Chapter 107 Love Confrontation (Part 3)
The question that had been accumulating in his heart for a long time was finally asked by Luo Qinglin.
Under the moonlight and street lamps, Luo Qinglin kept his eyes fixed, trying to take in every subtle change in Jiang Yanyu's facial expression.
The two looked at each other in the dim light that flickered on and off. Jiang Yanyu's amber eyes were radiant and bright, like natural, uncut crystal stones, with an inexplicable magical power to attract people.
Luo Qinglin originally wanted to observe Jiang Yanyu's expression, but he was unconsciously distracted and bewitched by these charming fox eyes.
After a long silence, Jiang Yanyu moved closer and closer, from the car door to Luo Qinglin's side, and asked: "Luo Qinglin, what do you want to know?"
"I..." Luo Qinglin lowered his eyes and leaned against the back seat. "I want to know why you got that tattoo and why you look so unhappy in the photo."
Jiang Yanyu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why should I tell you about my childhood?"
"I told you last time that I will tell you about the past only when you belong to me completely." Jiang Yanyu said slowly in a low voice.
"Luo Qinglin, as long as you tell me now that you like me and want to be with me, I will tell you. How about it?"
Jiang Yanyu's tone was cold, and he didn't sound like he was talking about embarrassing love affairs, but rather like he was making a deal with him. There was no emotion in his voice.
The car was driving in the slow lane at the far right end of the highway.
From time to time, a car would flash by on the left, its red and yellow lights like the flashing lights in a nightclub, illuminating the interior of the car for a moment before dimming again.
As light and shadow interweave, there is no trace of frivolity in Jiang Yanyu's eyes, but a great sense of oppression. If his gaze had a real shadow, it should be a rope that tightly wraps around people, wishing to tie up the prey so that it cannot move.
Luo Qinglin stared at those unusual eyes and asked in a low voice, "Jiang Yanyu, why do you pretend to be so dishonest in front of me?"
Jiang Yanyu frowned slightly and was about to speak, but Luo Qinglin interrupted, "Because you're afraid that I'll find you boring, because teasing me is fun? I don't want to hear the arguments you've said, I want to hear the real reason."
Unexpectedly, Luo Qinglin would confront him forcefully. Jiang Yanyu chuckled, put his elbow on Luo Qinglin's shoulder, and moved closer.
"What do you think?" Jiang Yanyu's eyes were frivolous, "BB, I would like to hear your thoughts."
Jiang Yanyu kicked the ball back again. Luo Qinglin had expected this.
"You're afraid that I don't like you, so you're pretending to be indecent." Luo Qinglin raised his eyebrows and asked a question he wanted to know the answer to, "Jiang Yanyu, when did you start to like me?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yanyu's smile widened and he asked, "BB, didn't you pretend? Didn't you lie to me?"
Although Jiang Yanyu was smiling, there was no smile in the fox's eyes. They were as cold as frost and as sharp as a sword.
"No," Luo Qinglin calmly tightened his fingers, pinched the cowhide cushion on the back seat, and replied, "Why would I lie to you?"
Jiang Yanyu narrowed his eyes and put his lips close to Luo Qinglin's ear, "I pretended because I like you. Then you lied, is it because..."
Luo Qinglin pressed the leather pad tightly with his fingertips. Jiang Yanyu was looking at him closely, and his hot breath was blowing in his ears from time to time. He was extremely panicked.
The vixen's eyes were like a lie detector that could see through all secrets. Luo Qinglin suspected that Jiang Yanyu had known for a long time that he was pretending.
"Because you like me?"
The heavy hammer fell, and when Jiang Yanyu asked the truth, Luo Qinglin's panic was alleviated a little.
"What evidence do you have that I like you?" Luo Qinglin raised his eyes and asked with genuine doubt.
Hearing the question, Jiang Yanyu pursed his lips, his jaw protruding slightly due to clenching his teeth, and asked: "If I say I have evidence, will you admit it?"
"What evidence?" Luo Qinglin's eyes narrowed and he asked vigilantly.
The evidence is your sunflower seeds, Jiang Yanyu thought to himself.
When Luo Qinglin only asked "what evidence" and did not refute the words "you like me" or "admit that you like me", Jiang Yanyu knew that Luo Qinglin had fallen into the trap in his words.
His finger bones were clearly stretched so tightly that the leather pads were dented, but the naive Xiao Que still thought he hadn't given away anything. He stared at him warily, pretending to be fearless.
In fact, Jiang Yanyu has countless ways to make Luo Qinglin admit that he likes her, and admit that he is acting and pretending to be straight.
But Jiang Yanyu was never willing to expose it, because his purpose was not to embarrass Luo Qinglin or make him ashamed, but to make Luo Qinglin take the initiative to enter his circle and never leave him.
Looking at Luo Qinglin's cautious appearance, Jiang Yanyu suddenly wanted to laugh.
Obviously, they are just two adult men who have not yet understood each other's minds and are not in love, but they have created a capital game-like situation, acting against each other and pretending to be unfathomable.
It's just a relationship that will eventually lead to marriage, why is it like a business war? Thinking of this, Jiang Yanyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and his expression became gentle.
In an instant, the coldness in the fox's eyes melted away, overflowing with warmth like early spring.
"The evidence is..." Jiang Yanyu raised his eyebrows, seemingly confident of victory, "You said in my dream that you loved me."
Hearing this, Luo Qinglin's back relaxed slightly, and his hands, which were tightly gripping the cushion, loosened their grip, no longer as nervous as before.
Jiang Yanyu thought to himself, "You fool!" He smiled and said frivolously, "You said that you like me the most in this world, and only like me. Even until the end of your life, you want to be buried in the same coffin with me, forever and ever."
The previous words were not excessive, but when he heard "buried in the same coffin", Luo Qinglin suspected that these were not what he said in Jiang Yanyu's dream, but something the vixen made up herself.
"Can't you be more serious?" Luo Qinglin frowned and said angrily, "Is it fun to tease me? It's boring."
"What? Don't you want to be buried in the same coffin with me?" Jiang Yanyu snorted coldly and asked in a pretended angry tone.
No matter how much they love each other, people have to be buried separately, or at most in the same grave. How creepy would it be if they were buried in the same coffin?
"You...you pervert!" Luo Qinglin cursed in a low voice.
"I'm a pervert." Jiang Yanyu seemed to like this title very much and was proud of it. He even stretched out his index finger and flicked Luo Qinglin's face with great interest.
The flesh on her face trembled slightly when it was flicked, like soft marshmallows. Jiang Yanyu seemed to be enjoying it and did not stop, flicking it a few more times.
When Jiang Yanyu was about to flick out his index finger for the ninth time, Luo Qinglin finally couldn't bear it anymore. He shrugged his shoulders and shook the vixen off his shoulders.
"Boring." Luo Qinglin covered his face with his hands to prevent the vixen from attacking again.
After teasing Xiao Que, Jiang Yanyu smiled contentedly, returned to his original position, and leaned his back lazily against the car door so that he could see Luo Qinglin's expression.
"By the way, you just asked me why I acted frivolous," Jiang Yanyu crossed his arms and replied, "You are wrong. For so long, I have not been acting in front of you."
"Every action and expression of mine is just because I want to do it. In my imagination, this is how we get along - I tease you, you scold me, I continue to tease you, you get angry, and then I soften and coax you back."
Luo Qinglin suspected that Jiang Yanyu had some bad elements in his nature. He was just like a fox, who loved to play tricks on people and had perverted habits.
"Can't you be more mature?" Luo Qinglin asked.
"What kind of maturity?" Jiang Yanyu said without blushing, "If you mean sexual maturity, then I am indeed inexperienced, after all. But I have enough theoretical knowledge, so don't worry, I promise to give you a good experience that you will never forget."
"That's not what I meant!" Luo Qinglin blushed. "Forget it, I won't talk to you, you pervert."
Luo Qinglin sat up straight and glanced at the driver in the driving seat.
The driver was very professional. He wore headphones and said nothing, with a blank expression on his face, as if he had not heard their conversation.
Seeing Luo Qinglin's actions, Jiang Yanyu reminded him in a low voice: "He can't hear."
"I know!"
Unable to get rid of the annoyance of being fooled, Luo Qinglin opened the car window and looked aimlessly at the street scene outside the window, trying to use the evening breeze to blow away the annoyance.
The temperature was low at night and the wind was cool. After Luo Qinglin was exposed to the wind for a long time, his hands and feet felt cold. But the restlessness did not go away, and Luo Qinglin was reluctant to close the window, otherwise he would have to listen to Jiang Yanyu's dirty talk again.
Jiang Yanyu sat still, staring at Luo Qinglin's round head and his hair that was blown by the wind from a distance of one meter.
"Luo Qinglin."
"What?"
"Turn around, I want to see you."
"abnormal."
"Turn around and I will tell you when I started to like you." Jiang Yanyu coaxed.
Hearing this, Luo Qinglin sat up straight abruptly, staring at the street light beside the sidewalk, he was conflicted about whether to turn around. After all, the vixen was a liar and might be planning another trick to play a trick on him.
"As soon as I turn around, will you tell me?" Luo Qinglin asked hesitantly.
"Um."
Luo Qinglin bit his lower lip lightly, turned around slowly, and waited for Jiang Yanyu to speak.
The wind blew Luo Qinglin's shirt and hair into fluff. Jiang Yanyu's gaze slid from his innocent peach blossom eyes all the way down to his neck and the faintly visible collarbone.
Thinking of the thin white waist in the loose shirt, Jiang Yanyu's mouth was dry, so he waved to Luo Qinglin, "Come here, I'll tell you quietly."
Luo Qinglin was very alert. He only moved forward a little bit and urged, "Hurry up and tell me. If you don't tell me, I won't listen."
"Come a little closer," Jiang Yanyu waved again, "Five centimeters will be enough."
Luo Qinglin sat forward a little, ready to wait for Jiang Yanyu to speak.
But this time, Jiang Yanyu suddenly moved, reached out and grabbed Luo Qinglin's wrist, pulling him into his arms.
His right hand finally wrapped around that waist, satisfying the touch in his memory. Jiang Yanyu was like a patient whose anxiety was relieved by medicine, burying his nose in his neck and sniffing gently.
Luo Qinglin was already used to the vixen's inconsistency, so he didn't struggle, but just urged: "When is it?"
After smelling enough of Luo Qinglin's minty scent, which was the same as her own, Jiang Yanyu let out a long sigh and whispered back, "Last year, La Forêt's couture show."
The author has something to say:
Jiang Yanyu: Since my wife cheated on me, I will also cheat on my wife (humph!)
Luo Qinglin: It turns out that he can only see me when I’m not wearing glasses 555!
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