Chapter 40 Chapter 40 Haha, man!
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To bed or not to bed, that is the question.
Technically, this is my bed. At least according to the agreement between Gin and me, I have the right to use it. I have a legitimate reason to go to bed, and since I'm bleeding heavily, it makes even more sense for me to go back to bed.
But right now, there is a small variable that is enough to subvert everything——
Gin, lying on my bed.
And I just... uh, uh, well, what just happened was incredibly embarrassing. I never thought this would happen to Gin and me in my lifetime. No, I never thought this would happen to Gin and me in either lifetime. Seriously, if I told anyone about this, not only would no one in the Black Organization in this lifetime dare to believe it, but even the most skilled OOC writer in the other world would have difficulty conceiving such a terrifying plot, right?
Help! Just thinking about it makes my toes dig into the ground. If I keep thinking about it, I'll probably just dig a tunnel and crawl back to Tokyo.
I really don’t dare!!!
I even think that Gin is being merciful to me by asking me to wash his bathrobe, although given Gin's obsessive-compulsive personality and generosity, he would probably just throw the bathrobe away.
Oh, and there's another important reason...
Perhaps it's the feeling of being close to home that makes one feel timid? Could that be applied here? Before that strange accident, Gin...
Honestly, I don't quite understand. Does Gin's kissing me mean he likes me? Or is it just another case of him being too lazy to deny my sentimentality and just trying to suppress me?
After all, for the members of the Black Organization, talking about love is too outrageous.
This is even more outrageous for Gin, the top killer of the Black Organization.
Gin, Gin is a character that has been personally certified by 73 Laozei as someone who will not fall in love with anyone. Will he fall in love with me, a good-for-nothing who can only slack off and make trouble?
It's not that I don't feel worthy enough. I can still feel that Gin has a good impression of me. At least as a subordinate, he trusts me. At least for relieving stress, my body (?) seems to be very useful, but the main thing is...
Also, I...
"What are you daydreaming about again?" His voice broke the silence, his dark green eyes looking less cold in the warm light. "Not sleeping anymore? Not feeling uncomfortable anymore?"
To be honest, it doesn't hurt much in this state.
Oh, by the way, Gin came to my bed to accompany me because I was screaming in pain in the middle of the night. Now that I’m not in pain anymore, will he go back?
Should I honestly say that I’m not in pain anymore?
I think I should say it, so I don't have to worry about it, and Gin and I can go back to our own beds and find our own pillows, but if I really say it...
I admit that I am not a good person, and I really can't bear to do it.
Come on, that's gin.
Gin, alive and half-naked, lying on my bed!
If I continue to play the victim, I can continue to sleep in Gin's arms all night, which would be a huge profit!
If I could take out my phone and post now, I would definitely blur the identities of Gin and me and emphasize what a great handsome guy Gin is, and seriously ask netizens, should I tell this lie?
I can guarantee that the comment section will be full of support. We girls are very united in doing good things that benefit our compatriots.
But what if Gin finds out that I'm pretending?
This seems to be another exciting gamble!
I pursed my lips, and my old problem of making choices came back again.
Then, Gin spoke.
Honestly, I've noticed Gin's patience with me has been wearing thin lately. I watched as his sharp eyebrows rose slightly, his gaze fixed on me with a commanding, undeniable intensity: "Come over here?"
Look, I didn't lie. I didn't say I wasn't feeling well. It was Gin who asked me to go over there.
It’s really not my fault, it’s definitely my brother who volunteered to warm my bed!
My face immediately lit up with smiles and I happily responded, "Here I come!"
Just as I was about to run, my expression changed subtly, and I took small steps to sneak over and lay down quietly on the bed.
He was also cautious and kept a few centimeters between himself and Gin.
I turned my head and blinked twice pretending to be innocent. Seeing that he was just looking at me without saying anything, I crawled into the quilt and stuck my head out again. Then I looked at him and boldly moved towards him little by little.
It wasn't until my shoulder gently touched his warm skin that I let out an almost inaudible sigh of relief.
Feeling a little bolder, I raised my eyes, carefully observing his expression, then reached out and solemnly moved his hand, which was casually resting on his knee, to the bed, laying it flat. Then, with extra care, I rested my head on it.
After doing all this, I immediately put on the sweetest smile, quickly closed my eyes happily, and pretended that everything was natural: "Good night, big brother! Remember to turn off the lights!"
When you close your eyes and lose your vision, your sense of touch and hearing become extra sensitive.
I heard a very low chuckle from his throat, almost like an illusion.
The hand behind my head moved, not pushing away, but closing, its warm palm wrapping around the back of my head. Then, his long silver hair slid down and spread across the quilt in front of my chest.
I could feel the shadow of his body falling down. Even with my eyes closed, I could feel the weight of his gaze, so hot that my eyelashes couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Is that enough?"
Actually, it’s not enough. According to my habit, I prefer to lie on my side, holding a doll or something in my arms, and then put my legs on it.
Just like the entangled posture between Gin and I when we woke up today.
But how dare I do that now!
I moved my lips but didn't dare say anything.
Gin dares.
He lay down, his hand resting on the back of my head exerting a little pressure, and pulled my head close, pressing it firmly against his bare, warm chest. The feeling of skin against skin instantly froze me, I even forgot to breathe, and dared not speak or move, only secretly smiling inwardly.
Under his action, I completely fell into his arms. This position was surprisingly comfortable, one of my legs was pressed under his leg, and the other leg was lifted up and placed on his long legs, which indirectly satisfied my habit of liking to hold something up.
However, just when his hand was about to place on my lower abdomen as usual, I, being honest and having been frightened before, confessed honestly: "No need, it doesn't hurt that much anymore."
Gin just let out a low and sexy single note "hmm" from his throat, and then the hand changed direction. His warm and broad palm was firmly placed on my waist, and he even patted it twice with a soothing rhythm.
"Go to sleep."
To be honest, this is so affectionate... and he looks like a good father.
If we exclude the fact that Gin was actually shirtless at this moment, and I was wearing a very revealing suspender nightgown.
I can only say that the feeling of doing it through clothes and without clothes is really very different. The scorching temperature, the smooth touch, the steady heartbeat... Gin's appearance easily made me addicted to it, and I got addicted to it from then on.
Oh, no, to be exact it should be——
I choose Brother Gin's chest muscles as my antidote!
I tried to hold back, but couldn't help rubbing my face against Gin's full and soft chest.
I really can't help it! Gin should have guessed before he made this generous move that I'm not some innocent little girl who won't take advantage of an opportunity! My name is Kaimon Eiko, not Liuxia Eiko, nor Kaimon Hui, and certainly not Liuxia Hui.
When I rubbed him like that, Gin's body suddenly stiffened.
Danger, danger!
I immediately became alert and stopped my shameless actions.
Is this, is this Gin's murderous aura coming towards me?
Woo woo woo I knew it, I knew it!
I was about to quibble, about to blame Chengdu for Gin seducing me, saying I just made a woman's mistake, when I heard Gin practically gritting his teeth and speaking in a low, dangerous voice: "You are really brave."
Huh? This reaction seems...?
No, no? Could it be...?
I fell completely silent, even holding my breath, afraid that any noise would cause something to explode.
Gin's hands on my waist and the back of my head were exerting force, but Gin, the good Japanese leader, restrained himself and did not make me grimace in pain and lose control of my expression.
I didn't even have the chance to play the victim and change the subject, so there was no need to be so considerate...
I held my breath and concentrated, because the distance was too close. Although I didn't dare to put my face close to him, my already warm breath would inevitably brush against the skin on his chest.
So the pause in breathing is particularly obvious?
"Breathe." Gin's voice was a little weak. He seemed to be angry with me, but was also afraid that I would suffocate myself.
"Then, big brother, you... you," I said carefully, "do you need..."
Gin took a deep breath and then interrupted me coldly: "Shut up. It's not necessary."
I pouted in grievance: "I'm just concerned about you!"
"You? I'd rather you stop being mad at me. Go to sleep!"
"Oh." I will still be good when I need to be good. I adjusted my posture obediently and closed my eyes again.
With a "click", the light was turned off. I don't know how Gin turned off the light without moving at all. Maybe the presidential suite has its own design ideas.
However, before falling asleep completely, I couldn't help but want to ask Gin what our relationship is now.
Is it boyfriend and girlfriend in a broad sense?
Or a bed partner in the physical sense?
Although I won't lose out no matter what, and although reputation is not very important to people like us members of the Black Organization who have no morals and quality... I still really want to know.
This is related to how I brag about myself in front of others or in my heart in the future.
Hehe, I got Gin! Tremble, humans!
——Don’t worry about how it was done.
However, my instinct told me that if I asked, Gin would think I was an idiot and kill me.
So I chose the best place to enter.
I gently tugged at Gin's long hair that had fallen between my fingers, cleared my throat, and asked, "Hey, brother, do we still need to hide from Vodka?"
Yes, I chose to bully Vodka again.
It's really hard not to use Vodka as an example since he follows Gin around every day. I also really want to know whether I should continue to hide it from Vodka.
It was really scary. There were many times when if the vodka hadn't been slow-acting enough, I really wouldn't have been able to hide it!
If Vodka really finds out, Gin will blame me again!
Gin's voice was filled with sleepiness. He patted my bare back, like he was coaxing a child to sleep: "Whatever you want."
"Well, that's what you said? Then I won't continue to listen to you and hide it from Vodka."
Gin paused as he patted me, a hint of doubt in his tone: "When did I ask you to hide it from Vodka?"
I was stunned. "Didn't you think it was embarrassing to kiss me and told me not to tell anyone about it at Vodka's place? It was about our first kiss!"
Gin was silent for a long time. Just when I thought he was asleep, he suddenly sneered coldly: "So you secretly imagined so much. You said so many stupid things that day, did I nod in agreement?"
???
What does this mean?
ah? ? ?
I was completely bewildered.
Didn't Gin let me off that day because I promised not to go around telling lies? What were his exact words?
——"Sometimes I really want to pry open your mind and know what you are thinking about every day."
——“It’s not an accident.”
Wait a minute???
"This makes me look stupid," I muttered, trying to make a final effort. "Then why didn't you correct me when I was nervously making excuses at Vodka's place? Didn't you tacitly agree that I shouldn't reveal our affair at Vodka's place?"
Gin snorted coldly: "I thought you wanted to play."
"Ah—" I suddenly realized and blurted out, "So, big brother, you like to play the cheating game!"
Gin's voice froze instantly: "I'm going to vomit."
Haha, if you want to vomit, why are you still holding my waist and not letting go?
Haha, man!
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