C13 Headache and Fissure

"Right." Jin Yushen nodded solemnly. He had a bad feeling about this...

I hope he's overthinking it.

… ….

At night, the hour hand was already ten o'clock but Jin Beiqing still hadn't come back.

Tonight was her last chance. She wanted to make a last effort.

She crossed her arms and walked back and forth in the bedroom several times. When the sound of cars came from downstairs, Xia Jin quickly pretended to be asleep on the bed.

Not long later, the bedroom door was opened, and the staggering footsteps could be heard approaching the bed.

However, what entered his nose was not the faint smell of tobacco, but the strong smell of alcohol!

Jin Beiqing drank?

Xia Jin hesitated under the blanket before she pretended to wake up and sat up.

Sure enough, he had been drinking, and his handsome face was slightly flushed.

"You … "He's back …" Xia Jin smirked as she observed Jin Beiqing's reaction.

She didn't know how much he had drunk, so she didn't dare act rashly.

Jin Beiqing did not say anything, but raised his hand and started unbuttoning his shirt!

Xia Jin's eyes were fixed on his hands. She had even forgotten what would happen next if a man took off his clothes in front of her …

Sure enough, when his white shirt was taken off, she saw the necklace.

At the very top was a key-shaped pendant.

"Still looking?" Take it off! " Jin Beiqing squinted his eyes and spoke with a stiff tone.

Xia Jin was stunned. "Wh, what do you mean?"

"Heh, stop pretending to be innocent, take it off for this young master!" Jin Beiqing didn't like the way she pretended to be.

"No — —" Xia Jin shook her head.

In Jin Beiqing's eyes, a panicked expression was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

"When did you learn not to speak?" Jin Beiqing looked at her with a sneer and then acted himself.

"Jin Beiqing, you're shameless! You — ah! Let me go! "

Xia Jin wanted to escape, but was grabbed back by Jin Beiqing.

Her tall body made it impossible for her to avoid his gaze. There was nowhere for her to run.

"Do you think you only need to move your mouth to be my woman?" Jin Beiqing's handsome face came closer and closer, his thin lips curled up cruelly, "I didn't kill you, don't be happy too early."

"Jin Beiqing!" Let me go! " Xia Jin was completely flustered. She didn't want to hear anything from him. All she wanted now was to escape!

Suddenly, Jin Beiqing grabbed her waist and pulled her to his side …

"What if I don't? "If you can't escape, then just accept your fate."

Outside the door, Mo Lin, who had been standing all this time, pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and left.

… ….

The price of a hangover is a splitting headache.

When Jin Beiqing opened his eyes, the pain from his forehead made him frown.

Sitting up from the bed, he took a robe from the side and casually draped it over his shoulders. One side of his face was empty.

He remembered last night. He forced Xia Jin to do so …

Stretching out his hand, he lifted the blanket and indeed, a hint of blood-red appeared on it.

So it turned out to be her first time. No wonder she always liked to act innocent. He had thought that this woman had always been acting!

Rubbing his temples, he got out of bed and poured himself a glass of water.

"Mo Lin, where's Xia Jin?" When he opened the door, Mo Lin was already standing outside.

"Miss Xia has already left."

"Oh? "So fast?" Jin Beiqing raised his eyebrows and looked down at his neck.

There was nothing on it anymore.