Feed the tiger with her

Jian Zhiyan was led by Lu Yin and walked out of the bar.

The road that was blocked was opened at some point. The driver was waiting outside. When the boss showed up, he hurried forward and opened the rear door.

Jian Zhiyan got on first, and then Lu Yin sat in. The car sank down like a boat.

Like her heart.

The car was speeding on the road in the dark night, and the destination was the hotel where Jian Yan stayed.

At this time, no man is in a hurry, but Lu Yin, on the contrary, answered two phone calls and explained a few business matters. It sounded like the secretary had sent him a document.

Lu Yin said, "I'll go back and watch tonight."

Next, there was a brief silence.

Jian Zhiyan was held in Lu Yin's arms, watched him finish the phone call, lowered her head in thought, men should be very busy, and the cause of this kind of busyness is only career, absolutely not a woman.

And looking at this kind of man's life, what can bring him mood swings can never be the love between men and women.

Even now, he was already standing at the door, Lu Yin gave Jian Zhiyan the impression that he was still terribly calm.

Jian Zhiyan folded her arms, and suddenly shuddered.

Startled, Lu Yin lowered his head, "Is it cold?"

"A bit."

Jian Zhiyan was wearing a flickering gown without even a sleeve. It was night and her arms were so cold that they lost all warmth.

Lu Yin simply took off his suit and put it on Jian Zhiyan's shoulders.

The silky lining of the suit enveloped people with body temperature and the bitter taste of rum. Jian Zhiyan's shivering this time hit the bottom of her heart, and some unspeakable shudder suddenly appeared in her body.

"Mr. Lu, we're here." The driver said.

Jian Zhiyan was hugged by Lu Yin, entered the hotel, the elevator went up all the way, the numbers flashed, every beat was like a drumbeat, hitting the heart, it was deafening.

In the middle, Jian Zhiyan secretly observed Lu Yin's expression. Under the monstrous skin, it was as still as still water. She didn't know that this was not the calm before the storm.

Really, eerily quiet.

tick.

Swiping the room card to open the door, Jian Zhiyan, as the master, walked forward with her skirts on. Wherever she passed, she turned on the lights along the way one by one.

"What would you like to drink?"

Lu Yin did not answer.

Jian Zhiyan walked ahead, took off her suit, and put it on the armrest of the sofa.

"I'll have the clothes dry-cleaned and I'll return them to you."

As soon as Jian Zhiyan turned around, she was tightly trapped by an embrace.

"I'd rather have this on you."

Lu Yin seemed to be joking, but the strength of his arm could not be suddenly straightened, it was gradually retracting, making it impossible to escape.

Lu Yin rested his head on Jian Zhiyan's forehead, staring at her dangerously, "Take it off, I want it now."

"Lu Yin..." Jian Zhiyan exclaimed, her body was forcefully pulled back by a huge force.

In order to stand firm, Jian Zhiyan had no choice but to prop herself up on the sofa with her hands, only to hear a slap, the zipper of the dress came from the back of her neck to her waist, her back felt cold, and the shoulder straps were already hanging on her arms.

The speed of entering the play is really unexpected.

Jian Zhiyan felt flustered for a while, and hurriedly protected her front, "No, I want..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she felt that the voice didn't seem to be her own, with a trembling ending and a soft tone that didn't look like she was refusing.

Lu Yin laughed as he listened, and at the same time, his waist was already close, his chest pressed against Jian Zhiyan's back, and he asked her next to his ear, "That night, New York, was it you?"

Jian Zhiyan took a deep breath, denying it at this time has no meaning, but admitting it like that is a bit useless.

She kept silent.

Lu Yin was dissatisfied, "Are you still unwilling to say?"

At this moment, the man who had mastered the absolute initiative squeezed forward, and covered her mouth before Jian Zhiyan exclaimed in the next second.

"I don't want to hear things that don't please my ears."

The man's hands were big and strong, with a slightly callused touch, which made Jian Zhiyan's cheeks ache. Coupled with the obstructed breathing, Jian Zhiyan's eyes widened in horror, and she made "uh" sounds one after another.

Lu Yin smiled softly, "Admitted?"

Jian Zhiyan raised her swan-like neck, and tried to nod her head, but what was more frightening was that it was Lu Yin's next question.

"That's an admission, you say I'm 'not good'?"

At that moment, Jian Zhiyan finally knew what it meant to be self-inflicted.

The light and shadow flipped, and she was laid down on the sofa. The leather fabric made a creaking sound due to the huge friction. Lu Yin was using his actions to prove that he "can do it".

No, it may be more than "OK".

Jian Zhiyan was moved from the sofa to the bed, after many twists and turns, she felt like a drop of water on a lotus leaf, being repeatedly scattered, gathered, and then scattered again.

In this corner of the night, she even doubted that if she could wait until the sunrise, she would be roasted by Lu Yin's temperature until she evaporated into the world.

After tossing and tossing for two hours, Lu Yin's phone rang just as he stopped.

The man stood up, tucked the corner of his black shirt into his trousers, and picked up the phone.

"Well, I see. I'll check my mailbox later."

Jian Zhiyan felt the soreness in her body, which was a little obvious. In order to relieve it, she changed to lie on her side, facing Lu Yin.

"If I didn't know you were single and called so late, I would have thought it was your wife."

With a smile, Lu Yin stretched out his hand to pinch Jian Zhiyan's nose, "Are you jealous?"

This kind of question is just a joke to enliven the atmosphere afterwards, Jian Zhiyan smiled cooperatively, and then asked.

"Why did you appear at the bar tonight?" Soon, she thought of something, "I heard that there is going to be remodeling, does it have something to do with you?"

Lu Yin put his watch on his wrist, "In the future, a cultural tourism street will be planned, involving renovation and packaging, and we have some in-depth cooperation with Zhongjun. I have been here for more than half a month, just for this."

Jian Zhiyan: "Oh, traveling for half a month, is it troublesome?"

Lu Yin: "Fortunately, it's finished now. I'll go back and get the documents later, and make a final confirmation. This matter can be handed over to the people below."

It seems that Lu Yin is leaving.

Jian Zhiyan hugged the quilt and sat up, trying to find a piece of clothing to wrap herself up in. She reached out to fish it out, but found that her long skirt had been torn to pieces by Lu Yin.

She sighed imperceptibly, and Lu Yin followed suit with a smile, and went to the bathroom to get her a bathrobe.

"Thank you."

Just as Jian Zhiyan was about to reach out to pick it up, Lu Yin turned his wrist and put the bathrobe back.

"Why did you come to Shangri-La?" he asked.

Clearly taking advantage of others.

But those with bare ass and buttocks, how dare they challenge those with clothes on.

Although Jian Zhiyan was dissatisfied, she answered honestly, "Come to a friend's wedding."

Lu Yin: "Bai Chengqi?"

Jian Zhiyan was a little surprised, "How do you know it's him."

Lu Yin didn't answer, but asked again: "A year ago, you slept with me and let me go, is it also related to him?"