Chapter 32 He's so skilled at ordering people around. Su Jinmu leaned her cheek against his shoulder...

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu's lips were wet, itchy from being rubbed. She licked them with her tongue and tasted a strong, sweet, and fishy smell. Her lips became even redder and her temples twitched.

...It's blood.

Li Xin's blood.

A madman.

First, she tried to pry open his eyelids, but when that failed, she ended up with multiple wounds on her hands.

Either he opens his eyes and sees that P has the same face as Li Xin, or he returns to the Su family at night and sees a scar on Li Xin's hand that looks exactly like P's.

Su Jinmu: "..."

Why is that thing in such a hurry to self-destruct?

Not satisfied with just a bed partner, wanting to push their luck?

Or is there some other intention?

His plan to feign death was already set and could not be changed. Besides, although the Su family had recently been trying to appease him and ease tensions, this warmth would not last long, and they would definitely continue to use him to gain benefits later.

Although he is now willing to cooperate in building some goodwill with the Su family as a way of thanking them for raising him over the years, he cannot be trapped in the Su family's constraints forever.

Therefore, Su Jinmu is destined to die.

If P's true identity as Li Xin were revealed, and the Su family knew this before his death, Su's parents would certainly not let go of this easy opportunity to take advantage of their proximity.

At that point, it will be even harder for him to extricate himself, and he will also drag Li Xin into the Su family's mess.

Su Jinmu pursed her lips.

"Knock knock".

"Knock knock knock".

"Ring ring ring ring ring!!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Li Xin's phone on the table not far away also started ringing incessantly, breaking the tense and tense atmosphere in the room.

Su Jinmu closed her eyes, her cool fingertips on her eyelids moving slightly away, as if reluctantly brushing against the corner of his eye, her voice soft and slow in his ear.

"Young Master Su, please wait a moment."

Su Jinmu breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Xin frowned, coldly picked up the phone, and walked towards the door to open it while answering the call.

The person outside didn't come in; they were just talking to Li Xin at the doorway.

The distance was quite far, and Su Jinmu couldn't hear the specific words being spoken clearly. She could only tell that the person outside sounded very serious, and Li Xin's tone was also a bit low.

Did you run into some trouble?

Su Jinmu tilted her ear slightly, trying to hear more clearly.

Soon after he finished speaking, Li Xin stepped forward, loosened the ropes on his hands, and gently massaged his wrists with his fingertips.

"I have something to take care of, I'll go out first, you go back to the Su family first."

Li Xin's lips curled up slightly as he stared at the young master's porcelain-white profile and long, dark eyelashes. His gaze fell on the rosy lips, sweeping over the small, delicate cupid's bow.

He licked his lips, his voice becoming more refined and gentle, tinged with laughter and excitement, "Young Master, I look forward to seeing you again."

Su Jinmu: "…………"

Li Xin quickly went out, and the bodyguard came in and greeted him respectfully.

Su Jinmu waited a while before opening her eyes.

Having visited several times, this was the first time he had seen P's place clearly. The house was large, but the decor was cold and hard, with many stone and ceramic elements.

It was probably for fire prevention.

"Young Master Su, I'll take you home first, or you can stay here for the night and wait for your master to return," the bodyguard said, bowing his head.

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu forced a smile. "Take me back."

The bodyguard didn't say much, and led Su Jinmu out as before.

When they returned to the Su family home, it was exactly one o'clock in the afternoon. The summer sun was high in the sky, and the strong ultraviolet rays stung their eyes.

Su Jinmu entered the gate, squinting as she pondered what to do next.

A hurried footstep came from the side and stopped abruptly beside him, as if frozen in place.

Su Jinmu squinted to shield herself from the bright light. Just as she was about to turn around, she was caught off guard by a gentle touch on her palm.

Unfamiliar finger bones approached, carefully lifting his hand.

Su Jinmu: "???"

“…Xiao Mu”.

The sound around me was almost choked and strained.

Big brother?

Su Jinmu looked against the light, her eyelashes trembling from the glare.

Su Zeya held his hand, stunned, staring straight at the red mark on it.

Perhaps to prevent his hands from being too free and the blindfold from falling off, they tied it very tightly today, leaving several clear red marks on his wrists.

The mark, imprinted on the porcelain-white, slender wrist, added an unspoken, poignant meaning, both striking and jarring.

Su Zeya was stunned, staring at his wrist for a long time, "That P... how... how could he tie you up?"

Su Jinmu looked at him, unsure of how to react. She smiled and smiled, amusement curving her lips. "Big brother is surprised?"

Putting aside the fact that P is Li Xin, "most rich and powerful people are perverts."

Su Zeya stood there, stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked around warily.

We hadn't even entered the villa yet, and servants were coming and going from time to time in the distance.

Su Jinmu looked at him, not knowing what he was looking at. In the blink of an eye, a hand appeared on her forearm, grabbed her arm, and pulled her away abruptly.

"Come with your older brother."

Su Zeya's car was outside, still running. He had just seen Su Jinmu and hurriedly got out, quickly helping her into the car.

"???" Su Jinmu raised an eyebrow, wanting to see what he was up to.

Su Zeya drove the car to a remote, deserted area on the outskirts of the city, where a large amount of sand was piled up, and where few people ever went.

At midday, the sunlight was blinding, and the reflection of the yellow sand on the ground made it even more painful to look at.

Su Jinmu squinted at the person in front of her.

Su Zeya stared at the marks on his wrist, remained silent for a long time, then suddenly took a deep breath, his eyes filled with solemnity.

"Xiao Mu, do you want to leave the Su family?"

Su Jinmu: "??!"

Su Jinmu's heart skipped a beat. She raised an eyebrow, her fingers subtly clenching and unclenching. "...Big brother, what do you mean?"

What did he discover?

“Your parents want you to associate with people like P, and I know you don’t want to.”

Su Zeya pursed his lips. His tall figure, wrapped in a suit, was exposed to the scorching sun but did not appear hot. Instead, he was enveloped in a sullen atmosphere and was somewhat cold.

"I'll see you off. Don't worry about the money. Come back after some time, when Mom and Dad are no longer concerned about these things," Su Zeya said.

Su Jinmu lowered her hand from the sunshade and stared at him for a while.

Su Zeya was stared at by those clear, bright eyes. He used to love seeing his younger brother smile, but now he was afraid to look directly at him. His indifferent face became even more silent and hard.

The parents wanted to use Xiao Mu to the fullest extent because of the Su family and because of him.

He is a beneficiary of the existing system.

I'm too ashamed to look.

Su Zeya lowered his eyes slightly.

Su Jinmu looked at him. Perhaps the sun was too strong and too dazzling, and she felt a slight tightness in her chest. She took a few gentle breaths.

His older brother used to bring him flower and plant seeds, food, and drinks.

Now... ever since he pointed out the matter of his potential lover, he has become increasingly distant and polite.

However, this was within his expectations.

Su Jinmu took a few breaths. He was always clear-headed and wouldn't change his mind once he made a decision. He smiled slightly.

"Thank you, brother. I will think about it carefully."

The sun was too strong, and the light was intense. Reflected by the yellow sand on the ground, the heat was one thing, but Su Jinmu felt her eyes hurting more and more.

It feels like there's something foreign in it, and even blinking slightly makes me feel like I'm about to cry.

It's burning painfully.

He blinked a few times, and colorful spots of light appeared before his eyes. Then he blinked again—

Suddenly, everything went black.

Su Jinmu: "...??!!"

...This is...snow blindness?!

.

Su Jinmu suddenly lost his sight, and Su Zeya rushed him to the hospital. After examination, the doctor confirmed that it was indeed a relapse of snow blindness.

Prolonged exposure to ice or sand without proper protection can cause ultraviolet radiation to burn the eyes.

When Su Jinmu returned to the Su family home, it was pitch black in front of her. She groped her way to sit on the sofa, crossed her long legs naturally, and suddenly smiled.

At this time, snow blindness recurring seems... not such a bad thing.

ha.

When Li Xin returned after finishing his work, he unexpectedly saw Su Jinmu with blank eyes.

Li Xin: "??!"

Li Xin was stunned. His first reaction was not to worry about self-destruction or not. He strode forward, his tall and long legs supporting him. He knelt down on one knee by the sofa, his cold fingertips gently touching the corner of Li Xin's eye, his voice low and deep.

"Young Master?"

Did he pull too hard and break it?

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu was initially quite relaxed and natural, but the boy's tense reaction made him a little uncomfortable, so he coughed lightly.

"The snow blindness has flared up again, but it's alright."

"Why did it suddenly recur?"

Li Xin gripped Su Jinmu's wrist, his brows furrowed, his eyes dark and unfathomable.

"It's from the ultraviolet radiation." Su Jinmu didn't go into details, only saying that Su Zeya had taken him out for a walk and the sunlight was too strong.

With his eyes temporarily blinded, Li Xin's plan to self-destruct was naturally suppressed, and Su Jinmu felt a strange sense of relief.

If you can't see it, you don't need to consider whether Li Xin is the main character, or whether he's using you or is sincere.

There's nothing to worry about, just a brief moment of carefree ease.

Pure and good color.

Su Jinmu was in a good mood and smiled. After the boy finished washing up, she still didn't give up and confessed that she had picked him up and put him on her lap like a p.

Completely unconcerned, he slightly turned his body backward, reached out, groped for the hem of his clothes, lifted it up, and touched the lean and powerful abdominal muscles inside.

Su Jinmu: "!!!"

Oh wow.

It is very elastic.

Su Jinmu's lips curled into a smile.

Li Xin: "..."

Li Xin: "…………"

The weather has been getting hotter lately, and the whole city feels like it's being roasted in a giant oven, with the same heat both indoors and outdoors.

Li Xin's body temperature was low, naturally cool.

When you place your palm on it, a cool and refreshing sensation quickly spreads. It feels firm yet supple, cool and comfortable.

Su Jinmu leisurely and happily touched it around.

Li Xin: "..."

Li Xin's gaze was deep. He held the young master's waist and looked down at the slender, fair hand that was pressed on his waist and abdomen. When it got warm, he moved it to a different position and groped freely, gradually moving his hand up to his chest.

Li Xin's breathing became heavier, his gaze darkened, carrying a hint of coldness and a deeper meaning.

"The young master can't see... but he seems quite happy about it."

Su Jinmu: "..."

What a perceptive madman.

Su Jinmu raised her hand and casually patted him, her fingertips tracing his skin. "Because it feels good. If it didn't feel good, I would naturally be unhappy."

Li Xin: "..."

Su Jinmu touched the phone, finding it a bit monotonous. He picked it up from a small table beside him. He couldn't see it and hadn't turned on voice control before. He tapped it a few times without success, then handed the phone to Li Xin.

"Password 123456, open Feng Yixing's contact information."

Li Xin had one arm around Young Master Su's waist and the other hand unlocking his phone. He paused slightly, a subtle thought rising in his mind: "Young Master just told me the password like that?"

...and I felt a secret thrill.

Su Jinmu clicked her tongue, too lazy to pay attention to him, "Open the chat history, find my favorites, then pick any one and read it aloud."

Li Xin opened it as instructed... and found it to be a short erotic novel.

Li Xin: "…………"

What exactly did Feng Yixing send to Su Jinmu?!

Su Jinmu didn't care about Li Xin's reaction. She casually leaned down, resting her fair face on the boy's shoulder. She adjusted her soft body into a comfortable position, with her hand still on the boy's waist and abdomen.

He urged, "Hurry up."

Li Xin: "..."

A slender, warm body pressed against my chest, easily held in one hand.

Li Xinle unconsciously tightened his grip on Su Jinmu's hand, his nose twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but move closer, his breathing heavy, glancing at the screen.

"The man walked towards us, his whole body tense, his muscles bulging, his waist and abdomen hard, like a giant sculpted from stone."

Su Jinmu pressed her hot palms against her cool skin, her fingertips lightly brushing across the skin's crevices, rubbing them with great interest.

Li Xin: "...The giant was panting heavily, his breathing was rapid, and his chest was heaving."

Su Jinmu felt the warmth of his touch on her palm spread to his chest, and a slight smile curved her lips.

ha.

This is the kind of good life he should have had before he faked his death.

Instead of being constantly pestered by that bastard Li Xin who keeps pushing his luck.

Li Xin: "…………"

Li Xin's voice trailed off.

It was hot, and Su Jinmu's palms were burning hot. The boy's cool body was warmed up in no time.

Why can't it be like before, where a sudden chill in the middle of the night could wake him up?

Tsk.

Su Jinmu looked around, trying to find a cool place, and urged her gently, her voice light, "Keep going, read on, why did you stop reading?"

Li Xin: "..."

Li Xin's Adam's apple bobbed as he stared intently at the person on top of him.

The warmth of Young Master Su's palm penetrated the skin and flesh, warming deeper into the body. His breath became hot, his scarlet lips grew even more vibrant, he licked his lips, grasped the other's wrist, and touched it.

The coolness was gone, replaced by scorching heat. Her voice was low and hoarse, panting softly as she gently nuzzled his head.

“…Young Master.”

Su Jinmu: "…………"

Su Jinmu pouted speechlessly, her small, rosy lips pressed together, their color alluring. She raised her hand and pinched the boy's chin, her voice cold, "Shut up."

Li Xin: "..."

Li Xin casually put down his phone, tightened his arms around the young master in his arms, and held him even more tightly.

The tip of his high nose brushed against the other's neck, a sweet fragrance wafting from it. His scarlet tongue darted out and gently licked the other's neck.

It smells so good.

So sweet.

Li Xin breathed softly, enveloped in the sweet fragrance emanating from the young master. Her breathing quickened slightly, and she curved her lips into a faint smile. "What if I can't hold it in?"

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu clicked her tongue. "You're too hot. If you can't hold it in, then stay away from me. I'm going to turn on the air conditioning."

Li Xin: "..."

Li Xin's lips curled down.

That night, Su Jinmu got up to go to the bathroom. He was held tightly by Li Xin, who noticed him as soon as he moved.

Li Xin seemed to have calmed down a bit. His body felt cool and comfortable to hold, so Su Jinmu let him hold her, her palms pressed against his skin.

He groggily got up, and everything was pitch black. He instinctively turned on the night light, but it was still completely dark. It took him a moment to realize that he couldn't see.

Su Jinmu blinked and tentatively moved away, but tripped over something and lost her balance, falling onto Li Xin.

A pair of arms wrapped around her waist, pressing firmly against her lower back. Su Jinmu let out a soft moan and struggled slightly, kicking him a couple of times.

"Don't press, my stomach is bloated."

Her arms were still wrapped around his waist, and her voice was deep and chuckled as she spoke, "Young Master is so cruel. He made me hold back, but now he's making me let go and not touch you."

Su Jinmu: "..." Is this the same thing?!

Su Jinmu kicked him twice more in a fit of irritation, and only then did Li Xin release his grip with satisfaction.

He went into the bathroom. He knew the bedroom well, and if he closed his eyes and groped around, he would almost never go the wrong way. He closed the door and came to the front. His slender white fingertips had just touched his belt when he suddenly stopped and let go.

Su Jinmu: "...???"

Something feels off.

He closed his eyes and listened intently for a while.

There was no movement.

Su Jinmu raised an eyebrow slightly, still feeling something was wrong. She raised her hand and slowly groped her way towards the door.

The door was closed, and there was no one at the door.

Was he mistaken?

Su Jinmu tilted her head, touched her earlobe, shook her head, and turned to walk inside.

But just as he turned around, he was caught off guard and heard a faint, low, whistling sound, brushing past his ear.

"??!"

"Li Xin." That devil is really here!

Su Jinmu gritted her teeth, and with a sharp instinct, she lunged in that direction, and sure enough, she caught a very thin figure and pulled him away.

"Hmm."

Li Xin chuckled quietly, standing demurely in the corner as he looked at Young Master Su, his voice low and slow, "I'm worried that Young Master Su might fall."

"...Heh, you think I believe that?" Su Jinmu smiled, grabbed the boy by the collar, dragged him out the door, and slammed the door shut. "Don't worry, I won't fall if you don't come in."

Li Xin: "..."

He won't let the young master fall even if he goes inside.

He can hold it very firmly.

Li Xin chuckled softly outside, staring at the door as if trying to poke a hole in it with his gaze to see the handsome young master Su inside.

How did he find him? He was clearly... hiding behind Young Master Su the whole time, moving with his footsteps.

Li Xin's eyes were dark and his scarlet lips kept curving upwards.

.

The next day, Su Jinmu's blindness still hadn't recovered.

Last time I only slept for one night and recovered completely the next morning, but this time it's more serious.

However, this is actually a good thing for Su Jinmu at this moment.

He was still blind, so Jiang Jing and Qiao Tingrui ran up to check on him.

Jiang Jing got extremely close, almost head-to-head with Su Jinmu, and looked at her closely.

"Brother Mu, your eyes..."

"What?" Su Jinmu asked casually. He was wearing a loose, large eye mask that covered almost half of his face, leaving only a section of his fair and delicate chin visible.

Jiang Jing moved closer and closer, staring intently. Li Xin lowered his eyes, pulled him away, and said calmly, "What, are you nearsighted?"

Jiang Jing: "..."

Qiao Tingrui, who was standing to the side, suddenly grinned and laughed, his eyes shining.

Jiang Jing touched his ear and chuckled foolishly, "I'm not nearsighted, but just looking at the lower half of your face, you suddenly seem kind of familiar."

Su Jinmu smiled and casually said, "Are all good-looking people similar?"

"Haha, that's not true at all. Brother Mu is handsome in a different way."

Jiang Jing touched his ear, as if remembering something.

"Brother Mu, I know someone whose eyes are also prone to discomfort. She has a really useful eye massager. Wait here, I'll go borrow it now."

"Need not."

Su Jinmu shook her head, "It won't be long before it's all better."

"I'll use it, I'll use it." Jiang Jing didn't listen at all, grabbed Qiao Tingrui, and ran out. "I'll be quick, Brother Mu, wait for me!"

Su Jinmu: "..."

Not long after they left, Su Zeya and his parents also came to visit.

Su Zeya felt somewhat guilty. If he hadn't brought Xiao Mu to the sandy ground, she wouldn't have temporarily lost her sight.

"Are you feeling any better?" Su Zeya squatted down, examined her closely, and pursed his lips. "It's all my brother's fault."

Li Xin raised an eyebrow slightly, his cold gaze falling on Su Zeya, wanting to hear the details.

But with Su's parents behind him, Su Zeya didn't say much. He just looked around the room and asked, "Xiao Mu can't see. Is life still convenient for you? Why don't you come up and stay with me?"

Li Xin lowered his gaze, a hint of coldness in it, and was about to speak.

"Need not."

Su Jinmu spoke up before him, saying calmly, "Li Xin will help me, so there's no need for you to worry, brother."

Su's parents muttered from behind, "That's strange. We don't know when he got snow blindness. We have no recollection of it at all."

Su Jinmu: "..." He previously said at the hospital that he had contracted it by chance when he was a child.

Su's mother carried a thermos and placed it on the table. "Xiao Mu, this is soup that I asked the kitchen to make. It's good for your eyes. Drink it while it's hot so you can recover sooner."

Su Jinmu nodded, "Okay, thank you, Mother."

People came and went in waves in the room.

Su Jinmu couldn't see, but could hear him responding to his parents. Li Xin noticed that he was getting impatient and secretly took out his phone to send a message.

Not long after, Su Jinmu was put into the car on the other side of the road.

Su Zeya had just seen the red marks on Su Jinmu's wrist the day before, and he didn't want to go there again, but Su's parents held him down from both sides.

"What nonsense are you spouting, child?"

"That's right, they're sensible."

Su Zeya frowned, "Dad, Mom, you..."

Su Jinmu didn't explain anything, got into the car without resistance, and sent Jiang Jing a voice message to let him know so that he wouldn't make the trip for nothing.

The P area has a cold and hard interior design. To prevent fire, many materials are metal slabs or ceramics, which look magnificent, but also reflect light intensely.

Li Xin thought for a moment and then led his men to a mountain villa in the suburbs.

The mountains are beautiful, the water is clear, and the streams flow gently.

The sunlight was divided into small patches by the dense canopy of trees, making it much gentler and softer, and not glaring.

Although Su Jinmu couldn't see, she could feel the cool and moist air, which gradually made the hot summer feel more comfortable.

The villa was in a remote location, and the last stretch of road was inaccessible by car. Li Xin wanted to carry her in, but Su Jinmu wouldn't allow it, only letting him support her as they slowly walked inside.

Walking was quite difficult for him due to his loss of sight; he stumbled along, one step at a time. When they arrived at their destination, Li Xin knelt down in front of Su Jinmu and pressed his fingertips against the young master's calf.

He asked in a low voice, "Are you tired?"

Su Jinmu smiled, her eyes crinkling beneath the eye patch, and she didn't lie, "Just a little bit."

The main problem is that with my eyes closed, I don't quite know how to walk in a straight line.

Following the sensation on his calf, he reached out and touched the boy's wrist, gently tracing his fingertips along it as if testing the waters.

"Is your hand feeling better?"

Li Xin looked down and saw the young master's fingertips pressing on the back of his hand, gently touching it to avoid touching the wound. His heart suddenly pounded and then contracted.

...Was it because I was worried about his hands that I didn't let him carry me up the mountain?

Li Xin's lips curved slightly, his eyes darkening. He grasped the other's wrist and placed it on the wound, his voice low and slow, "It's just a small cut, it's already closed."

The young master seems to care quite a bit about this P.

Su Jinmu nodded.

It's fine to close it up, but it must be completely healed before his eyes recover.

He raised his lips and casually kicked the other person's knee, saying, "Give me a leg massage with your other hand."

Li Xin nodded and obediently knelt on one knee, holding Su Xiaoshao's slender ankle with one hand and kneading his calf with the other.

Just as I was about to exert force, a sudden inspiration struck me.

...Young Master Su, isn't your tone a bit too practiced when you're giving him orders?