Chapter 16 "Then accept the consequences of your bet"
Anmi had an urge to kick his head out of the car.
"Can we change to another one?" she asked, trying to negotiate.
Yan Jinnian looked back at the big screen: "Then forget it."
"..."
She won't let it go so easily.
I've already told him my nickname, so why can't I know his?
Once the gambler's mentality kicks in, no one considers the risks anymore.
Anmi delivered the decisive blow: "Best of three!"
Yan Jinnian: "Okay, but let's make it clear first, you can't go back on your word if you lose."
Anmi: "Anyone who goes back on their word is a little dog!"
Anyway, there's a 50% chance of winning!
Besides, what good person loses every day?
Even if we lose...
At worst, I'll just bark a couple of times.
Hehe^^
Anmi put her hands behind her back: "Ready?"
Yan Jin closed his eyes briefly, indicating that he was alright.
Anmi: "Scissors, rock, paper!"
"Scissors, rock, paper!!"
"Scissors, rock, paper!!!"
...
"Sorry, I won."
After the third round, the man's voice was clear and melodious.
He leaned forward, ignoring the murderous intent in Anmi's eyes, and brought his face close to hers: "The punishment for losing is to kiss me."
I'll kiss your head!
Anmi grinned and said, "Ouch, my stomach hurts so much!"
She clutched her stomach with her hand and hurriedly went to open the car door.
"It hurts so much! It hurts so much! I'm going to poop in the car!"
"Heh~"
Yan Jinnian gave a strange laugh.
"pull."
“My car is spacious enough to hold as much as you want.”
“…” Anmi silently withdrew her hand.
"Thank you, I'm not in pain at all now."
"Then you should accept the consequences of your bet." The man's words fell on my ears, resounding with conviction.
She glanced back at him with a hint of resentment.
In the back seat, Yan Jinnian had sharp black hair, deep-set eyes, and muscular arms that were half-crossed in front of his chest, giving him a very strong and powerful appearance.
Anmi stepped back towards the door: "If I refuse, will you hit me?"
"..." A black line appeared on Yan Jinnian's forehead.
What do you think?
"I don't think I can take a beating at all."
She moved back, her voice soft: "Can I kiss other places, like the face?"
Yan Jinnian glanced at her indifferently: "I didn't say it wasn't allowed."
Anmi: "?"
Why didn't you say so sooner!
But her gaze still involuntarily swept over his lips.
Anmi felt a little shy when she thought about their previous two kisses.
"Then close your eyes, and I'll give you a quick kiss."
Yan Jinnian's eyes darkened slightly, he hummed in agreement, and closed his eyes.
The two were seated apart by a central armrest. Anmi leaned on the armrest and quickly kissed him on the cheek.
It was soft, the air conditioning was set low, and the man's cheeks felt slightly cool.
"Okay." She sat back down, blushing.
Yan Jinnian curled the corners of his lips into a smile.
"Well done, An Duoduo."
Anmi: ? Are you a kindergarten teacher?
After their "fooling around," both of them missed the earlier parts of the story.
The second half was completely confusing.
Art films have a slow pace and soft color tones, creating an overall sense of melancholy. After watching for a while, Anmi's eyelids started to droop uncontrollably.
She drifted in a hazy consciousness, her head bobbing up and down.
The popcorn bucket in my hand was gently taken away.
"Take a nap if you're sleepy."
Yan Jinnian raised his hand and pressed the button on the side of the door frame, and the black curtains on both sides of the back row closed automatically.
Anmi rubbed her eyes: "I'm not sleepy."
She was actually very tired, but she just fell asleep like that, which felt quite disrespectful...
Yan Jinnian turned down the radio volume, turning the gentle movie soundtrack into a lullaby.
He chose a very comfortable position to lean back: "Then I'll take a nap."
Anmi: "?"
Then Yan Jinnian really closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Anmi was dumbfounded.
Not my brother...?
Is there anyone here who respects this movie?
"Ah~ Ugh~" Then she covered her mouth and let out a big yawn.
Unfortunately, no.
With the curtains closed, the interior of the car becomes private.
With the twinkling stars overhead, Anmi felt her emotions instantly relax.
Lying on the comfortable leather seat, drowsiness returned.
She closed her eyes without realizing it and fell asleep.
Yan Jinnian opened her eyes; she was already breathing evenly.
He watched quietly for a while, then raised his hand and turned up the air conditioner temperature.
*
When Anmi woke up again, the movie was still playing.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes: "Where are we in the movie?"
"ending."
Σ
As soon as he finished speaking, the image on the big screen froze on the female lead's smiling face.
The movie ends here.
"..."
Anmi stared blankly at the scrolling cast and crew list in the center of the screen, blinking in bewilderment.
"Did you sleep well?"
Yan Jinnian unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to her.
Anmi took it and drank a big gulp.
The barbecue I ate for dinner was too "heaty" (causing internal heat), and then I ate popcorn. Now my throat feels like it's on fire.
I gulped down about half a bottle.
Anmi closed the lid: "Then let's go back."
It was getting late, and the cars in front began to leave one after another.
The man didn't seem to be in a hurry: "Sit a little longer."
oh.
Anmi wasn't in a hurry. She had just woken up from a dream and was feeling dizzy and weak. She leaned back in her seat, feeling drowsy but fully conscious.
The car was quiet; neither of them spoke.
Anmi sat for a while, then started eating the popcorn on the small table.
"Chirp—chirp—"
Yan Jinnian turned his head: "Hungry?"
She smacked her lips twice: "Xue Wei."
It's just that lettuce is too easy to digest.
Yan Jinnian understood: "Let's go get some late-night snacks?"
"No."
Anmi picked up a skewer from the small table: "I'll just eat this, I'm not that hungry."
The snacks in the bag were mostly untouched, and it would be a shame to throw them away.
Yan Jinnian took the skewers from her hand: "They're cold. Eating them will upset your stomach."
“No…” Anmi protected the skewers, “They’ve only been sitting for a while, and the air conditioning won’t break them.”
When she was little, she would eat leftovers from a whole day with great relish, let alone skewers that had only been sitting out for less than an hour.
But the man wouldn't let her protest.
"I'm not eating this, let's go get a late-night snack."
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