Gently bite the jasmine

Chapter 113 Shouldn't the lights be turned off?

As Lin Xi hesitated behind the door, Liang Yutong turned around and called to her, "Why don't you come in?"

Lin Xi showed her his phone.

Liang Yutong leaned closer, put her arm around Lin Xi's shoulder and laughed, deliberately flicking a strand of hair from her cheek: "So, are you going or not?"

Lin Xi shrugged her shoulders slightly in response.

Liang Yutong opened the door and pushed her outside: "Be careful, don't let Zhou Zheng see you."

Lin Xi's cheeks flushed slightly, secretly annoyed by Liang Yutong's nonsense.

She arrived at Duan Yiheng's door, looked around, and just as she raised her hand, the door was pulled open from the inside.

Lin Xi stepped inside and smiled at Duan Yiheng: "You've been waiting for me?"

Duan Yiheng replied irrelevantly, "I thought you were going to make an excuse to deal with Miss Liang, so you should take it slow."

Lin Xi cleared her throat awkwardly: "Yutong knows about us."

Duan Yiheng suddenly chuckled and leaned down to whisper teasingly in her ear, "Couldn't hide it?"

Lin Xi pushed him away, embarrassed and annoyed: "Why did you call me over?"

"On the surface, I wanted to spend New Year's Eve with you," Duan Yiheng said, leaving the rest unsaid.

Lin Xi chuckled: "What do you mean by 'on the surface'?"

Duan Yiheng put his arm around her shoulder and casually led her to the balcony, saying, "The rest is unspeakable, it can only be understood intuitively."

Lin Xi sat down with him on the soft beige sofa, where candlelight flickered on the coffee table and the aroma of red wine wafted through the air.

Lin Xi took the red wine he offered and lightly touched the glass to his lips: "Is this what 'unspeakable' refers to?"

Duan Yiheng tilted his head back and took a sip of red wine, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times, creating a beautiful and sexy curve.

He shared the scent of wine on his lips with Lin Xi, then grasped the back of her neck, forcing her to accept his kiss.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, their breaths hot against each other. Lin Xi's body trembled slightly as she gripped the wine glass tightly.

After the kiss ended, Duan Yiheng downed his red wine in one gulp and remained silent for a long while.

Lin Xi's throat was dry and itchy, and she took a few sips every now and then, her face burning.

The night wind was chilly, but a fire burned deep within Lin Xi's chest.

Meng Huaishan's words echoed in her mind like a constantly scrolling bullet screen, each word a promise of a bright future for Duan Yiheng.

Having stolen a moment of pleasure, shouldn't that be enough?

Lin Xi's eyes grew deeper and deeper as she mimicked Duan Yiheng's manner and finished her red wine.

"Drink slowly, it has a strong aftereffect." Duan Yiheng's tone was casually gentle.

Lin Xi lowered her eyelashes, her voice almost hoarse: "Big brother, I'm cold."

Duan Yiheng paused for two seconds, then naturally pulled her into his arms, correcting her, "What did you call me?"

Lin Xi was so embarrassed that he called her by the wrong name in his nervousness.

"Duan Yiheng."

Lin Xi's voice was just like her appearance—sweet, soft, and clear. Duan Yiheng really liked it when she called his name.

He spread his legs and pulled Lin Xi into his arms by wrapping one arm around her waist.

"What were you asking Mu Zhao about downstairs? Were you looking for him?"

Lin Xi hugged his neck and pretended to be naive: "No, I was just asking casually. Zhou Zheng was right there at the time, and I was afraid that if he talked to me, you would get jealous again."

“Zhou Zheng has a good family background and good looks, but he’s much older than you,” Duan Yiheng said calmly. “You two aren’t a good match.”

"You're the only one who's suitable." Lin Xi looked at him speechlessly. "You're only a year younger than him."

Duan Yiheng wasn't annoyed. He circled her long hair behind her back with his fingers and said, "It seems you think it's suitable. From Duan Mingxuan to Zhou Zheng, your taste in people is quite different."

"I don't like Zhou Zheng at all, I clearly like—" Lin Xi suddenly shut her mouth, her heart pounding.

She almost fell into the trap of his rhythm of speech.

Lin Xi knew perfectly well that their current relationship was their fault, clinging to that little bit of attraction and reluctance, going against everyone's wishes.

Given her personality, she probably wouldn't have revealed a single word if Duan Yiheng hadn't taken the initiative several times.

The three words "I care" that she was forced to say were the only response she could give.

Today, Meng Huaishan's words were undoubtedly another blow to her head, waking her from her increasingly deep slump.

This wasn't the first time Duan Yiheng had tried to subtly hint at his feelings, all for the sake of her saying "I like you."

Whether she liked it or not, Lin Xi couldn't bring herself to say it.

She suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips.

After a two-second pause, Duan Yiheng cupped the back of her head and began to respond.

"Bang bang—"

Several loud bangs ripped through the sky, startling Lin Xi like a frightened animal. She abruptly opened her eyes and uttered a soft murmur, "What?"

"Fireworks," Duan Yiheng replied, tightening his grip to prevent her from escaping even slightly.

She wanted to see it.

Duan Yiheng noticed her struggling movements, and with a quick movement, he lifted her up and carried her into the room.

Lin Xi's long hair was disheveled as she slammed her back against the soft bed. She stared blankly at Duan Yiheng, who was leaning over her, and said, "I want to see."

Duan Yiheng kissed her again, like a tiger or wolf that had caught its prey.

Amidst the dazzling explosions of fireworks, Duan Yiheng pleaded, "Watch me."

Lin Xi remained stiff, but did not refuse.

The hot breath traveled from her lips to the side of her neck. Lin Xi was ticklish and could only shrink her neck to avoid it.

"No, are you not going to turn off the lights?" She couldn't stand the glaring light.

Duan Yiheng paused, buried his face in Lin Xi's neck, and remained still.

Lin Xi supported his weight and asked him what was wrong.

Duan Yiheng sighed softly, feeling that he was losing control.

He stepped back, got up, pulled Lin Xi up from the bed, and helped her tidy her long hair.

"It's getting late, let's go back to sleep."

Lin Xi was taken aback, and blurted out, "You don't want to?"

Duan Yiheng looked at her quietly for two seconds, then pulled her into his arms and said, "Am I unwilling? I am reluctant, but the time, place, and moment are all wrong."

Lin Xi's face flushed as she thought of the friends who had come with them.

"I...I...I..." she stammered, "I'll go back now."

She ran out of Duan Yiheng's room, only to be stopped outside her own room.

Lin Xi knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered.

Liang Yutong wouldn't go to bed this early, especially with the fireworks going off outside. The only possibility is that she went out.

Lin Xi could only call her, but no one answered after two or three attempts.

"Where could Yutong have gone so late?" Lin Xi muttered to herself, then texted her, "Could she have been taken away by Mu Shuo?"

Liang Yutong still didn't reply to the message. If she really went to see the fireworks, she probably wouldn't have heard it.

Lin Xi looked back and wondered if they should go wait for Duan Yiheng.

I don't know how long I'll have to wait standing here in the hallway.

Lin Xi made her decision and immediately turned around. Just as she reached Duan Yiheng's door, a gentle voice called out to her, "Miss Lin."

Lin Xi turned around subconsciously: "Professor Zhou, you're not asleep yet?"

Zhou Zheng happily agreed, "The fireworks outside are still going on and disturbing my sleep. I really can't sleep, so I might as well get up and go take a look. Or, shall we go together?"

"Uh……"

“My brother sent me a photo; they’re all on the rooftop terrace, including your friend.”

It would be impolite to refuse someone's repeated invitations.

But if you agree...

While Lin Xi was still hesitating, the door beside her was suddenly opened, and Duan Yiheng, fully dressed, glanced at the two of them:

"I'll go with you."