64 Chapter Sixty-Three
◎Touch me and you're dead. ◎
Li Yingqiao pushed him away, but decided to call Zhang Zongxie first, and walked to the window with her phone in hand.
Yu Jinyang remained seated on the carpet, silently closing his laptop. He leaned back on the sofa, one leg bent, his arm propped up, his gaze fixed on her, never looking away. She talked for a long time, so long that Yu Jinyang impatiently stared at the ceiling for a long time before turning back to continue talking endlessly.
However, her tone was quite harsh. There was a deliberate harshness to it, as if she wanted to completely sever ties with him, an affected and intentional rudeness.
"What do you care where I am? What do you want? Give me a straight answer. This traffic is already very rare. If we miss this opportunity, how can we expect to get a second chance? It would be a waste of Miaojia's creativity. I'm asking you, can the due diligence be completed by next week? If not, my on-site project needs to be approved immediately."
The person opposite her continued to sound the alarm: "What do you think? Li Boqing is so eager to sell Xiaohua City simply because he can't squeeze any money out of the cultural tourism sector and is hoping to use this money to save his bankrupt wooden toy group. Don't you know how much Li Lianfeng embezzled behind his father's back? Convey's legal team isn't pushovers. If these messy accounts aren't cleared up, do you think Convey Capital will take over? Where are you anyway? Are you with Yu Jinyang?"
"What's it to you?"
"Neither of you are in Fengtan, is that so hard to guess? So you're still choosing him, right?"
“It’s not him, and it won’t be you either. Zhang Zongxie, that’s enough. Let’s not talk about this anymore.”
Li Yingqiao hung up the phone and turned around to see Yu Jinyang leaning against the mini bar looking at her with a very meaningful gaze. The capsule coffee machine next to her was humming. Without saying a word, she slowly opened half a packet of white sugar and poured it in.
"What did you tell your parents?" Li Yingqiao threw her phone on the dining table and walked over to ask.
"Let's go out and have some fun for two days."
"With whom?"
"Can't I ride a shared bike to Tibet by myself?"
"..."
He chuckled, put one hand in his pocket, and handed her the coffee. "You said you wouldn't tell me yet. I understand. I haven't told anyone."
After all, it's really difficult for her to manage both at the same time.
"Meow, are you sulking?" Li Yingqiao didn't answer, but instead tiptoed closer, blinking her eyes and breathing softly on his lips.
He didn't speak, put down his coffee, and looked down at her. The floor lamp cast two shadows on the carpet, which slowly drew closer, overlapping with the dense foliage carried by the wind outside the window.
"Hmm?" Li Yingqiao leaned closer again, her eyes conveying a sense of "if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold" to her.
Yu Jinyang cupped her face in his hands and kissed her gently, his thumb caressing her cheek soothingly, like the first gentle rain of spring night, or the casual way the autumn wind blows down the leaves of a sycamore tree, yet more tender and tolerant than anything else in the world that exists naturally.
Li Yingqiao then realized why he was angry for no reason. He always put her first. The anxiety that Zhang Zongxie had caused her was instantly soothed. She unconsciously hooked her arms around his neck and gently kissed him in response.
They kissed intermittently throughout the night, from the mini-bar in the suite to the sofa, and then to the bathroom. They still weren't quite comfortable being completely naked in each other's presence. Li Yingqiao turned on the shower, and they were both still dressed, soaked to the bone. His T-shirt clung tightly to his body, the outline of his abs faintly visible, like the undulating peaks of a mountain washed by a downpour—youthful, clean, primal, and sexy.
Yu Jinyang trapped her between the tiled wall and his own body, snatched the showerhead from her hand, turned it off, and hung it back on the wall. He then took another step forward to block her. He didn't say anything, just kept blocking her, and kept making "hmm" sounds above her head.
He moved with fluid grace, his actions forceful and unrestrained, leaving her breathless as she skillfully buried her head in his neck and shoulder. Finally, Li Yingqiao, her legs too stiff to straighten, fled back to bed, wrapped herself in the blanket, and reminded him, "You were the one who said you didn't want to be here, that being in a hotel was like being a pair of lovebirds."
He dried himself off and dragged the blanket over to the man, saying, "Come here, I haven't done it for you yet."
"I don't want it anymore, that's enough, that's enough."
"Is that enough?" Although they had never met face-to-face, he was simply skilled.
She lay on the edge of the bed, her mind wandering, but still nodded solemnly.
Yu Jinyang obediently took his hand out from under her skirt. To be honest, the skirt really aroused his desire to conquer.
Li Yingqiao's nightgown is very creative. It's designed by a niche domestic brand and made of very soft modal material. The words printed on the chest are: "Touch me and you're dead."
Yu Jinyang leaned against the headboard, one leg on the floor, and casually stroked her hair before asking, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Li Yingqiao rested her head on his lap, letting out a sigh of relief. She really felt like King Zhou and Daji. She laughed and said, "Yu Jinyang, you clearly know, so why pretend?"
He looked down at her, his eyes exceptionally clear, truly like a mirror.
Sure enough, Yu Jinyang was still too shy. This business trip was a bit rushed; she told him on WeChat and bought her ticket that afternoon. Unexpectedly, he drove over by himself over the weekend. They'd had plenty of kisses and hugs these past two days, and naturally, some things had gone too far, but he'd restrained himself and gone to take a shower. Before she could even touch him, he strongly and firmly said no, that he just needed to calm down.
Li Yingqiao couldn't understand Yu Jinyang's embarrassment. He couldn't bring himself to take off her pants because it would tire her out. Besides, he could easily handle this kind of purely sexual release himself; he didn't really want his girlfriend to do it. She would definitely not agree, and might even annoy him to death with her various unreasonable demands.
Li Yingqiao tilted her head back, pinched his cheek, and said, "Are you shy? Hmm?"
He couldn't hold back and laughed out loud, "You want to make up for this too? Hmm, I'm shy, okay? What are you busy with tomorrow?"
"Don't change the subject." Li Yingqiao touched his reddened ears.
"I'm not changing the subject," Yu Jinyang shook his head to stop her from touching him, then smiled helplessly. "Seriously, I'm going to see some friends tomorrow. Do you need me to come with you? If not, I'll just make an appointment with them."
His face turned red to the roots of his neck, while Li Yingqiao's smile grew brighter and brighter.
He simply laughed too, picked her up, rubbed his nose against hers, and said in a low, almost indistinct voice, "It feels like a dream. Does it hurt?"
He pinched her.
"Pinch yourself, thank you." Li Yingqiao buried her face in his chest, took a deep breath, and was extremely sleepy. "Anyway, I've always lived in reality. Goodnight, meow."
"good evening."
They couldn't stay still for a moment. After turning off the lights, they kissed for a while longer, the soft, intermittent pecking sounds filling the room. They slept fitfully for two hours until Li Yingqiao fell asleep, then woke up simultaneously, looking at each other innocently, blinking, and laughing at the same time. They couldn't help but start kissing again, continuing on and off until four in the morning. Finally, one of them, unable to bear it any longer, grabbed a pillow and put it between them before going to sleep!
The next day. When Yu Jinyang left, Li Yingqiao was still asleep. She had an appointment with a client in the afternoon, and he hadn't planned to wake her up. He just whispered in her ear, "I'm leaving. I'll eat something before I go back to sleep."
"Don't make a sound."
Okay, okay, you're turning on me again. We kissed until 4 a.m., and then you told me to shut up. He couldn't help but pinch her ear, and then, still not satisfied, he pinched her nose.
Li Yingqiao opened her eyes.
He immediately covered her eyes, chuckled softly, and then coaxed her back, "I'm doing eye exercises for you, go back to sleep."
She actually closed her eyes.
After completing this set of eye exercises, Yu Jinyang couldn't help but laugh as he went downstairs and got into his car to make a phone call.
Li Yingqiao is so cute!
It turns out that you're cutest when you're awake.
The person opposite him was enraged by his laughter: "Is it funny? Yu Jinyang? My car got hit, the whole bumper fell off, it's all my fault! All my fault!"
[Author's Note]
I'll update soon, see you tomorrow.
A sweet and carefree chapter. (Energy restored to 50%) [Crack]
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