He Jing immediately regretted it; she was just joking, but this little brat in front of her was serious.
He Jing quickly released her grip on his collar and raised her hands in surrender: "I think I'm a little hungry, how about..."
Yan Hanxi unbuttoned his shirt with one hand, revealing a large expanse of pale, jade-like skin. His collarbone accentuated his beautiful bone structure, and his well-defined muscles and firm abs looked as if they had been sculpted. Every part of his body was captivating, and his perfect inverted triangle physique was even more alluring.
He asked in a low voice, "Sister, can I touch it? If I don't touch it now, I might not have another chance later."
He Jing's cheeks flushed red, and she poked Yan Hanxi's abs with trembling fingers, saying with her head down, "Yan Hanxi, I'm so flustered."
Yan Hanxi lifted her chin with his slender fingers, gently kissed her, took one of her wrists and placed it on his shoulder, supported her waist with one hand, and intertwined his fingers with hers with the other.
At first, the kiss was intermittent, gentle, and slow, carefully disarming He Jing's defenses.
Later, the kisses became increasingly rapid and deep, like a storm, leaving He Jing completely disoriented.
He Jing had forgotten how that hand had captured the white rabbit in the snowy forest. She only knew that the boy from the past had indeed grown into a mature adult, and she was powerless to resist his control.
The man's eyes were deep, his slow, unhurried expression concealing a fierce emotion that threatened to tear someone apart, his hoarse voice laced with laughter.
Then, her delicate, crimson lips captured a touch of exquisite cherry blossom red, and she asked, "Do you like it, sister?"
He Jing's eyes were red and misty as she looked at him, then hugged him tightly.
The man affectionately patted her head.
...
The feast that should be enjoyed is indispensable, and desserts that shouldn't be included are also served to finish the meal.
Yan Hanxi, now dressed impeccably, glanced at He Jing, whose cheeks were still flushed, and smiled smugly as he put on his watch.
He looked at He Jing, who was getting dressed with her back to him, and went over to help her fasten the buttons on her bra.
After finishing tidying up, He Jing turned around expressionlessly: "What time is the premiere of 'Qiong Xin'?"
"8 o'clock." Yan Hanxi took her hand and kissed her fingertips. "If it doesn't look good, let's go back early."
He Jing glanced at him, pulled her finger away, and said, "It's my post-coital period now, let me calm down."
"Where do girls get their 'post-coital slump'?"
"If I say it exists, then it exists."
Yan Hanxi looked at him with a mixture of doting and helplessness: "But we didn't do it."
"Shut up," He Jing retorted. "Rounding it off means it's already been done."
Yan Hanxi could only smile. He thought he might have bullied the person too badly, but what carnivore always eats vegetables?
...
When they arrived at the premiere of "Qiong Xin", the venue was filled with big names, and everyone was extremely excited about the film.
To avoid leaking the film's source material, everyone present today is a prominent figure and an insider related to the film. Yan Hanxi and He Jing are seated in the first row.
By this time, He Jing had calmed down and turned to ask Yan Hanxi, "Will my brother come?"
"No," Yan Hanxi said. "My elder brother has taken on a new project and is currently very busy."
However, He Chen might come. Literature and film are inseparable, and his novel "Day and Night" is still missing a male lead.
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