Gently bite the jasmine

Chapter 185 My mouth can get even more unforgiving, do you want to try?

Why do I like her? Duan Yiheng couldn't answer for a moment.

I like to categorize love at first sight as love that develops over time as love that grows over time.

Duan Yiheng felt that he and Lin Xi were not even remotely related.

They spent very little time together. Although they lived in the same villa when they were children, it was normal for them not to see each other for ten days or half a month.

The two were six years apart in age; when he graduated from junior high school, she was still a chubby, immature elementary school student.

They meet once a month at a family dinner, and their seats are always the furthest apart.

She would look at him timidly, thinking she was hiding it well, but in reality, he caught her every glance.

One time, annoyed by being stared at, he deliberately startled her when no one was around: "Hey kid, why are you staring at me?"

Lin Xi didn't say a word, turned around and ran away.

Duan Yiheng twirled Lin Xi's long hair with his fingers, looking down at her: "Perhaps all the changes started the year you went abroad to study."

Lin Xi turned her body to the side and snuggled back, saying, "On New Year's Day, I went out with my friends. After watching the fireworks, I went to find Brother Mu Zhao and we talked about some things about you."

"You went to try and get information out of her, didn't you?" Duan Yiheng brushed the tip of her nose with the end of his hair. "You thought I didn't know."

"..." Lin Xi suddenly sat up. "Didn't he promise me he wouldn't tell you?"

Duan Yiheng put his arm around her shoulder and let her lie back in his arms: "You believe what he says?"

Lin Xi: "...Brother Mu Zhao deceived my feelings."

Hmm? Duan Yiheng released the long hair in his hand, cupped her chin with his fingers, and made Lin Xi look at him: "Deceive your feelings?"

Lin Xi raised her hand to block his face as it kept getting closer, and said, "I'm talking about feelings, not love."

Duan Yiheng pinched Lin Xi's waist: "Whatever the feelings, just fool me."

"Are you crazy?" Lin Xi was amused by him and pushed away his hand that was messing around her waist. "I didn't deceive your feelings."

Duan Yiheng bumped her forehead and said, "You asked me specifically why I like you, but I can't really explain it. I only know that after working overtime late at night, listening to the bodyguard report on your situation abroad, I felt a little strange, like I had developed a sense of attachment."

This concern made his life less cold.

"It was Aunt Wei who arranged my affairs abroad. Why did you take over?" Lin Xi asked, somewhat puzzled.

Because they weren't really close back then, and he always had a cold expression, Lin Xi was even afraid of him.

I dare not look him in the eye, nor dare I get close to him. If he comes back for the New Year, I will try my best to look him in the eye and say "Happy New Year".

Duan Yiheng was unhappy for many years. From "Happy Birthday" to "Happy New Year," it was only twice a year, and it seemed like he was only happy twice.

To say he was happy would be an outward expression; his mood was simply noticeably better. Lin Xi, of course, had no idea, but Qin Yang, who had worked by his side for many years, knew this all too well.

Thinking of this, Duan Yiheng chuckled: "I can empathize with you."

When he went abroad to study, the conditions were very difficult compared to those at the same level.

He thought it was a trial arranged by his grandfather and silently accepted everything.

It wasn't until an accident that he was injured that he learned Duan Zheng and Chen Baiwei had left him to fend for himself abroad.

After that incident, Uncle Deng, who was by the old man's side, took over his affairs abroad.

Lin Xi understood immediately, and she raised her hand to pat Duan Yiheng's chest.

Duan Yiheng grasped her wrist, his gaze shifting slightly: "What are you doing?"

Lin Xi glanced at him: "Just trying to comfort you."

"Is that all you're going to do to comfort me?" Duan Yiheng's gaze drifted down to her lips. "Just words?"

Lin Xi: "...I didn't just pat you, this was an act of comfort."

Duan Yiheng leaned down, his nose almost touching hers: "You mean that overly maternal gesture just now?"

"..." Lin Xi was speechless. "I never knew you could be so sharp-tongued."

Duan Yiheng went a step further, his breath close: "My mouth can be even more unforgiving, do you want to try?"

Lin Xi was no match for him at all; a hint of embarrassment flashed in her eyes as she tried to resist him.

"Why are you moving around like that?" Duan Yiheng grabbed her wrist. "Don't you know you're still injured?"

Lin Xi: "..."

Wouldn't that make it even easier for him to bully him?

She glared at him angrily and silently looked away.

Duan Yiheng knew that she had tacitly agreed, and smiled as he pressed his lips to hers.

Lin Xi had shared many kisses with him, and she consciously parted her lips slightly, their breaths mingling.

He swallowed every breath Lin Xi took, until Lin Xi was out of breath.

Taking advantage of her inability to move, Duan Yiheng loosened his grip on her, gave her a moment to breathe, and then kissed her back.

Lin Xi had never known that kissing could cause oxygen deprivation. She leaned against Duan Yiheng's chest for a long time to catch her breath, her eyes reddening.

Duan Yiheng couldn't get enough of hugging and kissing her, and he pecked at the corner of her eye, forcing Lin Xi to wink.

"Stop it," Lin Xi dodged his kiss, "When are we going back?"

Duan Yiheng said, "I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow for a full check-up to see if there's anything wrong with your arm. If everything's fine, we'll go back the day after tomorrow."

Lin Xi sighed, "We were supposed to stay at the farm for three days, what a pity."

"There's nothing to regret." Duan Yiheng ruffled her hair. "It's not like you won't have another chance in the future."

It's probably not easy. They're in the south and the north, and although transportation is convenient, people probably wouldn't come here specifically for work.

That's what Lin Xi thought, but she still just hummed in agreement with Duan Yiheng.

Duan Yiheng placed a kiss on her forehead, his voice, like the gentle evening breeze of a southern night, brushing against Lin Xi's ear: "Then go to bed early tonight?"

Lin Xi sensed a hint of ambiguity and shook her arm: "What should I do if I want to take a shower?"

Duan Yiheng frowned subconsciously: "Let's not wash it, so as not to get it wet."

Lin Xi frowned, but it was a look of disdain.

Seeing this, Duan Yiheng whispered in her ear, "If you really want to, I'll help you."

Lin Xi felt embarrassed, but Duan Yiheng would never let her go into the bathroom alone.

The night's passion left her feeling unwell, even though Duan Yiheng had wiped her down.

After much hesitation, she nodded, her face flushed.

Duan Yiheng got out of bed, carried her into the bathroom, placed her on the sink, and said, "Don't move, I'll go get you some pajamas."

Lin Xi responded in a quail-like voice.

When Duan Yiheng returned to the bathroom, she didn't even dare to lift her head.

The bathroom was filled with steam; after a three-hour shower, Lin Xi felt her skin was all wrinkled.

When Duan Yiheng asked her if she wanted to sleep, she replied with her eyes closed, "Sleep."

Duan Yiheng turned around, washed himself clean, went back to the bedroom, and hugged Lin Xi.

Having slept soundly without any dreams, Duan Yiheng woke Lin Xi up at seven o'clock today because he needed to take her to the hospital.

The aphrodisiac will be fine once it's metabolized; relatively speaking, the wound on her arm is more shocking.

Airlines have requirements regarding passengers' health conditions, and cabin pressure may affect wounds.

However, the high-speed rail would take six or seven hours, so Duan Yiheng immediately rejected this plan.

Because of Lin Xi's injury, they stayed for three more days.

Three days later, at 3 PM, Lin Xi and Duan Yiheng landed in City B.