Chapter 8 Be My Lover
"Yes, young master." Chu Qi responded respectfully and left the private room.
Lu Shiman was having too much fun being surrounded by women, eating in front and taking things from behind.
Lu Jianheng crossed his legs, leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes for a nap.
The protagonist tonight is his sister, not him. There is no need for a playmate to steal the show.
There was a knock on the door of the private room. Chu Qi pushed it open and stood at the door.
The waiter at the side immediately paused the music. Lu Shiman looked back and found that he did not recognize the person at the door.
"Miss Lu, my young master invites you to have a drink next door." Chu Qi said in a neither humble nor arrogant voice, standing at the door with an expressionless face.
Lu Shiman tilted her head, and before she could ask, she heard Lu Jianheng's casual but cold voice.
"Here, throwing a brick can kill a bunch of young masters." Lu Jianheng opened his eyes and turned his head with a fierce look in his eyes: "Who is that person in your family? He dares to set his sights on my sister."
Chu Qi still had no expression on his face, but his eyes were a little colder. He repeated what he had just said: "My young master, please invite Miss Lu to have a drink next door."
Lu Jianheng tutted softly and winked at the waiter beside him: "Who are you letting in?"
Lu Shiman glanced at Lu Jianheng sideways. She didn't expect that this third brother, who looked unreliable, could be quite handsome at critical moments.
"Who is your young master? I don't know any young master." Lu Shiman didn't know the man in front of her, and she had never seen this man in her memory.
"Our young master is right next door, you'll know once you take a look." Chu Qi didn't want to be forceful, so he nodded and pointed to the private room next to him.
Lu Shiman looked in the direction of his finger.
Through the glass, she saw a tall figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The man's facial features were hidden in the dimness, and his perfect figure stood there like a model in a window.
Although there was a certain distance between them, Lu Shiman still recognized him. It was Ji Linshen.
Her heart suddenly tightened, and the wine glass in her hand shook unconsciously, and a few drops of crystal wine fell on the hem of her skirt.
She stood up and said, "Third brother, I'll go over there."
Lu Jianheng also looked in that direction, but could only see a tall and straight figure, and could not make out the facial features clearly.
"Sit down, here you don't have to please anyone..."
"Third brother, I know him. I'll go say hello." Lu Shiman always felt that if she didn't go over, the man would probably come over the next second.
Walking out of the private room, Lu Shiman followed Chu Qi, feeling a little uneasy and with an inexplicable sense of guilt.
It's like having an affair behind your husband's back and being caught in bed by him.
Chu Qi knocked on the door of the private room.
A clear voice came from inside: "Come in."
Pushing the door open, Chu Qi raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
After Lu Shiman went in, Chu Qi closed the door of the private room.
Ji Linshen still stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, with his back to her and no words.
His eyes swept over the locked gaze in the private room next to him, the corners of his lips curled up, and his slender fingers clicked the switch next to him.
The three sides of the floor-to-ceiling glass immediately became frosted, directly blocking the other party's sight.
Ji Linshen didn't say anything, and Lu Shiman didn't say anything either.
If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. If the enemy moves, I will move randomly.
Ji Linshen turned around and his eyes fell on Lu Shiman who was sitting awkwardly at the door.
"Miss Lu, are you afraid of me?" Ji Lin took a few steps and walked in front of her.
Lu Shiman took a step back, but then felt that this was too obvious, so she met his gaze and took a big step forward: "Aren't you going to drink?"
Ji Linshen stared at her with half-closed eyes, as if smiling but not smiling. After a while, a low laugh escaped from his throat: "Are you really here to drink?"
Lu Shiman felt a chill down her spine when he looked at her. She walked around him, sat down on the sofa, and picked up a glass to pour herself some wine.
"You said drinking, so of course I drank alcohol. What else would I drink? Dichlorvos?" Although Lu Shiman was afraid of him, he really couldn't control his mouth.
Ji Linshen didn't respond to her. He walked in front of her and leaned over to trap her between the sofa and himself.
Lu Shiman's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and the liquid swayed, almost splashing out of the rim of the glass.
His hand was suddenly covered, with his palm pressed against the wall of the cup. A bone-chilling chill came from the wall of the cup, and Fang Lu Shiman couldn't help but shiver.
Ji Linshen raised the wine glass with her hand, then drank it all in one gulp.
"The wine is good." Ji Linshen said slowly: "Is the male model fun?"
Lu Shiman's cheeks flushed slightly, and the man's sharp breath completely enveloped her, making her a little breathless.
"It's...it's okay. Do you want to play? I'll give you two." Lu Shiman thought he wanted to play, so he generously decided to give up two.
Ji Lin pursed his thin lips slightly, and the aura around him instantly became gloomy, and there was a paranoid light in his amber eyes.
"Four male models." Ji Linshen said as he pressed down again, his body almost pressed against Lu Shiman. He could feel her heartbeat quickening due to nervousness, as well as the faint fragrance on her body.
"Can Miss Lu pretend to be able to do this?" Ji Linshen's voice was low, and every word was dangerous.
Pack?
What are you pretending for?
Where to install?
Lu Shiman was pressed down by him so hard that she could hardly breathe. She put her hands on his chest and tried to push him away, but her strength was like an ant trying to shake a tree to Ji Linshen.
"You...you let me get up first, so we can talk it over."
Ji Linshen ignored her struggle, but fixed her hands with one hand, and gently stroked her cheek with the other hand, with a hint of morbid madness in the surging emotions in his eyes.
"Afraid of me?"
"A little bit."
Ji Linshen let go of her: "When you grabbed my ankle and wanted to do it with me, why didn't you seem afraid of me, huh?"
He sat down next to Lu Shiman, poured a glass of wine, picked it up, and got straight to the point: "I will stay in Jincheng for a long time, you and I are quite compatible."
He moved the wine glass to his lips and took a sip, his eyes never leaving Guo Lu Shiman's face.
"Be my lover while I stay in Jincheng."
Hearing this, Lu Shiman's pupils shrank suddenly and his heartbeat accelerated: "You...you like me?"
Ji Linshen chuckled, put down his wine glass, leaned forward slightly, and approached Lu Shiman: "There is no word like in my dictionary."
She leaned back to create some distance: "It's not appropriate. I don't have a seriously ill mother, a gambling father, a disabled brother, or a broken home."
Ji Linshen paused, thoughtfully: "If you have this hobby, it's not impossible to satisfy you."
"If this is the condition you agree to, then I can let you have a seriously ill mother, a gambling father, a disabled brother, and a broken home."
"No, no, no, I was just talking nonsense, don't mess with it." Lu Shiman explained hurriedly.
"So, what are your conditions?" Ji Linshen was not a person who cared deeply about desires, but after that night, he dreamed of her several times...
"I don't want to be a lover."
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