifferent and obscure.
...
Before dawn, Lin Jiaojiao woke up from hunger.
She sat up and stretched. She had slept since yesterday afternoon. Apart from some sore waist, she felt refreshed after catching up on the sleep.
The bed curtains were drawn, letting in a faint light.
She turned her head to look at Lan Jiu who was in the backlight, her voice dry and hoarse.
"Ajiu, what time is it now?"
Lan Jiu turned around and poured a cup of hot water, then came to the bedside and handed the water over.
"Miss, it's five o'clock in the morning. Are you hungry? I'll go downstairs and bring you some food."
"Wait, Jiu, you have a cold?"
She grabbed the hand of the person who was about to turn around and leave. Lan Jiu did not sit down as usual, but turned his back to her and remained silent.
She hurried to the edge of the bed, put the cup in her hand aside, and turned around.
In the dim light, I saw a person with his head lowered, looking haggard. He raised his hand and pulled the scarf around his neck in an unnatural way, his voice low and hoarse.
"It's okay Miss, I just have a sore throat. It will be fine in a while."
Her eyes also fell on the gray scarf. He stopped wearing a scarf after coming to Kyoto where the weather got warmer. Now, not only did he wear a scarf, but his whole person looked much more lonely.
She turned over and got out of bed, and Lan Jiu wanted to turn around and get his coat to put on her.
"Don't move, let me see."
Lan Jiu raised her hand to cover her scarf and turned her head away, "Miss, are you really okay? You should put on your coat first, or you will catch a cold."
"Then let me see it first, otherwise I won't wear my coat and I'll catch a cold..."
Upon hearing this, he immediately turned around with concern, met her determined eyes, and slowly loosened his hands that were covering his scarf.
Lin Jiaojiao quickly pulled off her scarf, revealing purple bruises from finger marks on both sides of her neck. Her breath was choked and her chest ached.
"Qi Yao did it?"
Lan Jiu held her hand and rubbed it against his face, then shook his head.
"It's okay miss, it doesn't hurt anymore."