Chapter 41 Tired
In the living room, the marble floor was covered with a soft light spot, the tea on the table was steaming, and the light gray curtains were blown gently by the wind outside.
After seeing Jin Yi off, Han Siti went to the room to wash up. When she came out, Jin Huainian had just finished his work.
She raised her eyes and was distracted, her feet slipped, and she fell into the man's arms.
Looking at it this way, it seems a bit like throwing oneself into someone's arms.
"I didn't mean it." Han Siti denied it.
Jin Huainian lowered his eyes, staring at her eyelashes that were blinking as fast as butterfly wings, and his fat belly brushed the corner of her lips.
A faint smile appeared: "Be careful."
She stepped out of the man's arms. Her face, which had been reddened by the mist in the bathroom, had not yet faded. Her eyes were bright and clear, and the strands of hair on the back of her neck were slightly wet. Her skin was fair and beautiful.
"Why are you pretending to be pitiful again?" Jin Huainian raised his eyebrows and pinched her cheek.
Han Siti was displeased and muttered, "Who's pretending?"
"Okay, go to bed." Jin Huainian walked past her slowly and said.
Seeing him enter the bathroom, Han Siti immediately ran to the living room and sat on the sofa. Tomorrow was the weekend and she didn't want to go to bed so early.
She picked up the pillow and placed it on her legs. The TV screen flickered frequently, and she stared at it without moving an inch.
The phone on the coffee table emitted a faint light, which lasted for a few seconds before returning to a black screen.
Han Siti leaned over from the sofa and picked up his phone with skillful movements.
She often looked at Jin Huainian's phone, so she naturally knew the password.
I don’t know who sent me a text message, it’s from an unfamiliar number, and there is no note.
[I heard Qinglin say you have a girlfriend. Congratulations. I've discussed it with her and plan to return to China next month. Come to think of it, it's been almost six years since we've been together. Time flies.]
Han Siti glanced at the text message.
Jin Huainian didn't even make a note, is this relationship really good?
Han Siti put the phone back to its original place and continued watching TV.
After a while, Jin Huainian came out of the shower, his hair hanging down on his forehead in a fluffy manner, and he smelled of a cold cedar. He looked at the girl on the sofa with a moved expression.
"Aren't you going to sleep yet?" he asked.
Han Siti raised his eyes and patted the seat next to him.
When ordering others, she was a bit coquettish: "Come here for a moment."
Jin Huainian walked over with a slender expression and sat down.
"What happened again?"
Han Siti curled up lazily in his arms, breathing heavily, "Someone just sent you a message, and I accidentally saw it."
"Was it accidental or intentional?" Jin Huainian tucked her hair behind her ears, his tone smiling but without any blame.
Han Siti knelt between his legs, reached for the phone on the coffee table, and handed it to him.
"It should have been sent by your friend." She changed the subject.
Jin Huainian took a quick look and continued to hold her.
"Who is he? Aren't you going to reply to the message?" Han Siti asked him in a low voice.
"You seem to be very interested in my affairs recently." Jin Huainian raised his eyebrows.
Han Siti was wearing a thin nightgown, revealing her beautiful collarbone. She sat astride his legs, their temperatures interdependent.
"I'm just curious." Han Siti felt his breath getting closer and closer. If she moved a little, she could kiss him.
The undisguised lust in Jin Huainian's eyes, with a strong sense of aggression, made her unable to move.
"Old friend." He said, and couldn't wait to kiss her lips, his mood gloomy.
Han Siti raised her head and accepted his kiss.
"Don't..." She was tired of kissing and reached out to push the other person away.
But the strength difference between men and women was too great, and they couldn't push it open no matter what they did.
"Oh." Han Siti was a little angry.
Jin Huainian stopped when he saw this, his eyes still full of tenderness.
His voice was hoarse with dissatisfaction.
"What's wrong?" His eyes were sticky and never left her side, as if he would swallow her up in the next second if she let go.
She avoided the man's sight and moved closer to him.
She acted coquettishly: "I'm tired."
Jin Huainian nonchalantly pinched the soft flesh at the base of her thigh and chuckled, "Tired before we even start? Time to exercise."
Han Siti's eyelashes trembled: "No way."
She held Jin Huainian tightly, and the only sound in the huge living room was the TV.
After a long time, the man was about to kiss her again, but Han Siti shrank her shoulders.
"Your friend is still waiting for your reply." She said hurriedly, her thoughts in a turmoil.
Jin Huainian grabbed her wrist, his eyes deep: "Don't worry about him."
Han Siti thought of the text message. The other party said that they hadn't seen each other for almost six years. Now Jin Huainian's expression didn't seem very good, and she always felt something was wrong.
"Are you guys breaking up?" she asked carefully.
Jin Huaian looked at her and said casually, "Is he the same as you? Breaking up with others at the slightest provocation."
Han Siti curled her lips.
"He was my friend. We were playing with cars together ten years ago. We had a car accident and were rescued. The person who rescued us is now his girlfriend." Jin Huainian knew what she was thinking, so he said it directly.
Han Siti cleared her mind and asked, "Is this Qinglin the one who saved you back then?"
Jin Huainian hummed, and continued to look at her slightly swollen lips, his throat tight.
So the girlfriend mentioned in the text message was probably the one who called Jin Huainian "husband" that day and was misunderstood by her.
Although she did it on purpose.
It sounds like a story of brothers turning against each other over a woman.
"Don't let your imagination run wild." Jin Huainian said in a deep voice.
"How do you know what I'm thinking?" Han Siti's breathing was steady, but his tone was a strong rebuttal.
"Just continue without thinking."
Jin Huainian finished speaking slowly, then grabbed her waist and pressed her into his arms.
What Han Siti was about to say was swallowed up by his unexpected kiss.
Their breaths rubbed against each other, the light from the chandelier above was dazzling, the touch of their lips was soft, and she could feel the other person's restraint.
"I'm so tired, brother." She took two breaths, her eyes blurry: "Carry me back to the room."
Not only is she delicate in character, but her skin is also extremely delicate. When I just grabbed her wrist, it turned red.
Jin Huainian breathed deeply: "It's right here."
"No, I want to go back to my room." Han Siti frowned, looking like she was about to throw a tantrum.
Jin Huainian had no way to deal with her, so he lifted her up by her hips. She wrapped her slender, white legs around the man's waist, and a bright smile appeared on her face.
As soon as she got into bed, her eyelids started to droop. She was so sleepy that she rolled over and curled up in the quilt.
"I'm asleep." She only revealed a pair of bright eyes, glanced at a certain part of the man, and said with a gloating tone: "You can handle it yourself."
Jin Huainian glanced lazily, and the girl's tired eyebrows and eyes fell into his eyes, with a little red bloodshot.
"Go to sleep." He pulled the quilt and said two words lightly.
So easy to talk to today? Maybe it's because of that text message? There's no other explanation.
Han Siti fell asleep as she thought about it.
In a daze, a warm body came close to her, and the girl subconsciously leaned into his arms.
Sleeping in each other's arms.
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