Nan Linyuan chased after him without hesitation.
This time, however, he pinned her down on the bed.
“No.” He emphasized, “A gentleman’s word is as good as his bond. If I say I’ll loosen the button, not a single one can be less.”
After some time, the buttons were all loosened.
Nan Linyuan finally got his wish and kissed Jin Jin's abs.
A light kiss swept across the collarbone and Adam's apple, and finally, kissed the lips again.
He brought tears to Jinjin's eyes, and also made her laugh: "Is kissing all you know how to do?"
Si Jin turned around and took the initiative: "How about I teach you what to do after the kiss?"
This time, Nan Linyuan was so red he was practically steaming hot.
It's only been the first day we've been together, isn't it too fast?
And, "I know!"
It's written in the fanfiction! Nan Linyuan has read it more than once and remembers it very clearly.
He argued, "I didn't buy... I bought something, I'll... another day."
As she spoke, she slowly reached out and hugged Si Jin, pulling her into her arms: "Let's... let's leave it at that for now."
I was so nervous that I couldn't speak properly.
… …
Two hours later, Nan Linyuan took Si Jin to the bathroom.
He washed his hands thoroughly before holding his son and putting him to sleep.
With Jinjin around, he's so happy he's almost lost his bearings. He needs to come to his senses!
Similarly, before falling asleep, Si Jin did something... small.
He remotely controlled Old Master Duan's dream.
That night, Old Master Duan dreamed that Jiang Lianru stabbed him in the abdomen with a knife.
Then, laughing, he stole all his money.
Isn't Manager Duan good at using psychology to give the old man dream suggestions?
He can too.
There's going to be a good show for him tomorrow.
Sure enough, when Manager Duan arrived with Jiang Lianru the next morning, they were chased out the door by the superstitious old man with a broom.
That identical face almost gave the old man a heart attack.
In the old house, he only managed to catch his breath thanks to nitroglycerin pills.
What's going on? Didn't the Taoist priest at Tiandao Temple say that his illegitimate son, Manager Duan, is a great lucky star?
Now, why does he feel like he's a jinx?
No! He must hurry to the Tiandao Temple and consult the master.
As evening approached, as soon as Grandpa Duan was able to get out of bed, he couldn't wait to drive to Tiandao Temple.
He recounted his dreams and recent actions.
The white-bearded Taoist priest dipped a willow twig in talismanic water and performed a series of mysterious feats.
Finally, he sighed and said, "Alas, you were harmed by evil people. You had a bad dream. That woman was clearly a lucky star who brought you wealth."
"Perhaps the jinx born in the yin month is not satisfied with being suppressed by the lucky star, so he caused you to have a bad dream, wanting you to drive away the lucky star and wanting you to die sooner!"
"Born in a yin month?" Old Master Duan sneered, "Isn't that Duan Sijin? He was born in June, a jinx!"
"All I did was ask him to give up his postdoctoral degree from Eric University to Si Li, didn't I?"
"What does he have to complain about, being a pampered young master who's never lacked anything since childhood? Si Li's life has been so difficult!"
Old Master Duan spoke so casually, as if he didn't take Eric University seriously at all.
That's the world's top performing arts academy, a degree that the original owner, Duan Sijin, had earned through over twenty years of hard study. And now she had to give it up so easily.
Not only that, he also helped spread rumors that Duan Sijin's academic credentials were fake, and he thought that Duan Sijin was petty for clarifying the rumors and was not worthy of being his descendant.
"No, I absolutely cannot let that scourge run rampant." After thinking for a long time, Old Master Duan finally came up with an idea.
With a smile, she dialed Manager Duan's number.
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