fetish
"It's true." Zhou Ji'an pressed the Enter key and sent the edited work message.
The gloom on Deng Yi's face dissipated, and he said easily, "So you just lied again."
He accused her of lying, but his tone was very calm, as if he didn't care at all about her lie and was just stating the objective facts to make her realize her mistake.
Zhou Ji'an was unsure whether he should say something in his defense.
A new message popped up in the dialog box, from Xu Zhiyan.
"I'm at Lu Jiani's house, waiting for you to come over and play."
Lu Jianni leaned closer to Xu Zhiyan's screen and looked at it, really wanting to throw the scalding hot coffee in her hand over his head.
She gritted her teeth and said, "You really have no patience at all."
Yesterday, Lu Jianni described Zhou Ji'an and Deng Yi's wedding to Xu Zhiyan, naturally mentioning the revelation that Zhou Ji'an made while he was half asleep.
Since then, Xu Zhiyan has been acting like he's gone mad, constantly holding his phone and grinning like an idiot.
He even chuckled foolishly, saying, "Senior Jinglin said they were in a fake marriage. I didn't believe it at first, but after hearing what you said, it's definitely a fake marriage."
Lu Jianni asked, "What else did Wei Jinglin say to you?"
Xu Zhiyan hesitated for a moment, but finally confessed, "He said that Ji'an only got a fake marriage with Deng Yi because of me."
"You actually believe that?" Lu Jianni's face was almost contorted with shock by Xu Zhiyan's words. "You know that Ji'an and Deng Yi dated."
“Of course I didn’t believe it,” Xu Zhiyan shouted.
Although Lu Jianni does not like Deng Yi, and even tried to matchmake Zhou Ji'an and Xu Zhiyan after Zhou Ji'an broke up with Deng Yi, the current situation, where Xu Zhiyan is so eager to believe that Zhou Ji'an and Deng Yi's marriage is fake and is pursuing the married Zhou Ji'an, is definitely not a good thing.
Lu Jianni cautioned, "Although it's highly likely that Ji'an and Deng Yi's marriage is fake, you should know that they have a wedding ceremony and a marriage certificate, so to outsiders they are a real couple. So don't get too caught up in your own romantic narrative, or you'll hurt Ji'an."
Clearly, her reminder had no effect.
Xu Zhiyan said nonchalantly, "She's married, not being kept by Deng Yi. Does that mean she can't have normal social interactions?"
Lu Jianni retorted, "You mean you want to have normal social interactions with her?"
Xu Zhiyan was rebuffed and remained silent.
Lu Jianni continued, "You men are really strange. You clearly want to compete with another man, but you always use women as an excuse. If you really had feelings for Ji'an, you couldn't have remained silent all these years. The reason you're taking action now is simply because you feel like you've lost, not because you actually like Ji'an."
"How do you know I haven't taken any action all these years?" Xu Zhiyan asked.
He used a cycling club activity as an excuse to ask her out, but not only did he fail, he almost lost a leg.
He tried every means to contact her, but after she found out who he was, she immediately blocked his contact information.
He knew she felt guilty towards him because she thought his leg injury was caused by her not keeping their appointment.
So all these years he has been waiting, hoping that time would ease her guilt towards him.
Why can't waiting be considered an action?
What's more, he's waited so many years.
Lu Jianni showed no interest in his specific actions, only asking, "Didn't you ever consider that she might not have those feelings for you?"
Xu Zhiyan: "I heard that Deng Yi started dating her for the sake of writing a movie script, and now that Deng Yi is marrying her, it is highly likely that it is for the same purpose."
Seeing that he seemed determined to take further action, Lu Jianni stopped trying to dissuade him and casually said, "Wei Jinglin doesn't seem like Deng Yi's childhood friend; he's more like Deng Yi's hater."
"It's no wonder he said that. Don't you think the protagonist of Deng Yi's first film, 'Xi Dong Cao,' looks exactly like Ji An?"
Lu Jianni sighed: "What's the use of just what we think? It's only useful if Ji'an thinks it himself."
"Perfect, let them come over to our house to play."
Zhou Ji'an, who was pondering how to reply to Xu Zhiyan, was startled by the sudden voice from Deng Yi behind him and almost jumped up.
Deng Yi placed his hands on her shoulders, staring at the large computer screen, and said, "We can't keep him waiting, can we?"
Ji An felt guilty and nervous at being caught in the act, and didn't dare to say a word. She didn't even think of criticizing him for not respecting her privacy.
"Do you want me to type out the address for you?" Deng Yi reached his hands towards her keyboard, and she felt as if her whole body was enveloped by his.
Deng Yi gently nuzzled her ear with his chin, asking, "Haven't you memorized your home address yet?"
"Didn't you remember that we were really married, and not in a fake marriage?"
His actions and words were extremely intimidating.
Zhou Ji'an sensed an unfamiliar aura emanating from him again.
She lowered her head and hunched her back to avoid him, but he grabbed her chin just like he had brushed her teeth the night before.
With his other hand, he pressed the Enter key.
Jian immediately looked up to see the content of the message he had sent.
He even mimicked her tone, saying, "My husband is home today. Why don't you all come over to our house? We can invite more friends; we didn't properly entertain you at the wedding."
At the time, Zhou Ji'an vaguely felt that her fake marriage with Deng Yi would not last long. In addition, she was very averse to weddings, so she only invited Lu Jianni to the wedding and asked Lu Jianni to do her makeup.
Although Deng Yi imitated her tone, someone as shrewd and intelligent as Lu Jianni could tell something was wrong at a glance.
Besides, Zhou Ji'an has never referred to Deng Yi as "my husband" in front of anyone. When she was dating Deng Yi, she never referred to him as "my boyfriend." Even if Xu Zhiyan did not show the message to Lu Jianni, and without Lu Jianni's prompting, Xu Zhiyan could guess on her own that the message was not sent by her.
Deng Yi's cheeks tightened as he returned to his seat. He glanced at Zhou Ji'an, who was still protesting in silence, and said in a deep voice, "You exposed the true situation of our marriage, which caused a lot of rumors. It is something you should do and must do."
Zhou Ji'an bit her lower lip, preparing to close her chat window with Xu Zhiyan, when Xu Zhiyan's message popped up at that moment.
Do you want me to save you?
"Since we're really married, what's the point of denying it?" Zhou Ji'an suppressed his irritation, but the more he suppressed it, the more irritated he became, until he even had the urge to rush over and bite the person next to him. "Are you suggesting we record a video of us sleeping together and post it online?"
Deng Yi calmly asked, "What did Xu Zhiyan reply?"
Zhou Ji'an, nearly overturning the table from being choked by his calm tone, angrily moved the mouse, preparing to delete all her chat history with Xu Zhiyan.
But Deng Yi held his hand down.
As he replied for her, he said, "I don't have that kind of fetish."
"No need, just bring more friends over to play today."
Zhou Ji'an looked at the words, bumped Deng Yi's chest with the back of his head, and blurted out, "I have it."
Deng Yi hooked his arm around her neck to stop her movements. "I respect your fetish. If you need me to, I can accommodate you."
"You can respect my privacy first." Zhou Ji'an finally remembered what he had always wanted to say.
“Your chat window was too big, I accidentally saw it.” After replying to the message, Deng Yi didn’t immediately let go of her. “My phone password and computer password are both 12904102, you can look at them as you like.”
"If couples still talk a lot about their private matters, they might as well not get married."
Zhou Ji'an looked up and said, "We are fake..."
Deng Yi covered her eyes and emphasized, "We are really getting married."
"Why are you covering my eyes?" Zhou Ji'an pried his large hand away.
"So you can hear me more clearly." Deng Yi immediately pinched her soft earlobe with his other hand.
He kept bowing his head, saying, "I can't let your beautiful ears go to waste."
Her earlobe was put into the mouth of the person behind her.
Because his eyes were covered, Zhou Ji'an's senses were exceptionally sharp, and he could clearly feel every subtle yet teasing movement of the other man's lips and tongue.
After he had taken good care of both of Zhou Ji'an's ears, Zhou Ji'an, still feeling dizzy, heard him say, "We are really married, so there is no need to deny it, but there is a need to prevent others from ruining our marriage."
Zhou Ji'an's head was tilted in the crook of his elbow, just in time for him to gently suck/kiss her neck.
“Then there’s no need to let them come to the house.” Zhou Ji’an gradually lost his patience, grabbing Deng Yi’s arms with both hands, wanting him to continue, yet also wanting him to stop.
Just like her attitude towards their marriage.
She wanted to continue because she hoped that spending so much time together would eventually foster feelings between them.
She wanted to stop because she feared that even after spending so much time together, they would still go their separate ways.
The tender flesh behind her ear was bitten hard and sucked.
Zhou Ji'an suspected that he did this on purpose to leave traces and make others believe that they were really married.
The marks he left on her the night before last haven't disappeared yet!
In his anxiety, Zhou Ji'an said, "Why don't you let me bite you?"
"Can you?" Deng Yi let go of the kiss, staring at the still faint hickey, his low, husky voice full of anticipation.
There's nothing wrong with biting.
Zhou Ji'an was full of confidence: "Since you decided to use this method of refuting rumors, then you have to be the one who is scrutinized and examined by others."
Deng Yixin said happily, "I'm happy to be marked by you."
A strange feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, and Zhou Ji'an tilted his head back as high as possible, wanting to see Deng Yi's expression at this moment.
However, due to her posture, she couldn't see it.
"Where do you want to bite?" Deng Yi's fingertips were still lingering on her neck. Before she could answer, he impatiently told her, "Bite wherever you want."
The next second, Zhou Ji'an was picked up by him, and the next second, Deng Yi sat back in his chair, while she nestled steadily in his arms.
Where to bite first? Zhou Ji'an asked himself.
She looked at Deng Yi blankly, while Deng Yi looked at her expectantly.
Sigh, how did things get to this point?
Zhou Ji'an was very unhappy that she was being led by the nose again, and to vent her anger, she bit Deng Yi's chin.
Um, his stubble is a bit prickly on his mouth.
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