Chapter 4: Forced Kisses
The pleasure of weightlessness spread to Ye Ying Ning's limbs, and she knew very well that once she rolled down a dozen steps, the consequences would be really unimaginable.
But she didn't have the slightest desire to call for help, and her brain was empty until she ......
A big hand jerked at the belt of her trench coat from behind!
The downward trend immediately stopped, Ye Ying Ning shook, but in the end she still stabilized her body, she subconsciously reached out and grabbed the railing on her side, frightened.
"You're crazy!"
Lin Xingyuan's angry roar came from behind her, she could even hear the sound of his teeth rubbing against each other, her waist tightened, and then, her body was pulled by him fiercely, lifted up to the lu, and was dragged to the jogging platform of the stairs!
"You almost fell, do you know what to do!"
Lin Xingyuan didn't let go, still tugging on Ye Ying Ning's belt, because of fear and fear, his whole face was a little distorted and deformed, and his big hands with distinct bones kept trembling.
Almost, almost he didn't catch her!
If she really fell, such a steep and high staircase, he didn't dare to guarantee that she would be safe!
Moreover, I watched this scene right in front of my eyes!
"I know. ”
Night Infant Ning also couldn't suppress the light trembling, opened her mouth, her voice was so hoarse that even she was startled, her throat was tight, as if it was blocked, and the heart that was hanging high was already beating wildly as if it was about to jump out of her chest.
"You did it on purpose. ”
Hearing this, Lin Xingyuan squinted, his eyes were dangerous and deep, staring at her pale face.
This woman is either too smart or too stupid to dare to joke with her life!
Night Infant Ning closed her eyes slightly, panting violently, her legs were completely weak, and she couldn't stand anymore, so she had to lean against the wall behind her, barely letting her body slide down.
Without warning, a scent of white sandalwood rushed into her nose, and she was startled and quickly lifted her eyelids.
It's already late, Lin Xingyuan's face is close at hand, and there is no way to avoid it.
In the next second, Ye Ying Ning only felt a pain in her jaw, and was grabbed by Lin Xingyuan, unable to move.
He pinched her face with his hand, without any pity, with all his strength.
"You dare to die?!"
He suddenly came out with such a sentence out of nowhere, and the night baby Ning frowned, not caring about the strangeness in Lin Xingyuan's voice, but just trying to break free, reaching out to break his fingers.
The shadow was projected, and he freed up one hand and pressed both of her wrists, and Ye Ying Ning was already subdued by him before he even saw his movements.
There was a sharp stinging pain at the corner of his lips, and his teeth hit her tiger teeth, and the fragile gums immediately burst into beads of blood, but Lin Xingyuan continued to push her teeth with the tip of his tongue as if he didn't feel any pain.
The escalation of the pain is not a pleasant tingling sensation, but a punitive bite.
At this moment, Lin Xingyuan's heart was full of fear and anger, and he still pinched her jaw, because he was afraid that she would bite him. It took a lot of effort for his tongue to reach into her warm mouth and violently sweep between her lips and teeth.
Unable to close her mouth, Ye Ying Ning had no choice but to let him vent, in fact, she was almost powerless to resist.
It seems that two people have split into her body, one is herself and the other is still herself.
One of her wants to give up all morality and shame and continue to love the man in front of her, no matter what infamy she will bear;
"Stop doing this stupid thing......"
Lin Xingyuan jerked off her lips and spit out a word gently, his voice was not broken, he had already gone to kiss behind her ear.
The kiss, like the rain outside the window, is dense and goes down.
This was one of Ye Yingning's sensitive zones, and he remembered it very well, from the harvest of the night she was drunk.
Sure enough, she was immediately speechless, panting helplessly, as if she couldn't open her eyes, slightly closed, and her thick and long eyelashes trembled slightly.
He kissed for a long time, then buried his head in her shoulder socket and held the night baby in his arms.
"I also want to die at the happiest second and let everything freeze. ”
muttering in his mouth, Lin Xingyuan himself was also confused.
Many mornings, when he woke up and faced this world, his whole person would become like a puppet, and it would take a long time for him to barely piece together his already incomplete soul.
And the piece that belongs to the heart has been completely shattered with some memories, turned into powder, and will never disappear again.
"Forgot ...... She's it. ”
Night baby Ning Qiang couldn't help choking, she wanted to say "I", but she couldn't.
Her words were like a fire, burning Lin Xingyuan's body violently, he opened his eyes as if he was burned, and pushed her away.
No, she's not her!
He was almost bewitched by the woman in front of him, and he was bewitched again!
The ** in his eyes faded little by little, and instead appeared with a thick color of indifference, Lin Xingyuan took a step back, and in the blink of an eye, the expression on his face had returned to normal.
"Remember what you said, and I'll keep our little secret that night just as well. ”
He deliberately mentioned that night again, just to remind Ye Ying Ning that he could ruin her reputation at any time.
After speaking, without waiting for her to react, Lin Xingyuan turned around and left.
His steps seemed to be a little embarrassed, but he didn't slow down at all, and the old staircase was trampled to a "bang", and the entire world seemed to shake with it.
Ye Ying Ning raised his hand, stroked his red and swollen lips little by little, and stretched his fingers in front of his eyes, only to see that there was a little blood on it, it was his blood.
If it weren't for that, she would even think that everything that had just happened was just a nap when she was tired.
She lowered her eyes, unexpectedly catching a glimpse of a crystal at her feet.
It was the little skeleton, the chain was broken, and it fell off the key, it should have slipped out of the pocket when Lin Xingyuan pounced on her just now.
It turned out that there was an omen in the dark.
He has carried it for so many years, and this chain has never been broken, and to this day, everything must be broken.
Night Infant Ning squatted down and held the little skeleton tightly in the palm of her hand.
It's like an electrocardiogram, and when she touches it, those past events flash in front of her eyes like movie shots, making her shrink into tears in the corner.
It's broken, it's fine.
Cry, it's fine.
After three days, Ye Yingning finally sent the design sketch that had been revised more than a dozen times to the designated submission mailbox of the jewelry design competition.
She was a little nervous, there were only three hours left before the deadline for the official submission of her works, and she should be the last batch of contestants to submit them.
It's not that Ye Ying Ning is calm, but the disease of perfectionism has recurred, and she is not satisfied with anything, so she has to drag it until the last moment.
On the computer screen, her creation this time is displayed - a cheongsam-shaped pendant, with a double-sided hollow design, the finest connection is even only three or four millimeters, the cheongsam buckle is inlaid with diamonds, and there is a red jade embedded in the center, forming a cluster of dazzling peony patterns.
This is the inspiration she got from that afternoon, and her work is inspired by the charm of the old era, delicate and reserved, even after another hundred years, neither deliberately pleasing nor following the crowd.
It is precisely because fashion itself is so ugly that it will change every ten years, and designers can never catch up with fashion, designers can only create fashion.
Night Infant Ning stood up, slowly closed the computer, and let out a long breath.
She had a hunch that she was going to fight an unprecedented tough battle next.