What kind of men's trousers are these?

"Why?"

"…If you ask why at this time—"

"You didn't look like you were going to do this at first."

Gou An's brain was still able to think, because she felt that she could tell the atmosphere. If someone was prepared to commit a crime under the influence of alcohol from the beginning, she would have pushed him under the bridge at the first moment, letting him sink to the bottom of the lake along with his room card.

But right now, there seems to be some slight deviation in some details...

Just like the butterfly effect, one deviation leads to subsequent larger and larger gap changes, resulting in the current result.

"I tripped when I was getting out of the elevator." He Jinxing thought for a moment and said, "At that time, I wasn't that drunk."

A question mark popped up above Gou An's head. She thought he was quite drunk, otherwise why couldn't she understand what he said? He Jinxing's hand went up from her waist, and he opened his palm, but he found that his hand was big enough, and he couldn't easily grasp all the delicate details.

He sighed in his heart, and his brain short-circuited for three seconds.

Three seconds later, he came back to his senses and asked openly under Gou An's speechless gaze: "Where were we talking about?"

Gou An pulled his hand away with a dark face.

He Jinxing held her paw with his backhand, rubbed it against her face, and kissed the tip of her nose, "Oh, I remember now. What I thought about was that I was not that drunk but I had to pretend to be drunk, and I had to hold your hand. No matter what, I had to appear in front of Ye Lang with a clear attitude that I owned you——"

He said slowly, "This is not like me."

He said that he had to use tricks to hold her hand, but now that he could hold her hand without restraint, he let her go.

Hands have other uses, too.

For example, he put it back to its original position and even squeezed it wantonly.

Two strands of Gou An's hair stood up.

The man's actions were bad, but his voice was lazy. "At that moment, I realized that my abnormal behavior was because I still cared about Ye Lang."

“…Hmm?”

Gou An couldn't bear it any longer and uttered a muffled groan from his nose. It might be a question, or it might be that he couldn't stand him stirring up trouble everywhere.

With the dim light from the floor lamp and the reflection of the snow outside the window, one could vaguely see the man's indifferent expression...

If it weren't for the fact that the place where he was touching her was burning hot.

"An An, it's like you would be unhappy because that unknown Miss Wang asked me if I was okay."

The man's big hand held her jaw and turned her face around. When she stared at him with misty eyes and tried to blink, he kissed her fluttering eyelashes...

"It happens because even if the engagement ring is always there, we still don't feel safe."

When the snowflakes hit the window frame, they make a slight sound.

"Every day, we are wary of each other, jealous of each other, and there is chaos."

In the warm room, the heating was turned on very high and the man's voice was accompanied by a sigh.

"And I'm tired of this."

How to describe the current situation caused by the butterfly effect?

If Gou An didn't wear a turtleneck sweater to cover himself tightly tomorrow, she had no doubt that Gou Yu would jump into the lake.

He Jinxing must have done it on purpose. His ability to cling to others was so passionate that it was inconsistent with his personality. Gou An couldn't stop trembling under his hands, as if he was high in the clouds, shrouded by layers of overly hot mist, and couldn't think at all.

At this time, with sincere frankness, naivety and scheming, I attribute everything to the problem of "security" -

He is He Jinxing, and it seemed that Jiang Cheng had been under his nose since the second he got off the plane after returning home. But at this moment, he smiled and told her in the room where there was no third person: In fact, even He Jinxing would feel insecure occasionally.

This statement is too foul.

The smell of fraud is strong.

But Gou An believed it, his head was buzzing, and he was completely convinced by what he said.

The man stopped talking and leaned close to her ear, asking her a little aggrievedly if this answer was acceptable...

She put her arms around his neck again and pulled him down hard.

I thought about how Ye Lang used to scold him for "talking too much nonsense", and he was indeed not wrong. This person doesn't talk much at ordinary times, but at critical moments, he always says a word or two that makes people angry.

“Fail.”

"Um?"

"You go now."

When she opened her mouth, she realized her voice was too hoarse.

"The door is there, and I didn't lock it."

In the darkness, the pair of dark brown eyes stared at him intently. Because they were too bright, they seemed to have turned into amber, just like a cat locking onto a bird outside the bushes.

She said to chase him away, but she had no intention of loosening her hand that was holding his neck.

When he lowered his head and bit her, she tilted her neck back and sighed, increasing the strength of the hand holding the back of his neck and at the same time pressing herself closer to him.

The wild cat hurriedly caught the bird, thinking it would have a sumptuous meal, but in the end it discovered that it was just a sacrifice to the giant python lurking in the tree.

——A good show.

Her impatience made her unable to control the strength in her hands. She tried her best to press the person attached to her body towards herself, without any idea or strategy, just following her instinct.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of the fair and delicate skin.

Snow was falling silently outside the window in the cold winter. He Jinxing took the slightly salty sweat beads into his lips without any hesitation, as if he was tasting the scent of shower gel.

"Did you take a shower before coming here?"

He asked her.

Gou An grabbed the shortest part of his hair at the back of his neck and his breathing became heavy.

The man smiled, his eyes slightly curved, and praised her: "So good."

——Have you said enough? Her face was already abnormally red, and the strength of her hands increased. She pulled his short hair without caring whether it hurt or not... Perhaps her movements were too rough, and her silent temper was perfectly conveyed to the person hugging her. The man laughed from the bottom of his throat and picked her up.

The feeling of the tense muscles under her buttocks disappeared, and she rose into the air and sat easily on the man's arms.

This position made her scream, and her chest was pressed against his ear.

It gave her goosebumps.

Before she could curse, the man seemed to realize this. He tilted his face slightly and kissed her hard on the skin that had already been marked by many marks.

Probably intentionally, the sound is loud.

It's suffocating.

Pushing his head in vain is useless, now I really want him to get out -

This hooligan!

Gou An fell on the bed with her back surrounded by her own scent, and only then did she vaguely realize that this seemed to be her room.

However, when her uncovered back touched the familiar sheets again, she rubbed them uneasily, even though an hour ago she had rolled around on them in pajamas that she thought were very close-fitting.

But at least there is a layer of cloth separating them.

Now she had no idea where that layer of cloth had gone. In the dim light of the room, she could feel He Jinxing looking down at her—

This made her feel so nervous that she didn't know where to look. Then she realized it belatedly and felt a little regretful. She reached out and grabbed the pillow to cover her face. She should have worn a nicer pair of panties.

Zhou Yutong came to her room before and accidentally saw the underwear she threw in the suitcase. The unremarkable style made the young girl, who had just become an adult, pick it up and ask her: What kind of men's underwear is this?

This joke eventually became widely circulated in the Qianjintuan group.

Now she seemed to be wearing the one that was ridiculed the most.

“Ahhh!” Gou An’s idol image suddenly came up, and he pressed the pillow on his face tightly, “Forget it, let’s do it another day—”

never mind?

Who cares about you at this time?

Gou An probably forgot that she was already the fish on the chopping board. From the moment she pressed He Jinxing's head against her chest to urge him to do more, the arrow had already been shot and there was no turning back.

"What's wrong?"

"Why don't you look at it?" He Jinxing talked to her patiently. "Isn't it uncomfortable to cover it?"

"...Don't bother me." She began to talk nonsense, "Just do your thing."

He Jinxing seemed particularly obedient at this time. Hearing this, he really stopped talking to her and busy himself -

Then Gou An felt her legs being pulled apart, and the hot big hand pinched her ankle with a sense of inexplicable reluctance to let go. It lingered on her ankle for a moment before moving away.

She stepped on He Jinxing's waist again.

The tight, stretched skin felt so good to the touch that she couldn't help but rub it with her heels in an exploratory manner.

It was because her feet were too tender that she could easily find the small mole on her heel that had shocked everyone in public.

A sense of security? Gou An raised his lips silently and rubbed them twice more greedily.

This action didn't last long. As he leaned back, her heels quickly slid from his waist to his broad back.

The man in front was not at all restless. His overheated breath was very present and sprayed on her skin inch by inch as he retreated.

When he was bitten by the warm lips and tongue, Gou An collapsed directly. This was simply too much.

The night is deep.

The snow outside the window kept falling, and the ice and snow were completely at odds with the gradually rising temperature inside the room.

I don’t know what time it is anymore. Time seems to have lost its objective meaning. Every minute and every second may become extremely long, or may be defined as a moment at any time.

The bed sheets were so messy that they were unbearable to look at.

——When the cleaning lady comes to clean the room tomorrow, you must leave the scene even if you have to crawl.

Gou An thought in a daze, and used the tip of his tongue to spit out a strand of hair that fell into his lips. The next second, he bit his hair again because of the brutal force of suffocation.

My neck, back and shoulders, there was no part of my body that could be seen by others tomorrow. A thin layer of sweat covered my body. I was unable to resist and my whole body was numb.

The palm of the big hand holding her waist was also full of sweat and so slippery that she seemed to want to slip out of his palm every time.

Her mind was in a daze. When the man pulled her hand like a dog and brought her wrist to his lips, she struggled weakly, "Can you leave a piece of good skin?"

Her voice was horribly hoarse, and her weak voice was clearly speechless and angry. When she spoke, she even sounded like she was being coquettish.

So there was no need for He Jinxing to laugh at her, she just shut her mouth first.

Fortunately, the man was not completely heartless. After being protested, he stopped biting her and kissed her wrist gently. Then he slowly pressed her hand above her head.

A few short hours were enough to accumulate rich experience. Gou An fully realized what this action meant. She let out a fearful "gurgle" from her throat...

Once again, I hated myself for not screaming, jumping up and kicking the man out when I was pinned down at the entrance just after midnight. I was obsessed and blinded by greed.

When daybreak came, Gou An thought he was dead.

When she finally fell onto the pillow, it was probably not sleepiness but pure unconsciousness.

Now she opened her eyes dazedly, still vaguely suspecting that everything that happened last night was just a beautiful dream that unfortunately turned into a nightmare.

When she turned over, the pain as if her whole body was being torn apart made her make an embarrassing sound.

There was a man clinging closely to her back, his oversized body completely enveloping her in his arms. He probably tilted his head with his face buried in the crook of her neck, his steady breathing and soft hair gently brushing against the back of her neck.

After a night of exposure, she was so familiar with this kind of masculine smell that she could not tell the difference from the strange vigilance. All she could think about was "the quilt is too thick, the heating is too strong, I am so hot"...

Subconsciously, she wanted to get away from the scorching heat behind her. She frowned, raised her sore arms, and pushed away the arm that was across her waist.

The person behind him was pushed back in his sleep and uttered a vague "hmm". Like a well-fed large cat, he yawned lazily, then tightened his arms and pulled Gou An, who had just crawled away a little, back into his arms.

The hand on her waist moved down habitually——

Gou An's mind was a mess at the moment, and he reflexively pressed the man's hand: "What are you doing? I still want to sleep."

"Huh? I didn't say I wouldn't let you sleep."

He Jinxing's voice sounded, "Don't move, just sleep like this."

It's as if it was her fault.

Gou An simply turned over in his arms, and the two of them, who were originally in a position with their backs against each other, now faced each other.

A soft and warm breath spread over the tip of his nose, and the man who had originally closed his eyes half opened them.

The distance was so close that I probably wouldn't have thought of this a day ago.

Done.

All over my body, every pore screaming crazily; my aching limbs; my legs that felt like they were broken; my messy clothes on the bed; the countless dead bags of my descendants in the trash can...

They are all reminding her that she really did it.

Gou An's scalp tingled with hindsight, and he was very good at brainwashing himself and felt his own greatness -

The man in front of me is a model of abstinence, the king of Jiangcheng, and the unshakable male protagonist of the original novel...

She fell asleep.

The hand on her waist was still rubbing her sore muscles tenderly and closely. He seemed to find her confused look very interesting. Even though he was also very sleepy, he still pulled her in front of him and kissed the corners of her still red eyes.

"Not sleepy?"

After being satisfied, the man's voice is too sexy.

Seeing her looking up at him obediently, it was hard not to know what she was thinking about.

His lips moved down to the tip of her nose.

"Not full?"

Her face was visibly red, but she was really exhausted and didn't have the energy to refute him or argue with him.

She just raised her hand and patted his shoulder without any offensive power, and then her fingertips inevitably touched the bumps...

oh.

The teeth marks left by her in anger.

Her hand retracted as if burned, and her head burrowed between the quilt and his arms like a gopher. In the end, those thin lips did not fall on hers. The man paused, chuckled, and kissed her forehead tolerantly.

He curled his fingers and gently scraped her soft jawline.

"This night was quite rewarding."

Gou An, whose face was itchy from him, moved and made a confused "hmm" sound.

"At least An An is greedy for my body."

“…”

I don't admit it.

Gou An was thinking about how to make an excuse when he heard He Jinxing say with a smile, "That's good. You don't want money, and you don't seem to be that interested in material things... Otherwise, I really don't know what to give you."

Gou An paused, not quite understanding what this meant.

She just said "oh" perfunctorily for a long time, and squeezed her head into the crook of his neck, finding a more comfortable position. She also yawned, and thought dazedly -

It happened last night, but still no kissing.

Dating, holding hands, kissing, going to bed, getting engaged, this is the normal order for people.

She seemed to be the other way around.

So strange.

But, never mind.

She was too tired to think too much and fell into a second sleep.

It snowed outside the window all night.

The density of the falling snowflakes did not decrease at all, and they were still as overwhelming as before, and there was even a trend of developing into heavy snowfall...

It looks like another day without sunshine.

(End of this chapter)