Chapter 2 It doesn't look good
The other person's fingertips swept across the side of her face. Yun Jiao saw the dark color surging in his eyes, and was startled. She turned her head away, avoiding the man's outstretched fingers, and said.

"Mr. Shen, please just pretend that what happened today never happened, and I will not let Miss Qiao know about this."

Miss Qiao is Qiao Xianxian, the heroine in this novel who is loved by all the male characters.

According to the plot, Shen Jinyan fell in love with the heroine at first sight. Although his heart has not been completely warmed, he unconsciously keeps the heroine firmly in his heart, just waiting for the seed named love to take root and sprout.

Shen Jinyan frowned, not understanding how this matter had to do with Qiao Xianxian, whom he had only met once, but his relationship with Yun Jiao was not too deep, so Shen Jinyan had no interest in explaining.

Perhaps because she was scolded, Shen Jinyan's eyes became much calmer. When Yun Jiao thought that Shen Jinyan was not crazy, the man's hand gently brushed the strands of hair around her ears behind her ears and spoke in a deep voice.

"For Miss Yun, coming to a man's room in her pajamas late at night is something so common that it can be ignored?"

Yun Jiao blinked, not understanding what Shen Jinyan meant for a moment.

"What should we do then? Will Mr. Shen marry a woman who just walks into his room?"

Her words may have revealed too much of her desire for wealth and fame and her desire to marry into the Shen family.

Shen Jinyan's expression remained unchanged. He put his hands on Yun Jiao's shoulders, leaned down, and stared at her with his dim eyes. In Yun Jiao's confused vision, the man's hand pressed on her lips, and rolled on her lip flesh a few times not lightly or heavily.

When Yun Jiao struggled and kicked someone on the waist, Shen Jinyan exerted a little force with his hands, and she was pressed even harder.

The other person's fingertips pressed against the lips, prying them open with a forceful attitude. When he touched the red and tender tongue, he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and then said in a dry voice.

"Miss Yun wants to be Mrs. Shen, this won't work."

Oh, why is this so tempting? It seems like he is trying to tempt her to do something more extreme?
Yun Jiao's eyelids twitched. She first glanced at Shen Jinyan's raised hand to make sure it was not the one that had touched her feet. Yun Jiao suppressed the urge to rinse her mouth, then pulled away Shen Jinyan's hand that was pressing on her shoulder, moved closer to him, gave a light kiss on the man's jaw, and bit it with her teeth.

To Shen Jinyan, the force was more like grinding than biting. It didn't hurt, but the skin was getting hot enough to be ignored.

"Is that so?"

Seeing Yun Jiao's extremely learning-minded and childish questions, Shen Jinyan's eyes grew darker. But before he could say anything, Yun Jiao's eyes moved across his face and she spoke in a bored tone.

"Mr. Shen doesn't look good. It's boring."

After Yun Jiao finished speaking, she was about to run away. How could Shen Jinyan, who was being questioned, let her go? He held Yun Jiao's waist tightly with his hands, and it was not known whether it was because of the alcohol or other reasons.

The man fiddled with the bow on her red pajamas, but did not untie it. Instead, he pressed his head towards Yun Jiao, his eyes fixed on her face, and his fingers rolled over her lips that were so red that they were about to ooze juice.

Yun Jiao felt uneasy when she saw the dangerous look in her eyes. She felt the cool fingers on her lips and felt something was wrong. She said hurriedly.

"Boss Shen, I actually drank a large bottle of wine before I came here. It was Erguotou. Doesn't the smell of wine suffocate me?"

So please let go of me, this stinky drunkard!

Yun Jiao didn't lie. In order to give himself courage, the original owner actually drank a whole bottle of white wine. He was really trying hard.

Hearing her words, Shen Jinyan, who was also hungover, paused. What lingered in his nose was not the unpleasant smell of alcohol, but an irresistible rich fragrance. The smell of alcohol in it was very weak, and it seemed to have a hint of sweetness.

After a few breaths, Shen Jinyan's dark eyes became calm, and he glanced at her, the drunkard, with disdain, and finally let her go and walked down from the bed. The man straightened his silk nightgown, which was a little loose. The soft fabric fit his skin, and he could clearly see the outline of his abdominal muscles.

The shape is quite nice. This must be what the overbearing president practiced privately after get off work. After Yun Jiao recovered, he thought about it absentmindedly for a while.

She slid down from the European-style bed, vaguely feeling that if she really stayed, something bad would happen. She didn't dare to provoke anyone again, and this time she was really going to leave.

"Excuse me, thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Shen, please go to bed early."

Shen Jinyan saw Yun Jiao saying this seriously, so it wasn't surprising that she threw a few stacks of banknotes from her wallet at him the next moment.

Shen Jinyan gritted his teeth, looked at Yun Jiao, whose clothes and hair were a little messy, and spoke with an unignorable chill in his voice.

"Ms. Yun, you'd better not let me know that you took my money to go to places you shouldn't go to and spend it on people you shouldn't give it to."

Attacked by the cold air, Yun Jiao shrank his shoulders and nodded sincerely.

"Don't worry, Mr. Shen, I will never let you know!"

After she finished speaking, she walked towards the door. Seeing her leave so decisively, Shen Jinyan's face darkened again.

They were so ruthless and cruel, was it because they really did something wrong today? Yun Jiao could still say "thank you for the hospitality" in a coquettish way with redness at the corners of her eyes?
Tsk, she actually said it.

Thinking of this scene, Shen Jinyan's deep gaze fell on Yun Jiao.

"Miss Yun is not the only one in the villa. Miss Yun, please look carefully before entering next time and don't step into places you shouldn't go to."

Yun Jiao felt a little sleepy and wanted to go home from get off work. She yawned, and there was a layer of tears in her beautiful eyes. The look she gave Shen Jinyan seemed to be full of tenderness, which made people feel soft in their hearts.

"Then Mr. Shen, I should be able to go to the living room, right? We can't let the guests die of thirst."

Yun Jiao's lips are very beautiful when they open and close, and there is a lip bead on her upper lip. One can imagine how smooth and plump the lip bead will be when the lips are wet.

Shen Jinyan, who had never paid attention to these things, frowned, but looking at Yun Jiao standing there like a tempting velvet cake, and thinking of Shen Ji in the villa, as well as the housekeeper and others who were all adult men, Shen Jinyan paused, took out a suit jacket from the closet and threw it over.

Yun Jiao's face was covered by the clothes that had the same cold cedar scent as the man's. She took off the clothes and put them on without thinking.

When Yun Jiao walked out of Shen Jinyan's room again, he was wearing a gray suit.

She pulled her suit closer and felt the temperature of the night. She was glad that she didn't throw the clothes back to him. Look, how warm it is now!
The system forced Yun Jiao into a small dark room as soon as he came in. When the system saw the clothes on Yun Jiao and checked the backstage plot, it saw that it was proceeding normally. It thought that Yun Jiao was thrown out after failing to seduce Shen Jinyan, and Shen Jinyan gave her clothes like a gentleman. The system did not think much about it and even praised her.

[The host is awesome, the first plot was done so well! ]

The mechanical sound was heard again. The system was acting stupidly, as if it didn't know what had just happened. Yun Jiao certainly wouldn't cause trouble for herself. She just hummed casually to deal with it and walked downstairs.

After struggling for most of the day, she was really a little thirsty.

As soon as she came downstairs, there was a noise in the living room. A tall, thin and handsome young man walked in carrying a pink bag that was quite inconsistent with his temperament.

(End of this chapter)