Nangong Jin no longer argued and obediently closed his mouth, contentedly leaning back in the fragrant embrace, experiencing utter comfort.
However, his current prayer was that there would be no one at ho, otherwise it would be embarrassing.
Nangong Jin secretly opened his eyes and surveyed the living room, and indeed, there was no one at ho!
Because everyone knew that he shalessly clung to Di Jinxuan, insisting that she escort him, they probably all left.
Or maybe everyone had drunk too much and simply rolled back to their rooms to sleep.
Thus, he felt entirely justified in leaning on Di Jinxuan’s body, finding for the first ti that a woman’s body could be so delicate, so fragile that he found it delightful and felt an urge to protect her.
Di Jinxuan helped Nangong Jin to his bedroom, which was entirely decorated in dark tones, making her quite uncomfortable.
"Alright, we’re here, go to bed and rest," Di Jinxuan said, pulling away his hand in annoyance.
"My head is spinning so much, wife, help to the bed," Nangong Jin said, leaning on her shoulder and not getting up.
Di Jinxuan was so frustrated she felt like beating him up severely.
But his pitiful deanor really was a bit of a headache.
Di Jinxuan supported him, thinking of simply throwing him on the bed and thus no longer caring about his antics.
Seeing Di Jinxuan helping him again, Nangong Jin sneakily kicked his long leg back to close the door.
Di Jinxuan helped him to the edge of the bed, watched him lie down, and with eyes closed, looking like he was at death’s door, she pursed her lips and said, "Alright, rest well, I’m leaving now."
She was about to leave when Nangong Jin suddenly opened his eyes, his long arm swiftly stretched out, and he grasped her hand.
Before she could react, he pulled her forcefully into his embrace, then with a quick roll, he swiftly and domineeringly pinned her firmly beneath him.
Di Jinxuan was completely dumbfounded, disoriented by his series of actions.
By the ti she realized what was happening, Nangong Jin was pressing down on her in an ambiguously titillating manner.
"What are you trying to do?" Di Jinxuan widened her eyes, attempting to struggle, but finding his strength overwhelming.
Nangong Jin leisurely curved his lips, his calm and composed deanor exuding imnse seduction, causing an involuntary tremor in one’s spirit.
Damn, even his smile was so provocative, so flavorful...
His peach blossom eyes were intoxicating like the stars, swirling with allure and shimring with various shades, utterly captivating.
He didn’t respond but just continued to smile leisurely like a lazy Persian cat, like a noble comic book youth, and Di Jinxuan’s gaze was fixed.
Honestly, she had never seen a man who could so naturally display such sexiness—this bone-deep, lethal allure that could consu one with just a look, a gesture.
Di Jinxuan was sowhat dazed, him pressing on her with such proximity made her blush, not to ntion, he was quite heavy!
Damn it, he looked rather slim, but he actually was quite heavy.
Di Jinxuan just watched him, her eyes gradually growing heavy, her struggles futile, she gave up resisting to see what he would ultimately do.
Could it actually be that he would force her?
Honestly, she didn’t believe it.
She watched as Nangong Jin, after leisurely finishing his laughter, raised his long, pale fingers and slowly began to move them toward the buttons of his own shirt.
His long fingers were like an exquisite piece of art, and the way he unbuttoned was incredibly elegant, leisurely yet filled with an ultimate charm.
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