Feed the tiger with her

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After the meeting was over, Lu Yin took the lead to leave under all eyes.

The assistant followed behind him and reported in a low voice, "I made an appointment with Miss Jane for you, and Miss Jane said..."

"say what?"

Lu Yin slowed down and showed interest in listening.

The assistant mustered up his courage, "Miss Jian said that she would feel nauseous when eating with you."

"nausea?"

This is the original words, this is really the original words.

The assistant's heart trembled, and he only hoped that the boss would not take his anger out on him.

Lu Yin smiled, "It must be something wrong with rice."

Busy until six o'clock in the evening, it was rare for Lu Yin to get off work on time, so the driver drove straight to Jane Zhiyan's house.

Maybe it's because of a different mood, even the evening rush hour traffic is not so annoying, Lu Yin waited very patiently, and even answered a phone call from his parents on the way.

Four 10 minutes later, knock on the door.

Jian Zhiyan came to open the door in person, wearing a light coffee-colored sweater and trousers, with two braids on her shoulders. Seeing such a refreshing girl who was thinking about her heart, Lu Yin felt that the busy day floating in the air had a clear meaning. Drop point.

Leaving the door open, Jian Zhiyan turned around and was about to leave when Lu Yin pulled her into his arms.

Jian Zhiyan struggled slightly, looked towards the kitchen, "Your aunt is still here."

There was a busy figure beside the island stage - that was the cooking aunt sent by Lu Yin from his home in the afternoon - just to cook a meal for Jian Zhiyan that didn't upset her stomach.

When the servant came to the door, Jian Zhiyan didn't want to embarrass an outsider, so she left him behind. At the same time, it was equivalent to acquiescing to Lu Yin's behavior of visiting the house for a meal.

The servant who had done a good job had already left, and without outsiders, Lu Yin didn't show any signs of haste, but instead ate seriously.

People from aristocratic families have excellent table manners. They hold the bowl in one hand, with a smear of porcelain white between their fingers, and hold the chopsticks in the right hand. They eat quietly.

Jian Zhiyan watched Lu Yin with the end of her eyes from time to time, seeing that he had a good appetite, and wanted to provoke him.

"Last time you asked me to cook in the suite. What do you think of the food on that table?"

I still remember him without mentioning it, Lu Yin smiled: "I didn't eat your green set meal."

It's not bad if you don't smash it.

Lu Yin: "But I tasted the chicken soup, it's better than...the ones sold outside."

Jian Zhiyan didn't hear the implication, and her attention was focused on the name of the green and oily set meal, "I made it but didn't eat it, you are full of hostility towards my dishes, and my cooking skills are completely wasted."

Lu Yin was already full, put down his chopsticks, reached out for a piece of paper, and covered his mouth with both hands, not knowing whether he was wiping or laughing.

"Yes, you are good at cooking, I wasted it." His voice was muffled, his eyebrows and eyes were bent.

The dining room lights hung directly above his head, shining brightly and warmly, casting a clear reflection of his facial features on the man's face, Lu Yin, who talked and laughed, was simply an ideal in the world.

Jian Zhiyan looked down at him, suddenly felt that the topic was boring and unable to start a fight, so she got up and walked to the living room.

Lu Yin followed and sat down next to her. There was a glass bowl of fresh longan on the low table. He had just taken it out of the refrigerator and filled it with ice. He peeled one and put it in his mouth.

Very sweet taste.

He didn't like it, but Jian Zhiyan liked it, she didn't like sour food, Lu Yin still remembered, so he ordered it to the servant, and now, he peeled another one for Jian Zhiyan.

Feeding was something that had never happened before, both of them felt a little unnatural, Lu Yin brought the crystal clear longan to Jian Zhiyan's mouth, raised his eyebrows, and stared at her lips.

A pair of lips, moist and plump, and a little swollen, the taste of yesterday flooded back into memory.

Lu Yin remembered.

Jian Zhiyan also remembered, as if to get rid of the last night of being rubbed and abused, she quickly took away the fruit and separated it in her mouth.

It was cold and sweet, and she swallowed it in a hurry, without any time to taste it, Lu Yin asked her.

"Is it tasty?"

Jian Zhiyan: "It's delicious."

"Why is my one not so tasty?"

Jian Zhiyan was taken aback, and Lu Yin sealed her lips on the grounds that he tasted yours.

Between exhalation and inhalation, it is full of sweet aroma of fruit juice.

Lu Yin endured it more and more, then retreated reluctantly, rubbing his thumb against her lips, Jian Zhiyan opened her eyes, half coquettish and half angry.

"From the moment you entered the door, you have no good intentions."

With her arms around, she hung herself on him again, "Do you want to do it again?"

Lu Yin laughed heavily, there was nothing to deny anyway, he thought about her for a day, and he was close to the limit to be able to stop the kiss just now.

He pulled out a tissue and spat out the core.

"I came here today because I actually have another matter."

"what?"

"My old man's [-]th birthday is next week, and he plans to invite relatives and friends to get together. Yanyan, I want you to come with me."

Jian Zhiyan froze for a moment, obviously not used to Lu Yin's attitude that changed too quickly.

They had been playing around from the very beginning, and now—they fell asleep again after the divorce—it was also out of some kind of self-defeating indulgence.

Jian Zhiyan did not expect that Lu Yin would actually fulfill the promise of "I will give you everything", and was ready to take her into the room so soon.

He was waiting for her answer, with a smile in his eyes, she could tell that the birthday banquet was another official announcement he had planned.

Jian Zhiyan lowered her eyes, retracted her hand, and distanced herself a little from him.

"I do not want to go."

With a dignified face, his eyes are cooling down.

"Why." Lu Yin's pupils were darker, and when his emotions were strong, there was an unfathomable aura,

Jian Zhiyan said lightly, "It's not appropriate for me to attend Uncle Lu's birthday banquet with you."

"I brought my girlfriend to my dad's birthday banquet, what's inappropriate?"

"Our relationship is not suitable. We are friends with benefits. In the future, I only want to be friends with benefits with you. Therefore, it is not suitable for us to show off in formal occasions."

The thin bright yellow light in the room fell on Lu Yin's face, without adding any warmth.

He stared at Jian Zhiyan, which was completely different from before.

He has always disliked disobedience from others.

Jian Zhiyan knew that she had touched Lu Yin's taboo, so she didn't make a sound, but her eyes were firm and provocative like never before.

The attitude is clearly that if you are willing, we will continue to live in peace, and if you are not willing, you can leave.

It's just that the expected quarrel did not happen.

Lu Yin grabbed her by the wrist, pulled her into his arms, and fell silent for a long time.

He was obviously sighing in his heart, a kind of helplessness that he couldn't help but was reluctant to force himself.

"If you think of me as a friend with benefits, then you are a friend with benefits."

He regarded her as a serious partner, but he couldn't get her seriousness. Lu Yin knew that Feng Shui took turns and he was being punished.

Today's newspaper, one for one.

"You are angry with me. I know it. It will be fine when you let it out slowly. Anyway, the old man has a big birthday every year."