Chapter 33 The Moonlight is Enticing
gentle......?
Jiang Yanyu actually said that she liked his gentleness, not his coldness, nor his appearance?
Luo Qinglin opened his eyes and stared at the mist in front of him. The reflection on the glass window was distorted by the mist, making him look like a funny clown.
"Answer me, as long as you give me a suitable reason, I will let go." After asking loudly, Jiang Yanyu softened his voice and said.
"because......"
Luo Qinglin took a deep breath, moved his gaze, and looked at Jiang Yanyu through the mottled reflection on the glass window.
"Because they won't make me panic," Luo Qinglin said, staring at the beautiful eyes in the reflection, "Is this reason appropriate?"
"Say it again. I want to hear a positive sentence." Jiang Yanyu slightly loosened the grip on his wrist.
Luo Qinglin looked away, looking at the junction of the dark desert and the starry sky. After a moment of silence, he replied: "Because you make me panic."
As soon as he finished speaking, the force that was restraining his wrists suddenly disappeared, but Luo Qinglin still put his hands behind his back, leaning against the French window, motionless.
A slight shuddering inhalation sounded in my ears.
Then, the broad palm on his chin loosened, Luo Qinglin was turned around, his hands were grasped tightly again and pulled to the top of his head, his back pressed against the glass.
"Look into my eyes and say it again." Jiang Yanyu leaned down and looked straight into Luo Qinglin's eyes.
The desert sky was cloudless at night, and the moonlight was bright and abundant, shining on Jiang Yanyu's flawless skin, as if he was wearing a shimmering transparent mask, shining like a beautiful goddess who had fallen into the mortal world.
The beauty under the moonlight was within reach. Luo Qinglin stared blankly at the face in front of him, his eyes unfocused and he said with a distracted look: "Because you made me...!"
Before he could finish his words, Jiang Yanyu suddenly leaned closer, with his lips just one centimeter away from Luo Qinglin's lips.
The warm breath hit the tip of my nose and lips, as if a soft feather was brushing and lightly tickling my lips.
Luo Qinglin opened his eyes wide, his pupils slightly dilated, his heart tightened as if someone was grabbing it tightly, and he even leaned back unconsciously.
"Go on, why don't you continue?" Jiang Yanyu slowly moved forward, reducing the distance of one centimeter to half a centimeter.
"My heart...is panicking..." Luo Qinglin murmured in response, slowly completing the unfinished words.
Jiang Yanyu seemed to want to move forward further, and their nose tips were already touching, feeling numb and itchy.
The amber pupils moved closer and closer. Luo Qinglin pulled the sleeves of his nightgown tightly, held his breath, and closed his eyes tightly.
Boom, boom, boom.
My heart beat faster and faster, as if I had been electrocuted. My heart rate suddenly increased, and my body involuntarily tensed up.
"Do you think I want to kiss you? Isn't Mr. Luo a straight man? Why don't you push me away?" Jiang Yanyu suddenly asked with a chuckle.
!
The sudden teasing broke Luo Qinglin's trance. He suddenly opened his eyes, and finally regained consciousness. He used both hands to try to break free from the shackles on his wrists.
Feeling the struggle in his palm, Jiang Yanyu raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, slightly increased the strength, and easily clamped the thin wrist tightly.
"Don't move. I won't kiss you now." Jiang Yanyu put his arm around Luo Qinglin's waist, picked him up, and sat on the sofa. "When my panic turns into love, I will kiss you."
Sitting down, Jiang Yanyu grabbed Luo Qinglin's hands and placed them behind his neck, forcing him to hug her neck.
"I will give you some time to think things through, but you can't be cold to me and warm and gentle to others."
"Putting the blame on someone else." Luo Qinglin muttered quietly, his voice so low that only he could hear it clearly.
"What did you say?" Jiang Yanyu asked.
"I understand," Luo Qinglin lowered his head, avoiding Jiang Yanyu's sight, and said softly, "Then similarly, you can't not reply to my message."
"When did I not reply to your message?" Jiang Yanyu covered his forehead and pressed it back, then lifted his face up. "I work so late every day, and I have to find time to reply to your message every now and then. Don't blame me for it."
It turned out that Jiang Yanyu really went out to work and didn't deliberately ignore his messages.
Luo Qinglin felt a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly and changed the subject, "Didn't you say you would be home next month? Why are you here all of a sudden?"
When it comes to this topic, Jiang Yanyu turned his head away in dissatisfaction, "If Bai Shengyun hadn't tipped me off, I wouldn't have known that Mr. Luo actually cared so much about others and even knelt down on his knees to spray medicine on people."
"I was half squatting, not kneeling on my knees!" Luo Qinglin defended himself.
Hearing this, Jiang Yanyu immediately took the phone that was nestled in the corner of the sofa, unlocked it, opened WeChat, and threw it into Luo Qinglin's hands, "Look at the chat history yourself."
There was only one person pinned to the top of the dialog box on the screen, with the note "straight man waiting to be gay", and it was obviously Luo Qinglin himself.
Luo Qinglin scrolled down the page guiltily and found Bai Shengyun's dialog box.
[Bai Silly Roe Deer: Your wife actually knelt down and sprayed Si Moyu's feet. [picture]γ
[Bai Silly Roe Deer: Your wife just quarreled with me because of him? ? ? γ
[White Silly Roe Deer: Itβs over, your wife has fallen in love with someone else and is going to run away with him! γ
It turned out that Bai Shengyun was really stupid. He thought Xiao Ruxuan was joking.
"I didn't kneel down. The angle of this photo is wrong," Luo Qinglin sighed and explained helplessly, "Besides, he called Si Moyu a sissy first, so I couldn't help but say a few words to him."
Jiang Yanyu blinked in confusion and said half-doubtfully: "He looks so delicate and tender, but he actually calls others sissy? He himself is the sissy..."
Before he finished speaking, seeing Luo Qinglin's increasingly surprised expression, Jiang Yanyu immediately changed his words and said, "A man as beautiful as your Majesty and the Imperial Concubine."
Luo Qinglin stared at Jiang Yanyu for a moment, then turned his head and looked away, and asked softly: "You... also think this word is okay? If a man is handsome, he will be called a 'sissy'?"
"There is a problem, a big problem," Jiang Yanyu quickly explained, "It shows no respect for women or men. I will never say that again."
"Um."
Luo Qinglin still didn't turn around, but just replied with one word coldly, as if he was thinking about something.
In the dim light, the teardrop mole under Luo Qinglin's eyes was not obvious. It was faintly visible in the flickering moonlight, like hazy starlight in the water, which would be blown away by the evening breeze if one was not careful.
Jiang Yanyu stretched out his right hand and touched the small mole, stroking it carefully and asked: "What are you thinking about? Tell me."
"I thought...at least in the fashion world, no one would stereotype others."
Luo Qinglin turned his head, his eyes filled with deep disappointment.
"But in fact, quite a number of people think that words like 'tomboy' and 'sissy' are fine, but they don't say them out loud to humiliate others because of the rules of the circle, right?"
Infected by the loss in Luo Qinglin's eyes, Jiang Yanyu pursed her lips slightly, gently stroked his hair, and hugged him in her arms.
"I don't know what others think, but I can guarantee that I am not that kind of person."
Jiang Yanyu lowered his voice and said, "Maybe I make slips of the tongue sometimes, but I don't think so in my heart. If I make a mistake in the future and say these words again, you can remind me and correct my mistakes. Don't be disappointed in me, okay?"
"I'm not disappointed in you," Luo Qinglin buried his head in his broad arms and said in a muffled voice, "I just suddenly realized that this circle is different from what I imagined."
"Want to quit?"
"What?"
"Do you want to quit the entertainment industry?" Jiang Yanyu asked, "Do what you want to do, shoot the world, and record your 'human world'."
"No," Luo Qinglin muttered angrily, "I have to save money, eat, sleep, and pay the mortgage."
Jiang Yanyu laughed softly upon hearing this, his throat pressed against the side of Luo Qinglin's neck, and the vibration of his vocal cords made his neck feel numb and itchy.
"What are you laughing at?" Luo Qinglin asked, sticking his head out from his arms.
"Nothing." Jiang Yanyu pushed back Luo Qinglin's half-wet hair and combed it into a lazy slicked-back style.
"After 11 months, you can quit or stay in the industry, whatever you want to do. But for the remaining 11 months of the contract, you have to follow my arrangements."
"What if until the end of the contract..." Luo Qinglin asked cautiously and tentatively, "My panic has not turned into love, what will you do?"
Jiang Yanyu slid his hand to the back of Luo Qinglin's neck, his large, warm palm pressed against the slightly cool skin of his neck. His seductive fox eyes gleamed with brilliance as he stared into his eyes.
"Then I will renew my contract, at any cost."
The author has something to say:
Luo Qinglin: Force...forced/controlled love?
Jiang Yanyu: Since you said so, I will respectfully obey your command (fall down!)
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