Chapter 48 Chapter 48 I am the fool!
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Following the tradition of previous years (last year to be exact), I prepared packaged peace apples for everyone.
Chianti held back, muttering things like, "Who needs that?" and "Peace and safety? Tsk, do people like us need that?" with a look of utter disgust. However, as the show was over, I caught a glimpse of her walking out, unceremoniously chewing on the bright red apple, making a crunching sound.
Watching Vodka help pull down the bar's heavy metal shutter, making a clattering sound, I finally couldn't help but laugh softly. My body tilted, and I naturally leaned towards the silent and reliable man in black beside me.
I curled my lips and grumbled, "As expected, people are like their subordinates. Chianti's arrogant attitude is a bit like yours."
Just like every time I acted sweetly or said overly cheesy love words to Gin, he would always push my face away with a look of disgust and coldly say, "I'm going to throw up." But in reality, he never actually threw up once.
Gin didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, ignoring my assessment. But the moment I leaned in, he naturally shifted the cigarette between his fingers to the side away from me, avoiding the ash and sparks.
It wasn't until my paws, frozen cold in the winter night, unceremoniously reached into his open black windbreaker and tightly embraced his sturdy waist that he let out a low, mocking sneer from his throat: "Idiot."
"What's wrong with you, idiot? Aren't you just being held by an idiot like me to keep warm?" I hummed smugly, burying my face in the fabric of his chest and taking a deep sip of gin.
Oh wow, he’s not wearing a bulletproof vest, so these tight and well-defined abdominal muscles are really a blessing to me!
Gin's voice of disdain came from above his head, with a hint of barely perceptible indulgence: "Not tired of it?"
Not only did I not let go, but I rubbed against his arms even harder, like a cat that had found a source of warmth. I squinted my eyes in happiness and said in a long tone: "How can I get tired of Big Brother's abdominal muscles——"
"Brother, Yingzi, let's go!" Vodka's loud voice interrupted without warning, scaring me so much that I shuddered all over and almost reflexively wanted to jump out of his arms.
In fact, I really jumped up, and subconsciously wanted to hide to the side, as if someone's tail was stepped on.
But Gin didn't give me a chance to escape. The arm that had been hanging casually, like an iron clamp, firmly grasped my waist, holding me firmly in place.
Even his breathing rate didn't change. He just looked up at Vodka calmly and uttered a short syllable from his nose: "Hmm."
Gin was so calm that he calmed me down too.
"Yeah, why would I run? Didn't I already know that Gin wasn't hiding it from Vodka out of shame? Besides, many people in the Black Organization have already assumed that I got Gin, and Gin hasn't denied it yet."
Well, I've really gotten used to it.
Who would have thought that after returning from the United States, no, to be exact, when I was in the United States, I wanted to run away as soon as Vodka appeared, which led to me running until now without telling Vodka such a regrettable news -
His beloved elder brother, Gin, this precious grass by the nest, was eaten by me, the evil big rabbit.
I didn't chew it completely, but if I did, it still counts as chewing it.
Thinking of this, I instantly became erect again. I confidently clasped my hand, which I had just released, and even deliberately tightened it a little. I raised my chin, looked at Vodka with a smug look, and chuckled, "You never imagined it, Vodka? Your brother and I are now in that kind of relationship!"
Vodka's expression was calm, almost numb, and he nodded: "Yes, I know."
I understand. He is just used to me touching Gin and talking nonsense to Gin, and he thinks I am just being mean.
I understand it all. I understand it too well. No one understands it better than me.
I became even more embarrassed and cleared my throat and said, "It's that kind of relationship. You may not believe it, but Big Brother is in my bed every day!"
That's right, as I said this, I couldn't help but glance at Gin guiltily, afraid that he would expose me on the spot. After all, I was actually in his bed, and the two of us were just hugging each other's pillows, and nothing else happened.
Vodka remained calm and nodded: "I know."
"Oh, don't disbelieve me—what? You know?" I almost bit my tongue, my eyes widening instantly. "What do you know?"
Vodka was puzzled by my question and pushed his sunglasses: "You and Big Brother are together, I knew it a long time ago."
He didn't forget to deliver a fatal blow, his tone even a little aggrieved: "How could I not see that? Do you think I'm a fool?"
Okay, okay, Vodka is not a fool.
I am the fool!
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Vodka kept looking back, his eyes behind his sunglasses filled with worry. He looked at me curled up on the sofa and asked, "Is Yingzi really okay?"
Gin didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and only snorted from his nose: "It's okay, don't worry about her."
No, honey, something happened!
Something big is happening!
Vodka! Surprisingly! I knew it all along!
What about me hiding it from him before? What about me running off Gin like I was caught cheating the moment he showed up?
Do I like the thrill of being a thief?
Ahh ...
Ahh ...
Vodka left, but I was still sitting on the sofa, curled up with my legs hugged, my hands covering my face, wishing I could die on the spot, or even just turn into a wisp of smoke and disappear.
Now, my Kaimen Yingzi’s reputation is really gone.
I knew it, I should have known it earlier. If Vodka was a fool, how could he have survived in the Black Organization until now, let alone been Gin's top subordinate for so long. At most, his IQ is not as good as Gin and Vermouth.
Qiaodou Madai, looking at this, could it be that my IQ is even lower than vodka's?
This, this is impossible?
This horrible guess frightened me so much that my breathing suddenly stopped and my blood ran cold.
Oops, stop pretending to be a fool and become a real fool!
The sofa beside me suddenly sank, and a familiar cold air mixed with a faint smell of tobacco enveloped me.
Gin didn't even need to say anything. My body had already reacted before my brain did. I skillfully rolled into a curled-up position and rolled accurately into his arms. My arms reflexively wrapped around his neck, and I buried my burning face in his shoulder, whimpering, "Wuwaaa, big brother! I'm too embarrassed to face anyone! I don't want to live anymore!"
"Don't talk nonsense." His usual commanding tone came from above my head, and his action could even be described as roughly ruffling my hair, but the strength was just right and did not hurt me.
I sniffed, greedily absorbing his unique, reassuring scent, but the depression in my heart still bubbled up like bubbles.
I pouted unhappily, and accidentally - I swear it was really accidentally - my pouting lips brushed against Gin's Adam's apple.
What a wonderful touch!
I, I want to do it again!
Gin's body suddenly tensed, his muscles stiffening instantly. But his reaction speed was always much faster than mine, and he immediately and precisely killed my budding thoughts with his words.
"Are you feeling upset now that you found out that Vodka knew about this a long time ago?" His voice was low, with a hint of knowing mockery.
"Don't be so blunt, right? But it makes sense. Everyone thinks so, and Vodka must be following the crowd. He can't possibly discover my careful concealment, right?" I said sullenly, mentally prepared for him to mock me as an "idiot".
However, the expected words never came. Gin simply fixed his gaze on the small section of my fair neck that peeked through my long, tangled hair. His voice suddenly dropped to a low, almost coaxing tone that I had never imagined I could hear from Gin before: "You've decided not to hide this from Vodka... Have you thought it through?"
I raised my head from his shoulder in confusion and met his bottomless dark green eyes: "Think carefully about what?"
Gin just stared at me steadily, and suddenly, the corners of his lips curled up very slightly.
When Gin smiles, life and death are unpredictable. This sentence is usually used to describe when he is full of murderous intent and really angry and wants to kill someone.
At this moment, no, how can I describe this smile... The contrast is very strong, just like a fresh green sprout suddenly emerges from an ice-covered crater that has been silent for thousands of years. It is dangerous, but has a fatal attraction.
I do have some premonitions of danger, but...
Before I could realize that my life was in danger and I jumped up from his legs to run away, a big hand had already grabbed my waist irresistibly and pressed me back to my original position.
He suddenly leaned in close, resting his forehead against mine, his tall nose almost touching the tip of my nose. His dark green eyes were like the deepest whirlpool, almost sucking my soul in completely. "Haven't you been plotting all this time...to seduce me?"
I opened my mouth in shock, my mind blank: "Huh?"
Why did Gin suddenly bring this up?
Because of so many failures, I actually haven't seduced him for two days!
Oh, is he...
I understand, I understand, hehe!
Before I could even smile evilly and ask him if he was being righteous, I could provoke him with a sentence “Aren’t you incompetent?”
All the unspoken words were completely silenced by his sudden cover of lips.
He bit it lightly with unquestionable strength, even as a punishment.
His kiss came suddenly, but not violently. It was more like a long-suppressed wave finally breaking through a dam, with irresistible force, yet strangely mixed with a subtle hint of something he had tightly suppressed.
His cool fingers cupped the back of my neck, their tips entwined in my long, loose hair, a grip that held me in place. His other arm still locked around my waist, pinning me firmly to the small space between his legs.
I was dizzy from his sudden kiss, my brain completely shut down, and I could only grab his clothes in vain, my fingertips trembling slightly.
Just when I was about to drown in this lingering and powerful kiss, the tip of his tongue finally pushed open my teeth which were slightly loosened by surprise.
After all, I had kissed Gin so many times, so he gave me time to adapt. I quickly adapted to his rhythm and started to respond to him.
The air grew thin and scorching, the only sounds in my ears being our intertwined, increasingly rapid breathing and the blushing, subtle sound of water between our lips and teeth. My body had already softened into a pool of spring water, and it was only thanks to his arms around my waist and behind my neck that I kept from sliding down.
I don't know how long it was, but when I felt I was about to suffocate from lack of oxygen, he finally moved away a little.
My eyes were already blurry and out of focus, my cheeks were flushed, my lips were swollen and moist from being kissed, slightly open, breathing in small sips. My whole body seemed to have just been pulled out of the water, hanging limply on him.
Gin's breathing was a little unsteady, his chest rising and falling slightly. His dark green eyes were now as deep as the night sky before a storm, swirling with emotions I couldn't understand. A dark fire burned within them, threatening to consume me.
"Are you still going?" He lowered his voice, like a devil's whisper, "Good boy Yingzi, let me see how far you can go."
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