Chapter 78 Intimate Game "What game is this?"
Meng Yuzhi took the initiative to solve the problem that he had been troubled by.
He generously let Chi Liuai live in his bedroom, and Meng Yuzhi would spend the night on the sofa. Chi Liuai, dissatisfied, asked Meng Yuzhi fiercely, "But, no one is taking care of me. What should I do? Are you doing this on purpose because you don't want someone to take care of me at night?"
Chi Liuai was laughing from the bottom of his heart.
At first she pursed her lips, but later her shoulders couldn't stop shaking.
Meng Yuzhi simply changed into pajamas, and Chi Liuai was stunned. It was exactly the same set as the one she took away. Meng Yuzhi sat calmly on the sofa, flipping through documents in his hands. After hearing Chi Liuai's words, he raised his eyes and looked directly at Chi Liuai.
He smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you that I can take care of you if you need me."
His eyes fell on Chi Liuai's pitiful spot. Unlike the sternness just now, it was a belated comfort after the fact.
It was interrupted by Lin Zhun and was not completed.
"It's very pitiful. I hope to have a chance to apologize to it."
Chi Liuai's face flushed instantly. She had lost to Meng Yuzhi again and said, "No wonder. I feel like your strength is very weak! Not even as strong as my brother's."
After saying this, he hurried to hide in the bedroom.
How could she not understand Meng Yuzhi's concern for his brother?
In the early days of his contact with Meng Yuzhi, Chi Liuai always racked his brains to make Meng Yuzhi's emotions linger.
After such an all-out effort, the successful Chi Liuai was no longer satisfied with Meng Yuzhi's smile, tolerance and gentleness.
This makes Chi Liuai feel cheap, how should I put it.
Lin Zhun helped Liuai pick up the quilt. Chi Liuai's hand brushed against him lightly. Lin Zhun's body reacted quickly, as if he had been slapped, and immediately stiffened.
He thought he had reacted again to his sister's breath, her eyes, her touch, or a casual sweet word.
Chi Liuai felt a cold gaze resting on him.
How should I put it? This is the satisfaction and fullness that is completely opposite to the cheap feeling.
Chi Liuai saw the red patch running from his brother's ears to his neck, which was hard not to notice. Lin Zhun said in a suppressed and calm voice that he might have a fever.
Suddenly it occurred to me that Meng Yuzhi had never blushed at me before.
Or maybe he was emotional, his tenderness and anger were just ordinary and one-sided fluctuations.
Chi Liuai often feels that her efforts are cheap. After the divorce, Chi Liuai, who has withdrawn from the dazzle of wealth, calmed down and thought about her relationship with Meng Yuzhi at night.
She needs lots and lots of love.
Of course it costs money.
Meng Yuzhi can give her love, money, and emotional satisfaction...
The only thing he couldn't let go of was his pride. This old-fashioned and cold man gave Chi Liuai one-sided feelings. Love was love, hate was hate, and it was as clear as highly precise data. If he was right, he would be rewarded, and if he was wrong, he would be punished.
But Chi Liuai needs to bear and accept Meng Yuzhi's mistakes, and even a child who never likes to suffer losses will lose his temper.
Chi Liuai's touch will make Meng Yuzhi accustomed to it.
But if it was given to Lin Zhun, all his emotions would be stirred in vain. The blood, flesh and meridians under the thin skin were all rushing towards Chi Liuai's twisted and spasming brother, but he still tried to show a normal expression, pulling up the corners of his mouth on both sides to moisten his dry mouth as much as possible, and sliding his tongue up and down behind his hard teeth, calling out the name as if he was chewing it.
"Flowing mist."
Chi Liuai's heart was between collapsing and soaring, and he was excited about his new discovery.
She felt a burning sensation on her buttocks. Was it an illusion, or had the drug worn off?
Chi Liuai always felt that there was a very hot and intense gaze, which was slapping her buttocks without any concealment.
She felt as if she had been hit in the face again.
Chi Liuai finally turned his head and looked at Meng Yuzhi through the half-closed bedroom door.
Meng Yuzhi was busy with his work and didn't pay attention to himself. The light from the ceiling falling on him finally wore away the man's hostility, and he calmly flipped through the newspaper.
That sight was probably just my own illusion.
But the burning pain and the marks on the palms of the hands are real injuries.
Chi Liuai took the initiative to look at Lin Zhun, and put her fingers on Lin Zhun's forehead and pressed it. How could you feel the body temperature with your fingertips? Lin Zhun held Chi Liuai's wrist and signaled her to put her palm on her forehead. Unfortunately, his sister's hand was a little sore that he could feel her trembling.
Until Chi Liuai followed Lin Zhun's instructions and slid his hand down and touched his cheek.
During this time, his fingertips rubbed his eyelids and Lin Zhun slowly closed his eyes.
Only then did he realize that it was his hands that were shaking.
"It's not very hot." Chi Liuai concluded his answer, "But my brother's face is still very red."
Then he said, "I know!"
Lin Zhun's heart suddenly sank. If Liu'ai were to reveal a secret again, he would never give the same answer to that question - the use of the silver fork - Lin Zhun would definitely tell Liu'ai that he could use it, that it was something that should never have belonged to a brother, that a brother should be with his sister, or to put it more simply - I love you.
Chi Liuai looked back and saw Meng Yuzhi seemed to have heard some noise and was looking into the house.
Lin Zhun was a little unhappy, and Liu'ai was about to retreat because she was intimidated by that extra man. A husband who was abandoned by divorce should choose to disappear mysteriously (preferably die) after Liu'ai hated him.
But Chi Liuai not only took a step forward, but also held his hand even tighter.
The two people know each other too well. The curve of Chi Liuai's smile and the tone of his voice will change slightly. Lin Zhun has the advantage of more than ten years of parenting experience and can know everything Chi Liuai is thinking. Different from Meng Yuzhi's natural sensitivity, the former gives Liuai family affection, while the latter makes Liuai feel suspicious.
But now, now, veins popped out on Lin Zhun's temples, and a fingertip actually touched his lips. He had no idea what his sister was thinking. It disrupted his guess and his proud sense of familiarity. His timid sister, who had always been emotionally dull, touched her lips in front of her husband, the divorced and hated husband.
Chi Liuai saw that his brother still had no expression on his face.
She deliberately leaned forward and repeated softly in a whisper, "I know."
Lin Zhun was ready to accept everything when he heard his sister say.
"You're allergic."
......
Chi Liuai smiled very wickedly. She saw that her brother's brown pupils instantly lost their peaceful light, like taking away the meat from the plate of a hungry beast with a strong appetite. All his attention was concentrated and his brain was blank.
Did she get carried away?
Chi Liuai just wanted to deliberately tease her brother who didn't even dare to express his feelings for her, but was willing to take care of her at all costs.
Lin Zhun's Adam's apple rolled: "It's you." Lin Zhun tilted his jaw and pressed his lips against Chi Liuai's palm. He felt a sense of suffocation. Lin Zhun had done it himself and voluntarily surrendered the right to breathe. Only then was he willing to let his heart swell. He said hoarsely, "It's your palm that's red and hot."
Chi Liuai pulled her hand back. She only dared to play slowly up to this point.
Meng Yuzhi stopped flipping through the newspaper a long time ago. One corner of the newspaper was torn, but his expression remained normal.
The content in the social news newspaper was boring. Meng Yuzhi thought that if Chi Liuai dared to put her hand on his face and play with him, he would probably be the first to catch the girl's bad intentions, and she would have no chance to provoke or avoid it.
It was not suitable to smoke when Chi Liuai was around, and Meng Yuzhi's cigarette box was also crushed.
He was not one to show his emotions, but this time he really needed to be patient. The man lowered his sleeves to cover the throbbing veins on his thick arms, said good night to Liuai who came out of the room, and slowly put away his smile.
Suddenly, Chi Liuai was called again.
Meng Yuzhi smiled and said, "Liuai, Chen Hui has contacted the jewelry brand you like, and they will transfer all the goods to the US exhibition after next month. If you like it, go buy it."
"Ah? I don't have time, just ask them to send it over." Chi Liuai felt that there was no need to make a special trip for this purpose. She was not picky about styles and liked expensive ones.
Meng Yuzhi looked at Chi Liuai, whose fingers were hidden by the sofa, groping for the wedding ring. After a while, he said in a convincing manner that he would have the brand contact Chi Liuai personally to release new styles in the next six months. He then said, "The property agreement and your enrollment certificate in the original agreement will also be processed next month."
"You're going too?"
Meng Yuzhi shook his head: "I'll wait for you at home."
Chi Liuai felt relieved. Every failure is a lesson learned. If she had gone to the American district, she would have been completely isolated and helpless, just like tonight. Hearing that Meng Yuzhi would be home, she nodded and said she had made a note of it. Fearing that Meng Yuzhi would mention her studies, she deliberately dozed off and walked into Meng Yuzhi's bedroom.
Lin Zhun, who had been listening the entire time, snorted coldly.
I don't have time to get a divorce certificate, but I have time to do other things.
Chi Liuai considered himself unlucky on this trip to Thailand.
On the last day, Chi Liuai had dinner with famous local real estate developers, including some members of the royal family. When her vanity was filled with excitement, she realized that her brother who had been following her was missing. She also unexpectedly saw Ron, who should have been arrested by the police. His hand seemed to be injured, and he dodged Chi Liuai as if he had seen a ghost.
Chi Liuai also dodged away as if she had seen a ghost, waiting outside for Meng Yuzhi to pick her up.
As the moon rose, the whimsical entertainment lingered in Chi Liuai's vanity. Meng Yuzhi's luxury car drove along the vast lawn. Everyone couldn't help but look at Chi Liuai, some even speaking Chinese. Suddenly, amid the laughter and joy, Meng Yuzhi was attacked. The ground was covered with shards of glass, shimmering in the brightly lit night. There were champagne glasses that had been dropped in fear, and there were also shattered car windows.
Chi Liuai was stunned for a few seconds, then rushed towards Meng Yuzhi against the scattered crowd.
But someone hugged her around the waist. It was her brother.
Lin Jun comforted Chi Liuai and took the initiative to check on Meng Yuzhi's condition.
Inside the car, Meng Yuzhi's gaze shifted away from the sharp corners of half the car window. Gun control was strict. It was three sharp military throwing knives that broke the car window glass, which was said to be the safest and hardest.
Meng Yuzhi calmly placed his hands on the steering wheel, playing with the only flying knife that had penetrated.
He was unharmed, but the blade had cut through his leather glove, leaving a deep wound on the back of his hand, exposing the flesh and bleeding.
Lin Zhun leaned against the car door and gave Meng Yuzhi a faint look through the window.
Neither of them spoke.
Provoked and threatened, Meng Yuzhi leisurely and elegantly cut his other intact hand with a blade.
Lin Zhun frowned slightly.
Meng Yuzhi handed the knife to Lin Zhun and returned it to him.
He said calmly, "I taught her a lesson with both of her hands."
Lin Zhun's face was suddenly filled with anger, and the knife was against Meng Yuzhi's throat, but Meng Yuzhi did not dodge.
"This is the love you have for her. I knew it was you!"
Meng Yuzhi raised his eyebrows and smiled: "This is our game. If you don't want to, why didn't Liuai tell you?"
game?
What game?!
Lin Zhun was stunned and heard hurried footsteps behind him. He let go of the knife and it slipped into the car.
The two men tacitly dismissed the surrounding security. Lin Jun blocked Chi Liuai's view, and Meng Yuzhi raised the car window.
"Are you really okay?" Chi Liuai must have been crying, her voice was trembling.
Meng Yuzhi said gently, "He's not injured. He needs to cooperate with the police investigation now. Liuai, don't worry. This is a very normal thing."
After asking repeatedly, Chi Liuai watched Meng Yuzhi leave. When the car disappeared from sight, only Chi Liuai and Lin Zhun were left on the lawn.
There was a faint smell of blood in the air, as well as a sense of emptiness and melancholy after the bustling party.
The breeze blew the hair on Chi Liuai's forehead, and her heart was in a panic.
Chi Liuai is brave, but she is the least accustomed to violence, assassination, and attacks...
The two of them walked across the lawn, and Chi Liuai's cold hand was held. She glanced sideways and saw her brother seemed to want to say something but stopped.
So I waited patiently for my brother.
After Chi Liuai learned from the call that Meng Yuzhi was fine, she was taken by Lin Zhun to a bustling night market to relax.
Traffic was jammed, and the tourists and local businesses that came one after another warmed the silent night with their enthusiasm. There were no dark streets and alleys that Chi Liuai had to pass through when she went to find her mother - they seemed to swallow her up, and everyone would wave at Chi Liuai in front of their own secret door - Chi Liuai also withdrew from luxurious social occasions, and there were no attacks here.
"It's too dangerous. Let's go back home tomorrow. Who is so bad?" Chi Liuai was very angry.
It was rare for Lin Zhun not to respond to Liu Ai.
Chi Liuai calmed his panic in the warm space created by the fireworks from the surrounding stalls, surrounded by jokes, noise and crying.
Chi Liuai felt his brother holding his hand, straightening his fingers, and Chi Liuai's palm was exposed.
She was just about to say that the pain had gone away.
But her eyes tangled with her brother's for a moment.
With a serious expression, my brother observed for a long time without saying a word.
Then, her brother asked her.
"What game is this?"
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