100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 18 A Touch of Red Lips

Ji Yan missed her terribly; whenever he stopped working today, her mind was filled with thoughts of her.

So he rushed back as soon as he got off work, because he was going out later that night for a company team-building dinner, and he was the main character, so he came back to take Jin Huan with him.

"Huan'er."

Jin Huan, all wet and clinging to him, his heat burning away his reason, allowed him to act recklessly.

Finally, they both took another shower.

She was wearing a pure white dress, and Ji Yan led her out the door by the hand.

Sitting in the car, he personally helped her fasten her seatbelt while gently coaxing her, "Be gentler next time, okay? Be good, Huan'er, I was wrong."

"Humph."

"How about we don't eat there when we get back tonight?"

"Humph."

It took a long time to coax him into submission, but he didn't seem impatient at all; instead, he felt a strange sense of sweetness.

He drove with one hand and held her hand with the other.

When the car stopped, Jin Huan glanced at the car next to her. Did this car look familiar?

She had ridden in it just a few hours ago.

However, she showed no signs of panic, leaning softly into Ji Yan's arms as the man led her inside.

Many of the higher-ups at the table seemed to have their eyes glued to him, unable to look away.

Ji Yan spoke when necessary, offered toasts when appropriate, and then quietly served her food...

Jin Huan poked at the food on her plate listlessly, with no desire to eat it.

Therefore, she stares at whoever Ji Yan is talking to.

"The company is doing well this quarter. Mr. Liu, why are you bleeding from your nose? Quick, get me some tissues!" Ji Yan had only spoken halfway when Mr. Liu across from him started bleeding from his nose.

Several people around him quickly stuffed tissues into his nostrils.

Mr. Liu tilted his head back, afraid that the bleeding would stop. When he noticed that her gaze had shifted away from him, he felt a sense of relief, but then an endless sense of loss washed over him.

Jin Huan didn't realize she had done something wrong. She didn't restrain herself at all. Being too bored, she started counting some people's eyelashes with her excellent eyesight.

Soon, another executive started bleeding from the nose.

They know it in their hearts.

Ji Yan noticed it too, and he squeezed her palm helplessly: "Huan'er, don't stare at them." As he spoke, he took a handful of snacks from the table, pistachios, and peeled them for her one by one.

Jin Huan's attention was drawn to the pistachios, and thankfully he didn't go and cause trouble for those higher-ups.

In the past, everyone present was an elite, eloquent and talkative, and they were the ones who livened up the atmosphere at the dinner table. Today, everyone was unusually silent. The other tables were a bit better, with cheers and jeers making it quite lively, but this group was inexplicably a bit serious.

The only sound that rang out intermittently was the crackling of pistachios being peeled.

The uncles next to them also started peeling pistachios without prior arrangement.

They're all for Jin Huan to enjoy.

Ji Yan was quite generous; the dishes on every table were quite good, but no one at his table ate much, except for ordering several plates of pistachios.

These high-ranking officials all spoke to Jin Huan very politely, with a hint of coaxing, flattery, and ingratiation, and a touch of caution.

Ji Yan couldn't quite describe his feelings; it was somewhat expected, yet also left him with a bitter taste.

Before leaving that evening, the group of men, old enough to be uncles, said goodbye to Jin Huan with reluctance. They even mustered up the courage to tell Ji Yan to bring more young girls to the company to play, and the uncles even peeled pistachios for her.

She was still crunching on pistachios while sitting in the car; her uncles had peeled a whole box for her.

Jin Huan picked one and handed it to Ji Yan to feed him.

"Huan'er, I really want to hide you away."

"Then I'll be unhappy." Jin Huan smiled. Every man who had been with her thought the same thing. The ornate palace with its carved beams and painted pillars, its decadent and luxurious atmosphere, couldn't contain her. The mountain villa with its unique layout and feng shui couldn't lock her up either, let alone the 120-square-meter duplex she was living in now. Ji Yan lowered his eyes, his mood not looking too good.

"Huan'er, you got into a car accident today, and that person let you go without saying anything?" He knew about it, but Jin Huan said cheerfully that it had been resolved, and he was tied up with company matters, so he couldn't be there.

"Yes, he had the car towed away for repairs. He added me in his contacts and said he'd let me know when it was fixed."

"Hmm, I'll take a look in a bit."

"it is good."

"Was that person a man?"

"Yes."

He likes you, doesn't he?

"That's right." If she wanted to, what man wouldn't like her? So Jin Huan's words were completely without any psychological pressure.

Ji Yan tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

He was very fierce that night. The flower marks bloomed all the way, carrying a hint of punishment, and continued for a long time.

Jin Huan is asleep, sleeping peacefully and looking so well-behaved and cute.

Ji Yan leaned against the headboard, took out a cigarette, but didn't light it; he just held it between his fingers.

He wasn't addicted to cigarettes, but today he felt a bit irritable and wanted to light one, but he was afraid she wouldn't like the smell, so he just held it without lighting it.

After struggling for a long time, various emotions flickered in and out of his eyes.

He took Jin Huan's phone from the bedside table on her side.

He could hear all he could hear from her that night: she had left her contact information. He knew how attractive a woman like Jin Huan could be to a normal man; she could be addictive. If that man had left her contact information, he was definitely up to something.

A man's intuition is usually very accurate.

He hesitated several times before finally unlocking her phone. Jin Huan didn't have the habit of setting passwords, and she never used her phone in front of him, without any attempt to hide anything.

But my phone vibrated a lot tonight.

Sure enough, five messages were displayed on the phone.

He clicked it.

The portrait is a traditional Chinese ink painting.

The name is just the letter Y.

His first message was, "Are you home yet?"

Jin Huan replied that it had arrived.

The second message was: Has your boyfriend come back yet?

She replied: Not back yet.

The third message is: "Think it over carefully, I think I might be a better match for you than your boyfriend."

Jin Huan did not reply to this message.

Ji Yan stared intently at the message, his anger rising within him.

The following five new posts.

1. What are you doing?

2. Have you eaten yet?

3. Are you free tomorrow? I'd like to take you out to eat.

4. Are you asleep?

5. Good night, see you tomorrow.

Ji Yan was so angry that his fingers trembled. "What do you mean, 'see'? This slut! She even tries to seduce a married woman! Shameless!"

His teeth itched with hatred.

Finally, these few lines of text were typed on the screen.

I love my boyfriend very much. Please don't contact me again. My boyfriend treats me very well and loves me very much. I hope you have some moral principles.

Without saying another word, he blocked the person. After doing all this, he still felt a little uneasy.

After thinking for a moment, he gently nudged Jin Huan. The little girl was currently exhausted and snuggled into his arms in a spoiled manner.

He buried himself in her arms and sucked on her lips, one sip at a time.

Finally, she woke up with red eyes.

"Ji Yan, no, I don't want it."

"Huan'er, I've deleted that man from your phone."

"it is good."

Will you be angry?

"No, no, Ji Yan, gently, gently."

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