Fake siblings, 6-year age difference, both pure.
Lin Zao Yi could never have imagined that the man she enticed that night was Tan Zhaojing.
An unrelated brother, yet truly present.
<...Chapter 91 Do you know the consequences of making me kneel?
At 7:20 p.m., the plane landed in Nancheng.
Lin Zaoyi deliberately avoided the crowds and leisurely had dinner with someone before going to Wutong Avenue.
When we arrived at the location, it was already past 9 p.m.
Without the daytime hustle and bustle, only quiet beauty remains here; the secluded tunnels and long streets are scenic at every turn.
Surrounded by this golden light, Lin Zaoyi felt surreal, as did the man beside her.
She glanced at him instinctively, and almost instantly, he turned his gaze to her, his eyes languid. "Hmm?"
She smiled softly, "Isn't it pretty?"
The streetlights pierced through the treetops, casting a dappled light on her face. When she smiled, her eyes sparkled. Tan Zhaojing's gaze lingered for a moment, then he leaned down and kissed her eyes. "Beautiful."
The two continued walking, and every now and then they encountered people taking pictures on both sides of the road. Lin Zaoyi thought about it too, so she handed her phone to someone.
I snapped a bunch of photos of her to check the results, but none of them were presentable. If it weren't for her facial features, she would have looked incredibly ugly.
"Reshoot." She stepped back two meters. "You need to squat down; that way, you'll look slimmer on camera."
Tan Zhaojing: "..."
It seems like we have no choice but to do as they say.
Just as we found a good angle, the girl said again, "No, no, let's find another spot."
"If you keep squatting, you'll be kneeling."
"Then we'll have to trouble our CEO Tan to kneel down a little?"
Tan Zhaojing: "..."
Okay, as you say.
Lin Zaoyi laughed so hard her eyes almost disappeared. How capable she was! She could make Tan Zhaojing kneel down. Even after they separated, this gesture alone would be something she would remember for a long time.
As she laughed, her nose suddenly stung with tears. Fortunately, the night was dark, and her sudden sadness went unnoticed.
Tan Zhaojing handed over his phone, "Check if it meets the requirements."
She lowered her head, pretending to flip through the photo album. Once she had calmed down a bit, she smiled carefree and said, "Okay~"
He wrapped his arm around her lower back and pinched her cheek with his other hand. "Do you know the consequences of making me kneel?"
It sounded a little scary, but his eyes were very gentle. Zaoyi imitated his actions and pinched his face, saying, "I don't know, and I don't care."
Tan Zhaojing's expression deepened as he looked at her, and then he smiled.
The sycamore-lined path was long. After walking halfway, Lin Zaoyi got tired and tugged at his sleeve in a coquettish manner. They looked at each other, and Tan Zhaojing understood. He took off his cufflinks and threw them into her hand.
The small item was so familiar that, although Lin Zaoyi recognized it, she couldn't help but confirm, "The one I gave you?"
"Um."
He slowly rolled up his sleeves, "Some stingy person only gave me one pair, and I'm not even allowed to switch between them."
So it turns out she wanted a gift.
"Why don't you just say you're fierce?" she poked his hard arm defiantly. "So fierce, so fierce."
His hand was taken, and he bent his neck closer, his gaze indulgent and gentle. "And now?"
Now...
She smiled brightly, "So kind and approachable!"
Tan Zhaojing laughed and tapped her nose, "Misusing idioms."
Turning around, the person behind me leaped lightly.
Lin Zaoyi buried her head in his neck and sniffed, "Brother Zhaojing, I like your scent."
"Only the smell remains," Tan Zhaojing chuckled, gazing at the overlapping shadows on the ground. "Where are the people?"
Lin Zaoyi wasn't fooled. "Let it be."
As expected, this answer was unsatisfactory. The moment her voice fell to the ground, he put her down, and the next second after her feet touched the ground, he picked her up again, his eyes fixed on her like hooks. "Look at me carefully as I speak."
She wouldn't look at him, hiding her face behind his shoulder.
"Lin Zaoyi".
A warm, deep voice rolled into her ears. Perhaps the night was too beautiful, for his voice carried a touch of allure. She opened her eyes, and in her gaze was his sharp jawline.
Tan Zhaojing paused for a moment in the night, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, "Are you happy being with me?"
Lin Zaoyi didn't need to worry about this; she was "happy."
He chuckled softly, his voice deep and resonant, "Then how about you stay by my side forever?"
Always…
For the first time, Lin Zaoyi directly experienced the extravagance of those two words. Her lips curled up, a sour taste spreading between her teeth. "Okay, always."
Until the day we parted ways.
******
It was late at night when Lin Zaoyi finished showering at the hotel. She wasn't sleepy and was looking for a movie. As she was flipping through the pages, she felt a light touch on her hand. Someone had thrown her phone onto the bedside table. "It's your turn to kneel down."
She was stunned. "Why are you kneeling..."
Seemingly understanding, he couldn't help but complain, "Tan Zhaojing, you're so stingy. It's just a photo, okay, okay, I won't just kneel, I'll lie on the ground for you to take the picture."
Without hesitation, she crawled to the head of the bed to reach her phone, but unexpectedly, her ankle was grabbed and she was pulled down like a chick. Instantly, the neatly made bed sheet was all wrinkled.
Then he turned back and said, "Lying down is fine."
A sudden tingling sensation ran down my scalp.
Is it as she thinks...?
She blinked, hoping that this person would take pity on her and not cause her any trouble.
"Brother Zhaojing, it's very late..."
He offered a kiss and asked, "Want to sleep?"
The man's prominent Adam's apple bobbed up and down. "Wait until you sleep, no rush."
She wanted to say something, but he didn't give her the chance; his breath took it away.
In the heat of passion, she was brought up, and by the time she realized what was happening, it was too late. She felt ashamed and wanted to turn back, but he was one step ahead.
Gale and rain.
He deliberately made her blush, panting slightly as he turned his head to the side. Only the wall lamp was on in the bedroom, and in the dim light, his deep eyes were filled with unrestrained greed.
hateful…
******
Lin Zaoyi slept very soundly without even dreaming. When she woke up, it was almost nine o'clock. It was rare to see Tan Zhaojing sleeping until now.
The curtains had a gap about half a hand's width, allowing sunlight to filter through. She gazed at her flawless face in that meager light.
She lifted her fingers slightly, letting them linger between his clear brow bones, finally settling on his Adam's apple.
I always felt that this was the sexiest spot, with its slight lift and drop when I spoke.
I clicked it twice out of curiosity.
Whether she was woken up by her or it was the right time, her prominent Adam's apple suddenly bobbed.
She quickly withdrew her hand, got up and got out of bed. Just as she was about to get up, an arm reached out and pulled her down uncontrollably.
She wasn't covered, and neither was he, and therefore he clearly felt something touching her.
This cannot be ignored.
She was scared and unconsciously shrank back, but this slight movement only made it more obvious, and she froze on the spot.
Please don't come.
It's very tiring.
A low chuckle rolled into his ear; his voice was hoarse and languid from just waking up. "Where are you planning to go today?"
She gently parted her lips and said, "Whatever you say, it's up to you."
The man lazily opened his eyes. "I'll stay at the hotel."
"don't want."
Lin Zaoyi's heart was not the only object of her protest; she was also physically agitated, saying, "You can't go this far."
My phone rang. It was hers, the editor-in-chief of Mingda University calling. I answered and asked her when she would be back.
"Tomorrow night then."
Mingxian hadn't slept all night; her head was throbbing. She slumped on the sofa, pressing her fingers against her temples. "Zaoyi, tell Mom, are you in a relationship?"
Lin Zaoyi instinctively denied it, "No."
She pushed away the arm that was around her waist, lifted the covers and got out of bed, picked up the bathrobe that she had casually tossed at the foot of the bed, put it on, and headed to the bathroom.
Mom seemed skeptical. "Really?"
She gave a hesitant "Yes," and said, "Really."
Turn on the tap and play the phone's speaker.
"That…"
The sound of rushing water drowned out the hesitant words on the other end of the phone.
Lin Zaoyi only used water in the morning. She hastily splashed a few handfuls of water on her face and wiped the water with a tissue. When she remembered that she hadn't brushed her teeth, she squeezed out toothpaste and said, "Mom, I'm hanging up now."
Mingxian didn't ask any questions in the end, and said, "Okay, have fun."