Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 118 Jian Yi, do you still love me?
Jin Yanchen was in a bad mood. He sat on the sofa with his arms spread out, his long legs crossed, and the transparent folder thrown on the coffee table was eye-catching.

Mo Yucheng looked at it and found it funny. "You have prepared all the materials, are you going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register your marriage?"

Jin Yanchen ordered a glass of vodka. He raised his eyes and said in a somewhat unfriendly tone, "Is it your business?"

"I can't control it, but the Civil Affairs Bureau is closed today as it's the weekend." Mo Yucheng gloated, "Yanchen, I told you that you were doomed a long time ago, but you still insisted."

When the time came, Jin Yanchen sneered and toasted him back, "You too."

The bar was filled with dancing and the music never stopped. Jin Yanchen and Mo Yucheng sat side by side on the same sofa, both of them drinking silently from a glass of wine, with an attitude that made them look unapproachable.

The girls passing by made overtures and invitations, but they were all ignored. Jin Yanchen raised his cold eyebrows and stared straight and sharply at the girl on the dance floor.

The music and dance that she had taught him personally, this time she left him and was chatting and laughing with another man on the disco stage.

He waited for about five minutes, impatience gradually welling up between his brows. He took out a tip from his pocket and told the bartender at the bar, "Stop the music for five minutes."

The men and women on the stage didn't understand what was going on. They just knew that the music had stopped and the atmosphere was broken, so they ran down to drink out of boredom.

Lin Qingruan trotted down with Jian Yi. She was only wearing a laser suspender and a pair of high-waisted tight jeans. Her ponytail swaying with the music made her look youthful and beautiful. Without her heavy makeup, you would almost think she was a college student out for fun.

She kicked Mo Yucheng and asked angrily, "Did you do that?"

Mo Yucheng raised his hand to plead guilty: "It has nothing to do with me."

He gestured to the side, and Lin Qingruan raised her eyes to look over. The man who just now exuded an aura of being difficult to mess with suddenly lost his cold expression. He lazily stretched out his arms to embrace Jian Yi, and his tone was casual and dissolute.

"Xiaoyi, is it fun?"

Jin Yanchen's words reminded Jian Yi of the scene just now -
The lights were dim, and everything seemed to be covered with a blurry hue. When he leaned over, the tip of his nose just touched her brow. The small brown mole on the top was like an unspeakable secret. Only Jian Yi knew how many times she had kissed it during every moment of their love.

The atmosphere of the bar is perfect for staging a passionate love scene. The cheers from passers-by and the sound of "kiss" bring the atmosphere to its climax.

Jin Yanchen leaned on his arms and looked down at her.

He is best at this kind of condescending position, with his shirt buttons buttoned meticulously, and a faint sense of power emanating from him as he bends his arms. This is the temperament that is most difficult for women to resist. His gentleness is mixed with the wildness of hunting prey, and the sense of contradiction is a fatal temptation.

At this moment, he leaned down beside Jian Yi's ear, and his voice, perhaps soaked in wine, seemed even more magnetic and deep.

"Wouldn't it be a bit hard to end this without a kiss?"

Jian Yi was cramped in his arms, and even her breathing was shallow. She looked up at him helplessly, and her originally clear and cold eyes had long been disturbed. At this moment, she felt embarrassed and annoyed, and suppressed her voice to warn him, "Jin Yanchen, don't do anything stupid!"

"What counts as reckless behavior?"

Jin Yanchen chuckled and put his hand on her wrist. The black tie matched her slender white wrist, and there was a natural beauty that made people unable to look away.

He moved his lips slightly downwards and turned his head away to block the gaze of the onlookers. It was just a brief touch, but in the eyes of outsiders it looked like a deep and long passionate kiss.

Only Jian Yi knew how painful this light kiss was.

He was an expert at romance, and with just a little skill, he could create a hazy atmosphere. But she couldn't help but surrender to him. In the breathless state, she subconsciously reached out to hold down his hair, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, so that she could catch her breath for a moment.

Not wanting to recall what had just happened, Jian Yi stood there and took a breath.

Then she took a step forward, her body slightly leaning towards Jin Yanchen's right side, and took the glass of wine from his hand. When she turned around, her hanging hair accidentally brushed his chin.

Jin Yanchen's fingertips unconsciously rubbed the cup arm. He squinted his eyes and found her snow-white back among the bright colors. Black hair, red lips, a pair of cold and thin butterfly bones on the back, and every step she took on the slender high heels was swaying.

Just like a naturally graceful white swan, Jin Yanchen laughed meaningfully, because this swan was cultivated by him personally.

The atmosphere of confrontation surged in the dark, and the exchange of eye contact created an indescribable ambiguous atmosphere.

Lin Qingruan was a smart person, and he started to suggest playing games.

Mo Yucheng didn't want to leave in the first place. He was a playboy, so he followed Lin Qingruan's wishes and asked, "What do you want to play?"

Lin Qingruan rolled her eyes and said, "Truth or Dare."

"Such an old-fashioned way of playing?" Mo Yucheng raised his eyebrows, "Is there nothing exciting?"

"Isn't it exciting enough to hear Mr. Jin tell the truth and see you risk running naked in the bar?" Lin Qingruan sneered and asked provocatively, "Do you dare to play?"

"Is it."

The sound of dice being shaken sporadically could be heard, and the game was halfway through when Mo Yucheng said slowly, "Our Yanchen has never lost in gambling."

Lin Qingruan secretly thought that this was not good. She had forgotten to take this into account in all her calculations.

She looked at Jian Yi sheepishly and moved closer to discuss tactics, "Then we'll use Mo Yucheng, he's the worst at playing games."

Jian Yi nodded softly.

The development of the situation was beyond her control. Tonight was the last night she wanted to indulge herself, but she didn't expect that uninvited guests would come in a hurry and completely disrupt her mood.

In fact, she didn't have much talent in playing games, and the few games she knew were all taught to her by Jin Yanchen.

Jian Yi took a deep breath, not knowing how to break free from the life that was full of traces of him.

The first hand started with Lin Qingruan, who called out five points. She didn't play too unusually in her first hand, so she called out five sixes.

Naturally, Jian Yi added a point.

Unexpectedly, Jin Yanchen behaved out of character. He raised his chin and uttered the word "open" coldly and ruthlessly.

The dice were opened one by one, and Jian Yi subconsciously nervous.

Mo Yucheng tilted his head to look over, smiling charmingly, "No, you don't even have a 6, and you dare to follow Lin Qingruan and shout?"

Who would have thought that he would be fired on the first try.

Jian Yi's shoulders slumped. After a while, she looked up at the man in front of her and asked softly, "Honestly, what do you want to ask?"

After the five-minute intermission, the control console cut into the song "Spinning Over You".
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my head is spinning over you.
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i am getting shivers in my skin.

Jin Yanchen spoke in this extremely lingering tone.

He whispered, "Jian Yi, do you still love me?"

If there is a highlight moment in life, it must be now.

Asking a playboy who has never been involved in romance to bow his head for love, this scene can probably only be seen in dreams.