She is the Third Kind of Stunning - Chapter 89

Jian Qing folded her arms, leaning against Lu Yinxi’s bedroom door, looking at her room with a lonely expression.

Lu Yinxi came in from the balcony, saw her in a daze, ran over, touched her forehead lightly, and asked softly: “What’s wrong?”

Jian Qing froze for a moment, as if she came back to her senses, her dark eyes stared at Lu Yinxi, her eyelashes drooped, and she remained silent.

Lu Yinxi saw herself reflected in her black pupils, and suddenly realized that she seemed a little wronged, like a wet little animal about to be abandoned.

What are you aggrieved about?

Lu Yinxi lowered his voice: “Didn’t you go to the hotel for a meeting and dinner? Why did you come back so early?”

Jian Qing still didn’t speak, moved her lips, let out a soft “hum”, and then turned her head away.

A very low hum, just a breath sound.

If you are not close, it is impossible to hear.

Lu Yinxi was stunned for a while, thinking about what made Jian Qing angry.

In the past week, she was very obedient, because Jian Qing always ignored her, hiding in the study alone, not coming out, immersed in her own world.

If it wasn’t for trust, Lu Yinxi would have almost thought that Jian Qing was tired of her.

Lu Yinxi didn’t know what happened to Jian Qing. Jian Qing didn’t want to talk about it, and she didn’t even want to reveal too much of her emotions. She always liked to carry and bear it alone.

She only vaguely realized that those things were related to Lan Zhou.

Lu Yinxi’s eyes gradually dimmed, and his tone became a bit complaining: “You are always like this, you are bored in everything, and you refuse to talk to me.”

Being blamed by her, Jian Qing remained silent and did not refute anything, but her eyes became a little more aggrieved.

Lu Yinxi didn’t want to see such a look in her eyes, and voluntarily surrendered: “Okay, okay, let’s not talk about this.”

She guessed that Jian Qing must think that she was too young to be worth talking about.

That’s okay, she can wait until Jian Qing feels that she is mature and sensible enough, until Jian Qing is willing to trust and rely on her.

As long as they have the opportunity to stay together for a long time, they can wait.

There was a faint smell of alcohol floating on the tip of the nose. Lu Yinxi had a sensitive sense of smell. He sniffed the smell on Jian Qing’s body and said, “Have you been drinking? Have you been drunk by them?”

Jian Qing basically doesn’t touch alcohol when she is outside, only at home, she occasionally drinks some red wine before going to bed to help her sleep.

Jian Qing stretched out her finger and made a three-to-one comparison: “Three glasses, I only drank three glasses, I don’t drink too much.”

This kind of words seemed to clarify something with herself, Lu Yinxi smiled, touched her forehead again, and said to herself, with your drinking capacity, you can only drink three glasses.

“You go to rest on the sofa, and I’ll mix some honey water for you.” She took Jian Qing to the sofa and sat down.

Jian Qing said, “I want to add lemon.”

“Okay, I’ll add lemon to you, did you eat at the hotel?”

Jian Qing spat out two words: “Eat.”

Lu Yinxi asked again: “Do you eat a lot?”

“not much.”

Lu Yinxi raised his wrist to check the time: “It’s 19:00, I’m going to cook some mung bean soup. If you’re hungry later, you can have a bowl.”

Jian Qing nodded in agreement.

Lu Yinxi felt that Jian Qing was a little drunk, and couldn’t help but want to tease her.

But not sure if he was drunk.

She still looked sober, as usual, calm and unflappable.

Lu Yinxi hesitated for a moment, bit his lip, leaned over, with a smile in his eyes, half teasing: “I’m so good, do you want to praise me?”

She wanted to hear something good from this ice cube, but she vaguely understood that she would probably get a silent result.

As expected, Jian Qing didn’t speak, just looked at her, brushed away the fine strands of hair from her forehead, and put them behind her ears.

Lu Yinxi avoids Jian Qing’s hand angrily.

Seeing Lu Yinxi hiding from her, Jian Qing withdrew her hand and said, “You are not good.”

Always want to leave her.

She doesn’t even know what she did wrong.

Lu Yinxi snorted heavily, picked up the doll pillow on the sofa, and smeared it on Jian Qing’s face unceremoniously.

Jian Qing leaned back and was stuck on the sofa by Lu Yinxi.

Afraid of being retaliated by her, Lu Yinxi quickly hid in the kitchen with a laugh, locked the glass door, poured honey water and stewed mung bean soup for her.

After mixing the honey water, she opened the glass door, poked her head out, and looked at the person on the sofa.

There was no one on the sofa, Lu Yinxi walked out of the kitchen, and saw Jian Qing’s bedroom was open, and there was a faint sound of water coming from the bathroom in the bedroom.

She put the honey water on the table in the bedroom and went to the kitchen to make mung bean soup.

When she came out again, Jian Qing was wearing a white bathrobe, sitting on the sofa, her long wet hair was casually draped over her back.

Summer bathrobes are rather short, and the hem of her bathrobe barely reaches the middle of her thighs, and her bare long legs are white and straight.

She held a glass of red wine in her hand, shook it gently for a moment, raised her head slightly, and drank it down.

Then he put down the empty glass and poured himself another half glass.

The eyes were always cold and arrogant, but when they saw Lu Yinxi approaching, they softened instantly.

Like a pool of melted snow.

Lu Yinxi thought of his former self, who was once stared at by those cold eyes, making his hair stand on end.

How could she have expected at that time that she would have such soft eyes?

Lu Yinxi went to get a hair towel, took away Jian Qing’s wine glass, put the towel on Jian Qing’s head, and wiped her hair: “Why are you drinking red wine again? You don’t need to drink it if you want to help sleep many.”

Jian Qing didn’t say a word, just stared at her, her eyes sparkled, and the end of her eyes and cheeks were a little red due to the effect of alcohol.

Being stared at by such eyes made his chest thump, Lu Yinxi’s eyelashes trembled, went to get the hair dryer, and dried Jian Qing’s hair until it was 70% dry.

If there are two women in the family, the hair in the family will double.

After blowing his hair, Lu Yinxi released the intelligent robot to clean the living room, and urged those who were not sober on the sofa to go back to the bedroom to rest.

Jian Qing brushed her hair and said, “I’m not sleepy.”

For some reason, Lu Yinxi felt that the way she brushed her hair was very coquettish, so she couldn’t help but stick her gaze on her body, sweeping around, scrutinizing her face unscrupulously.

It wasn’t until the intelligent robot cleaned the wall where the suitcase was placed that she came back to her senses and moved the suitcase to the entrance for the robot to clean.

She’s going to W city to participate in a benefit performance tomorrow morning, and she won’t be back until about a week later.

Jian Qing has been shutting herself in the study these days, and the two rarely communicate, and Lu Yinxi hasn’t had time to talk about it yet.

She turned around, opened her mouth and said to Jian Qing, “Tomorrow I—”

“Where are you going with the suitcase?” Jian Qing walked over after seeing her carrying the suitcase, followed her, interrupted her, and stared at the black suitcase with hatred.

Lu Yinxi looked at Jian Qing, and then at his suitcase. He didn’t understand why his suitcase made her angry, and she was going to stare at her like that.

Is she drunk?

Who did you take the suitcase for?

Lu Yinxi took her hand and said soothingly, “I didn’t go anywhere, I just went to a charity performance. I mentioned it to you last time, and you still listened to my songs for many days.”

Jian Qing recalled slowly.

Lu Yinxi pulled her back to the sofa, walked into her bedroom, and handed the undrinked glass of honey water to Jian Qing.

Jian Qing didn’t drink it, but suddenly picked up the red wine on the table and poured it on Lu Yinxi.

Lu Yinxi only wore a long blue and white striped shirt, red wine spilled from his shoulders, soaking most of his clothes.

With the wet clothes stuck to his body, Lu Yinxi looked down at the red wine stains on his body, and sighed slightly: “So you look like this when you’re drunk… This shirt is 252 yuan. When you wake up, remember to give it to me.” A compensation of 520 yuan will be transferred.”

She stood up and went to change clothes.

Jian Qing grabbed Lu Yinxi’s wrist and pulled it hard. Lu Yinxi suddenly fell into her arms and stared at her dumbfounded.

“I can’t leave now.” Jian Qing circled her with red eyes, muttered to herself, kissed the corner of her lips restrainedly, and said what had been buried in her heart for a long time, “Don’t leave, I only have you alone people…”

Lu Yinxi huddled in her arms, completely stunned.

Jian Qing came closer again, and licked her lower lip with the tip of her tongue, as if licking a delicious prey.

She blushed, came out of Jian Qing’s arms, and stared at Jian Qing for a few seconds.

Jian Qing was also looking at her with sad eyes.

Lu Yinxi felt distressed when she saw it, and took the initiative to bend down, hook her neck, and said softly: “The lipstick you put on today is the one you gave, and it is edible.”

Offered a kiss.

Lip to lip, from the corner of the lip to the peak of the lip, gently rubbing and rubbing, a gentle and lingering kiss.

The taste of red wine and the fragrance of roses blend together.

She didn’t drink, sniffed these scents, kissed gently, kissed in a hazy way, as if she was drunk.

Jian Qing stood up, opened her teeth, and opened the hem of the clothes with her hands, rubbing the soft and delicate suet white jade with her palms.

The kiss was gradually deepening, from a gentle caress to a passionate kiss with lips and tongues intertwined, just like the strength of her hands.

Pushed and shoved by her, Lu Yinxi moved his feet and gradually moved to Jian Qing’s bedroom.

The light in the bedroom was not turned on, so Jian Qing turned on the starry sky light and adjusted it to the brightest setting.

The two fell down on the side of the bed, and Lu Yinxi straddled Jian Qing’s lap.

Jianqing’s lips, from the clavicle upward, lick along the side carotid artery of Luyinxi to the earlobe.

The buttons were peeled off one by one, the shirt soaked in red wine was untied, the shirt fell to the wrist, the hands were cut behind the back, bound by the shirt, the red wine was gradually licked off.

Lu Yinxi’s face was flushed, his eyes were foggy, his head was thrown back, his hair was hanging down, and he was forced to lean forward.

There was a huge full-length mirror in the bedroom. She turned her head to look at the mirror, and saw Jian Qing’s unbridled movements. Her ears were hot, as if she could hear the blood rushing in her veins.

She closed her eyes, not daring to look any further.