Chapter 72 Chapter 72 It can only be ended by him
27.
Damn it! I was so close to achieving my goal. I was so close to blackmailing Lei into giving me information.
This seems to be the first time I feel that Gin's appearance is not at the right time.
Oh, of course, I didn't say it, and I swear I didn't show any complaints on my face.
The silver-haired man walked into the bar with a cold aura. His warning eyes first fell on Lei, and then moved heavily to my face.
He paused before speaking, his voice even deeper than when he'd spoken to Lei: "Come with me and open the door."
If you don’t know, you might think Gin was angry with me and just called me by my last name.
I curled my lips, waved to Lei, and hurriedly trotted to catch up with Gin's long strides.
I wore a pair of shoes with a little heel today, and the shoes made a "click" and "click" sound in the quiet corridor, so our silence along the way did not seem awkward.
Gin doesn't seem to be in a good mood, otherwise he would have slowed down and waited for me.
Damn it, who made my eldest brother angry?
——It can’t be me.
He had already messaged me saying he had a meeting today, and I forgot? No way, he was so busy last night that he didn't even come home. I was glued to my phone the entire time, so I definitely didn't miss his message.
When he reached the box, he stopped, turned sideways, and signaled with his eyes.
I honestly opened the door and asked as I did so, "Why isn't Vodka here? Did he go to pick up Chianti and the others?"
Gin didn't answer me, and I didn't take it seriously. But when I opened the door lock, my heart skipped a beat.
Why does it feel so... familiar...
Premonition!
Almost at the moment the door was opened, a hand wearing a black leather glove grabbed my wrist, and the next second, I was pulled into the dim box by an irresistible force.
...It seems like I've seen Ying return before.
But this time he didn't press me against the door and kiss me.
"Bang--!"
The heavy door slammed shut behind me with a dull thud, shutting out everything outside. Before I could even stand, the arm around my waist suddenly exerted force, and I instantly lost weight, being easily lifted onto his shoulders.
“Ouch?!”
The short exclamation was suppressed in the throat, and the field of vision was his broad back line and the silver-white hair hanging down. The tip of the nose was filled with his unique scent.
Which kind person would carry a girl like a sack?
Oh, Gin, that’s okay, he’s not a good person.
He walked a few steps to the huge leather sofa and threw me in without any buffer.
The sofa was very soft and it bounced when I sank into it. Before I could react, a huge shadow had already covered me.
Gin put one knee on the edge of the sofa and leaned over, one hand resting on the sofa back beside my ear, and with the other hand wearing a black leather glove, he lifted my chin with irresistible force.
Only a few wall lamps were on in the box, and the dim light outlined his stern facial features. His dark green eyes shone surprisingly brightly in the shadows, like a beast locking onto its prey.
What a strong feeling of oppression.
But... he's also so handsome, so handsome that it makes people weak in the knees.
My body trembled slightly uncontrollably, and I didn't know if it was because I was scared or happy, or maybe it was because his gloves were cold?
However, he didn't kiss her right away.
Gin's deep, long eyes locked onto me, patiently examining every change in my facial expression in the dim light.
Confused.
sluggish.
There is also an unconcealable, instinctive fascination with him.
He raised his lips in satisfaction, and his handsome face slowly moved closer. His hot breath brushed against my lips, with a faint bitter taste of tobacco, burning my nerves.
Oh my god, you are tempting me, right?
Yes.
I was shamefully seduced, even swallowing my saliva in a cowardly way. With his chin pinned, I stubbornly hooked my arm around his neck and leaned in for a kiss.
His grip loosened, and my jaw was temporarily free.
"Hey, brother, I missed you so much!" I rubbed my furry hair against his hard chin in a sweet and cuddly way. "We haven't seen each other for almost a day. You miss me too, right?"
Gin sneered, as if mocking my naivety and audacity. His cold leather gloves slid down the back of my neck, causing me to lift my head. He lowered his head and captured my lips.
The initial contact wasn't rough, but a slow, almost torturous rubbing. His thin lips pressed against mine, gently nudging, probing, as if tasting an appetizer, with the utmost patience yet a sense of control.
The subtle touch was more frightening than a violent storm. I had no self-control and could not help but let out a very soft whimper. My fingers curled up helplessly and grabbed the hem of his windbreaker hanging beside me.
The whimpering sound obviously pleased Gin, and his kiss suddenly deepened and became extremely aggressive. The big palm on the back of my neck applied force, forcing me to sacrifice myself to him more completely.
His tongue pried open my teeth and went straight in, plundering me madly with absolute control.
I'd initially tried to flirt with him, but his ferocious onslaught shattered it. Passively enduring, I felt the air thinning, my body limp, and I could only utter small, swallowed-up moans. All my thoughts were scrambled, leaving only the most primal sensations.
Just when I felt like I was about to suffocate, he stepped back a little, and his long silver hair fell down and tangled with my brown hair.
Our foreheads touched, our breaths blended hotly, and the air was filled with disordered gasps.
His gloved thumb was still stroking my lower lip, which was swollen from kissing, and his eyes were still frighteningly gloomy.
It's kind of like the next storm is brewing.
I thought he was going to continue, but he put his arms through my knees and back, exerted a little force, and picked me up sideways.
He sat down on the sofa, put me on his lap, and let me sit sideways in his arms.
This position made me completely enveloped by his scent, more intimate and with nowhere to escape. He put one arm around my waist, holding me in front of him.
Then……
He lowered his head slightly, bit the tip of the middle finger of the black glove with his teeth, and slowly... with an indescribable eroticism and unruliness, he took the glove off his hand bit by bit and threw it casually on the sofa beside him.
The whole time, his eyes were fixed on me, admiring my dumbfounded look.
Click.
The sound of the gloves falling on the sofa was barely audible, but it felt like a sledgehammer hitting my heart.
This, this scene was so touching that I almost fainted.
My eyes widened, my gaze fixed on his big hand that had just been freed, and then on the gloves on the sofa. My neck was as stiff as an old electric fan.
Gin snorted.
I immediately realized what was happening and buried my head in Gin's windbreaker, pressing against his chest, mumbling, "So there's no... meeting going on today, right? If you want a private date with me on the second floor... just tell me!"
Gin was still the same Gin who didn't want to pay attention to me. He didn't respond to my accusations. He just used the hand that had just taken off the gloves to stroke my back again and again. He waited until I had caught my breath before speaking: "Go ahead."
"Huh?" I was still a little confused.
"What were you talking about with Lei just now?"
His voice was very low, as if he was just asking casually.
The premise is that he didn't confine me in his arms. Using this posture of absolute control made it seem like he didn't care.
I followed suit and didn't respond to Gin. I raised my head, and looked up at him from below with my sparkling almond-shaped eyes, which were still shining with water, and a mischievous smile in them. "What's wrong? Is Big Brother jealous?"
Gin said nothing, his dark green eyes dimmed slightly, and the hand that was originally caressing my back quietly slid down and pinched my waist accurately, neither too light nor too heavy.
My body instantly went numb, and I let out the uncontrollable sweet sound that only I could make when I was having sex. My hands subconsciously grabbed Gin's shoulders, and this time I really accused him: "Brother!"
If you don't want to admit that you're jealous, just say it directly, as if there's nothing I can do to him!
Gin continued to pretend to comfort me gently, satisfied, but his tone was full of an irrefutable command: "Stay away from him."
"Ah la ah la, I know."
Even if Gin doesn't think that Rhy, who is being promoted by Rum, will replace him, he won't be happy to see his subordinates getting too close to Rhy? Not to mention, I'm not just his subordinate, right?
I didn't get any information, which was a shame, but I didn't miss the look in his eyes when he said goodbye to Lei.
From what I know about him, he will come back to me.
It’s okay, there’s plenty of time. My intuition tells me that I can find the answer from Lei.
28.
The patient hunter reaps the rewards.
Patient Yingzi...will gain intelligence.
In a truly opportune meeting at a bar, I managed to find out from Ley what the last big mission they had completed together was.
I thought that so many codenamed members were gathered together for some special mission. Those who didn't know might have thought that the movie version was being performed in advance. It turns out that it was an extremely exciting game of robbing robbing robbing.
The target of the mission was a dark organization that had been fighting the Black Organization for over twenty years. Of course, there were rival organizations of the Black Organization in Japan, but this one was unique. Even I had heard of it because it had been fighting the Black Organization for such a long time.
I can only say, no wonder this organization was not mentioned in the original plot. It turns out that it was wiped out by the Black Organization a few years before the story began.
However, if it was just a case of black-on-black, why was Gin so worried about my safety?
Lei didn't know whether he was really valued by Rum or he was doing well in the Black Organization, but they all knew that my personality was that I absolutely didn't care about the Black Organization's affairs.
"Yingzi, are you curious about that mission?" Lei leaned casually on the bar, looking at me who was also leaning on the bar, not in a proper posture.
"Yeah, because Big Brother was really worried about my safety at the time. I thought I had offended someone." I winked at him and put my index finger to my lips. "Shh, this is our secret. Don't tell anyone!"
Lei nodded thoughtfully, and surprisingly, without beating around the bush, he directly exposed my hidden thoughts: "Are you afraid that if I tell others, people will think you're starting to take an interest in the organization?"
The smile on my face instantly disappeared, and I said expressionlessly, "You're being long-winded."
He didn't stop there, but just stared at me, the emotion in his eyes deepened a little: "Yingzi, have you realized that you don't fit in here?"
Temptation, this is definitely a temptation!
I suddenly smiled and said, "You sound like you're trying to incite me to rebellion."
Then, I tilted my head, imitating Vermouth's behavior, using a deliberately sweet yet dangerous tone, narrowing my eyes and saying, "Aren't you afraid that I will complain... saying that I suspect you are a rat who sneaked in?"
The smile on Lei's face didn't change at all. On the contrary, his eyes became softer, even more amused. "In that case, I'll give you one more message to please Master Yingzi?"
I snorted seriously, refusing the sugar-coated bullet.
Then, he leaned forward, blinked his eyes, and whispered, "What?"
Lei didn't answer immediately, but put his arm around my shoulders and brought us closer in an unusually intimate manner.
He tilted his head, and his hot breath hit my ear:
"In that operation, there were two people... Gin specifically named them and said they could only be killed by him personally."
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