Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 48 Jin Yanchen, are you in love with me?

Jian Yi thought of many ways to get this piggy stuffed animal, but she never thought that Jin Yanchen would personally take a flight to the UK to buy it for her.

She thought that if Jin Yanchen had simply bought it for her with money, she probably wouldn't be so moved.

But he held the pig in his arms, and one hand was around her. He lowered his head and said tenderly, "I bought ten at once, and picked the best one for you."

Jian Yi couldn't help but ask: "What about the remaining nine?"

Jin Yanchen laughed to himself. He scratched her nose and said in a lazy Beijing accent, "What are you thinking about? I'll pack the rest and give it to Song Zhi."

"Do you like it?" He leaned over again, touched the hair by her ear with his dry palm, and began to tease her again, "Baby pig?"

Jian Yi felt that Jin Yanchen was probably born with a frivolous heart, otherwise he could turn any topic into a flirtation.

She quickly changed the subject: "You asked Cheng Ning to take me with you. Do you want to teach me something?"

Jian Yi felt that Jin Yanchen's attitude towards her seemed different from that of others. He liked to teach her how to read financial reports, talk to her about how to behave in society, sometimes took her out to see the world, and was not stingy at all in feeding her with resources.

Yan Chen's eyes slowly turned to her. She was really smart and could do anything at once. But she didn't like to use her intelligence on him. She just said whatever she wanted to say, as if she was being frank on purpose.

He raised his eyebrows and asked knowingly, "Cultivate what?"

"Train you to be Mrs. Jin?"

These words were like a spring thunder that had been dormant for a whole winter and finally gathered strength to strike down with a loud bang.

Jian Yi was in a trance for a moment, and the smile on his face was a little unnatural, "I haven't thought about it."

"Xiaoyi, it's not impossible."

Jin Yanchen said casually, his eyes raised, and he turned his head to look at her with a cigarette between his legs, "But, there's nothing good about being my wife. I'd rather you be Miss Jian."

"What kind of Miss Jane?" Jian Yi asked him indifferently.

"Entrepreneur, investor, or open a flower shop that you like?" Jin Yanchen smiled slightly, "As long as it is what you like, it is good."

Jian Yi looked at him steadily.

He was so affectionate, so affectionate that he never told a lie. He told her clearly that even if she became Mrs. Jin, she might not be happy.

To love someone you must first love yourself. Jin Yanchen knew that she understood this principle best, so he told her to be Miss Jane.

Jin Yanchen possesses both the gentleness and rationality that are essential for a perfect lover.

But he lacks the most crucial link - the possessiveness to prove love.

The moonlight was like a cold light. She turned her head and looked quietly into the distance. Her two slender black eyebrows were like a crescent moon, with a pair of silent and cold eyes sinking below them.

After a long time, Jin Yanchen heard her reply.

Jian Yi said, "What if I want to be someone else's wife?"

"What if I want to be someone else's wife?"

Jin Yanchen stopped moving, slightly retracted his arms on the sofa, and his eyes became dark and unpredictable.

He was playing with the metal lighter in his hand, a little scarlet light was burning on it, and his eyes and brows were full of indifference.

The noise of the day has long faded away, the night is quiet, and the shadow of the moon seems to be pulling invisibly.

Jian Yi sat quietly in the hanging chair in front of the window, the moonlight shining on her soft hair, giving her a sense of lightness, as if she would float away at any moment.

Jin Yanchen couldn't tell any emotion: "Whose wife do you want to be?"

Before she could answer, he had already accurately captured her position in the dim light and shadow, and then kissed her fiercely.

Jian Yi seemed to have succeeded, and laughed in his arms, "Didn't you tell me to do whatever I like?"

"If so what do you like?"

Jin Yanchen held the back of her head and kissed her hard again without waiting for her to say a word.

"I……"

Jian Yi wanted to say something, but he held her in his arms, her muscles bulging into a narrow triangle, and she was completely trapped in his arms like a trapped beast. The whole yard was full of fireworks, and with a "bang" all the dark disguises were torn off.

The breathing of both of them gradually calmed down. Jin Yanchen rested his chin on her collarbone, his eyes fixed on the thin moonlight.

The only faint moonlight in the darkness fell on his face, as if it was the last favor from heaven. Perhaps because his expression was too cold and indifferent, in the end even the moonlight abandoned him and disappeared into the vast night.

Jian Yi turned around at this time. She was still leaning in his arms. She could feel his breath very clearly with the slightest movement.

Jin Yanchen lowered his eyes and looked at her.

She smiled at him with curved eyebrows, grabbed his broad shoulders, tilted her head forward and kissed him.

Jin Yanchen leaned over and obeyed her. Sparks flew in an instant, and the snow in his expression melted away. He hooked his fingertips around the edge of her hair and whispered.

It is his talent to avoid talking about love, and it is his instinct to flirt with others.

Jian Yi raised her head with difficulty. She looked deeply at him across the endless night, as if she wanted to see into his heart.

She suddenly laughed and traced his eyelashes with her fingertips. Now she could tell without even looking, "Jin Yanchen, are you in love with me?"

It was the first time he heard Jian Yi call his name. He pronounced the three words in a clear and loud voice with a hint of playfulness at the end. It didn't sound like she wanted to hear an answer, but rather like she was deliberately joking with him.

Jin Yanchen snorted and laughed, raised his eyebrows slightly, and exerted force with his hands to confront her.

"Maybe."

They struggled mightily in this relationship, neither of them willing to give in easily, and in the end the moon disappeared, but Jin Yanchen was like an invisible light, supporting and embracing her entire body from behind.

His lips were kissing my lips passionately as he whispered in my ear.

He said, “I give up.”

Jian Yi turned around with a little joy of victory, her eyes sparkling with tears, and she let out a breath that she had been holding in her heart. She felt indescribably relaxed and cheerful.

She stretched out her arms and put them around the back of his neck. Her face, which had just experienced something, was very charming with every frown and smile.

"Do you know what I just smelled on you?"

Jin Yanchen didn't say anything, but lowered his head and kissed her again.

Jian Yi smiled and dodged, imitating his example and leaning close to his ear -
"The smell of possessiveness."

Jin Yanchen used his own actions to let her feel what the word "possessiveness" really meant.

The next morning, the kingfisher, which had eaten its fill, once again stopped in front of their window, chirping as an alarm clock. Song Zhi called and invited Jian Yi to attend their tea party salon.

Jian thought for a moment and his eyes fell on Jin Yanchen.

He put one hand on her waist, his eyelids drooped, and he hugged her tightly in a half-asleep and half-awake state, "If you feel bored, go and have a look."

Jian Yi asked, "Did you specifically introduce your sister to me?"

Jin Yanchen hummed: "She is about the same age as you, you two should be able to play together."

His words had the same effect as Grandma Jian's usual muttering. Jian Yi yawned and muttered softly, "Why are you like my grandma?"

"Ok?"

Jin Yanchen opened his eyes. He was shirtless. He suddenly pinched her chin with his free hand and sneered, "You have sharp teeth."

Jian Yi knew that Jin Yanchen was still remembering what happened yesterday. It was not a matter of winning or losing, but she was in the worst position after all.

Not everyone can see Jin Yanchen losing his composure, she is the only one.

Thinking of this, Jian Yi smiled. She reached out to touch the pearl white dress on the floor-standing clothes rack. As soon as she stood up, she remembered that there was something else on her body. It turned out to be an earring that fell next to her hand.

Jin Yanchen picked it up, a small pearl design, and looked at her with interest.

Jian Yi took a breath and obediently lay down beside him to make peace, "Okay, I admit defeat to you too."

(End of this chapter)