100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 4 A Touch of Red Lips

"Plop" sound.

The man really knelt down.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, he came to his senses and felt extremely embarrassed.

Just as he was about to get up, a small, white, jade-like foot stretched out. His gaze was completely drawn to that jade-like foot, and an unnatural blush gradually appeared on his face, his breathing becoming heavy and labored.

She mercilessly ground the sole of her shoe against his face, yet the man's expression remained one of extreme pleasure, his body trembling, his eyes filled with infatuation.

"get out."

A profound sense of loss welled up inside him. But not wanting to upset her, he could only kneel down, pick up her phone, place it on the table, and leave dejectedly.

Everyone who witnessed this scene felt a strange sensation rising in their hearts. On one hand, they envied the man, and on the other hand, they despised him, but no one thought she shouldn't have done that.

She is entitled to do whatever she wants.

Ji Yan had no idea what was going on. He had gone next door to get his food, and when he came back with his tray, he noticed that the area was unusually quiet. However, quietness in the early morning was normal, so Ji Yan didn't think much of it.

He prepared the knife, fork, and chopsticks for her before returning to his seat to eat.

Jin Huan took a couple of bites, but her discerning palate couldn't stand it. In fact, she said it wasn't even as good as the snacks Ji Yan had given her yesterday.

Back then, in order to get her to eat a few more bites, that group of people brought in the best chefs in the world to cook meals just for her.

Later, she only became more and more picky because of her.

She tasted one bite of each dish and then stopped eating.

Seeing this, Ji Yan quickly asked, "Is the food not to your liking?"

"Hmm, it doesn't taste good, you eat it."

"What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it for you."

"I don't want to eat anything." She wasn't hungry, and absentmindedly tapped on her phone screen.

This Plants vs. Zombies game is pretty fun.

It's just that she never gets enough sunlight.

Fortunately, I was quick with my hands.

After Ji Yan finished his own portion, he helped her finish the rest. He had just put a piece of tofu in his mouth when he heard a notification sound from her phone: "The zombie ate your brain!" "Cough cough cough!" He choked, his face turning bright red.

Jin Huan pushed the water glass on her table in front of him. There was no need for her to show any more concern; she was already very grateful for what she had done.

Orange level is still a bit too low.

They sat in the hotel lobby waiting for Ji Yan's group of friends.

Jin Huan, holding Ji Yan's hand, suddenly said, "Don't always wait for girls to hold your hand; you should hold mine anytime."

She earnestly lectured her own short-term power bank, noting that the man was rather oblivious.

Ji Yan blushed slightly, suppressing his embarrassment, and squeezed her hand tightly: "Okay."

The group of friends gradually came downstairs. Everyone was more or less frightened by yesterday's experience. If they hadn't been so tired yesterday, they might have already taken a plane back home.

Seeing the beautiful woman, now dressed, leaning against Ji Yan's chest, their fingers intertwined, all the men were filled with envy. They didn't have the habit of eating breakfast, and several came up to say a few words to her. Although Jin Huan had ignored them yesterday, no one was angry with her.

Ji Yan glared at them, like a wolf cub guarding its food, keeping a close watch on them.

After all, this group of people were all quite young, fresh out of university, and full of youthful vigor. After a few exchanges, the atmosphere quickly became tense.

"When are you leaving?" She didn't mean to mediate the fight; she was just asking a simple question. Instantly, the tense atmosphere dissipated, and everyone looked at her.

"Let's go, let's go now. What do you want to eat or drink, little sister? I'll go buy it for you!" Fang Jie had never been so gentle with anyone before.

“Wei Long,” she said suddenly, looking at him.

Fang Jie didn't expect her to respond, but she did. Heaven knows how excited he was at that moment: "Okay, okay, brother, I'll buy it for you."

His voice trembled and his tone was low and hoarse. He immediately got up and went to the small supermarket in the hotel to buy Weilong (a brand of ointment).

Ji Yan felt uneasy, but he dared not leave. This group of men were all eyeing her covetously. It wasn't that they would give up their interest just because she was taken; rather, it was a continuous temptation, a kind of addictive madness for the men.

Fang Jie bought Weilong (a brand of ointment) and handed it to her after opening it.

When she put Weilong in her mouth and chewed it, Fang Jie felt her heart melt instantly.

Everyone walked outside together.

They had booked the entire first-class cabin of the plane, and all the passengers were their people, sitting in rows of two with plenty of space between them.

Jin Huan sat by the window, while Ji Yan sat on the outside. He drew the curtains to keep her eyes from being blinded, and then asked the flight attendant for a small blanket.

Adjust the seat down to make sure she's comfortable. An hour after takeoff, most people were asleep, but Ji Yan couldn't sleep because he could hear Jin Huan quietly eating spicy snacks.

A sour feeling began to rise in my heart.

When he's unhappy, his orange energy decreases.

Jin Huan quickly noticed, and she leaned closer to whisper in his ear, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

"No." He didn't want to admit that he was petty and narrow-minded.

"You said."

He seemed unable to refuse her request, so he had no choice but to tell the truth.

"You ate spicy snacks that someone else bought."

Oh, so you're jealous.

Jin Huan chuckled softly, then leaned closer: "Would you like to try some?" "Hmm?"

Jin Huan placed the spicy strips on the side of the table, hooked her arm around his neck, and gently kissed him.

Ji Yan's eyes widened in an instant, and he couldn't even breathe.

Twist, sweep lightly, lick.

His mind went blank.

Gradually, he began to immerse himself in it, actively savoring the spiciness and sweetness of Wei Long, a sweetness that penetrated to the bone. The orange light surged like never before, rushing into her body all at once. Her fingertips trembled slightly, energy coursing through her meridians, and she instantly went limp in Ji Yan's arms.

This allowed the man to seize the initiative in an instant.

She squinted slightly, unaware of the growing domineering and forceful energy in Ji Yan's eyes, the burgeoning love, and the spreading obsession.

Before completely losing control, Ji Yan released her, unbuckled his seatbelt, and staggered to the bathroom. Jin Huan opened her eyes, the confusion gone, leaving no trace of emotion.

Liao Xueying sat in her seat, staring intently at them, her fists clenched tightly.

The more Ji Yan embraced her tenderly, the more obsessed and infatuated he became, the more jealous and resentful she felt.

Jin Huan's beauty is too aggressive. Pure and gorgeous are two extremes, but they are displayed to the fullest in her. Especially when she looks at you and smiles, even if you are being pierced by a thousand arrows and a sea of ​​fire, you will still move forward without hesitation.

What is inner beauty? What is gentleness? What is cuteness?

Compared to absolute beauty, all of those are jokes.

Saying that beautiful appearances are all the same, but interesting souls are one in a million, is because you haven't encountered that kind of absolutely overwhelming beauty, that kind of beauty that seems to grow out of sin, that kind of beauty that you can never reach in your entire life.

What right does someone of similar beauty level have to speak? As Jin Huan landed at Haishi Airport, she lifted her eyelids slightly. The city felt both familiar and strange; it had truly changed a lot.

It was sunny outside, and he had opened a parasol early in the morning to shield her from the sun.

Do you live with your parents?

Jin Huan suddenly remembered this matter and casually asked a question.

“I have a small apartment outside.”

"Hmm." She only responded with a single word, and Ji Yan couldn't tell whether she was satisfied or not.

So I had to ask, "Would you like to live with my parents? How big of a house would you like to live in?"

"I don't want to live with my elders, and the house shouldn't be too big, about one acre is enough."

Enjoy what you say casually.

Ji Yan: ...One mu is 666 square meters. Six hundred square meters is actually the minimum standard she mentioned.

He felt the pressure for the first time.

Jin Huan noticed the strange look in his eyes and was puzzled. In the past, people always built large mansions or courtyards, which were exhausting to walk around in. She thought that Ji Yan did not have a small house, so she considerately said, "If you think one mu is too small, two mu is fine too. I just think it's too big and tiring."

“Huan’er, my apartment is a duplex, and the two floors together are only 120 square meters. If you think it’s too small, I’ll go and buy a bigger one.”

"120 square meters?" She was a little incredulous. In the past, people would live in houses that were more than ten acres. Now, people at the orange level can live in such small houses?

"I'll buy a house when I get to Shanghai." He said confidently. For a girl like her, a 120-square-meter apartment is indeed too cramped.

"No need, I've never lived in such a small house before, this is a good opportunity to experience it." Jin Huan smiled, her eyes filled with genuine curiosity.

This curiosity made Ji Yan feel somewhat embarrassed, but more than that, an endless sense of humility was seeping into his very being.

Ji Yan held her hand the whole time. Jin Huan felt that these high heels were uncomfortable. Her shoes used to be made by the world's top tailors with the finest lambskin, which were both comfortable and beautiful. What was this thing she was wearing now?

She's always been willful; if she feels uncomfortable, she'll stop and refuse to move.

"what happened?"

"My shoes hurt." She's only a minor user who's unlocked one of her abilities, so she can't achieve this kind of physical immunity yet. Her heels are probably all rubbed raw.

I feel so wronged! When has Jin Huan ever suffered like this before?

Ji Yan immediately squatted down to examine it, and sure enough, there was a faint redness on his heel.

He was heartbroken and felt guilty for not taking good care of her. Other men also immediately gathered around, many offering to do anything for her.

For now, however, she is only focusing her attention on Ji Yan.

Ji Yan gently unbuckled her shoes and took out his own coat, letting her tie it around her waist since the skirt wasn't too long.

"I'll carry you on my back." He half-squatted down, turned his head, and said to her with a smile.

Jin Huan smiled and, in a fairly pleasant mood, leaned against his back.

The sunlight was bright at that moment, shining brilliantly through the transparent glass and onto the ground.

A pair of beautiful, exquisite, and expensive high heels were found lying in a trash can somewhere.

A few strands of golden light shimmered on her gently swaying calves.

"Ji Yan." "Hmm?"

Her breath fell on the man's ear, her sweet voice drilling straight into his ear canal: "Thank you for liking me so much, but it's what you should do."

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