He Jinxing had indeed drunk a little too much tonight. He admitted that being led around the street like a pet might damage his dignity, so he hesitated for a second about this matter.

But when he walked a step slower, the next second his index finger fell into the extremely soft hand and was held in the palm, he thought to himself: Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Even if he was implicated like this, he is still He Jinxing. If anyone thinks that they can bargain more with him at the negotiation table from now on, then let them try.

So when he was led out of the bar, his seemingly expressionless face actually had a smile on the corners of his lips.

From beginning to end, the little girl leading the way in front of him didn't say another word to him, but the atmosphere surprisingly didn't seem like there was any need for chatting. Snow was falling from the sky, and the street lights in the manor were installed on the ground, with just the right amount of brightness.

The phone in his pocket vibrated. It was so late and he was afraid that something happened at the company on the other side of the Pacific Ocean. Reluctantly, the man took out the phone with his temporarily free hand and took a look at it.

【Mr. Jiang San:? 】

【HJX:? 】

【Mr. Jiang: Are you really drunk?】

He Jinxing is pretty good at typing with one hand.

[HJX: Are you sick? Can I still reply to you when I’m drunk? ]

【Master Jiang: I knew it.】

[Master Jiang San: If you are not drunk to death, think of a way to keep Gou An. Either take her back to your room, or follow her back to her room.]

He Jinxing felt that committing a crime under the influence of alcohol was not a proper behavior.

But soon, Jiang Yi sent him a video. He Jinxing found out it was a surveillance video. He clicked on it out of curiosity and took a look. His eyes, which had been relaxed, darkened slightly.

After a few seconds, he sneered disdainfully.

Gou An turned around and happened to see a mocking expression on his face.

The person who was walking and playing with his phone looked nonchalant. I don’t know who he was talking to at the moment. He walked without stopping his phone.

There was an inexplicable smile on his lips.

I don't know who he was talking to, or whether he was talking about something interesting or someone bad, but he seemed very excited.

He was very busy that night, drinking and attracting women.

Then he finally left the bar, and now he had to deal with someone who might have just added him on WeChat tonight? Gou An's mind was already filled with someone asking him if he had gone home, why he had gone home so early, and why he had been led away by someone just now...

Then He Jinxing was using sweet words to appease that person.

Suddenly, Gou An felt that he was the drunk one.

She found that she was very angry at her own imagination: she was up late at night, and she answered a phone call like a ghost and ran to pick him up. If he didn't want to leave, he didn't have to leave! If you can endure it for a while, you will be calm. If you take a step back, you will get angrier and angrier. Gou An directly threw He Jinxing's hand.

The latter's fingertips, which were originally held in the warm palm, were suddenly blown by the cold wind. He was stunned for a moment, and looked up at her with a puzzled expression.

Then I noticed that if I didn't see her for three seconds, she would become angry again.

He Jinxing: “?”

Gou An stopped and looked at him half sideways: "It's so late that you can't see the road clearly. It's snowing and the road is slippery. Don't play with your phone while walking. Finish what you are saying first."

He Jinxing pondered for three seconds and realized that this was definitely not as simple as the literal meaning. He put away his phone and said expressionlessly: "No more playing, let's go."

Gou An said "Oh" and stood there without moving.

He Jinxing stared at her and showed no intention of moving.

After a long time, she saw her lips move and glanced at him quickly, "Can you walk by yourself?"

This time He Jinxing took the initiative to step forward and put his hand into her palm. The cold wind was suddenly replaced by a soft and warm touch. He felt comfortable and at ease. At the same time, he calmly replied: "Not really."

The darkness concealed the heat rising on Gou An's face. She said "Oh" slowly, turned around and continued to walk forward holding He Jinxing's hand.

Passing a bridge, when she stepped onto it, she heard the first "pop" sound, as if something fell into the water.

The hand she was holding on the man's tightened a little because of nervousness, and her backhand was held in a soothing manner. In the darkness, she heard a steady voice behind her asking, "What's wrong?"

"What's that sound?"

"……frog."

"Don't frogs hibernate in winter?"

"I don't know." He Jinxing said, "Maybe this one won't be used."

Arriving at He Jinxing's room, Gou An sniffed, thinking that his mission was accomplished, turned around, and asked the man leaning against the wall behind him for the room card.

——When Jiang Yi came, he actually took out the room card and gave it to her, but she couldn't find a pocket on her body to put the room card in, so she finally stuffed it back into the man's down jacket.

He Jinxing looked up and down at the little girl whose face was white from the cold, feeling a little sorry for her. At the same time, he regretted his inhumanity for a second.

Finally, he fixed his eyes on her earlobe, which had turned slightly red due to the warmth of entering the room. He paused for three seconds and said calmly, "The room card seems to be missing."

Gou An stared at him in shock.

He Jinxing opened his hand generously, "If you don't believe me, feel it yourself."

Gou An didn't want to argue with the drunkard, so he really tried to touch him. What he pulled out of his pocket was only a warm cell phone. He pressed a button and the phone was turned off.

"The battery is out." He Jinxing remained calm.

It was as if he didn't know that if this was the case, now they were helpless, and couldn't even call the manor housekeeper to send the room card...

Gou An's cell phone did have battery, but she didn't know the housekeeper's phone number.

In the speechless silence, He Jinxing said: "There is an internal line in the room phone, let's go to your room first."

Rather than worrying about whether He Jinxing would go to her room to do something sinister, Gou An found that he was more concerned about what secrets were in her room.

She had just taken a shower before going out, so was the door of the closet where she hung her panties to dry closed? On the way to her room, Gou An was already worried about whether her panties would be seen. She was so worried that she forgot to be shocked when she saw someone standing at the door of her panties.

Ye Lang was waiting for her at the door of her room, holding a bag of medicine in his hand.

Gou An's first reaction was to look back at He Jinxing——

But it wasn't because she was nervous that he misunderstood or anything, it was just that they were originally just walking their own way, but when they were exiting the elevator, the man staggered for unknown reasons, so now their hands were held together again.

Looking at the expressionless, drunken face of the man behind her, if they had not been together this entire trip, he wouldn't have known Ye Lang was here in advance. She even wanted to suspect if he did it on purpose.

Gou An was pressed down by Ye Lang in the afternoon, and it was not serious, but there were still two small bruises on his shoulder and chest.

He Jinxing stared at her and took an X-ray (there was actually such a thing in the infirmary) before letting her out of the ward, so he is very emotional now. What was in Ye Lang's medicine bag?

He didn't react much, nor did he think Ye Lang was being too attentive.

Anyway, for people like Ye Lang, the medicines for bruises and injuries they have are indeed much more effective than those sold openly in pharmacies.

At this moment, I felt that person's gaze sweeping over me, and it probably stayed on the hands of the two people who appeared and held each other for a few seconds before moving away. He didn't say anything, but when his gaze fell on their clasped hands, it was obviously hotter than before.

Gou An did not let go of Hehe Jinxing immediately, nor did she hold him tighter as if stimulated by the scene in the TV series. She just tilted her head and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Ye Lang looked into those dark brown eyes, which were bright and clean without a trace of distracting thoughts. He was thinking that if it were in the past, Gou An would have rushed up like a firecracker and asked him how he had the nerve to come -

Pretend to fall off a horse accidentally, and plot against her relationship with her fiancé or something.

But she didn't seem to care about it at all. Holding hands with him seemed to be the biggest response to him...

It would be fine if she did it on purpose.

But Ye Lang knew that she was not.

About half an hour ago, he went to her door carrying a bag of medicine and knocked. After knocking for a long time, he realized that she was not there at all. He asked his men to look for her, and after a while someone told him that Gou An had gone to the bar because He Jinxing was drunk, so she went to take him away.

All the coincidences were perfectly based on the fact that she didn't even know Ye Lang would come -

So there is no such thing as acting at all.

Standing in the shadows, Ye Lang curled his lips silently, but of course he was not smiling. His gaze inevitably returned to the hands of the two people not far away -

The medicine bag in his hand made a slight sound because of his silent tightening: it seemed as if the wind and snow outside were also laughing at him. He was always one step slower than others in everything, and it seemed that it was always useless to try to remedy the situation after making seemingly wrong operations.

After a long while, it was Ye Lang himself who answered Gou An's question and broke the deadlock: "It's okay, I'm here to deliver the medicine."

He still spoke very little, his voice was hoarse, and his fair face seemed a little pale under the reflection of the snow outside the window. He bent down and put down the medicine bag in his hand.

“It works faster than the one in the pharmacy.”

He paused.

"Sorry about this afternoon."

Whether it's bumping into her or plotting against her.

Gou An smiled and said, "Have you noticed that you seem to be busy apologizing recently... I wish you were that polite when you were my bodyguard."

Ye Lang stared at her smiling face, but wanted her to stop smiling, as they were not the kind of people who could chat and laugh freely.

But, unfortunately, he didn't say a word in the end.

At this time, He Jinxing, who was standing behind Gou An, yawned, then leaned lazily against the wall, and the big hand that was originally held by Gou An held her hand in return.

He rubbed her wrist lazily, pressing his thumb against her artery as if to feel her pulse.

smooth.

It's a steady heartbeat.

Gou An looked back at him, and was dragged into his arms. The man lowered his head and touched her hair, patiently reminding her: "Password."

Ordinary guest rooms have password locks and do not require a card.

Gou An didn't know when he seemed to have gotten used to the top notes, middle notes, and the base notes mixed with the smell of alcohol that men usually used to use in cologne.

Low-key, like the gloomy and heavy clouds before the rainy day.

In his arms, she raised her eyebrows: "Anxious?"

"Well," He Jinxing sneered, "It's officially about to be done, who wouldn't be anxious?"

Calling the housekeeper to ask him to bring the room card is really a serious matter.

He Jinxing's expression was too playful, so much so that he realized after half a second that this man might be playing some kind of word game. Gou An subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the only listener in the corridor: he found that even someone as calm as Ye Lang's face stiffened at this moment.

I don’t know what he is thinking about or whether he is thinking in the wrong way.

Her guess was not wrong at all, Ye Lang was indeed thinking in the wrong direction.

And instantly it was as if someone took a needle, opened my chest, and stabbed me hard in the heart.

But he didn't say anything, he put down the medicine and said goodbye politely, he walked in the other direction of the corridor from when he came, he knew that the two people behind him were probably watching him, which made his back stiffen. But he straightened even more...

He was still wearing the formal suit he had worn in the morning, but it was so cold that even his coat was gone, leaving him in just a shirt. When he left, he even pulled up the sleeves of his shirt, because if he didn't do that to distract himself, he couldn't find any other action to ease his emotions that had been shattered into a line and could break at any time.

He heard the sound of a password being entered behind him, and it took a lot of effort for him not to turn around.

The moment Gou An opened the door, she heard He Jinxing ask behind her, "Do you want to pick up the medicine on the ground? " She turned her head and looked at the man behind her, who was so tall that he could easily support the door frame with one hand, and blinked: "It's up to you."

He Jinxing smiled at her, kicked the medicine bag away with one foot, then reached out and pushed her into the room.

He kicked the door shut with a bang.

"There was only a dim floor lamp on in the dark room. When the man's aura completely enveloped him, Gou An reacted belatedly -

What she should worry about is not the panties hanging in the closet, but the ones she is wearing.

It seemed that the terrifying atmosphere helped him think. His brain suddenly started to work better as if it had been enlightened. Gou An felt that the light of wisdom enveloped him.

"Your room card..."

"It was thrown into the water."

“…”

The man reached out and scratched her dull face, and kindly explained: "Frogs do need to hibernate."

“…”

grass.

Being pressed against the wall of the entrance hall, this familiar posture fully awakened Gou An's memory. Gou An's heartbeat began to accelerate, and the blood in his veins began to boil——

Thank God, the dim room completely hid the expression on her face.

Everything else, except the uncontrollable heartbeat, was born almost silently.

For example, fear.

shy.

There are also unknown expectations.

On weekdays, I occasionally turn on the TV and watch the local news, where a high-ranking man in a suit and tie sits in a completely serious place, accepts a completely serious interview, and speaks completely serious words from his thin lips...

Occasionally, Gou An would recall in a distracted way the disheveled shirt, wet hair, and eyes stained red with desire in the cabin in the late autumn when the moon was swaying.

He Jinxing at that time was completely different from the sanctimonious character he portrayed on TV.

Only Gou An has seen it.

Such a secret is enough for her to occasionally maintain a mysterious sense of superiority. When others sigh at the news and say "Ahhh, does this man have a human side? I'm a pervert. I have to say I really want to see him lose his composure", she can silently turn her head away, slightly raise the corners of her lips, and answer in her heart: Yes, I have seen it.

That night, it was probably inevitable that she would occasionally dream about it - the biggest thing was that he did not respect her opinion and just stay at the most polite stage that night, but barged in without caring about anything.

These messy thoughts and dreams were played repeatedly for a period of time...

The rest of the dream was filled with all kinds of strange scenes.

In one of them, it seemed that he grabbed her hand and pressed her roughly into the entrance of a dim hotel.

A hot breath with the smell of alcohol enveloped her. She turned her head and his thin lips, which were always smiling, fell unscrupulously on her neck, which was exposed to his eyes without any scruples.

——Now it’s all true.

Her coat fell to her feet, followed by the black turtleneck sweater she was wearing.

After throwing away the sweater, only a thin layer of nightgown was left. At this time, the shoulder strap of the nightgown was loose and one side slipped off...

He Jinxing suddenly remembered that when he first ran into her and He Ran arguing at the door of Gou An's house, she was also wearing a similar style of nightgown.

It was just that it was summer then, so the material should have been lighter and thinner.

The person in his arms raised his head and looked at him blankly, without saying a word of resistance. His dark brown eyes flickered, as if asking: What next? He didn't know who had drunk alcohol tonight.

Their skin rubbed against each other, the tight skin pressed against the soft skin. She was soft all over, like boneless flesh squeezed between his chest and the wall, like clay, almost deformed.

It's like the sweet fried milk that appears after you bite through the crispy outer layer.

Desserts should be white and soft.

When his hand grasped her waist, perhaps the high temperature of his palm caused her to gasp, and the skin touched by his hand tightened. She raised her hand to press his wrist, looked up and stared at him: "How did you know Ye Lang was coming?"

Hmm, can you still think? "Surveillance." He Jinxing's hand slid down, "Jiang Yifa."

Solve the case.

Now I know who he was texting with on the way back.

"The phone is out of battery?"

"I turned it off myself."

The last question is asked.

Heard a complete, improvised conspiracy.

Gou An didn't know what to say.

Their breaths collided, and he tilted his head slightly, his lips hovering above hers. Their eyes met in the darkness for a moment, and she turned her face away again.

He Jinxing paused, chuckled, and kissed her small chin indifferently.

Holding her waist, the kiss fell again, intermittently setting fire everywhere, but he was not in a hurry, and the kiss passed by her collarbone——

He picked her up.

The shoulder straps completely slipped off.

It has lost its original function of holding clothes in place.

Gou An screamed and tried to use her hands to press him down, but the sudden embrace forced her to grab his neck to avoid falling down.

The strong legs were almost roughly placed between her legs and became the only support.

One of her toes was suspended in the air, just touching the ground; the other toe was hooked around his waist, her boots had long been kicked off, and her bare foot was stepping on his waist.

With her back against the wall, her cheeks were burning hot, her mind was full of the strange posture she was in. She was completely controlled and had no room for resistance at all.

My heart was boiling with anger because of this “no room for maneuver”.

It was as if the birds singing in the treetops on a bustling summer street were now crowded upon her chest, jumping up and down, cheering and making a lot of noise.

He Jinxing knew that Gou An was also looking at him. After a moment of hesitation, her gaze became unscrupulous. At first, her hands just hugged his neck, and finally she simply fell on his back, which was tense before attacking like a beast, and rubbed it. Then her soft hands simply went around to the front.

She paused and asked surprisingly, "What's your chest size?"

He Jinxing almost laughed out loud, but had to answer her flatteringly: "Probably a little worse than you."

As he spoke, as if to prove his words, He Jinxing lowered his head and bit her, and she let out a brief low cry like a frightened little animal.

The man's overheated breath sprayed on her skin.

She felt that he was biting her in addition to the simple kiss.

Occasionally, the tip of my tongue would touch my skin, and I don’t know if it was intentional, and it would feel itchy and painful.

She tensed her neck and reflexively moved back, but was pinched on the chin and pulled back forcibly. He forced her to meet his burning gaze, and she sat on his lap.

His hand was on her waist.

His handsome face still looked indifferent and calm, but his deep black eyes showed no trace of the laziness and hazy drunkenness from a few minutes ago, and had become flammable and burning.

Staring at her, he asked a question that had appeared many times in his memories and dreams -

"Do it?"

(End of this chapter)