The night is deep.
Jin Yubai lowered his eyes, and his well-jointed fingers clasped his long chin, but his hand was wet.
The air pressure seems to have dropped a little lower.
Mianmian's heart trembled, remembering what he told her not to cry in front of him.
Thin white fingers hurriedly touched his eyebrows, trying to wipe away more and more tears.
Clear crystal liquid flowed out from the gaps between her fingers.
Jin Yubai felt inexplicably irritable, frowned, stretched out his hand to take out the cigarette case, and called her in a low voice, "Come here."
Mianmian sniffed, and the moment she raised her head, a silver-white object suddenly flew toward her.
She turned pale with fright and subconsciously ran away.
The lighter clattered to the ground.
Jin Yubai didn't expect that she was as courageous as a rabbit, and her face could turn bad if she was frightened by the slightest thing.
Mianmian recognized that it was the lighter he often used. Her heart skipped a beat and she went to pick up the lighter in a panic. Her voice trembled, "I didn't mean it..."
Jin Yubai stared at her frightened look arrogantly and said impatiently, "Can you light a cigarette?"
Mianmian held the lighter and spoke carefully, "No, I don't know how to smoke..."
Who asked her if she smoked?
Jin Yubai's eyebrows were cold and stern, and the corners of his mouth turned up in a mocking arc, "Who has spoiled you for not knowing how to learn? You don't know anything. Do you really think you are a young mistress?"
Mianmian's fingers holding the lighter curled up.
She wanted to tell him that she didn't know anything.
She can cook, do laundry and do housework.
I can also play the pipa and go to work to make money.
But she knew he wouldn't want to hear that much from her.
Mianmian lowered her eyes in disappointment, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
When Jin Yubai was most annoyed when he spoke, she always looked like she had been wronged so much, and the fire in his heart jumped up. His eyes darkened, and he said coldly, "Speak."
Mianmian knew that he was angry again, so she pressed the lighter in panic. The moment the scarlet flame flashed, she said nervously, "I'm learning, don't be angry. Being angry is not good for your health."
The ball of fire was handed to Jin Yubai.
But the fire in my heart has not burned out yet.
His dark pupils stared at Mianmian's lowered eyebrows, his Adam's apple slid up and down in a sharp arc, and the air pressure around him dropped sharply. He laughed softly. He was clearly laughing, but his eyes were full of sarcasm.
Mianmian looked into his ice-hardened peach eyes with trembling eyes, watched his sexy throat move, and then rolled out each word that became colder than the last, "Are you worthy of me too?"
Sourness rose to the tip of her nose, and Lian Lian's fingers weakly let go of the lighter, and the flame went out again.
Jin Yubai saw that her eye sockets and the tip of her nose were suddenly dyed red, her eyebrows moved, and she was obviously bored, "What else will you do besides crying?"
Mianmian's eyes were so sore, but she still tried very hard not to shed tears.
Don't be disliked by him.
She opened her eyes, not even daring to blink, and reluctantly pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying, "I'm not crying, don't be angry."
After the drunkenness dissipated, Jin Yubai's mind became clear now. When he looked into her charming and well-behaved eyes, he still felt angry. He opened his fingers and snatched the lighter from her hand.
The flames burned again, illuminating the crimson eyes even brighter.
Jin Yubai bit a cigarette, snorted, lit it sideways, rolled the flame around the cigarette, and took a puff.
Mianmian watched his Adam's apple rolling up and down, her heart beating fast.
She thought maybe he wasn't that angry anymore.
But the next moment, Jin Yubai suddenly leaned down and pressed her down. He clasped her chin and blocked her lips hard.
The lips and teeth were forcefully pried open.
The puff of white smoke was also viciously sent into her mouth.
Mianmian's brain was buzzing, her breathing was erratic, and her heartbeat was also erratic.
She and him were actually kissing.
In the past, Jin Yubai could only bite her, but not kiss her so deeply.
The bitter taste of tobacco soon filled her mouth. Mianmian had never received such a passionate kiss. Her eyes widened in confusion, and her fingers grasped the corners of the man's clothes in panic.
But soon, she seemed to be suffocating. She wanted to breathe, but she didn't know how.
Suddenly, she heard Jin Yubai snort, and slightly pulled away her lips to give her time to breathe.
Mianmian's chest heaved violently, like a fish starved of oxygen, trying hard to breathe fresh air.
As soon as she could breathe easier, Jin Yubai suddenly bit her collarbone.
He held her soft waist and said in a commanding tone, "You can only cry over things like this from now on."
