The way you say 'okay' is very special.

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Every Thursday evening was the Lin sisters' dinner day at 'Shengyuan'. Lin Jin, seeing Lin Jue looking dejected from afar, quickly slid into her seat and asked in utter surprise, "Oh dear, something's wrong. Lin Jue's sitting in the corner." Lin Jue rolled her eyes at her, "What's wrong with me sitting in the corner?" Lin Jin poured tea for both of them, "Alright, whether at home or out, the eldest Lin sister always sits in the most conspicuous spot, as if afraid no one will notice her." Lin Jue sighed, "Sigh, not tonight." Lin Jin noticed her bad mood but didn't say anything more, signaling her staff to start serving drinks and food. Just then, she saw Lin Yue rushing into the restaurant, looking bewildered. She quickly waved to her, beckoning her to look in the corner.
Lin Yue, puzzled, came to the table and sat down uncomfortably, "Why am I sitting so far to the side today? I thought I got the time wrong!" Lin Jin didn't speak, but gestured with her chin towards Lin Jue.
Lin Yue raised her eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Is it related to men?" Lin Jin replied dismissively, "What kind of intelligence is that? Is there even a need to ask? Women's troubles are always because of men." Lin Yue opened her mouth to refute, but then nodded, "Spot on." The two of them looked at Lin Jue, waiting for her to explain. Lin Jue sighed, "Mingyao is driving me crazy right now. He hasn't spoken to me for two weeks.
" Lin Yue was a little unsure, "Is it 'Hanting' again? I know he's a bit of a quiet type, but it shouldn't be that hard to win him over." Lin Jue became even more annoyed, straightening up and immediately retorting, "He's not quiet at all. Do you think any man would make you take your underwear off in a crowd?" Lin Jin and Lin Yue immediately screamed, "Oh my god!" Lin Jin clutched her chest as if she had just choked, "I bet he's passionate in bed too." Lin Jue let out a long "tsk," "Ha, not just in bed!" Lin Yue directly took out her wallet and handed it to Lin Jue, "I've changed my mind. Take whatever you want, let me try it out later." The three of them burst into laughter, but Lin Jue was the first to stop, quickly returning to her previous dejected expression.
Lin Jin hesitated for a moment: "What if he has someone else in his heart?" Lin Jue's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't been unaware that Fu Mingyao's domineering attitude towards her might be related to his already having Zhou Min under his thumb. So she recounted everything about her ex-girlfriend in detail.
Lin Yue snorted and said angrily: "That's outrageous! Treating us as backup options? Does he even know you?" Lin Jue felt a warmth in her heart when she heard Lin Yue say "we." Although the three of them bickered, they were always family. Fu Mingyao was different. His aggressive gaze and resolute attitude that night left Lin Jue at a loss for words. She shook her head and said regretfully: "Actually, it has nothing to do with anyone else. I brought this on myself.
" She had tried to contact Fu Mingyao by text message several times, but it was like throwing stones into the sea. As far as Lin Jue knew, he probably just glanced at her and deleted her. Lin Jue knew, of course, that Fu Mingyao was waiting for her answer, but she suddenly realized she also had a timid side. Strictly speaking, he hadn't put any pressure on her, but Fu Mingyao had still frightened her nonetheless. Yes, they could try, but what would the outcome be? She didn't even know whether to be afraid of staying together or afraid of breaking up. The whole situation troubled her greatly, so she tried to avoid it as much as possible. She hoped Fu Mingyao could compromise; she wanted to do it her way, the way she could handle it.
"Are you free this weekend? Let's go to 'Hanting'!
Shall we go for a run in the city park?
Have dinner? Go to the opera?"
She wanted to do it her way, an irresponsible way, without consequences. Fu Mingyao scrolled through the text messages Lin Jue had sent him, over and over again. The thought of contacting her had become a strong temptation, ready to make him give up at any moment. Just as Lin Jue said, what was wrong with doing it her way? Fu Mingyao irritably threw his phone on the table and started pacing around the office, walking for an hour before he felt he had vented enough. He sat down, leaning back in his office chair, rubbing his face with his hands. This woman was simply haunting him. Well, that wasn't quite accurate; despite Lin Jue's unpleasantness, she was still intelligent and charming. Fu Mingyao dismissed that thought. He always demanded of himself to be fair, but that didn't mean he would condone Lin Jue's way of handling their relationship. Fu Mingyao knew that with a woman as unpredictable as Lin Jue, if he let her have her way, they would have no hope. Fu Mingyao needed to be firm; whether it was a game or a serious matter, he had to be in charge.
This was difficult.
Last night, he lay in bed unable to sleep. This woman had not only intruded into his life but also invaded his dreams. This fact was enough to fill him with anger as soon as he woke up, and his mood darkened further when he checked his phone and found no new messages. Nights without Lin Jue were incredibly dull for Fu Mingyao. He considered going for a run, but without Lin Jue, he had no motivation. He wanted to work, but he had no desire to turn on his computer. So, Fu Mingyao could only sit quietly in his office, listening to the noise outside. He recalled her nestled in his arms at the theater, her hands instinctively opening and then tightly clasping back, as if he could feel Lin Jue's softness and smell her faint fragrance. This only made him more agitated. Fu Mingyao got up and opened the window, but the fragrance seemed to follow him everywhere. Perhaps it was just the scent in the air, or perhaps that delicate fragrance, like her, had seeped into his very bones.
This was truly difficult.
The phone rang. Fu Mingyao glanced at the number but didn't answer immediately. However, the ringing persisted, and he sighed before finally answering. A gentle, pleasant voice came from the other end—it was Zhou Min. He perked up and tried to speak to her patiently and easily, discussing investments and recent stock transactions. Fu Mingyao knew he couldn't give Zhou Min what she wanted, so helping her earn more money was the least he could do. Zhou Min was also a perceptive person and quickly noticed his unusual behavior. She was somewhat worried. Fu Mingyao rarely acted like this; he never had eyes blazing with anger or a volatile temper. His upbringing wouldn't allow him to behave this way. But she could tell that his erratic behavior and lack of patience over the past few weeks were
indicative of something she knew was related to Lin Jue, who had accompanied him to the theater that day. Zhou Min had been spoiled since childhood; if she expressed her feelings, almost no one would challenge her. Fu Mingyao's breakup proposal surprised her, but she wasn't overly worried. Men are like children, throwing tantrums now and then, but they'd be fine after a little coaxing. She hadn't expected Lin Jue to suddenly appear out of nowhere, someone who couldn't compare to Zhou Min in any way, yet had captured Fu Mingyao's heart. She hadn't missed their intimacy at the theater, the way Fu Mingyao looked at her, or the eagerness with which he pulled her away after the performance. She felt a sense of crisis, especially knowing that a man like Fu Mingyao never treated playful banter as a game, nor did he treat games as playful banter. No matter what, she had to make Lin Jue disappear and get lost.
Zhou Min easily found out about the Lin sisters' online shop and that they ate at 'Shengyuan' restaurant regularly every week. Without prior notice, she went to the restaurant and approached them, hoping to resolve the matter quickly. "I have a suggestion," she said. "I know you sell luxury goods, and I really like your website. Start with two or three hundred thousand yuan and gradually expand. It's easy money; think about it.
" Lin Jin and Lin Yue had never met Zhou Min before, but after Lin Jue's brief introduction, they quickly realized she was Fu Mingyao's ex-girlfriend. Zhou Min was kind and friendly, and since she was there to give Lin Jue money, they were initially quite happy. However, a glance at Lin Jue's expression revealed her to be a wolf in sheep's clothing. Lin Jin quickly surveyed the restaurant. They always ate close to closing time so the three of them could go home together, so there weren't many customers at the moment.
The other two women who came with Zhou Min didn't seem to pose any threat. Even so, she still gave her subordinates a wink to stay alert. It wasn't uncommon for restaurant owners to encounter unruly and disruptive customers, but this person in front of her was related to Lin Jue and Fu Mingyao, the man who had Lin Jue so infatuated with him. She didn't want the situation to turn ugly, but she also absolutely didn't want Lin Jue to suffer any losses.
When Lin Jue saw Zhou Min appear at the entrance of 'Shengyuan', she knew this woman hadn't just happened to be there; she had ulterior motives, and Lin Jue certainly wouldn't like them. Sure enough, Zhou Min didn't waste any words, proposing that Lin Jue secure a long-term, stable supply from the original manufacturers abroad, with her handling sales. Zhou Min methodically explained her plan step by step, and Lin Jue nodded but ultimately interrupted her: "I understand, but what exactly do you want from me?" "You're so smart, of course you can guess. I won't waste any more words, I just want you to stay away from Fu Mingyao." Zhou Min wasn't offended, remaining calm and collected, as if Lin Jue doing as she said was the most natural thing in the world.
Zhou Min slowly said, "This shouldn't be difficult for you. After all, you've only known him for a month. No one would believe you're deeply in love or madly in love. In the long run, you haven't suffered any injustice." The three Lin sisters sneered in unison, as if she were talking nonsense. Lin Jue was encountering this for the first time, and her fingertips trembled slightly, but she tried her best to suppress her anger and said calmly, "I don't have the money to keep you away from Fu Mingyao, but thankfully, he didn't dump me." Lin Jue didn't really have much confidence in saying this. After all, Fu Mingyao hadn't spoken to her for more than half a month. Whether she was dumped or not was just a matter of Fu Mingyao writing a word or saying a sentence.
But these were things Lin Jue didn't care about right now. This wasn't just to erase Zhou Min's condescending expression. She had always been very self-respecting and knew that there were many people better and more outstanding than her. But some things, some people—how will you know they're not meant to be if you don't fight for them? She made up her mind to stop hesitating; she would fight tooth and nail today, no sacrifice too great.
Lin Jue looked at Zhou Min with the most disdainful expression she could muster, and as if that wasn't enough, she added intensified her tone, "I hate ex-girlfriends the most. They should have just packed their bags and left, but they're so oblivious, thinking they're so important and influential, always trying to steal the spotlight. If they want to be the main character so badly, they should go somewhere else where they can be. They just stay here and disgust everyone, making it impossible for people to eat in peace." Before she finished speaking, Zhou Min picked up a glass of wine from the table and splashed it in Lin Jue's face. Lin Jue hadn't expected Zhou Min to do this. Before she could even react, she instinctively grabbed Zhou Min by the collar, forcefully slammed her head on the table, and poured the entire bottle over Zhou Min's head. Zhou Min clearly hadn't expected Lin Jue to be so violent towards her, but she reacted quickly, breaking free from Lin Jue's grasp and forcefully shoving her away. Lin Jue was shorter and lighter than Zhou Min, not to mention Zhou Min was a regular exerciser; the push was quite powerful, and Lin Jue stumbled and fell heavily to the ground.
Ignoring the pain all over her body, Lin Jue shook off Lin Yue's hand that was about to help her up, immediately stood up, and walked towards Zhou Min. Her aggressive posture and the resentment in her eyes even made Zhou Min a little intimidated. Just as she was about to reach out to stop Lin Jue from getting closer, Lin Jue had already quickly reached her, clenched her fist, and swung her arm with all her might, striking Zhou Min's nose. Although Lin Jue's knuckles ached so much from the punch that she almost cried out, she still watched with satisfaction as Zhou Min screamed, clutched her nose, and staggered back a few steps, blood flowing from between her fingers. The other two friends who came with her were about to step forward to help, but Lin Jin and Lin Yue stopped them. Lin Jin said, "Let them handle their own business. Do you want a group fight? This is my territory." In fact, no matter how you compare her to Zhou Min, Lin Jue had no advantage in a fight.
But Lin Jin and Lin Yue knew her well. For the past two weeks, Lin Jue had acted as if nothing was wrong, going about her business as usual, never mentioning Fu Mingyao. The more she kept it to herself, the more serious the situation seemed. The two of them had been very careful around her these past few days. Today, Zhou Min just happened to walk right into her trap, causing all the pent-up frustration Lin Jue had accumulated over the past two weeks to explode. No one knew her relentless fighting spirit better than Lin Jin and Lin Yue. Zhou Min was definitely going to suffer because of their biggest difference—Lin Jue was willing to go all out, while Zhou Min wasn't.
Zhou Min covered her nose, looking incredulous: "Are you crazy?"
Lin Jue leaned forward, pointing at Zhou Min's nose, and said fiercely: "That's right, I'm crazy. I'm telling you this right now, no matter who Fu Mingyao's new or old flame is, if you don't let go and disappear, I won't move. In short, I'm taking this spot, and my attitude is clear. Everyone's just waiting for Fu Mingyao to say who he wants to leave. If he likes you, I'll be a nobody and have no problem with it, but you better remember, this isn't your decision.
If you dare to mess with us, you won't need to make an appointment for your next rhinoplasty." As it turned out, Zhou Min did indeed like her fake nose more. After the restaurant fight, no one dared to provoke Lin Jue again. She continued to immerse herself in her busy and stressful life, not missing the questioning looks from Lin Yue and Lin Jin, knowing that they were very worried about her. These days, she's become increasingly solitary, finding everything a nuisance. She's almost obsessed, weary of life. As if her days aren't miserable enough, this weekend, she refused their suggestion to go out and relax. Inexplicably, she changed her clothes and shoes and went for a run in a nearby park.
Lin Jue started running very fast, as if trying to shake off the ever-present worries and anxieties of the past few days, until she was panting heavily, her legs feeling like lead, yet stubbornly refusing to stop. She thought that exhausting herself would make her forget everything, but the truth was, her mind was filled with thoughts of ringing Fu Mingyao's doorbell. If she hadn't died from exhaustion today, if there hadn't been an earthquake or rain, if there hadn't been traffic jams… no, traffic jams don't count; this city is always congested. If no one stopped her, no one restrained her… Lin Jue's mind raced, listing her options, completely oblivious to how ridiculous and pathetic she felt.
Suddenly, Lin Jue noticed someone standing far away at the end of the road. At first, she thought it was her imagination, and ran a few more steps before stopping. Although she still couldn't see the man's face clearly, Lin Jue could feel Fu Mingyao's serious and rigid aura no matter where she was. He slowly approached her, his strong, long legs taking large strides. All of Lin Jue's previous thoughts vanished. This man still had that capricious and unruly demeanor, making her wonder why Fu Mingyao had come all this way. Was he telling her it was over? They hadn't really even started anything. Did he know about her fight with Zhou Min? Was he here to confront her? Lin Jue's mind raced through various possibilities, none of them particularly appealing, unless… Lin Jue's heart leaped into her throat. She suddenly realized that no matter what happened, as long as she was face-to-face with Fu Mingyao, she seemed unable to bear it. She was incredibly nervous, wishing she could disappear like a Taoist priest chanting a spell.
Finally, Fu Mingyao stopped in front of her, frowning with extreme dissatisfaction. "How can you run like that? Have you forgotten everything I taught you?" Lin Jue feigned nonchalance. "Forgot? I haven't seen you in so long, I've even forgotten your name." Fu Mingyao crossed his arms, unconcerned. "Is that so? I think the reason you're running like this is because you've been thinking about me the whole time." Lin Jue took a step back, her heart pounding even harder.
In Fu Mingyao's presence, she felt like a completely open book; he could pinpoint anything about her with a single word. She tried to deny it, as if only then could she prove she was still in control. “I think you probably, no, almost impossible, to realize that I have absolutely no interest in you, and am not attracted to you at all.” “I don’t believe it for a second,” he stepped forward, “so, at least let’s test it.” Fu Mingyao gently placed his hand on the back of Lin Jue’s neck, his eyes fixed on her, “unless you’re worried you’re wrong.” “I’m not wrong, and I don’t want to…” He decided to interrupt her; this woman was stubborn and wouldn’t listen to argue. Fu Mingyao silenced Lin Jue’s chatter with a kiss, and when she instinctively tried to push him away, he wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tighter, then extended his tongue to lick her lips before slowly probing inside. Lin Jue clenched her teeth, lingering for a moment, but ultimately did not refuse.
Fu Mingyao withdrew slightly, looking at her with a smile: “The way you said ‘yes’ was quite special.” Lin Jue’s expression was somewhat strange; she was unsure how to react. "You forced me." Seeing Lin Jue still pretending and changing the subject, Fu Mingyao chuckled inwardly, "You're definitely not going to tell me that Zhou Min went to 'Shengyuan' to find you?" Lin Jue was about to jump up in anger, but Fu Mingyao had anticipated her reaction. He held her tightly in his arms, refusing to let her leave.
He continued, "Oh, yes, I know. And you can assume I know everything that happened to you." Lin Jue caught the special message in Fu Mingyao's tone. Her thoughts raced, and her face almost immediately darkened: "Ah Jin? Her own life is a mess, yet she's interfering with mine." Although he had already experienced the intimacy and familiarity between the sisters, Fu Mingyao was still somewhat surprised that Lin Jue had guessed it so quickly. Three days ago, after Lin Jin introduced herself at the door of his office, she didn't say much, only leaving behind a memory card and a sentence: "New love, old love, break it off quickly, so everyone can move on." The memory card contained a recording from a camera at the 'Shengyuan' restaurant. Although it was just footage, he could already guess the gist: he saw Lin Jue punch Zhou Min in the nose, which shocked Fu Mingyao so much that he burst into laughter. Later, he found a friend who had gone to 'Shengyuan' with Zhou Min. They already knew each other, and piecing together the details, the situation at the scene was easy to understand. Most importantly, Zhou Min herself didn't intend to hide it, openly admitting that she originally wanted to make a deal with Lin Jue, but unexpectedly, not only was she rejected, but her perfectly done nose in South Korea was also completely ruined.
All of this was ultimately because of him, and Fu Mingyao felt extremely guilty: "You could find someone better than me." Zhou Min smiled bitterly: "This is even worse than the last version, such a thorough rejection, leaving no room for negotiation. Should I blame everything on Lin Jue? She stole my love." Fu Mingyao simply shook his head, uttering two simple words: "None of my business." He didn't explain further; who stole from whom, and who stole from him, was simply a matter between him and Lin Jue. Zhou Min was a smart woman; she understood the unspoken implications.
Of course, Zhou Min wasn't the type to be easily swayed or unable to let go. She half-jokingly asked, "Lin Jue is so fierce, so wild and unruly, can you handle her?" Actually, if it weren't for Zhou Min's intervention, Fu Mingyao would have genuinely gone to find Lin Jue, started things her way, and then planned things out in the long run. So, he was really grateful to Zhou Min this time. Of course, he didn't say it aloud, just grinned silently and said softly, "It's alright." After talking with Zhou Min, Fu Mingyao completely relaxed. When he saw Lin Jue running alone in the park, looking utterly dejected in his arms, he found it quite amusing. He emphasized again, "The way you said 'okay' was quite special." Lin Jue's face was still pale, her hands clenched into fists and pressed against his chest: "You're not my type.
" He smiled dismissively, pulling her close and resting his chin on her head, "You're not my type either. Keep going." "Men like you are dull and boring." She knew this all too well, but she still couldn't help but continue pounding on his chest. Lin Jue should have refused decisively, if she could have concentrated, but she couldn't. "Ah, to hell with him," Lin Jue whispered, releasing her fists and grabbing his neck, standing on tiptoe and tilting her head back to kiss him passionately.
Her courage, her need, suddenly erupted completely, like a volcanic eruption. Fu Mingyao was powerless to resist, simply silently enduring her passionate kiss. It turned out she wasn't suited to gentle, slow seduction, but he never expected Lin Jue's sharp tongue to burst forth with such intense passion. However, Fu Mingyao didn't respond further. He placed a hand between their bodies, creating some distance to help her steady herself. Lin Jue twitched slightly, then leaned softly against his chest.
After a while, Lin Jue realized Fu Mingyao had stopped, simply holding her quietly: "What's wrong? Why did you stop?" This bewildered question almost amused Fu Mingyao. "I didn't want it to become a hormonal impulse, for either of us." He helped Lin Jue relax, examining her flushed face, and asked with concern, "Are you feeling better?" "I don't understand. Don't you want it to feel like the first time…" He kissed Lin Jue's lips deeply, and Lin Jue suddenly felt dizzy and her vision blurred. "Does this answer your question?" Fu Mingyao held her shoulders firmly, looking at her.
"You did it on purpose." Lin Jue regained her senses and said angrily, "You bastard, deliberately provoking me, deliberately teasing me." This time, Fu Mingyao finally couldn't help but laugh, "You're so annoying. Listen, Lin Jue, I want you, I really want you. If I were acting on my lower instincts, you would be lying naked under me right now, and I would definitely feel much better than I do now, but I don't want you to stand up after we're done and claim it was just adrenaline and hormones that caused it." Lin Jue was still very angry, "That's terrible." "Yes, that's right. That's exactly your logic, and I won't give you the chance." "You mean..." He quickly interrupted her, "Don't argue with me this time, okay?" "So, you're just going to do whatever you want?" "Yes, that's a very good summary." Lin Jue tried to break free from him, but Fu Mingyao just sighed and didn't give her a chance to leave. “Honey, I’m just as stubborn as you, and much stronger, so you have to give in to me. Once we’re together, no one else is allowed to touch you.” “You make it sound like there’s a long line of people waiting to have sex with me.” She slapped Fu Mingyao’s chest hard: “I don’t sleep with just anyone.
” “Me neither. I think this kind of intimacy is a very serious matter, and you have to agree with that.” “Oh,” her throat went dry: “This isn’t some futures contract.” “Of course not,” he easily pulled her closer, “This is much more complicated and important. You put forward the project, and I set the conditions. I’m serious.” “Have you ever been unserious?” She scoffed, then said quietly after a while, “I’m not seeing anyone right now.” “Yes, you haven’t, but you’ve been seeing me.” “So sure? I haven’t even said what my project is yet!” “You already said it. You made it very clear when you walked up to me at ‘Hanting’ that day.” “If that’s the case, you already agreed a long time ago, so there’s no need to say it now.” "Conditions." Fu Mingyao looked at her questioningly, and Lin Jue added smugly, "Whether it's Mark
Darcy, Fitzwilliam Darcy, or Mr. Stanley, the old-fashioned and serious Colin Firth all eventually fell in love with the leading ladies he so vehemently disliked." She mimicked Fu Mingyao's tone, "The way you said 'okay' was quite unique." Fu Mingyao thought for a moment, smiled but didn't deny it. He deliberately put on a stern face, "Juezi, do you want to continue arguing with me, or should we all go home?" A relieved smile spread across Lin Jue's lips, "Oh, let's go home, I'm starving." Fu Mingyao put his arm around her shoulder and walked towards the park exit, "No eating in bed." "Let's go back to my place, I'll sleep in my own bed." "Hey, I'm sleeping on it too."
The sun was high in the sky when Fu Mingyao woke up to the soft fragrance of her body. A cascade of black hair fell across his bare chest, half-covering Lin Jue's sleeping face. Fu Mingyao gently brushed the hair from her face, gazing at her translucent skin. Even in her sleep, she was so captivating and endearing; he wanted more.
Lin Jue wrinkled her nose, her eyes still closed: "What are you looking at? Have I changed?" Fu Mingyao smiled: "How did you know I was looking at you?" "Oh," Lin Jue lazily shifted her position, saying nothing more.
Fu Mingyao rolled over and leaped onto her. "You're awake. Let's start our morning with our first kiss." Lin Jue suddenly became alert, quickly covering her mouth with one hand: "No, I haven't brushed my teeth yet." Fu Mingyao kissed her hand, then slowly moved downwards, murmuring: "Who said I was going to kiss your lips?" The two wriggled around in bed a few more times. Lin Jue could hardly believe she had allowed Fu Mingyao to do something so intimate—an intimacy she had never imagined. Only after she repeatedly begged for mercy did Fu Mingyao pull the now-liquid Lin Jue into his arms. They seemed to chat for a while and then sleep for a while; Lin Jue, as if floating on clouds, had completely lost track of time. When she woke up again and saw Fu Mingyao still asleep, she got out of bed and left the bedroom to wash herself. Before
Lin Jue could even turn on the tap in the bathroom, she suddenly heard Lin Yue scream from the bedroom. She knew something was wrong; Lin Yue always entered her room without knocking, no matter how many times she told her not to. Lin Jue rushed back to the bedroom and saw Fu Mingyao sitting up sleepily, while Lin Yue stared intently at Fu Mingyao's bare upper body with an astonished expression. Not only that, she approached Fu Mingyao and extended her hand, saying, "Good morning, I've heard so much about you."
"I've seen you from afar before, but never had the chance to meet you. It's truly an honor to meet you today. I'm Lin Yue, Lin Jue's…" Lin Jue grabbed her wrist, stopping her exaggerated self-introduction, and forcefully pushed her towards the door. Lin Yue still smiled broadly, waving to Fu Mingyao as she backed away, "It's a pleasure to meet you. Treat us to dinner sometime." Lin Jue turned to Fu Mingyao awkwardly and said, "Sorry, give me some time." Fu Mingyao smiled and lay back down, "Come back soon." His lazy voice carried a hint of promise.
The two went to the living room, and Lin Yue looked at Lin Jue meaningfully, "He looks so good without clothes!" Lin Jue tried to hide her smile, "What are you doing in my room?" Lin Yue was about to speak when her eyes darted around and she held out her hand: "I need money. Help me out, I'll disappear right away." Lin Jue protested, "When have you ever needed money, and why did you rob me?" Lin Yue raised an eyebrow with great interest, glancing at her watch. "I certainly don't lack time right now.
Why don't we all have a proper discussion..." Lin Jue knew she was trying to take advantage of her, but she couldn't do anything about it; she simply didn't have the energy to argue with Lin Yue. "Wait a minute, I'm getting my wallet." Lin Yue looked surprised, not expecting her to be so agreeable, then sighed repeatedly, "Sigh, my man doesn't even call me, and you, you're already rushing to the next orgasm!"
[The End]

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