Chapter 108: One Hundred and Eight Billion "Being young is good, and there are many things to do."...

In the huge living room, the luxurious chandelier casts bright and dazzling light. On the massage bed, a woman lies with her hands clenched, her upper body skin delicate and fair.

Behind her, a man with a childish face, only half wrapped in a bathrobe, bent slightly, with his hands on her back, skillfully moving his well-defined abdominal muscles.

Xu Zhanyan's palms were burning hot. Perhaps because there was no clothing blocking them, although it was only a light touch across the skin, Xin Jingli's back felt as if it was being repeatedly caressed by two balls of fire.

Due to years of doing housework and part-time jobs, Xu Zhanyan's palms had thin calluses, which now became natural massage aids, scraping on the skin. Every time they passed, Xin Jingli's body trembled.

It was a wonderful experience. The strength and technique of the massage made her body completely relaxed, but the overly ambiguous physical contact made her heart fill with blood and her limbs were boiling with blood.

Xin Jingli was lying down and couldn't see Xu Zhanyan's face. Although she knew that he actually had other intentions, she still couldn't expose him.

What's even more outrageous is that Xu Zhanyan was really just massaging her. After taking off the obstructing clothes for her, he behaved well and remained silent, with only his hands busy.

Her chest pressed against hers, and every time his fingertips were on the edge of going beyond the limit, she gasped, and then he pulled back.

This went on endlessly until Xin Jingli's nails dug into her palms. She took a long, deep breath, and then she heard his low laugh in her ears.

"Sister, the back is ready. Do you want to choose the front or press your hands first?" Xu Zhanyan's voice was sticky and full of meaning.

Xin Jingli actually thought that among so many people, even if they have not experienced it, there are always some people whose masculine instincts will bring a very exciting experience.

But she never imagined that such a situation would happen to Xu Zhanyan.

"Hand." Xin Jingli swallowed and replied.

After all, if she is asked to turn over, should she wear this dress or not?

Before she could stop thinking, her hand, which was originally clenched into a fist above her head, was gently embraced by a pair of broad hands.

Then, she felt a pressure on her back and strong chest muscles pressed tightly against her.

"Okay, then relax, sister." Xu Zhanyan put his lips to her ear, and his hot breath blew into her ear, making her feel numb and tingling.

Xin Jingli raised her head slightly and looked at the hands held together in front of her.

Xu Zhanyan slowly pried open her fingers, fiddled with her joints one by one, and circled her palms with his fingertips.

His hands were very nice, just like him, with distinct joints and long fingers. Now with the massage oil on them and the light reflecting off them, there was something amiss no matter how you looked at them.

The five fingers are connected to the heart, and Xu Zhanyan's movements are very light, but very lingering and annoying.

And it was happening right under her nose, causing Xin Jingli's breathing to become rapid. The faster her breathing became, the closer Xu Zhanyan got to her, deliberately breathing next to her ear.

In a moment, Xin Jingli heard a sentence that completely broke her defenses.

"Sister, my bathrobe fell off."

Damn it, where did Xu Zhanyan learn all this nonsense!

She thought this was the bottom line, but Xin Jingli never expected that the next second, she would see the white bathrobe thrown in front of her.

What resulted was closer contact and Xu Zhanyan's more unclear words.

"It's too troublesome. Let's just give up. Sister, don't look back yet."

After saying this, he chuckled softly.

It felt like ten thousand ants were crawling all over his body, and Xin Jingli clenched his teeth.

"Xu Zhanyan." Xin Jingli's chest heaved violently.

She was a little out of breath because she had been lying there for too long.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell, sister?" Xu Zhanyan massaged her palms as usual, as if he knew nothing.

Xin Jingli suddenly withdrew his hand and held him tightly.

"Where did you study this?" Xin Jingli asked directly without hesitation.

How could Xu Zhanyan, an 18-year-old boy who had never even been in a relationship, be so skilled in this kind of provocation?

Originally, she wanted to use questioning to ease the current situation and take the initiative back into her hands.

Unexpectedly, Xu Zhanyan didn't seem to buy it at this moment.

He didn't answer, but asked: "Do you like it, sister?"

He leaned close to her ear and his humming voice filled her mind like a message of temptation.

The breathing of young boys is indeed very pleasant to listen to.

Xin Jingli turned her head, and now she saw his face.

Clear, thin and good-looking.

On his fair and handsome face, the tip of his nose is light pink, his cheeks are light pink, and his earlobes are red to the point of purple.

Just hold on.

No wonder.

Xin Jingli curled the corners of his mouth.

Perhaps because she saw his embarrassment, Xu Zhanyan's charming pupils trembled, and finally fell on her smiling lips.

His hand, which had been moving gently, suddenly grabbed the back of her hand and kissed her.

Xin Jingli's pupils dilated.

She wanted to break free, but she heard Xu Zhanyan's uncontrollable words: "I'm wearing two."

Safe.

No wonder, he was ready from the first second she walked in.

Just to give her the most extreme experience.

For example, now, without any hindrance, the love reaches its deepest point.

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After washing up, Xin Jingli came out wearing a bathrobe. Xu Zhanyan had also finished washing. Now he put on the bathrobe obediently and no longer exposed his chest and back.

He sat there quietly, his knees together, the blush on his cheeks not fading, his eyes just staring at her approaching footsteps.

She just walked a little louder, but he seemed to be frightened, blinking violently and moving away, not daring to look her in the eye.

The unstoppable momentum just now disappeared, and he returned to his youthful appearance.

Xin Jingli found it interesting, so he took a bottle of red wine and two glasses from the wine cabinet, tiptoed over to sit next to Xu Zhanyan.

As soon as he touched the sofa, Xin Jingli could feel Xu Zhanyan's straight back through the air.

She smiled, poured the wine, and handed it to him.

"What? Are you suddenly shy?"

He was the one who got angry first, so why does he feel like she is bullying him now?

After all, Xu Zhanyan was too young and looked gentle and polite, so she had no intention of doing those things with him.

But just now it seemed that Xu Zhanyan was indeed not at a disadvantage. He was unfamiliar but he would not admit defeat. He was a young and inexperienced person who did not care about his life.

Xu Zhanyan took the wine glass, took a sip, and still didn't dare to look at her.

As if he had made a great decision, he stammered for a long time before asking, "So, sister... do you like it?"

After he finished speaking, his ears turned even redder.

Xin Jingli couldn't help laughing when seeing this.

She leaned her elbows on the sofa, supporting her head. She wanted to tease him, so she raised her voice and asked, "Not bad. It seems you have a lot of experience. Are those two reports fake?"

"No!" Xu Zhanyan quickly raised his head, looking at her with clear eyes, frowning and saying, "This is really my first time!"

"So what happened just now?"

“I studied for a long time…”

It was obvious that Xin Jingli was trying to trick him. Halfway through his words, Xu Zhanyan trailed off, belated shyness taking over his mind. He lowered his head and twirled the wine glass unskillfully.

"I... I learned it secretly..." Xu Zhanyan's voice was as soft as a mosquito.

Seeing the boy who used to be called the school hunk and was admired by millions of people on the Internet being so shy and trying hard in front of her, Xin Jingli gritted her teeth and tried not to laugh out loud.

She looked at the boy in front of her who wished he could find a place to hide, and she wanted to tease him even more.

People really like to bully honest people...

Xin Jingli cleared his throat and pretended to be angry. "I don't believe it. You must have learned it from others in actual combat. Otherwise, how could you be so good at it?"

"I really didn't!" Xu Zhanyan was at a loss for words. "I just searched online myself. It was all text, and it was all approved! I even spent money to learn massage!"

He said as he opened his phone and handed it over.

Xin Jingli was dumbfounded when he saw it.

There were many notes and various obscure words. Some of the words were too obscure for Xu Zhanyan to understand. There was also a record of him asking "What does xx mean" in the search history.

Young and simple.

Xin Jingli pursed her lips and raised her eyelids. Xu Zhanyan sat obediently beside her, looking straight ahead, not daring to look at her. She was so red that she seemed to have floated away.

"Look... look... I didn't lie to you, this is really my first time..." Xu Zhanyan's voice sounded a little aggrieved.

Knowing when to quit, Xin Jingli turned off his phone, handed it to him, and clinked glasses with him.

"Well, it seems that you have good talent."

Xu Zhanyan raised her shoulders, unable to suppress a smile on her lips. She turned her head, her eyes half-closed, "So, sister was very happy just now?"

"Of course." Xin Jingli nodded.

"That's good! If you like it, I can do it every day..." At this point, Xu Zhanyan suddenly braked, paused for a moment and turned, "If you want a massage later, I can come anytime!"

Noticing Xin Jingli's inquiring gaze, Xu Zhanyan pursed her lips and explained with a smile, "After all, my sister works very hard. She should be able to sleep more comfortably after getting a massage at night before going to bed."

Xin Jingli chuckled, "Okay."

But she could see what Xu Zhanyan was thinking.

Why did Xu Zhanyan learn all these, why did Xu Zhanyan subscribe to Song Fanghua, why was he willing to break through his original style and take a route that was not in line with his style.

However, Xin Jingli was the same as before, and she didn't intend to care.

There is progress only when there is competition. As long as they don't do anything to let her down and as long as they don't kill each other, she will let them tear each other apart.

"Okay, I'm tired, let me take a rest?" She looked towards the bedroom.

Master bedroom.

Xu Zhanyan looked over, her eyes darkened a bit, and she nodded, "Okay, sister, go and rest."

Xin Jingli put down his wine glass and stood up. Halfway through his walk, he turned around and said to Xu Zhanyan, "Remember to be quiet when you go back to the room. I'm a light sleeper. If you lift the quilt, I'll be woken up."

Xu Zhanyan had been slouching, looking unhappy, but after he finished speaking, he straightened his back visibly.

"Okay!" Even without turning around, this single word couldn't hide his joy. "I'll go back to bed right away!"

Xin Jingli didn't intend to care anymore, turned around and went back to the bedroom without closing the door.

On the sofa, after the annoying sound of footsteps disappeared, the handsome boy showed an overjoyed expression.

He clenched his fists, breathed rapidly, and tried his best to control the volume of his breathing, trying to calm himself down.

Because Xin Jingli's words just now clearly hinted to him that he could sleep next to her tonight.

He should be the first man to sleep next to her pillow, right? When will he be the last one?

Buzz-

The phone on the table rang, and Xu Zhanyan's originally innocent look was instantly suppressed, with a calculating tone.

He picked it up, opened it, and smiled sinisterly.

Message from Qin Qing: [Are you at Song Fanghua? Did you call Jing Li over?]

Xu Zhanyan: [Yes.]

Qin Qing: [Did you do this on purpose?]

Xu Zhanyan: [Yes.]

Last time, from the mobile phone chat history, Xu Zhanyan more or less guessed what was going on between Xi Jiyu and Xin Jingli.

Those who have family backgrounds always have easy access to Xin Jingli. They unscrupulously discuss how to get rid of others, and secretly calculate how to improve their favorability with Xin Jingli.

Those who have no background should be completely excluded and not treated as enemies.

It's obvious that they don't think they can make it to the end.

That night, Xu Zhanyan's jealousy exploded in his chest.

For the first time, he felt the pain in his chest, so much so that sweat broke out on his forehead. It turned out that when one is jealous of someone, one really wants him to die immediately.

He saw their plan and knew that Xin Jingli might want to choose someone as her boyfriend during this period, so when evaluating them, they also tried every means to improve their service awareness.

So, he began to plan all this.

Judging from Xin Jingli’s feedback just now, his efforts during this period were worth it. At least now, he has the right to lie next to her.

Compared to that night, Xi Jiyu was more like a tool, thrown away after use, and Xi Yahe was more like a clown, not even used by his sister.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhanyan let out a breath and smiled triumphantly.

Another point is why he chose Song Fanghua.

Because he would be disturbed by others in other places, but here, it was Xin Jingli who brought him here, and now he brought Xin Jingli here, and there are other people to witness it, even if it is a scandal or rumor, he feels happy.

At the same time, this is a hotel under Qin Qing's name, and Qin Qing must have known it first. Qin Qing is Xin Jingli's driver. Even if Xin Jingli drove here by herself tonight, Qin Qing would still wait next to her car.

And Jin Jingfang, his personal bodyguard, is near the hotel at this moment, protecting them as they sleep in the same bed as he is protecting his love.

Cool.

Xu Zhanyan sent a message in the group of eight people, turned off his phone, stood up, picked up the few remaining items in the box on the table, and went to the bedroom.

On the other side, when the eight people in the group received Xu Zhanyan's message, the other seven people quickly set up a new group. As soon as it was formed, cursing sounds came one after another.

Qin Qing: [Damn! He's really in my hotel now!]

Jin Jingfang: [Asshole, Xu Zhanyan wasn't lying. This guy did learn massage a while ago.]

Siah: [Where's my sister? Is she really not home yet?]

Jingyun: [Very bad news. Jingli always asked me to prepare a midnight snack in the past, but tonight, there is no news at all.]

Tan Jingfan: [So, she really lives there? ]

Xi Jiyu: [I'm still negotiating the contract. How come none of you can focus on Xu Zhanyan? Are you such a loser?]

Jin Jingfang: [Boss Xi is not useless. Wouldn't it be better to take care of the company earlier and step on Xu Zhanyan?]

Jingyun: [Still negotiating the contract so late? It's such a crappy collaboration that hasn't been finalized for so long. Is Mr. Xi really that impressive?]

At this moment, although Xi Jiyu was jealous of Xu Zhanyan, he was the first to come into contact with Xin Jingli. According to seniority, Xu Zhanyan had to call him brother.

Xi Jiyu didn't know why he subconsciously accepted this idea.

He really felt an inexplicable sense of superiority towards these people in the group.

He didn't tell them that this sense of superiority was given to him by Xin Jingli, and the words he typed were merciless: [You are indeed useless.]

Qin Qing: [Don't be so ungrateful, @Xi Jiyu]

Qin Qing saw through Xi Jiyu's thoughts and hinted at him: "Jingli is now living in Songfanghua. Logically, you are definitely not as good as Xu Zhanyan."

Too embarrassed to mention it in the group, Qin Qing sent Xi Jiyu a private message: [This shows that you are not as good as Xu Zhanyan. Why did Jing Li leave after playing that night, while now, she chose to stay with Xu Zhanyan all night.]

As if a sore spot had been struck, Xi Jiyu's eyes were like a mad wolf, bloodshot at the negotiation table.

With a bang, the phone was thrown onto the table, making a hole.

The partners were so shocked that they dared not breathe loudly.

No one had ever seen the usually well-behaved Xi Jiyu get so angry, and no one dared to say a word.

A few people were silent for a while, and then asked timidly: "Boss Xi, is there something wrong?"

What's wrong?

What's inappropriate about it?

She was clearly very happy that night! Her smile, her sweat, her body temperature, everything showed that she was happy.

How could a mere Xu Zhanyan be more powerful than him?

Xi Jiyu's posterior teeth showed, and he stared at his partner, veins popping out on his forehead. "Sign, and get out!"

On the other side, in the dressing room, Ling Yao, who had been looking at the chat history on his phone, raised his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror.

Now the Jiyue Band has finally made it. As they had agreed before, as long as he succeeds, she will take the initiative to invite him and have dinner with him.

Unexpectedly, so many things happened during the time he disappeared.

Aren’t you feeling jealous deep down?

Impossible. He hated those people and every man who appeared around Xin Jingli.

His possessiveness is greater than anyone else. He even hates and is jealous of the male passers-by who have talked to her.

Not to mention Xu Zhanyan, who is now openly possessing them and hinting at them to withdraw.

They used to be good brothers, but since Xin Jingli appeared, Xu Zhanyan has become a stumbling block in Ling Yao's heart.

However, his love for Xin Jingli outweighs his hatred for those men.

Even though he was very jealous now, knowing that the man beside her was Xu Zhanyan, he still sent her an invitation text: [We will release a new song in a few days and have a performance. Are you free to come and see it? ]

Without waiting for her reply, many images appeared in Ling Yao's mind, and Xu Zhanyan appeared in every image.

He began to wonder what they were doing, and the more he thought about it, the more jealous he felt.

He was sitting in a chair, but two minutes later he stood up and paced back and forth in the dressing room.

A few minutes later, he stood in front of the mirror, looking at his cheeks in the mirror, unable to figure out where he lost to Xu Zhanyan.

Her thoughts were in a mess. The light in the makeup mirror flickered, like the last straw that broke the camel's back. With a bang, Ling Yao punched the mirror.

The glass was shattered all over the floor, and in the reflection of the broken glass, two tear marks hung on the handsome face of the man.

In the end, he still used his bloody hands to sincerely send her a message: [Go to bed early, good night.]

Then open the search software and enter: [How to improve...]

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