Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Suddenly, Lin Jiu moved.

He jumped off the wall with a light leap, and walked towards her quickly, his steps losing their usual calmness.

The closer I got, the brighter the expression on his face became.

The surging dark tide in his eyes was clearly seen by Jingzhi who was standing opposite him.

Before he even got close, he launched into a barrage of questions.

"Why did you hide my gender?"

"I..." Jingzhi hesitated for a moment, then answered honestly, "I'm afraid you'll vomit and make me sick."

Lin Jiu: "Are you approaching me intentionally?"

Jingzhi: "...Yes."

Lin Jiu closed his eyes, his face looking a little unhappy. He stopped and stood two meters away from her.

"You said sweet words to me before, and said you liked me..."

“Are they all fake?”

Jingzhi answered this question very quickly, even using three fingers.

"It's all true. I swear, I really like you, that's why I want to get close to you." Her eyes were full of sincerity.

In addition to sincerity, the love inside is like a sneeze, which cannot be stopped and is even about to overflow. Even a half-blind person can see it.

What’s more, it’s Lin Jiu.

He slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he moved his feet, Jingzhi inexplicably retreated, just like like poles repel each other.

Lin Jiu stopped and his brows gradually furrowed.

"Why are you avoiding me?"

Jingzhi tightly gripped the iron chain on the swing with her right hand, wishing she could bite off all the dead skin on her lower lip.

"I... aren't you afraid of women? I'm afraid you'll vomit."

"..." His eyes paused, and then he slowly stretched out his right hand towards her, "Come here, I promise not to vomit."

Her gaze slowly shifted from his face to his outstretched hands.

With a slight hesitation, she took small steps out from behind the swing, her fingertips slightly moistened with nervousness and trembling imperceptibly, and tentatively placed them on his palm.

The moment their fingertips touched him, both of them shuddered.

She immediately looked up at his expression.

This guy, won't he spit on her hand?

Before she could see clearly, her fingers were grabbed tightly and her whole body was pulled towards him.

"boom!"

She was dizzy from being hit by his hard pectoral muscles.

Before I could react, my shoulders were grabbed and my legs were supported by an arm.

The feeling of being suspended in mid-air suddenly came over me.

She screamed, and her hand hanging outside frantically scratched the air a few times, then she hugged his neck.

"you……"

"Don't talk. From now on, you are not allowed to speak with this mouth."

Lin Jiu carried her across the front hall of her house and went straight to her room.

A deep voice came into her ears through the vibration of her chest, "You little liar, you need to be punished."

The door creaked open with a foot.

After he stepped in, he hooked his feet together, blocking out all the moonlight outside the door.

Darkness invaded his eyes.

Jingzhi clearly felt that something was wrong with him.

But she was the one who lied to him first, and she felt very guilty now.

If he doesn’t want to say it, then don’t say it. As long as he doesn’t vomit, that’s

Jingzhi's beautiful eyebrows curved slightly, and she even leaned her face against his warm chest.

Sensing her dependence, the darkness in his eyes lessened a little.

But only a little.

She was put on the bed, with her wrists pressed above her head by one hand. Lin Jiu approached her and bit her lips hard with his head down.

Jingzhi was in a normal mood at this time.

Even a little want to laugh.

He really doesn't vomit.

He even dared to bite her. My Ah Jiu, who is afraid of women, has finally made it!

"Brother Lin... no... Sister Lin..."

"Stop! Don't call me Lin Mei!"

"..."

Look at the way he pursed his lips and frowned. Even though his hands were restrained, Jingzhi was not afraid.

She stretched her neck, gently nudged his forehead, and said sarcastically, "I'm not Lin Daiyu."

"...What's that called?"

Jingzhi's lively eyes rolled around and her mouth pouted.

"Call me Da Zhuang, Lin Da Zhuang, what do you think? It sounds energetic and easy to support."

Lin Jiu almost couldn't help laughing.

Is this still a girl's name?

He buried his head in her shoulder and chuckled softly, his tone dangerous.

"Okay, Dazhuang, I hope you'll be as energetic as ever tonight."

The alarm bell in Jingzhi's heart rang softly.

"What do you mean?"

The curtains were lowered and a warm body pressed down.

Jingzhi took advantage of the moment when he reached out to release the curtain and put her hand in front of her chest to block it.

"I'm telling you, even though I lied to you, you can't hit me. I'll really get angry... No, no, no!!!"

"I want to confirm for myself that you are really a woman," he said.

Clothes were torn and flew all over the place.

Jingzhi never expected that the confirmation method he mentioned would be this.

She never expected that the two of them would accidentally fire a gun.

Really...

Done.

……【slightly】……

The curtains moved for half the night.

Their clothes had already been rubbed to the ground, and a slender white arm stretched out of the tent, motionless.

Under the early sunlight, the bruises caused by pinching the wrist were easily visible, and the red marks on the arm were even more ambiguous.

After a while of silence, there was suddenly a rustling sound in the quiet room.

A large bronze hand reached out and pulled her limp arm back.

Jingzhi turned her wrist to break free, pushed back the sticky Taoist priest who was sticking to her again, but her hands were covered in sweat.

"Um... Brother Jiu, don't... I want to take a shower... You should take a shower too, you're all sweaty."

The tent was brightened by the rising sun.

Lin Jiu, who was holding up his head, could clearly see her somewhat tired sleeping face.

The dark circles under her eyes were still there, but her complexion was unusually rosy.

Lin Jiu touched his nose, feeling a little guilty.

Blame him.

I really couldn't help it last night. I got so drunk that I didn't let her sleep for even a few minutes.

Lin Jiu cursed himself for not being a human being, leaned over and kissed her shoulder which was covered with teeth marks, and said softly:

"You take a rest first, I'll go boil some water."

"Hmm... zzz"

She really couldn't bear it anymore.

After three days and three nights without sleep, she still had to endure his extremely strong lovemaking for half the night.

Da Zhuang, who was almost exhausted, said that she would just play Lin Daiyu for a day to recover some blood...