Chapter 22: Can’t I be self-taught?
Growing up, I saw many people approaching me with various purposes.
But I won't be angry about it, this kind of thing is normal. It’s just that sometimes it’s a bit annoying to deal with.
I don't find it bothersome to deal with bourbon. After all... I also want to get information about Rum from the other party. Moreover, the other party is a smart person. Although temptation is inevitable, the situation is controllable and relatively trouble-free.
To be honest, if he really wants to exchange his body for information... As long as this information is part of what I am willing to give, I don't think I can't agree to it. After all, I do have this need now, and the other party just meets the conditions.
I took long strides while holding the camera and watching the photo playback.
Well...even though I just got kicked inexplicably, I did take some good photos.
Of course, I have kept my grudge against the stupid couple in mind, and I will go out to destroy the couple tomorrow. I am not joking with Bourbon, I am seriously planning to implement this plan!
"Although I can't win the top three, I should be able to win the excellence award..." I muttered while secretly selecting the photos I was going to take for the competition.
Today is the eve of Valentine's Day, and the streets of Japan have already entered the atmosphere - specifically, chocolates are on the shelves, and the prices have also increased.
I don’t have the patience to make chocolate myself, it’s better to say that I don’t have the talent for cooking. So I went out to try out new Michelin restaurants, and after eating to the point where I doubted the Michelin judges and completely blocked such flashy things as molecular gastronomy, I went to choose chocolates with an unhappy look on my face.
"Well... the gin boss doesn't like sweet things, so he still chooses dark chocolate..." I picked it up and looked at it halfway, paused, put it down again, and chose the milk chocolate with normal sweetness on the side, "But after all, I have to go through it. As expected, it’s better to choose what I like!”
After finishing everything, I went home relatively early today and sat in the living room watching the new episode of "My Brilliant Girlfriend" while waiting for the gin boss to come home.
I'm not worried about Mr. Gin staying up all night. Because if that were the case, Vodka would have tipped me off in advance.
Just in case, I also specifically told Vodka.
"But it's indeed a bit slow... It's almost past twelve o'clock..." I looked at the time, and my eyes became sharp.
It's very dangerous to let Mr. Gin go out alone on Valentine's Day. Should I...
Before I could think of plan B, the door opened.
I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pressed the pause button on the video, jumped up from the sofa, trotted over, opened my arms, and jumped on me: "Azhen, you're back!"
The other party had just taken off his hat and hung it on the coat rack. He didn't dodge my attack-like attack and let me bump into him. He then put his arm around my waist and half-picked me up. He then carried me from the entrance to the living room. I put it down and patted my head. The whole movement was very skillful, and the words I said were not much different from before: "Stop messing around."
…Sometimes I think Chianti is right. Sometimes I really act like a dog. When I'm waiting for someone to come home to greet me, I'm just picked up and petted a few times before being left to play.
But today I had my own purpose, so I endured it, calmly returned to the sofa, pressed the play button again and continued watching the show.
After the gin boss finished changing his clothes and came out, I turned off the TV and got up from the sofa. As usual, I poured wine for others and put it on the coffee table. Then I rubbed myself next to the person, took off my slippers and sat on the sofa with my feet. , pretending to have done nothing, slowly throwing the chocolate into his mouth and eating it, but in fact he quietly glanced at the other party's actions from the corner of his eye from time to time.
I felt that I had done it very covertly, but the other party still noticed it, frowned, and asked, "What are you planning?"
I glanced directly to the other side, stuffed another chocolate into my mouth, and pretended to be stupid in a long and vague tone: "Hey - what - no -"
The silver-haired young man beside me just glanced at me and ignored me. He raised his glass and took a sip of wine.
At this time, he was holding a wine glass in one hand, and it was not convenient for his hands to move, and it was also the time to relax...
I aimed at the right moment and launched a sudden attack without hesitation. I turned over, straddled the person's lap, put my hands around the person's neck, and when he didn't react, I leaned in and kissed him. The other person didn't move or push me away.
I raised my eyes slightly and met his dark green eyes, showing no emotion.
This... represents the default permission, right?
I held my hand tighter and tentatively stuck out the tip of my tongue. I thought Boss Gin would maintain this indifferent attitude, but when the tip of his tongue touched his lips, he opened his mouth directly.
……Why? Was it so smooth?
My mind was a little dazed, and I almost reached in instinctively. But before I could prepare to do anything, the other party directly raised his hand through my hair and held down my head and neck. This was not so much a response as a direct seizure of control. I could feel the strength of the hand on my head and neck getting slightly stronger, my lips and teeth being lightly licked and entangled, and the dominant object was switched in an instant.
The good news is that my chocolate was definitely delivered successfully, and I can guarantee that the other party actually ate it;
The bad news is that it doesn't feel like it was given by me, but rather like it was snatched by the other party. Moreover, the chocolate is mixed with the taste of strong liquor. The good milk chocolate tastes like the heart of the wine.
My heartbeat and breathing became faster, my brain felt dizzy due to lack of oxygen, and swallowing became difficult. When meeting the other person's intensely aggressive eyes, he subconsciously wanted to avoid it, closed his eyes, and gradually loosened his grip on the person's neck. Instead, he grabbed the clothes on his chest and curled up unconsciously. Lift the toes.
I always feel like... my body has become a little strange.
I subconsciously felt that I couldn't go on like this, so I pushed the person away with my hands.
To my surprise, the other person immediately let go of me as soon as I exerted my strength.
Once I was free, I opened my eyes and looked over. Boss Gin stared at me with his dark green eyes, his expression half-smiling.
...What are you doing! ? Do you look down on me? Why! I just simply lack experience! As far as my learning ability goes, I can’t imagine how much better I’d become if given a little time and practice!
The other party ignored my vaguely accusatory expression and commented with interest: "I ate too much chocolate."
My expression looked a little more depressed - that's because sending chocolates is my main purpose!
My mood has changed at this time. From the beginning, "Okay, I finally succeeded in sending out the chocolate" turned into "Hey, I'm sick of you."
"However, there is some improvement."
……Um?
I looked at him with some surprise. After confirming that the other person was not sarcastic but really complimenting me, I became happy. I couldn't help but raise the corners of my mouth, raised my chin, and said with a little pride: "That's natural! I You said I was a genius!"
Before I could be proud for a few seconds, the hand on the back of my head suddenly tightened and grabbed my hair, forcing me to raise my head forcibly.
I frowned, and before I had time to complain, I met the cold, scrutinizing eyes of the person in front of me...and a voice that was deeper than usual, mixed with a bit of torture.
"Where did you learn it?"
