The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

The one who was still calm and comfortable was Shang Jing. He looked at Yanjiu with a smile in his eyes, also waiting for Yanjiu's reaction.

In Shang Jing's view, when your heart is moved...you have to take action, otherwise you will waste your time and your hair will turn gray in the blink of an eye.

And at this moment, what a great opportunity.

Looking back at Yan Jiu, the touch on his lips was still there, soft, loose, and aggressive at the same time.

Yanjiu's nature dictated that he did not panic or become angry.

He was just stunned, when did it start? Kissing is something only lovers can do.

Shang Jing's arrogant temperament would not allow him to be wronged just to play a prank.

Yanjiu thought about it carefully, and it seemed that everything had a trace.

Shang Jing seems to be very indulgent towards herself, especially recently, she has developed into liking to do things to herself.

However, Yanjiu was not disgusted with Shang Jing's kiss, he just thought it would be a bit tricky.

Starting an intimate relationship has never been within Yanjiu's understanding.

But at the same time, Shang Jing is extremely paranoid and his mind goes crazy from time to time.

Yanjiu was worried that if he didn't handle it well, Shang Jing would break his legs, and then throw him into a small dark room and lock him up.

It would be okay if there was a bed in the small dark room... Then you could sleep during the day and sleep at night...

Yanjiu came to his senses and stopped himself from thinking more and more outrageously.

At this time, everyone at the banquet held their breath and stared at Shang Jing and Yan Jiu.

Bai Xingjian's face turned gloomy. He had only suspected it before, but now it could be confirmed that Yanjiu had really hooked up with Shang Jing.

Liu Jincheng curled up the corners of his lips, with a slightly bitter expression. He leaned against the window, holding a glass of wine and drinking alone, seemingly aloof from the incident.

As for Yaohua, a slightly playful smile appeared on his face.

He had just proposed marriage to Shang Jing. With Shang Jing's temperament, it would only be a good idea if he agreed.

Even if you disagree, you will most likely ignore it and ignore it.

However, Shang Jing summoned the illegitimate son of the Bai family in such a big way to kiss him... It was really unexpected.

While thinking, Yaohua looked at Yanjiu, and finally began to look at it seriously:

Lazy, listless, indifferent... and a face that is both plain and gorgeous.

Moreover, he could not feel any spiritual power in Yanjiu.

Yaohua couldn't think clearly, there was nothing special about Yanjiu.

At this moment, Shang Jing stretched out his hand to play with the ends of Yan Jiu's hair, and smiled at Yan Yan's words:

"Yanjiu, Young Master Yaohua wants to marry me, but I don't want to do anything..."

Shang Jing's words echoed through the silent banquet hall.

Everyone suddenly realized that Shang Jing was afraid that he did not want to marry Yaohua, so he pulled Yanjiu out to block the gun.

An illegitimate child is an illegitimate child, and it doesn't matter even if he becomes cannon fodder.

However, Yan Jiu had a little hope. He really hoped that Shang Jing would use him to block the gun.

Having said that, Yanjiu didn't want to get into any trouble.

Therefore, he glanced at Yaohua, then looked at Shangjing, and said with a false blessing:

"Mr. Shang, you and Young Master Yaohua are truly a match made in heaven, and your marriage is also a cross-century friendship between Yan Yang and Yaotai.

I wish you both can work together and grow together..."

Before Yanjiu could finish speaking, Shang Jing picked him up on his back.

Shang Jing easily carried the inkstone with one hand and stretched out his hand towards Yaohua.

Yaohua raised her eyebrows and shook hands with Shang Jing in a formal manner.

Shang Jing smiled: "Yaohua, I have some personal matters to deal with here, so I need to leave first.

Nanhe will entertain you. Please forgive me for any inconvenience. "

After finishing speaking, Shang Jing carried Yanjiu away with great arrogance.

Seeing this, everyone was a little confused.

Does Shang Jing use Yanjiu as a chess piece...or does he really have other thoughts.

Forget it, Yanjiu is just an illegitimate child after all.

Whether sincere or not, you will still be the one abandoned in the end.

……

The secluded place of Shang's house was covered with a thin layer of snow, and the clear light of the moon shone on it, making it a bit cold.

Yanjiu tried hard to keep his voice steady: "Okay, it's time to put me down."

Shang Jing obeyed and put down the inkstone.

But the next moment, he stretched out his right arm and imprisoned Yanjiu between the tree trunk and his body.

The space is small and cramped, and the atmosphere is ambiguous.

Shang Jing leaned close to Yanjiu's ear, his voice was low and frivolous: "How do you say it?"

Yanjiu wanted to retreat, but was blocked by a tree trunk and had no way to retreat. Yanjiu had no choice but to ask: "What do you say?"

Shang Jing's eyes wandered to Yanjiu's lips: "About me kissing you..."

Yanjiu's eyes averted for a moment, and then he said calmly:

"Daodao is ruthless, Daodao said that kissing is just the touching of two lips, and it is no different from eating pork."

Hearing this, Shang Jing chuckled: "You are very nervous."

Yanjiu didn't know why, but his scalp was numb: "It's okay..."

Shang Jing's tone was gentle and dangerous: "Actually, there is a big difference between kissing and eating pork. Maybe I didn't work hard enough just now."

As soon as Shang Jing finished speaking, he kissed Yanjiu again.

This time, he didn't just try it lightly, but took on the posture of cannibalism.

It was a complete attack on the city. Yanjiu felt that the air in his body had been sucked dry, and his mind was not clear.

Only the feeling between the lips and teeth was particularly clear.

As for Shang Jing, who is completely aware of the essence and taste, there is no room for Yan Jiu to retreat.

Lean less and the sucking sound stops.

Shang Jing looked into Yanjiu's eyes with a smile. Yanjiu's peach blossom eyes were now more beautiful than before.

There was spring in the winter night.

When the heartbeat in his chest stopped beating so violently, Yanjiu finally sighed and said, "When did it start?"

Shang Jing thought for a moment and then said softly:

"I forgot that I am not a person who falls in love at first sight. All love at first sight is motivated by lust."

Yanjiu: "..." This is really more difficult to say than love at first sight, so Yanjiu changed the question again:

"What do you like me?"

Shang Jing thought for a while and couldn't think of a reason. Liking is a very special emotion. It doesn't just target a certain point, but likes a person as a whole.

Shang Jing: "What do you like about you? I don't know..."

Yanjiu: "..."

He is usually well-read and prides himself on knowing everything, but now he is in trouble.

Emotions are his weakest area, but he directly encountered an unconventional problem like Shang Jing.

When Yanjiu's mind was confused, Shang Jing spoke again:

"Actually, the first time we met was not in the back alley of a bar."

Yanjiu was puzzled: "Where is that?"

Shang Jing: "When you were 11 years old, you were thinking about the cliff of life..."