Chapter 18 Let's piss him off to death
Lin Yan found an excuse to send Su Xin away first.
Then walk across the street.
Xing Yu went forward to pick her up.
"Why are you here too?" Follower.
Xing Yu didn't answer, but opened the car door and said, "Get in."
When I got in the car, the heater inside dispelled some of the coldness from my body.
Before she could say anything, Xing Yu took out a bottle of pure milk from his pocket and handed it to her.
"Milk can dissolve capsaicin and protect the gastric mucosa."
Lin Yan retracted her fingers and raised her hand to take it.
I felt a warm touch on my palm, and it was heated.
Holding the milk tightly, Lin Yan's heart tightened as well.
She raised her eyes and asked, "How do you know I can't eat spicy food?"
Xing Yu placed one hand on the steering wheel, the bulging veins on the back of his hand showing full tension.
On the New Year's Eve dinner, he added a little chili, but she still felt it was spicy.
Of course, I can't touch chili peppers.
He leaned sideways and smiled loosely, "I guessed."
Lin Yan moved her lips but didn't say anything.
Xing Yu suddenly leaned closer, his nose brushing against her cheek, and his breath fell on her ear.
"I want to eat hot pot tonight too."
Lin Yan's ears felt itchy. She moved her neck and looked at him warily and nervously.
"Xing Yu, what are you saying again..."
While she was speaking, someone grabbed her waist and she fell into his chest.
Jianshui Qiutong was gradually swallowed up by the pair of deep dark eyes, and swallowed up the second half of her sentence along with it.
He really has a kind of handsomeness that makes it hard to look away.
While I was distracted, a deep voice sounded softly: "How about clear soup hot pot?"
I don't know if it's because the air conditioning in the car is too high or I'm too close.
In short, she's kind of hot.
"You...you let me go first."
Xing Yu tightened his arms again: "Okay? Hmm?"
Lin Yan's body was already stiff, and she was forced to nod.
Xing Yu stared at the mole at the corner of her eye, his eyes shimmering with a soft light: "My friend is such a good friend."
“…”
As the car started moving, the green belt outside the window moved backwards and flashed rapidly in her eyes.
My thoughts also began to wander.
Time and time again, she clearly resisted, but always sank into it inadvertently...
She took a deep breath.
Keep giving yourself psychological hints.
She must have never been close to a man before, and she was blinded by lust.
normal.
…
At six o'clock in the evening, Lin Yan received another photo sent by Xing Yu on WeChat.
He bought another bunch of vegetables.
It seems that he really wants to eat hot pot.
After working overtime until eight o'clock in the evening, when Lin Yan got home, Xing Yu was leaning against the door waiting for her as usual.
"Friend, I'm waiting for you to cook."
Lin Yan sighed tiredly, and suddenly felt a little regretful about why she agreed to cook for him.
You are clearly pushing yourself into the fire pit.
But when she thought about Xing Yu's injured hand for her, it was only natural.
Lin Yan went back to put her bag down and went to the opposite house.
When I entered, there was a pair of new pink slippers at the door.
After hesitating, Xing Yu said.
"I bought it for you."
"I'll just wear my old slippers." She resisted being treated like a hostess.
After changing into slippers, Lin Yan was about to take off her coat and go to the kitchen to prepare food.
Xing Yu's slurring sound interrupted her zippering.
"Are you wearing any underwear? Take it off."
“…” She has been wearing it every day since she started working.
The company turns on the heating, so I have to take off my coat.
How could it be in neutral?
Lin Yan ignored him, took off her coat and went straight into the kitchen to start working.
The kitchen was open, and Xing Yu leaned against the dining table, staring at her beautiful back.
She was wearing a beige slim-fit low-necked sweater and light blue bootcut jeans.
The soft black hair was tied loosely behind her head, revealing the slender neck line.
It’s a simple dress, but it’s like a breeze in the summer, fresh and warm.
Xing Yu watched quietly, and finally turned his gaze to the red mark on the side of her neck.
That's what he left behind last night...
The phone suddenly rang, bringing him back to his thoughts.
Lin Yan took out her cell phone from her trouser pocket and looked at the caller ID.
Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, she answered the call, pressed the hands-free button, and put the phone on the kitchen counter to continue washing vegetables.
"Hello."
"Yan Yan, it's me." Song Yanzheng's hoarse voice echoed throughout the kitchen: "Why did you block my number? Why did you delete my WeChat? What's wrong with you?"
Lin Yan was stunned at first, then put down the dish in her hand.
I was about to pick up the phone to turn off the speakerphone.
Xing Yu stretched out his slender arm, holding the phone high above his head.
His eyes darkened and a low, pure voice slipped through his ears.
"Ayan, focus."
Lin Yan narrowed her eyes and warned him with her mouth.
"Stop it!"
Song Yanzheng heard a man's voice on the phone, his usual gentle tone mixed with a hint of anger.
"Yan Yan, who's talking? Are you with Xing Yu again?"
"Brother Yan Zheng, I... um..."
Her lips were sealed, blocking the words she had yet to say.
"Cook...dish seriously," Xing Yu said softly, the last word in a very low voice.
Lin Yan knew that he did it on purpose again.
Deliberately provoking Song Yanzheng.
Deliberately make him misunderstand.
"Yan Yan!" Song Yanzheng on the other end of the phone couldn't hold back, his voice rising several degrees: "Yan Yan, say something! Are you deliberately trying to piss me off?"
She couldn't breathe, frowned and hit Xing Yu, reminding him to stop.
But Xing Yu lowered his head and slid towards her ear.
The sound was still very small, and only she could hear it.
"Friends...can we piss him off to death?"
Lin Yan was caught off guard, and the messy and passionate kiss fell again
Dangerous and trembling.
It eroded her sanity.
Xing Yu noticed her change, held her neck lightly with his palm, looked into her watery eyes, and spoke slowly.
"Ayan...cooperated very well..."
After saying that, Xing Yu hung up the phone with Song Yanzheng, picked up Lin Yan and turned to the sofa.
The Xing Yu in front of him had deep eyes, like a wolf or a tiger.
Lin Yan took a deep breath and forced herself to look straight at him.
"That's enough. No need to act anymore..."
Xing Yu stared at the red corners of her eyes: "Well, your acting is so good."
Lin Yan pursed her lips, her eyes flickering like a light bulb with bad contacts.
Even she herself couldn't believe it. She was actually a little... confused just now?
She changed the subject without showing any emotion and pushed him hard.
"Get out of the way."
Xing Yu stood still and looked at her deeply.
"I have no strength, I can't get up..."
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