Chapter 16 Chapter 16 He is kissing the future heroine of the Li family...
Xing Kui suspected she was hallucinating. Did the car accident hurt her ears? She pressed her ears.
Jiang Yuming's residence seemed very spacious to her. It was all black and white, with only rose red as an embellishment. Jiang Yuming stood outside the entrance, with the living room behind him and the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him. The midday sun was like gold, and he was also like a gilded rose.
Those beautiful eyes, which could still be seen even with a mask on, were now staring at her with a playful and seductive smile.
What did he say? Give it a try? Try what? Is this something we can try? Huh? Is she coming?
Xing Kui's cheeks flushed, and she was speechless. She opened and closed her mouth for a long time before she stammered, "You, you're too polite."
Jiang Yuming moved his lips slightly, staring at her in the bright sun, and slowly let out a smile: "You don't have the guts?"
Mom! He looks like a tempting sinner!
"You're brave!" Xing Kui responded loudly, her ears aching from the second she said it. With her head lowered, she strode towards Jiang Yuming, mumbling, "How do we try?"
No matter how you think about it, what Jiang Yuming said makes sense. Whether he is impotent or not, you can't just believe what he says. Otherwise, she would have believed it when Li Chengchuan said that Jiang Yuming was impotent, so why would she ask again?
You have to try it and verify it in practice to determine the answer.
Xing Kui was as shy as a ripe peach, with her head lowered, not knowing where to look. Although she mustered up the courage to deal with the pressure to get married, this matter was still very difficult for her.
She was more than twenty centimeters shorter than Jiang Yuming. When she stood in front of him, the top of her head only reached his delicate chin. The brim of her hat covered her face so that Jiang Yuming could not see her expression, but her exposed ears were red and her lips were shyly pursed.
"No experience?"
In a state of high tension, any sound from Jiang Yuming was like a curse to Xing Kui, transforming into a myriad of threads that penetrated her ears. What experience? Oh, experience: "Is it not possible without it?"
Of course not, it’s just that it’s impossible... She is getting married to Li Chengchuan, and Li Chengchuan is not a vegetarian monk... Maybe she forgot.
"Yes, yes." Xing Kui said in one breath, "I read a lot of literature when I was in school, and I have a lot of theoretical knowledge."
Jiang Yuming chuckled: "Why is it not considered rich?"
"Because the website doesn't allow depictions below the neck."
Jiang Yuming laughed slightly, so loudly that Xing Kui kicked him: "Stop laughing, how are you going to try it?"
She really had no experience. Counting back on the past twenty years of her life, she found that she only had a youthful period in high school, but she was reported to the class teacher before she even opened her mouth.
It's really scary to think about it now. Many girls in the world only had vague crushes when they were students, but as soon as they left their student status, they were forced to marry "honest men" whose background they had no idea about and who only existed in the eyes of matchmakers.
Xing Kui absolutely doesn't want to live that kind of life! She must find a suitable contract marriage partner for herself!
"I don't know. I have no experience." Jiang Yuming, who was kicked by her, shrugged her shoulders. "It's not me who wants to know if I can lift it. Xing Kui, you have to take the initiative."
"Okay!" Xing Kui fought to escape the pressure of marriage. She had previously seen Jiang Yuming's medical report, which showed that he was in excellent health, which was reassuring. "How about trying kissing first? See if you can react."
Jiang Yuming looked down at her and agreed silently.
Xing Kui stood on tiptoe with her lips tightly closed. Kissing is just mouth to mouth, and then two long fleshes entangled. It's simple, she can do it! Close your eyes and go!
Jiang Yuming raised his foot.
Huh? Why didn't I kiss her? Is she that short? Reach up a little further.
Jiang Yuming raised his foot again.
Why haven't I kissed her yet? Is she really that short? Reach closer.
Jiang Yuming raised his foot again and again.
Xing Kui, feeling like she had kissed the air, opened her eyes in confusion and understood the situation: "You——"
"Well, just keep your eyes open and look carefully at who is kissing you." Jiang Yuming landed, his warm hands passing through her waist and covering her soft petals.
Hot and soft, like a cloud that retains its original shape after being heated. Her waist was bound and she pressed closer to him, her slightly open lips swallowing his breath.
Jiang Yuming's most beautiful face was very close to him, her skin was fair and clean. He didn't let her close her eyes, but he closed his own eyes, with long black eyelashes.
The long flesh in her mouth was soft and tough. She started by probing it shallowly out of inexperience, then stirred up the temperature. The heat was transferred in a wet and lingering kiss. Her brain was buzzing and losing its ability to function.
No ventilation.
Xing Kui whimpered, but bravely refused to retreat in order to achieve her goal. She hugged Jiang Yuming and stole a breath from his mouth ignorantly and recklessly.
Jiang Yuming paused, raised the corner of his lips, and lowered his slender, hot hand to the back of her neck, gently pinching the soft flesh there: "Don't be anxious, um, yes, that's it, don't be anxious, good girl."
Xing Kui's leg was already injured, making it even more difficult for her to stand. Jiang Yuming knew her condition, so he picked her up by the waist and carried her to the sofa, allowing her to sit on his lap.
Glancing below the belt, Xing Kui continued to stick close to Jiang Yuming, her hands resting on his red sweater on his chest.
It was to find the answer, but also because he kind of liked kissing Jiang Yuming. Kissing him was like eating rose-flavored gummy candy, soft and fragrant, novel, and he couldn't stop taking one bite after another.
Her brain, which was unable to function, was continuously burning. Xing Kui absorbed Jiang Yuming's breath rashly, causing him to breathe disorderly as well. Her thumb covered her cheek and rubbed it.
“Kneel down!”
"You, you, when can you be as good as Li Chengchuan!"
"Remember... you must be friendly and respectful to Li Chengchuan. Always be as close to him as a brother."
"Ask Aunt Chen to come in and clean up. The floor is all dirty."
…
If he and Li Chengchuan fell out, would his father be so angry that he would have a heart attack? I'm really curious...
He was kissing the future mistress of the Li family, who was sitting on his lap.
"Wait, wait a minute." Xing Kui pressed her hand against Jiang Yuming's chest and pulled away, panting. Her cheeks flushed pink and her eyes were wet. "Can this be verified?"
Below the belt remains intact.
Jiang Yuming rested his forehead against hers and stroked her face. "You mean, you're using me as a test for a 'beast that can go into heat with just a kiss'?"
It’s more than just a kiss, okay! Xing Kui said aggrievedly: "I tried very hard."
Jiang Yuming smiled, pecked her a few more times, and pressed her in his arms. His scarred back was burning on the sofa, but the cute, funny and brave Xing Kui was miraculously able to overcome the pain.
He should have reacted long ago, but he forced himself to hold it back: "You haven't told me yet why you care whether I can get an erection or not."
She kept adding him on WeChat and smiled at him far more often than she did at Li Chengchuan. All the clues pointed to two words: affection.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not attracted to you." Xing Kui explained, holding her head. "No, I am attracted to you, but not that kind of attraction. My family has been urging me to get married, so I want to find someone to fake a marriage with."
Jiang Yuming, who was holding her, was stunned.
"Am I being too blunt? Sorry, I'll think about my words." Xing Kui couldn't hold it back. "Don't be silent. It's awkward for me to talk alone. This is just a fake marriage. You don't have to fulfill your marital obligations. It would be great if you could get rid of your impotence. I can rest assured..."
Jiang Yuming listened to her words, each one logical at first, but then her brain couldn't keep up and she became more and more confused. After a while, he raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm very disappointed. I thought you liked me."
"I like you too. You are very suitable for a contract marriage partner. It would be even more perfect if you were not impotent." Xing Kui said, but it was obvious that the word "like" she meant was not the same as what Jiang Yuming meant.
Before she could finish her words, Jiang Yuming captured her lips, and the remaining words were ground into whispers between her lips and tongue.
What? He seems angry. Is he willing or not? The question of whether to lift it or not is not resolved. No more kissing! No more kissing!
Her body honestly couldn't resist, and Xing Kui bit him angrily. Then she was dizzy from the kiss and vaguely felt something. Jiang Yuming's bright red lips covered her ear, and in the hot air, he sent a hot word into her ear.
Xing Kui was shocked: "You! You——" Her ears and neck turned completely red in an instant. She wished she had magic so that she could wave her hand to dig a hole and bury herself in it.
Jiang Yuming said——
"Then I'm going to disappoint you too."
"I can lift it."
“It can be lifted very high.”
Ahhhhh! What she had just felt was self-evident. Xing Kui wanted to escape, but Jiang Yuming's hands held her. She simply covered her face and said, "Don't say anything. The doctor told me to stay calm. Let me be quiet."
Jiang Yuming laughed and teased: "Well, okay, don't move, I need some quiet time too."
A few seconds later, Xing Kui heard Jiang Yuming's voice again, "I'm single, Xing Kui, and have been single for 29 years. I'm in good health and have regular physical examinations. Even if I can get an erection, I won't mess around."
Xing Kui looked at him: "Are you promising me?"
Jiang Yuming said, "What I mean is that people who can lift an erection aren't necessarily bad, and people who can't are not necessarily trustworthy. Last month, the hospital admitted a victim whose husband, impotent, smashed her genitals with a wine bottle. If you're looking for a fake marriage partner, you can't tell whether they're good or bad just by looking at whether they can lift an erection."
Xing Kui listened: "Then will you promise me?"
The heat came over him, and Jiang Yuming held half of her face with one hand and rubbed it. His narrow and charming eyes were filled with emotions that she couldn't understand. Xing Kui didn't understand, so she moved closer and pecked his lips, looking at him expectantly.
"No." He suddenly opened his lips and pressed his thumb against the center of her lips. "I thought you liked me, but it turns out you just wanted to use me. I'm very sad, Xing Kui, you're so mean."
"..." What?! I kissed you for nothing! "Let go, I want to go home."
"That's too much, Xing Kui." Jiang Yuming held her tightly, his eyes curved like a jerk, but he spoke like a young wife who had been wronged. "If you don't agree, you're going to run away. You don't take any responsibility at all, and I haven't softened yet."
Jiang Yuming thought Xing Kui liked him, but his eyes were dim. If he had no feelings, he could not pull her to his side, and could not drag her, who was simply struggling to live, into the whirlpool of the Jiang family.
But, even though she didn't like him, she still kissed him. He was even more furious with her. It was the first time he was even more furious with someone. During the whole kiss, he didn't think about the supermodel at all, he was only thinking about her.
Why is she like this?
Xing Kui quietly lowered her eyes and glanced at him, her face filled with heat. She was shy and angry, but she couldn't escape. She could only sit there motionless. How long would it take for her to calm down? "Hello... Doctor Jiang..."
"Ding-ling" - the sudden ringing of the doorbell scared Xing Kui. Jiang Yuming patted her to comfort her, and took the remote control on the sofa with his long hand, and projected the scene captured by the surveillance camera outside the door.
The man was wearing the same gray coat he had worn when he met Xing Kui earlier. His eye sockets were obvious behind his gold-rimmed glasses, and he was holding a box in his right hand.
"Zhou Jing?" Jiang Yuming was puzzled. "Why is he not at the office at this time and coming to my house?"
Xing Kui didn't understand either. She stared at Jiang Yuming from the waist down and nervously pulled at his clothes: "Don't let Lawyer Zhou in! I want to save my dignity!"
Jiang Yuming wanted to agree, but he saw Zhou Jing in the picture bending down and opening his suitcase, which contained many tools... He wanted to take down the door!
The hands restraining Xing Kui loosened, and Jiang Yuming moved her aside: "Don't worry, he won't find out."
He was almost calm when he stood up. Xing Kui exhaled, fanned his cheeks, and pretended to play with his phone. He opened the screen and Zhou Jing's message filled the page.
【？ 】
[Why did you go to Jiang Yuming's house? ]
【Why send me the location? 】
【wait for me. 】
Damn it! She provoked Zhou Jing! Xing Kui was instantly shocked. Her entire mind was on Jiang Yuming, and she had completely forgotten about this matter. She had never expected Zhou Jing to rush over because of a location.
Jiang Yuming, who was unaware of the situation, opened the door and teased his good brother: "Why, are you taking a day off from work today like me?"
Zhou Jing, holding a wrench, glanced at Jiang Yuming as he walked past him into the house. He saw Xing Kui, who was sitting comfortably on the sofa, relax her tense wrists slightly. "Are you okay?"
Jiang Yuming narrowed his eyes: "Xing Kui?"
Zhou Jing raised his glasses: "She sent me her location."
Jiang Yuming figured it out: "Oh, she wanted to remember my apartment address, and she probably clicked the wrong one when she sent it to the file transfer assistant." He walked over to Xing Kui and put his hand on her knee. "She has leg pain, so she came to see me. I'm her doctor, right?"
Xing Kui nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, yes, Doctor Jiang told me to see him if I feel any discomfort in my legs, but he is not in the hospital today, so... I'm sorry, Lawyer Zhou, it's all my fault for not noticing and sending it to the wrong person."
Zhou Jing's suspicious gaze moved back and forth between her and Jiang Yuming. He finally put down the wrench. He had no reason not to believe it.
First of all, Li Chengchuan will arrange the best doctor for Xing Kui. Since she is hospitalized in Huide, Jiang Yuming will definitely be her orthopedic surgeon.
Secondly, Zhou Jing was the person who recently sent WeChat messages to Xing Kui, so it is possible that the message was sent to him by mistake.
Thirdly, he had been driving with Xing Kui for a long time and knew that she had indeed overused her legs.
"Are you feeling better?" Zhou Jing glanced at Xing Kui's knees. Jiang Yuming's hand was on one of them, which made him frown. "Jiang Yuming, let go and put on your gloves."
They knew that Jiang Yuming was disrespectful, but no matter how disrespectful he was, he had to consider Xing Kui's identity. Xing Kui was the fiancée that their good brother Li Chengchuan cared about.
Jiang Yuming removed his hand and shrugged: "I've already checked it out. I just walked too much. I just need to take a break."
Not only that, Xing Kui added silently in her heart, it's also a little soft because you kissed me so many times.
"Take a break?" Zhou Jing repeated Jiang Yuming's words and looked at Xing Kui gently and kindly, "Don't go home today. Stay here."
Xing Kui was confused: "Huh?"
Jiang Yuming: "I agree."
Zhou Jing: "I live here too."
Jiang Yuming: "Whatever you want."
Soon the housekeeping lady was called to clean the room and prepare lunch. Until she finished washing up, Xing Kui, who was lying on the bed, was confused. She was supposed to go home?
After an afternoon of rest, her brain, which had been shut down, slowly restarted. She recalled the events: First, she learned the truth about the car accident at the traffic police brigade, which made her even more determined to find someone for a contract marriage; then, she took action and sent a message to Jiang Yuming; then, Jiang Yuming took her to his house, and she began to verify...
Jiang Yuming said that she just wanted to use him, so she didn't agree. Is that what he meant?
Since ancient times, for a collaboration to succeed, both parties must have needs. Xing Kui put her hand on her chin. Should she find out what Jiang Yuming needs? It's so embarrassing for her. She should just ask directly.
She moved out of bed. Her pajamas were the pure cotton ones Jiang Yuming had bought her that afternoon, with a light yellow diamond pattern. Her slippers were also the same cotton slippers Jiang Yuming had bought her. They were furry, with a large area of green and decorated with small sunflowers. They fit her feet perfectly. Just like Jiang Yuming himself, he seemed to her the most suitable choice at the moment.
But if it really doesn't work, she can only find someone else. Alas, there are so many men in the world, but in terms of appearance, career and character... not to mention perfect marks, those who pass all the tests are rare.
Xing Kui opened the door and saw Zhou Jing, wearing gray pajamas, turning his head in front of the door of the opposite room. He was about to open the door of his room with one hand and holding a cup of steaming water in the other hand. He was a rare sight.
"Lawyer Zhou? It's so late, why haven't you gone to bed yet?"
"You haven't rested yet? What are you going out for so late?"
Xing Kui's eyes flickered, and she was about to make up a lie, but Zhou Jing took a step towards her, blocking the moonlight from falling on her. "Does Li Chengchuan know that you like Jiang Yuming?"
Previously, when Xing Kui was talking to Zhou Jing, whom she thought was a liar, she said that she had a crush on someone. At that time, Zhou Jing thought it was Li Chengchuan, but now thinking about it, maybe not.
Does Li Chengchuan know about this?
"Why should I let Li Chengchuan know?" Xing Kui felt baffled, remembering how her fellow patients always tried to stop her from adding Jiang Yuming on WeChat. "I can't let him know, or he'll stop me! Lawyer Zhou, can you help me keep this secret for a while longer?"
Zhou Jing: "What?" He was a little shocked.
Xing Kui clasped her hands together and said, "Please, please."
Zhou Jing ran his hand through her hair. He only knew that Xing Kui didn't remember what happened in the car accident, but he didn't know that Xing Kui had even forgotten Li Chengchuan. To him, her request was simply unbelievable and even crazy.
"Please help me, kind-hearted Lawyer Zhou." She hadn't even started her work yet, and it couldn't be ruined midway. If she couldn't finish it, she would have to find someone else. "Maybe you'll be the next one, Lawyer Zhou."
The hot water in the glass began to sway. Xing Kui, do you want to listen to what you are saying?
Xing Kui looked at Zhou Jing pleadingly, her eyes clear and innocent, unaware that she and Zhou Jing were not on the same page. She was also a brain-damaged patient, and occasionally lost control of her words, leading to startling remarks.
Zhou Jing was really shocked, his hands were shaking, he didn't understand how Xing Kui could ask him to betray his brotherhood with Li Chengchuan with such an innocent look, hide her intention to cheat on Jiang Yuming, and even want to cheat on him.
Maybe it can't be considered cheating, she and Li Chengchuan should have broken up, but that also requires him to put brotherhood under his feet!
"Isn't it possible? Lawyer Zhou." Xing Kui was a little anxious and leaned forward. Lawyer Zhou could help her keep the truth of the car accident a secret because he was her lawyer. There was no reason for him to hide this matter for her. She had just said the wrong thing in a hurry.
Zhou Jing looked at her with an "unbelievable" look, what should she do?
The door of Jiang Yuming's room on the right creaked. Xing Kui's eyes lit up. Jiang Yuming wanted to ask for help and was about to go out, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Zhou Jing. He pulled her back to her room, closed the door, and raised his slender index finger to make a silence gesture.
She didn't want to be silent, she wanted to ask Jiang Yuming for help! Zhou Jing covered her mouth... What are you doing!
"Hmm, hmm!" Her lips were soft and struggling in the palm of her hand, as if simulating a kiss. Zhou Jing's eyes changed slightly.
Xing Kui didn't pay attention and was determined to escape. She pushed Zhou Jing with her hand. He wanted to grab the water cup with his other hand and couldn't control her. Jiang Yuming's footsteps were heard outside the door, and Zhou Jing simply pressed Xing Kui with his arm.
He did it with ease. Although he looked thin, he actually possessed a strength that Xing Kui could not resist. She wanted to move her legs, but they were held down by the absolute force.
Xing Kui stopped moving. She couldn't move, and she didn't dare to move. Their bodies were almost pressed together, and they were both wearing only pajamas. She could feel Zhou Jing's solid muscles behind his gray cotton pajamas, and also... two points?
The footsteps outside the door gradually faded away. Zhou Jingfang relaxed his mind, but his heart was beating fast behind his chest. He felt something and the hairs on his back stood up.
I usually don't wear underwear when sleeping.
Xing Kui stared at Zhou Jing with complete innocence. He stepped back suddenly, and the steaming hot water in the cup spilled out, scalding his bony fingers.
"Are you okay, Lawyer Zhou?"
Zhou Jing raised his hand to stop Xing Kui from moving forward. The night light in the room was on, and his palm lines were faintly visible in the dim light. The wisdom line that ran diagonally across his palm was long and deep.
He put his hand away, turned his face away, and then turned back again, staring at her with complicated eyes.
What are you doing! It's not like she's the one sticking to him, it's him who's sticking to her! She still thinks he's weird!
"Do you have thirsty skin?"
What?
Xing Kui didn't understand: "What is thirsty skin syndrome?"
"You desire close contact with others, such as caressing, hugging, kissing, and even more. Do you have such symptoms?" Otherwise, in Zhou Jing's opinion, there is no reason to explain why Xing Kui would go to find Jiang Yuming in the middle of the night, and even boasted that he would be the next one, ignoring their identity as Li Chengchuan's brothers.
All I can say is that Zhou Jing had a deep misunderstanding.
Xing Kui realized he had misunderstood and was about to explain when he frowned in the dim light of the night lamp and suddenly said, "Come find me."
"?"
"Don't go looking for Jiang Yuming. He looks decent, but he's actually a bad person. If you get close to him, he'll appear cooperative, but he's actually hypocritical and full of evil intentions, plotting to humiliate you someday."
"?"
Jiang Yuming, I want to report it, your brother said bad things about you!
Xing Kui recalled Jiang Yuming during the day. No, she didn't see that he was pretending to cooperate. Doctor Jiang kissed her very passionately. If Zhou Jing hadn't come to visit suddenly, he might have continued to kiss her.
"So, come to me. Dermatophagia is a disease, and I will help you cure it." If this was the reason why she and Li Chengchuan didn't get married, then going to Jiang Yuming would be hopeless. There would be no chance of turning things around between her and Li Chengchuan, and their friendship would even be affected.
Zhou Jing calculated the method with the least loss in a short period of time. He was the most rational among the loving brothers and he had the most self-control among the brothers.
Xing Kui, who was confused, only understood one thing: he was recommending himself.
Xing Kui widened her eyes and looked Zhou Jing up and down. He was very good-looking and professional, and his personality was also good after initial contact. He was gentle, spoke little, and was rigorous but moderate. The most important thing was that what he just said meant that he would take the initiative to cooperate with her to solve the problem.
If dermatitis is okay, then is fake marriage okay?
"Knock, knock!" Xing Kui leaned against the door. The sudden knock seemed to knock her on the back of the head twice, knocking the words that were about to burst out of her throat back into her stomach.
"Zhou Jing, what are you doing in my patient's room so late at night? You spilled water outside the door."
It was Jiang Yuming. Fortunately, he interrupted, and Xing Kui was able to calm down. Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Zhou Jing has only met her a few times. If he asks her the same question as he asked Jiang Yuming and fails, then there will be no hope.
She glanced at the cup in Zhou Jing's hand, probably because he spilled some of it when he pulled her in. She looked at Zhou Jing, got his nod, and opened the door.
By the door, Jiang Yuming leaned against the wall bonelessly, with a long figure and long legs. His red pajamas looked like liquid rubies on his body. His seductive eyes first glanced at her, then looked at Zhou Jing behind her with a playful look.
"It's work." Zhou Jing walked past her and looked at her with his head tilted. "It needs to be kept secret."
"Really?" Jiang Yuming also looked at Xing Kui, "What do you think?"
Two lines of sight, one is as calm as water, like a clear lake and also like an abyss, making people unable to help but follow; the other is passionate and sticky, like flower juice and also like poison, making people unable to help but drown - don't make things difficult for me!
Xing Kui nodded solemnly: "It's quite late, let's get some rest."
Zhou Jing's room was just opposite her. He turned and went into the room. Xing Kui turned around and was about to close the door, but one hand pressed the door. Jiang Yuming raised his index finger and touched it to his lips, making a hushing gesture.
Then, he walked towards his door normally, opened it, and closed it again. Then, he walked back with light steps, walked into Xing Kui's room, closed the door, and glanced at the water Zhou Jing had spilled on the ground: "What did you do to him?"
Xing Kui asked back: "Why didn't he do anything to me?"
Jiang Yuming touched her head, smiled, and carried her to the bed. "Zhou Jing is a well-behaved man. He seems approachable, but he's actually very distant. If you hadn't done or said something, why would he be alone with you in your room in the middle of the night, hiding from me?"
"You noticed it when you went out just now, right? You didn't eavesdrop?" Xing Kui sat on the bed and pulled the quilt to cover her cold legs.
"I'd like to eavesdrop." Jiang Yuming sat down on the edge of the bed. "It's because my house is so soundproof. Hey, if I had known it would be tonight, I would have used inferior materials."
"You're talking nonsense! I can even hear your footsteps outside." Xing Kui propped up the pillow and pressed it against her lower back. "Maybe you didn't hear it all, but you still heard some of it. Don't kiss me!"
Xing Kui leaned back, pressing her hand against Jiang Yuming's mouth. Jiang Yuming shamelessly kissed her hand, staring at her as he did so. His long, pointed tongue swirled around her, and he smiled lazily, "Ah, our good child is so smart! I heard he told you not to come to me, but to go to him. He's trying to steal my girlfriend from my house. What a bitch."
“…” You’re so affectionate, you’re not a bitch, “You misunderstood, he didn’t mean that, he—well, let me finish what I’m saying!”
"I won't listen." Jiang Yuming wrapped his tongue around her, trapped her on the bed and kissed her deeply, dragging her into the clouds.
Xing Kui raised her neck high, and her hands moved from grabbing the quilt to grabbing his pajamas. The wrinkles gradually deepened until she really couldn't breathe. Jiang Yuming then softened and licked her slowly.
At night, Xing Kui used his toothpaste, and the floral scent lingered between her lips and teeth, proving that Zhou Jing and she had not yet reached the stage of kissing. Jiang Yuming stepped back and smiled.
Xing Kui glared at him and wiped her mouth: "You only know how to kiss, but you don't agree to a fake marriage with me."
After she finished wiping her mouth, Jiang Yuming quickly lowered his head and pecked her, smiling so hard that her eyes dazzled: "I have only kissed you, and I am loyal. From now on, when I want to kiss you, I can only find you."
"?" No wonder Zhou Jing said he had a bad temper! He didn't tell her about this problem when they kissed for the first time!
"What do you think of Zhou Jing? How about letting him be your fake marriage partner?"
Xing Kui was immediately shocked and speechless. Jiang Yuming's hot fingers fell on her forehead, and with warmth, he gently touched the ugly scar that she didn't want to see.
"Zhou Jing wouldn't be someone who would dislike this scar. He's qualified to be your fake marriage partner."
Xing Kui did consider Zhou Jing, but she didn't understand why Jiang Yuming couldn't do it. She had spent more time with Dr. Jiang, so she was more willing to choose him. "Why can't you do it?"
Jiang Yuming's fingers slid down from her forehead to the corner of her mouth, his eyes burning: "I need you to like me, can you do it?"
Xing Kui thought about it and shook his head.
"This breaks my heart, Xing Kui. You only thought about it for a few seconds." The Jiang family was like a deep-sea whirlpool. Without any emotional connection, how could Jiang Yuming drag her down with it? He still wanted to destroy the relationship between the Jiang and Li families, but he changed his mind. "It seems that I can only help match you up with Zhou Jing."
A cold hand touched Jiang Yuming's forehead, and Xing Kui frowned: "You don't have a fever, are you going to help me find a fake marriage partner?"
"I'm kind and helpful, and I'm happy to help you, isn't that good?" Jiang Yuming took a long step, stepped onto her bed, and got into her quilt. "Come here, I'm freezing, who are you trying to freeze to death?"
"You, who allowed you to get into my bed!"
"There's nothing I can do. If I go out now, Zhou Jing will realize something's wrong if he hears the noise. I can only sleep here tonight. Let's be honest, this is my bed." Jiang Yuming grabbed her waist and she bumped into his warm arms. Just as she was about to throw herself, she heard him lower his voice, "Relax, I won't touch you. You're not in good health right now, so you shouldn't do any strenuous exercise for at least a month."
What about a month later? Xing Kui's cheeks flushed, and she burrowed upwards from Jiang Yuming's embrace, resting her chin on his shoulder. She had survived the car accident because she had made a wish to the Buddha to sleep with a handsome man, but Jiang Yuming was a bit strange.
She lowered her eyes to peek at his back and sniffed. She had smelled blood on him during the day, but now the smell was not as obvious. There was a faint smell of medicine hidden in the rose fragrance.
"Jiang Yuming." Xing Kui called his name.
"Um?"
Never mind, don’t ask anything dangerous: “This is my first time sleeping with a man, I’ll be angry if you snore.”
Jiang Yuming's low, hoarse laughter fell into her ears like a string of pearls: "This is my first time sleeping with a woman too. If you feel uncomfortable, I will improve it. If you can't sleep, tell me what happened between you and Zhou Jing just now."
"Well... he said..."
The next day, Zhou Jing picked up Xing Kui and started the car to take her home before Jiang Yuming.
Xing Kui sat in the passenger seat, pretending to play with her cell phone, stealing glances at Zhou Jing from time to time. Jiang Yuming said that it was not difficult to conquer Zhou Jing, the biggest difficulty was that he was a non-marriageist.
This is hellish difficulty! Jiang Yuming, you deserve a beating!
"Why are you looking at me?" Zhou Jing gave him an uncomfortably look.
"No, I wasn't looking at you. I was checking my phone." Xing Kui laughed and held up the screen. "The landlord told me that a new family moved in next door yesterday and asked me to teach him how to read the water meter."
Zhou Jing turned the steering wheel: "Well, your legs and feet are not convenient, I will go when the time comes."
"Okay, thank you." Xing Kui looked at the car navigation. She lived far away from the city, where the rent was cheap and the people were relatively poor. The buildings outside the car window gradually changed from high-rise buildings with a strong modern style to old houses with dim walls.
Not only did she look at Zhou Jing, Zhou Jing would occasionally glance at her. As the car drove into the old residential area, he finally spoke: "What do you think of my proposal last night?"
His suggestion last night... Xing Kui grabbed her pants and picked at the fabric, and what Jiang Yuming taught her came to her mind.
Dr. Jiang said that Zhou Jing might not really have mistaken her for having keratosis pilosula, but he must have been suspicious of her, so he assumed that the problem was keratosis pilosula.
Dr. Jiang also said that she should take advantage of the situation and confuse him by following his train of thought. Zhou Jing is a non-marriage advocate. If she wants him to be willing to have a "fake marriage", she must first make him willing to "get married". In other words, she must first make him like her.
"Then I'm not a love cheater, am I? I just want to cooperate."
"Just treat it as a normal relationship and forget about the purpose of finding a fake marriage partner. Don't you want to be in a relationship after seeing Zhou Jing?"
After answering, Jiang Yuming was unhappy again. Xing Kui pursed her lips, suspecting that she was fooled by Jiang Yuming, but she could not find any evidence.
His words were quite convincing. After the car accident, Xing Kui wanted to experience those things that she had thought about but had not done before, so that she would have no regrets in her life. Let me ask you, who has lived for decades and has not thought about falling in love with a handsome guy at least once?
Forget about the fake marriage and pursue a man normally... Zhou Jing was driving the car, his skinny fingers resting on the steering wheel, his black eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were deep, his temperament was calm and outstanding, he was as handsome as Jiang Yuming, but completely different.
Xing Kui tugged at her baseball cap, and the tips of her ears felt hot. Jiang Yuming also taught her the entry point for pursuing Zhou Jing, which was just three words: thirsty skin syndrome.
After hearing that Zhou Jing misunderstood her, Jiang Yuming laughed for a long time, and then said that he thought Zhou Jing was more likely to have dermatitis.
Zhou Jing is one year older than Jiang Yuming and is thirty years old this year. In his thirty years of life, except when necessary or in passive situations, such as when the client is a woman or the clerk when he buys coffee is a woman, he has never taken the initiative to have any contact with any woman.
Jiang Yuming asked Xing Kui to "contact" Zhou Jing.
Oh my god, just thinking about it made Xing Kui tremble. She pinched her ears, which were probably red from the heat, and squeezed out a reply to Zhou Jing from her throat: "Okay... I've thought about it. In the future, if I need you, I will come to you. Thank you."
Zhou Jing stared straight ahead, his index finger carelessly rubbing the steering wheel. "Well, you're welcome. You're kind by nature, but you just strayed into a wrong path. I'll help you heal your illness. But remember to keep this a secret from Li Chengchuan. I don't want our friendship to be damaged."
"Yeah." Xing Kui nodded. Patient Li should be the big brother among the brothers, always restricting them in this and that, even controlling their love affairs. "Don't worry, I will never tell him. You keep it a secret for me, and I will keep it a secret for you."
Hearing this, Zhou Jing tilted his head ever so slightly and glanced at her sideways. The look in his eyes was indescribably complex. Xing Kui couldn't understand it. As the saying goes, don't hit someone who smiles. She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled at him, but Zhou Jing's look became even more complicated...
The car stopped downstairs. Xing Kui unbuckled her seatbelt and was about to get out, but then she paused and sat back down, thinking about her contact with Zhou Jing. "Lawyer Zhou, um, my house is on the fifth floor, and there's no elevator. Can you carry me up there?"
"Report—" A male employee rushed down from the middle floor of Dingtian Building. "Have you heard everything? The boss was in a terrible mood this morning. He had a sour face throughout the online meeting. Does anyone have inside information? Anyone know what happened?"
"Assistant Chen! Assistant Chen! Do you know? Tell me." Someone grabbed Li Chengchuan's assistant Chen Quan.
Chen Quan pulled his arm away and waved his hand, "I don't understand, I don't understand. I'm at work. Be careful or I'll tell on you."
Of course he would be in a bad mood. Chen Quan turned and walked into the tea room, curling his lips while pouring water. President Li gave up his villa and moved into a small apartment of more than ten square meters in Qingping District. He must be crazy. He didn't believe he could sleep well.
Li Chengchuan really didn't sleep all night. Inside the door next to Xing Kui's house where Spring Festival couplets were posted, President Li felt uncomfortable neither standing nor sitting.
It's hard to imagine a room of just over ten square meters housing a bathroom, kitchen, bed, desk, and wardrobe. Even after arranging a cleanup, the cramped space and dim lighting couldn't be changed, while the subway rumbled outside from morning till night.
Li Chengchuan moved in yesterday to be Xing Kui's neighbor, but he ran away yesterday.
He didn't sleep here and tried, but after walking into the shower room which only took up one square meter, he couldn't bear it anymore and drove away at night.
However, back home, lying in his bedroom, which was several times larger than this room, Li Chengchuan still couldn't sleep. He asked the landlord, who told him that this was Xing Kui's fourth year living there. He checked the transportation and found out for the first time that Xing Kui had to take the subway for three hours every day to get to work.
Li Chengchuan couldn't sleep all night, and couldn't understand why. Xing Kui's salary was not high when she first entered the workplace, but in the past two years she was promoted to his secretary, and her salary had increased several times. She was fully capable of renting a better house.
After the online meeting, Li Chengchuan drove back to his rented place and contacted the landlord. He used the water meter as an excuse to want to see Xing Kui, but learned that Xing Kui had not returned home yet.
When Li Chengchuan left last night, he thought Xing Kui was in bed resting due to a leg injury. So, she didn't go home? Where else could she go? She had a leg injury and a brain injury...
He was very worried. There was a sound outside the house, as if someone was walking up the stairs. Li Chengchuan walked quickly to the door, but put his hand down before touching the door handle. He was too nervous. The person who came walked steadily, so it couldn't be Xing Kui.
A few minutes ago, downstairs, Xing Kui, who was sitting in the car, asked Zhou Jing to carry her upstairs.
Under normal circumstances, Xing Kui would never ask this question. She would rather limp up the stairs one by one than trouble others. But now she wants to pursue Zhou Jing, so she must be brave and create opportunities.
Zhou Jing sat in the driver's seat, staring at her silently. The black eyes behind the glasses were like deep springs. Xing Kui was timid, and her eyes were unconsciously filled with help as she stared at Zhou Jing, like a dying flower that urgently needed mercy and water from kind-hearted people.
Li Chengchuan doesn't want his fiancée to wither, right?
After a few seconds of silence, Zhou Jing pushed the door and got out of the car. Xing Kui watched him walk from the left side of the car to the right side. It was obviously just a simple walk, but because of his good looks, figure and temperament, she felt like she was watching a show.
After the show, Lawyer Zhou came to her side and opened the car door. It was obvious that he had never hugged anyone before, and he didn't know where to put his hands.
"Here." Xing Kui grabbed Zhou Jing's wrist through his coat sleeve. "Lawyer Zhou, do you mind?"
"Um."
"Thank you." Xing Kui grabbed Zhou Jing's wrist and slowly passed it through his waist, then grabbed the other wrist and passed it through his knee. She was cold and worried about freezing Lawyer Zhou. She smiled shyly, "That's it. Just push harder."
Coldness and warmth passed between them. Zhou Jing lowered his eyes and looked at her. His thin neck was straight. He raised his hands on his waist and knees and easily pulled her out of the car without any effort.
He lifted his long legs to close the door. Xing Kui noticed that his fingers on her waist and knees were curled up. He was a very polite person.
At the first floor stairs, Zhou Jing paused slightly: "There really is no elevator."
"Yeah, didn't I say that?" Xing Kui looked at him in confusion, "Why do you have that expression of 'how can a building not have an elevator?'" He acted like he was out of touch with the world, and judging by the car he drove, he didn't look like he was rich.
Zhou Jing looked down at her: "Sorry, I've never lived in a building without an elevator."
"...It's okay, no need to apologize. It's strange." Xing Kui looked up the stairs. "I haven't been back for only half a month. Did they change the property management staff? The stairs are so clean."
However, the cleanliness cannot hide the dilapidated state of the place. The stairs are extremely narrow, the walls look dilapidated from the outside, and it is even worse from the inside. In order to make more money, the land use right owner built crowded buildings. Even facing east, there is little sunlight, and it is very cold inside the building.
Xing Kui lived on the fifth floor. When she opened the door, a musty smell that hadn't been lived in for a long time hit her in the face. Zhou Jing put her down and went to open the window, frowning the whole time.
"It's not that my house stinks, it's the dampness." Afraid he'd misunderstand, Xing Kui quickly explained after closing the door. The kitchen was on the left, the bathroom on the right, and two steps forward were the bed and the window. She glanced at Zhou Jing with a frown and a wry smile, "Although the sparrow is small, it has everything."
Zhou Jing pointed to the wall below him: "What about this? Is the sparrow poisoned?"
"It's damp and moldy." The dark green fungus spread from the bottom to the top like creeping vines. Xing Kui took a look and scratched her hair awkwardly. "It's not like this normally, really not. It's because I haven't been home for half a month."
"I'm not a doctor, Xing Kui." Zhou Jing stood by the ventilated window. Due to the small space, he was also by the bed and the desk. He stared at her, his eyes showing no discrimination against her financial situation. He said gently, "But I also have basic common sense. Your physical condition means you shouldn't live here anymore. If you're willing, I can help you find suitable accommodation."
Xing Kui was silent for a moment, then pursed her lips: "Lawyer Zhou, I might be having a seizure. Can you let me touch you?"
Fortunately, her house was small, so she didn't have to limp many steps to get close to Zhou Jing. People say that those who survive a great disaster will be blessed in the future. It was as if a kind-hearted Bodhisattva came to her side, and she wanted to touch her Bodhisattva.
Forget about the fake marriage and just pursue Zhou Jing.
"Didn't I hug you just now..." Zhou Jing's fingertips trembled slightly, and the words of rejection died down slowly. Xing Kui's cold fingers caught a small section of his index finger. Outside the window, the subway was speeding, the car was shaking, the track was rubbing, and a section of his finger was gradually swallowed by the coldness.
The second, the third... the coldness like snow engulfed all five fingers.
Zhou Jing's body visibly stiffened, his neck tilted back with a powerful composure. His Adam's apple rolled slightly against his dark gray shirt as the heat and cold tangled. Since he'd already promised Xing Kui, how could he avoid her gaze? He simply turned his face away, avoiding her gaze and forcing himself to accept it.
Xing Kui's heart nearly jumped out of her chest as she grabbed Zhou Jing's hand. "Help! This is so embarrassing! She doesn't even know how to seduce someone!" She was hooked by Zhou Jing's innocent look. "Save her! Save her! What should she do next?"
"That wasn't a hug just now." Xing Kui rushed forward, threw herself into Zhou Jing's arms, and pulled his five fingers against her waist. "This is what counts."
It was not pajamas, and he could not feel more than last night. Zhou Jing's breathing became irregular. Last night, Xing Kui's lips were in his palm. Perhaps it was the dust in the house that fell on the lens, forming a faint mist in front of his eyes.
Xing Kui grabbed Zhou Jing's fingers tightly, not allowing them to curl up. She was so focused on this that her heart was pounding, forgetting that she shouldn't be able to defeat Zhou Jing with her strength. "This is what counts, Lawyer Zhou."
Awesome! I got her! Xing Kui tried to raise her head proudly, but one hand pressed down on the back of her head, holding her in place without resistance. Her heavy, slow breathing could be heard above her head.
Uh... Lawyer Zhou, you have extremely sensitive skin?
"Uh... is it, is it okay?" A few minutes later, Xing Kui tugged at Zhou Jing's coat. "Is this the end of the treatment today?"
A swallowing sound came from above her head. Zhou Jing released the hand that was pressing down on the back of her head, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, I have never been intimate with the opposite sex, and I was a little out of control."
"It's okay, just kiss more, ah no." Xing Kui covered her face shyly, "I mean, if you have been intimate with many people, I won't choose you. Sometimes I speak without my mind, so please bear with me."
"It's okay. I understand."
The two of them apologized politely to each other, just like a pair of friends who didn't know each other well, ignoring their red ears and Zhou Jing's hand on Xing Kui's waist.
Someone knocked on the door. Thankfully, Xing Kui breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll go open the door."
"I'll go." Zhou Jing retracted his burning fingers. "Maybe he's your new neighbor. I can go teach him how to read the water meter."
He straightened his clothes and walked to the door. His ears were still red, but it was not embarrassing to do it in front of strangers, so Zhou Jing opened the door.
"Hello, I'm Zhou Jing, the guy who just moved next door to you?" Li Chengchuan instantly lowered his sharp brows, his gaze sweeping from Zhou Jing's face to his ears and then to Xing Kui who was fanning her cheeks in the room.
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