Chapter 2 A strange, inexplicable craving rose from every corner of my body...
Su Jinmu hadn't paid much attention to Li Xin's tricks before. When she pierced her own palm and twisted her ankle, there was at least a meter or two between her and Li Xin.
After the abduction, they lured people over and claimed it was Li Xin who did it—a blatant frame-up.
This is truly the first time I've been this close to the main character.
Su Jinmu smiled faintly, using her umbrella to block the view that the villa might be looking over, and met Li Xin's dark eyes.
The rain was heavy and the sky was dark. The raindrops that remained on the protagonist's face traced his jawline, rolled over his Adam's apple, and disappeared into his dark collar. He looked quite handsome.
But as cannon fodder, it feels even better to look down on the protagonist at this moment.
Su Jinmu curved her lips into a smile, blinked her eyelashes apologetically, and spoke softly and gently.
"I'm sorry."
Please forget for a moment.
He raised his hand and, in an instant, did exactly what he was doing, using his waist to forcefully smash his arm down on the boy's head!
Su Jinmu's strength was terrifying. Li Xin reacted quickly, gripping the umbrella ribs and being forced to deflect the force forward, pulling it downwards.
The boy had deep-set eyes, a cold expression, and eerily dark pupils. He slightly raised his eyes.
A strong resistance came, and Su Jinmu did not expect that he would not be afraid at all after being hungry and soaked in the rain for so long. The umbrella handle rubbed against his palm and became red and swollen, and extreme pain attacked his nerves.
"Hmm."
Caught off guard, Su Jinmu was pulled down and flipped over the kneeling boy's shoulder in an over-the-shoulder throw, crashing into the wet, muddy flowerbed with a groan of pain.
"Li Xin!"
The open umbrella fell to the ground, obscuring their figures. Su Jinmu collapsed into the rain, her wrists gripped tightly by cold, hard fingers and pressed against her head.
Glancing at the situation out of the corner of her eye, Su Jinmu's eyes immediately reddened, looking like a pitiful victim accusing someone first, "What are you doing?"
Li Xin pressed down on his wrist with one hand and held down the young master's struggling waist with the other.
The hem of his clothes rolled up, and rainwater mixed with mud splattered onto the young master's tender neck and waist, like dark bloodstains, eerily black.
Li Xin's eyes slowly darted around, a half-smile playing on his lips. "Shouldn't I be asking that, young master? What are you up to now?"
"Kill him to silence him?"
His smile was faint and ambiguous. "Why is the young master suddenly in such a hurry to silence me?"
"..." Su Jinmu was being controlled by others, and rain kept pouring down on the back of her neck and waist. She felt wronged and turned the tables on them.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I came to bring you an umbrella. I even apologized to you for getting wet in the rain. Instead of taking the umbrella properly, you pushed me to the ground."
Li Xin coldly sneered, his fingertips brushing away the floral mud on his waist, his gaze scraping over the flesh inch by inch.
"Really? What a kind young master. I'm so touched."
The main character is so damp and gloomy, take your hand away.
Su Jinmu couldn't help but struggle in the rain, her cool, smooth waist scraping heavily against his rough palms.
Like a snake.
Li Xin's gaze lingered on him.
"Young Master—"
The shouts came from afar, and the butler, holding an umbrella, hurried closer.
Su Jinmu came down to deliver the umbrella and stayed for a long time. It was dark and she couldn't see the garden clearly, so the butler waited for a while before coming over to look for her.
"Young Master, don't delay any longer, it's time to practice your painting." He walked closer and suddenly saw his young master lying on the ground, with Li Xin right next to him. He went over to help him up.
Li Xin let go of Su Jinmu's hand when the butler approached, no longer holding her tightly, but Tao Bo still glared at him immediately because of his many "misdeeds".
Li Xin coldly curled the corners of his mouth, turned around and left without caring at all.
.
Su Jinmu returned to the villa, took a quick shower to wash away the mud, finished her long Chinese painting class from 6 pm to 10 pm, and then walked towards the bedroom at the end of the classroom.
The Su family villa was extremely large. The servants lived on the first floor, the parents and the eldest brother lived on the second floor, and the entire third floor was assigned to Su Jinmu.
Apart from his bedroom and an indoor greenhouse, all the other rooms were converted into different classrooms by his parents so that he could take various courses without leaving the house.
When evening came, the course instructors and cleaning staff left, leaving him as the only living person on the entire floor.
That's why Li Xin chose to enter the villa through the third-floor window a month ago.
Su Jinmu returned to the bedroom, which was spacious and clean, with a north-south orientation and a soft, off-white color scheme. A pure white shag carpet was laid out, and flower branches with water droplets bloomed quietly in a porcelain vase in the corner.
It's very heartwarming.
But Su Jinmu didn't like it.
The carpets and floral arrangements needed to be cleaned and replaced daily; there was no room for any secrets in his room.
Su Jinmu glanced at the windowsill where Li Xin had climbed in, then looked at the whip mark on her right palm. It had begun to change color, turning from red and swollen to purplish-red. After applying the medicine, it turned red again, like a multicolored steamed bun.
I'm so hungry.
I was in pain and hungry.
Su Jinmu stared at his palm. He hadn't eaten a single thing since noon and had even been beaten. How could it not be Li Xin's fault?
He smiled and, after washing up, applied face cream, hand cream, body lotion, and foot cream in that order.
He casually grabbed a bunny pajama from the closet, put it on, picked something up from the shelf, stuffed it into his pocket, and leisurely went downstairs.
It was already 11 p.m., and most people in the Su family villa had gone back to their rooms to prepare for bed. Occasionally, a few people would run into the young master and greet him warmly.
Su Jinmu nodded to each of them, her tone caring, "It's late, go back and rest, don't tire yourself out."
The servants praised him excitedly, "Young Master is so good to us servants."
"There is no one more soft-hearted than the young master."
"No wonder the master and mistress dote on the young master so much."
Su Jinmu listened with pleasure, her expression becoming even more amiable.
He likes to be praised.
The more people praise him, the happier his parents are.
He went straight to the kitchen on the first floor, where an aunt was tidying up. The whole kitchen was filled with the aroma of crispy pastries. When she saw him, she asked in surprise, "Young Master, what brings you here?"
Su Jinmu took a deep breath with a slight movement, but her stomach clenched even more violently.
"The rain came suddenly today, and many people got caught in it. I wonder if anyone has gotten sick. I'm just asking to know if everyone had a good dinner tonight."
The servants in the Su family eat very casually; they can eat together in groups or take a portion back to their room to eat by themselves.
The aunt understood and smiled kindly, "Young Master is too considerate of us. Everyone has eaten except Li Xin, who usually eats very little."
Su Jinmu nodded.
It seems the novel was true; Li Xin has a mild anorexia and hardly eats anything. He only occasionally comes to the kitchen to get food so as not to seem too strange.
Su Jinmu smiled, her beautiful eyes and gentle voice saying, "He got caught in the rain, he can't go without eating. Give me some food if you have any, I'll take it to him."
"This..." The aunt hesitated. She knew the young master was kind-hearted, but...
She paused for a moment, met the clear gaze nearby, and, with little resistance, turned around and took out a plate of soft cakes. "Young Master, you can give them to Li Xin, but please don't eat them yourself."
The aunt looked around and whispered, "Madam only lets you eat two meals a day, and doesn't allow you to eat anything at night."
"I know." Su Jinmu nodded obediently, picked up the plate, and turned to leave.
Most of the people in the villa have gone back to their rooms, and he just persuaded almost everyone who hadn't gone back to their rooms to do so as well. There aren't many people around now.
Su Jinmu carried the fragrant soft cake out of the kitchen and picked up a piece without hesitation, putting it into her mouth.
The texture was soft and fluffy, and the flavor was savory and delicious. After eating three pieces in a row, my hungry stomach was finally soothed.
For Li Xin?
The protagonist has plenty to eat and drink, so why is he suffering from anorexia? The villain can't even get to eat properly.
Why should I give it to him?
Su Jinmu was enjoying her meal in a corner when several footsteps approached from the other side of the corner, accompanied by low gossip.
"I just ran into the young master. He's such a nice guy. He told me to get some rest."
"What's the use of being so good? She's just a pretty face. In the end, all the family property will belong to the eldest son, and he won't get a single penny."
"It's strange, how come the eldest young master can stay in the company and be a big boss, while the young master has to learn painting and flower arranging every day, and he gets beaten all the time, as if he's not their biological son."
"I don't know."
As the footsteps faded into the distance, Su Jinmu slowed her chewing. Her throat was terribly dry. She lowered her eyes and slowly took another bite.
Because he is indeed not their biological son.
He already knew.
In the early hours of the morning, almost everyone in the Su family villa was asleep.
Su Jinmu walked to a corner on the first floor and looked at the dark and old room door in front of her.
Li Xin was not well-liked, and his room was in a bad location, right next to the storage room, with no one around.
Su Jinmu walked to the door, made sure there was no movement inside, picked up a plain-looking wire, and inserted it into the keyhole.
"Clang—"
With a soft sound, the door opened.
It was pitch black inside, with only faint, almost inaudible breathing echoing in the small room.
Oh wow~
A surge of excitement welled up in Su Jinmu's heart. She put away the wire, grabbed the rabbit ears on her pajamas, and wiggled her round little tail behind her. She looked like a cute and innocent little rabbit as she carried the plate inside.
The door was closed, and in the pitch-black night, a square bed was placed by the window, with a long, bulging quilt on it, and a blurry figure.
Su Jinmu quietly approached, leaned closer, and slowly reached her hand into the blankets. The blankets were soft, but the inside was strangely cold.
A sudden gust of hot, humid air swept towards the side of my neck.
"Young Master."
A deep voice sounded softly behind my ear, accompanied by a slightly damp scent, with a half-smile, "Looking for me?"
"!" Su Jinmu was startled and her body tensed up. Her hand trembled uncontrollably. She raised her eyebrows and her first reaction was not nervousness but excitement. She turned around.
The lights suddenly came on, and in the dim light, the boy looked like he had just taken a shower, his body still damp, and he stood behind her wearing only a towel.
Bare-chested, his pale abs were beautiful and glossy, with slightly protruding veins that rose and fell with his breath, looking very nice to touch.
Su Jinmu glanced over him, grinned, and shook her rabbit ears to greet him, "Good evening."
Li Xin looked at him, his dark eyes scrutinizing him, indifferent and nonchalant, without responding, "Young Master, you seem to be in a great hurry today."
The boy had a striking face, with pale skin, scarlet lips, and a pair of dark eyes.
He always appeared aloof and composed in public, speaking slowly and deliberately in a deep, husky voice, like a very polite ghost, with a slight smile.
"What, are you so sure I won't have another chance to expose your secret?"
……ha.
The other person's voice was calm and unhurried. Su Jinmu smiled brightly, her eyebrows and eyes charming, her beautiful eyes looking at him sincerely and with watery eyes, "You're so smart, let me give you a gift."
He got straight to the point, raising one hand in a feint to distract the boy without warning, while pulling a short, black stick from his pocket with the other, pressing it against the boy's waist and abdomen, and activating the switch.
"Sizzle—"
A tingling electric shock rang out instantly, and the boy's body stiffened instantly. The next second, he fell straight onto the bed, bounced dully, and his waist and abdominal muscles, wet with water, showed a crimson circle that radiated outward from the electric shock.
Su Jinmu smiled with satisfaction and weighed the stun gun in her hand.
Li Xin's expression finally changed. His face was pale, his brows furrowed, his eyes dark, and his lips curved into a cold smile. "What, you're going to do it yourself now? Not pretending to be obedient anymore?"
Su Jinmu looked around the room and quickly spotted a white coat draped over the back of a chair by the table. She smiled and said dismissively, "Guess what it is."
Turning back, he raised his hand and touched the boy's firm abs, which felt slightly hot from the electric shock. They were bouncy and firm, and he praised with an even bigger smile, "Nice body."
He had just tried to touch it.
He planned to casually wrap the protagonist up and send him straight to a mental hospital for electroshock therapy with a hood over his head. Su Jinmu smiled gently, and under Li Xin's cold gaze, she casually pulled the towel that was in the way of his waist—
Wow, that's huge.
Young Master Su's beautiful eyes widened slightly.
No wonder everyone says that the protagonists in novels are getting caught up in the competition these days, tsk tsk.
Su Jinmu glanced upwards at Li Xin's expression. The boy lay naked on the bed, showing no embarrassment whatsoever, watching his movements with a leisurely air.
As expected of the protagonist, he has a great mental fortitude.
Su Jinmu raised an eyebrow, grabbed her coat from the back of the chair, and in her quick movement, something on the table fell down, clattering and scattering all over the floor.
He turned his head to look and saw a bottle of glucose solution, several erasers and marking pens, plus a palm-sized white laminated card with several bold words on it—
The third mock college entrance examination in the province.
The date is April 30th, the day after tomorrow.
Li Xin, a student from Class 1, Grade 12.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu: "...???" Huh? Huh? ?
The protagonist is a senior in high school?
High school student?
Su Jinmu's expression went completely blank for a second. She blinked and slowly turned her head back to look at Li Xin.
The boy lay casually on the bed, his expression indifferent. He was tall and lean, with clearly defined muscles that felt smooth to the touch. Seeing the boy's stunned expression, the boy slightly curled his lips and asked, "What's wrong?"
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu picked up a bath towel from the side, turned her head, and temporarily covered Li Xin's lower body with it.
Li Xin watched calmly, a hint of a half-smile flickering in his dark eyes.
Su Jinmu quickly checked her ID number. Thankfully, she was an adult.
He was busy checking his age when a shadow suddenly loomed over him. Li Xin quietly recovered and stood in his shadow, close to the back of his neck, his aura chilling.
"I won't reveal your secret, young master, why are you treating me like this?"
A surge of air rushed in, and a hand suddenly reached for the stun gun in his hand.
Su Jinmu smirked, expressionless, and raised the stun gun, then raised it higher, passing it over his waist and abdomen and aiming it at his chest, delivering several blows in quick succession.
Li Xin's pale face contorted for a moment, his fingertips twitched, and his tall body lost its support, uncontrollably tilting towards Su Jinmu.
The boy was completely naked, and even in the warm light, he had a cold, almost inhuman appearance, with a towel loosely wrapped around his waist.
The protagonist of the novel is quite virtuous; he even remembers not to run naked before the sneak attack.
...It could also be because they are young and easily embarrassed.
Su Jinmu turned on the stun gun and pushed the person away. In a flash, Li Xin grabbed his clothes, leaned in forcefully, and slammed his head into Su Jinmu's neck.
The electric current from the stun gun traveled along the boy's body, trickling into his collarbone. Su Jinmu's hand trembled, and a low, grating laugh, like that of a demon, suddenly rang in her ears. A deep voice asked, "Is it good?"
Su Jinmu: "..."
Damn it, what a load of rubbish.
Li Xin clutched the rabbit ears on the young master's clothes, his nose pressed against a patch of delicate neck skin, the electric current still tingling, his breathing heavy.
Suddenly, I caught a faint, sweet scent.
Like honey, it is clear, ethereal, and indescribably sweet.
...It smells so good.
Li Xin's pupils dilated slightly, and he unconsciously sniffed the air. His knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white, and his long-empty stomach clenched and twisted, threatening to pull him closer and closer.
It smells so good.
An inexplicable longing rose from every corner of my body.
Okay, I'm hungry.
As if possessed, Li Xin uncontrollably moved closer to that part of the neck, his nose lightly brushing against it, his Adam's apple bobbing uncontrollably, and his teeth clenched.
"Hmm!"
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