Chapter 95 Model

◎Lin Jindong◎

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Lin Jindong's reaction was rather strange.

Inside the enclosed space of the car, he carried a cool yet mature cologne scent. The atmosphere was originally quite ambiguous, but Lin Jindong seemed to have been suddenly doused with cold water and calmed down.

Does he not like me calling him that? I was a little surprised. I thought a man like Lin Jindong, who clearly had a bit of a sadistic aura, would like this kind of address. Could it be...?

"Daddy?" I looked at him weakly.

Lin Jindong gripped my hand tightly, his larger and more powerful hand gripping mine tightly, his teeth clenched: "I'm only six years older than you, not sixty. Besides, I don't have those disgusting fetishes. Are you sure you want to call me that?"

"No." I resisted somewhat coyly, but he still held me firmly. "Then what do you like me to call you, Prosecutor Lin?"

The man's breathing was long and deep, and also very intimate, as it gently brushed against the skin of my neck.

"Just call me brother."

"Hmm..." He was really puzzled. Had Lin Zhi'en never called him that before?

While I was momentarily stunned, Lin Jindong tightened his grip on my waist, his lips even touching the back of my ear. "However, I'm very happy that you took the initiative to contact me this time. I hope you're not using me, but simply want to sleep with me."

As expected of a prosecutor with keen observation skills, I thought for a moment, then didn't answer him, but simply closed my eyes silently.

Learning to enjoy and tease is something I tell myself.

In my relationships with men, I am always in a weaker position.

I always felt it was because I was inherently resistant to them. I had to convince myself to completely immerse myself in it, and only then could I experience that ultimate pleasure.

Lin Jindong, as a mature and capable man, was even better than Jiang Zhao in this respect.

He forcefully opened my lips, and I opened my eyes. He was like a spirited wild beast, staring at me with a blatant desire to possess a woman.

"..." I was stunned.

Lin Jindong released me and stroked my lips. "Scared? If you know how to be scared, then do less of this kind of thing."

He spoke casually, but his expression was more serious than casual. His arms under his shirt were lean and strong with excellent lines. He had a good posture. Although he was lazy, he was not sloppy. He had a very high-class and gentlemanly air about him.

I bit my lip and secretly glanced at his profile.

Lin Jindong's coat was still on my lap. He drove straight to the nearest clothing store and then pushed me into the VIP dressing room.

I sat on the sofa and watched as he took a light-colored knitted dress from the row of clothes pushed in by the shop assistant and handed it to me.

"Go change it." Lin Jindong's tone was frighteningly cold.

I looked at him and suddenly seemed to understand something.

Men don't seem to like such blatant flirting... at least in public, they prefer the girls around them to be gentle, innocent, noble and elegant, while in private they prefer them to be wanton, romantic and full of desire.

The former is for any man, while the latter, the girl clearly belongs only to him. That uniqueness is irresistible.

I went into the fitting room.

Before long, the shop assistant even thoughtfully brought me a complete set of lingerie, decorated with very cute little strawberries, which was extremely pure and innocent.

I picked it up and looked at it, and the other person was also surprised that there was really nothing underneath my skirt. I didn't think much of it, but glanced at the outfit, then turned around and called out to the shop assistant, "Please get me one..."

The other person blushed slightly, but it was clear she was used to such requests from customers, and she nodded at me.

I slowly got dressed and looked at the dressing mirror next to me.

The zipper on the back wasn't fully fastened, and my long, seaweed-like black hair fell loose, making my skin look incredibly fair. I adjusted my expression in the mirror, making sure it looked misty and hazy, before smiling and peeking out.

Lin Jindong was sitting on a white sofa not far from me.

He slowly flipped through the magazine, a cigarette between his long, slender fingers, wisps of white smoke drifting from it.

Lin Jindong's perception of gaze remained sharp and vigilant; he raised his head almost instantly and met my gaze.

He turned to extinguish his cigarette, wiped his hands, and then stood up.

The man, nearly 1.9 meters tall, exuded an imposing presence. His narrowed eyes held a dangerous glint as he looked at me. "What's wrong?"

"The zipper seems to be faulty, please help me."

Lin Jindong gave a soft hum. I turned around and gently brushed my hair down to my chest. His fingers brushed against my shoulder and then moved closer. I bit my lip and let him gently zip up my pants. I could clearly feel a burning gaze fixed on my body.

In the mirror, our eyes met, and his hand paused slightly. "You did this on purpose."

"I just want more opportunities to be with you, is that not allowed?" I thought for a moment, then raised my hand and placed it on the back of his hand.

Upon hearing this, Lin Jindong sneered, "You used to be so eager to get rid of me, but suddenly you've become so proactive and ingratiating. Do you think I won't suspect your motives?"

I quickly shook my head. "Why do you always think so badly of me? Is it because you've been in contact with too many suspects?"

“You are now.” Lin Jindong curled his lips, then suddenly reached out and pinched my face, forcefully lifting it up so I would look at him. “I’m not a toy you can summon and dismiss at will. Don’t only think of me when you’ve been wronged by other men.”

I suddenly became a little confused, because the points he cared about were completely off-topic.

"Not going to speak? You admit it." Lin Jindong laughed coldly again.

"I...I just...after watching a movie with that guy yesterday, he spilled orange juice and popcorn on me, and I was a little angry." I told the lie skillfully, even observing Lin Jindong's expression, and said, "I just...wanted to try out a man older than me."

He didn't speak, but silently looked at me with a piercing yet unassuming gaze, calmly assessing my words.

I slowly twisted my jaw, and realizing I was uncomfortable, Lin Jindong eased his grip a little.

This is what makes him different from Jiang Zhao. I feel like I've found a breakthrough again, but I just look at him pitifully.

Gradually, his strength almost completely disappeared, and he began to become gentle and ambiguous. His calloused fingertips gently caressed my lips, occasionally adding a little pressure.

Lin Jindong's controlling personality in relationships was on full display at this moment.

He commanded me: "Kiss me."

I obediently stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek. He frowned, but I smiled and quickly returned the kiss to his lips.

"Miss, I have brought you the clothes you requested."

Lin Jindong clenched his fist, then relaxed it again.

"What did you buy?" he asked.

"Q, Q, underwear," I laughed.

Lin Jindong's self-control far exceeded my expectations.

I thought that after teasing him like this, he would finally take the bait and bring me home, and I could also take the opportunity to secretly inquire about the case of Jiang Mingzhuo and my mother. But Lin Jindong became incredibly gentlemanly after the kiss.

He not only took me to a restaurant, but also specially bought me pink and blue roses.

I also pretended to be extremely surprised. After dinner, we even took a walk near the bridge. It wasn't until after 10 p.m. that Lin Jindong took me back to his apartment.

Something was clearly wrong with his apartment.

Lin Jindong skillfully took out the girl's slippers and placed them at my feet.

I glanced around; it was a simple, modern, single-level apartment, but the room next to the study, with its distinctly feminine feel, stood out. My sense of guilt lessened considerably. I even suspected that Lin Jindong might have a girlfriend he was in a stable relationship with, and that his relationship with me was simply a case of him sharing a penchant for extramarital affairs.

He noticed my expression and smiled. "That's Ji-eun's room."

"Huh?" I glanced at him.

“She comes here occasionally; it’s close to her university,” Lin Jindong explained, while also massaging my ankle, which had become slightly red from being inhaled.

I gently bit my lip. "Are you siblings that close?"

"It's not as good as you think." Seeing that I had already put on slippers, Lin Jindong got up and went into the bathroom.

I was very interested in his study, but I didn't want to make it too obvious. I just quietly changed into that sexy light pink slip dress while he was taking a shower. When I heard that he was almost done, I quietly pushed open the bathroom door.

The entire bathroom was black. He was only wearing a towel around his lower body, with his upper body bare. The muscles on his shoulders, which he was leaning forward on, looked sexy and toned.

Lin Jindong was using a razor in front of a mirror.

His tanned arms have clearly defined muscle texture, with smooth lines that exude strength.

He saw me through the mirror, smiled, turned around and approached me, picked me up with one hand and placed me on the huge sink countertop. The nightgown was made of very thin material, and I was unusually bold, so I was barely wearing anything, and I just felt a chill.

But Lin Jindong's scalding breath was close to me, and the foam on his chin smelled particularly refreshing. But at this moment, these smells were strangely intertwined, making the atmosphere increasingly scorching.

"Help me." He handed me the razor, and I realized it wasn't automatic. I raised my hand, my face burning, and though I knew where he was looking, I still touched his cheek. But before I knew it, Lin Jindong hissed in complaint.

I cut a bloody gash on his chin with a razor blade.

I panicked for a moment, "I...I'm sorry..."

"How stupid of me." Lin Jindong lowered his head, his fingers touching the wound, his short hair slightly disheveled.

I sat on the table, at a loss, until he handed me the band-aid, which I carefully placed on his chin.

The man placed his hands on the edge of the sink and slowly moved closer to me. Suddenly, he leaned down and kissed me, deliberately parting his teeth, hooking his lips around my neck, and making me tilt my head back to receive him. My hands also instinctively wrapped around his neck...

It was really awesome.

[Author's Note]

These chapters feature the appearances of Ye Fenglin, Lin Jindong, and Xu Ya, one after another.