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Chapter Four Forced Kiss

The pleasure of weightlessness spread to Ye Yingning's limbs and bones. She knew very well that once she rolled down from more than a dozen steps, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But she had no idea how to call for help, and her mind was empty until...

A big hand suddenly pulled her windbreaker belt from behind!

The trend of falling immediately stopped. Ye Yingning shook, and even stabilized her body. She subconsciously reached out and grabbed the railing beside her, in a panic.

"You're crazy!"

Lin Xingyuan's roar came from behind, and she could even hear the sound of his teeth rubbing against each other. Her waist tightened, and then her body was pulled upwards by him, and she was dragged to the stairs on the stairs!

"Do you know if you almost fell down?"

Lin Xingyuan did not let go and still grabbed Ye Yingning's belt. Because of fear and fear, his whole face was distorted and deformed, and his big hands, with distinct joints, kept trembling.

It was just a little bit, and he almost couldn't catch her!

If he really fell down, such a steep and high staircase, he couldn't guarantee that she would be safe!

Moreover, I watched this scene helplessly in front of me!

"I know."

Ye Yingning also couldn't help but tremble slightly. When she opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse and even she was shocked by herself. Her throat was tight, as if it was blocked, and the heart that was hanging high was already beating wildly as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

"You did it on purpose."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xingyuan narrowed his eyes, his eyes were dangerous and deep, staring at her pale face.

If this woman was either too smart or too stupid, she would dare to joke about her life!

Ye Yingning closed her eyes slightly and gasped violently. Her legs were completely weak and she could not stand. She had to lean against the wall behind her, barely not letting her body slide down.

A scent of white sandalwood swelled in front of her nose without warning. She was startled and quickly lifted her eyelids.

It was already too late, Lin Xingyuan's face was so close that he could not avoid it.

The next second, Ye Yingning felt a pain in his jaw, and was grabbed by Lin Xingyuan and unable to move.

He pinched her face with his hands without any pity, and used all his strength.

"You dare to die?!"

He suddenly said something like this without thinking. Ye Yingning frowned, not caring about the strangeness in Lin Xingyuan's voice, but just tried hard to break free and reached out to break his fingers.

The shadow was cast, and he freed up a hand and pressed her two wrists. Ye Yingning was subdued by him before he even saw his movements clearly.

A violent tingling came from the corner of his lips. His teeth hit her tiger teeth, and his fragile gums immediately burst out bleeding, but Lin Xingyuan seemed to be unable to feel any pain, and continued to press her teeth with the tip of his tongue.

The pain escalates, not a pleasant tingling feeling, but like a punitive bite.

At this moment, Lin Xingyuan's heart was filled with fear and anger. He still pinched her jaw because he was afraid that she would bite him. After a lot of effort, his tongue finally penetrated into her warm mouth and swept it violently between his lips and teeth.

Unable to close his mouth, Ye Yingning had to let him vent his anger. In fact, she was almost powerless to resist.

Two people seemed to have split into her body, one was herself and the other was herself.

One of hers wants to give up all morality and shame and continue to love the man in front of her, no matter what infamy she will bear; one of hers wants to break from the past without leaving any trace, even if this man is seducing and seducing him!

"Stop doing such stupid things..."

Lin Xingyuan suddenly left her lips and uttered a word gently. He had already kissed behind her ears.

The kiss was like raindrops outside the window, densely packed, and covered in his head.

This is one of Ye Yingning's sensitive belts. He remembers it very clearly, from the harvest she gained on the night she was drunk.

Sure enough, she couldn't speak immediately, gasped for helplessness, her eyes could not be opened, and her dense and long eyelashes trembled slightly.

He kissed him for a long time, then buried his head in her shoulder and hugged Ye Yingning tightly in his arms.

"I also want to die in the happiest second and let everything be frozen."

Murmuring, Lin Xingyuan himself was also confused.

Many mornings, when he woke up and faced the world, his whole body would become like a puppet. It took him a long time to piece together his already incomplete soul.

And the piece of heart has completely shattered with certain memories, turned into powder and disappeared again.

"Forget...her."

Ye Yingning held back her sobs, she wanted to say "me", but she couldn't.

Her words were like a fire, which made Lin Xingyuan's whole body shudder. He opened his eyes as if he was burned and pushed her away.

No, she is not her!

He was almost bewitched by the woman in front of him, and once again!

The ** in his eyes faded away little by little, and then a strong indifference appeared. Lin Xingyuan took a step back. In the blink of an eye, the expression on his face had returned to normal.

"Remember what you said, and I will keep our little secrets that night just as well."

He deliberately mentioned that night again, just to remind Ye Yingning that he could ruin her reputation at any time.

After saying that, Lin Xingyuan turned around and left without waiting for her to react.

His steps seemed a little embarrassed, but they did not slow down at all. The old stairs were trampled and the whole world seemed to shake.

Ye Yingning raised his hand and stroked his swollen lips bit by bit. He stretched his fingers in front of him, and saw a little blood stained on it, which was his blood.

If it weren't for this, she would even think that everything that happened just happened was just a nap when she was extremely tired.

She lowered her eyes and unexpectedly caught a glimpse of a bright light at her feet.

It was the little skeleton whose chain was broken and fell off the key. It should have been slid out of her pocket when Lin Xingyuan rushed over to pull her.

It turns out that there have been signs in the dark.

He has been leading the chain for so many years, but this chain has never been broken. Until today, everything will be broken.

Ye Yingning squatted down and held the little skeleton tightly in the palm of his hand.

It was like telepathy, as soon as I touched it, the past flashed quickly in front of her eyes like a movie shot, making her shrank in the corner of the wall and burst into tears.

It's broken, it's fine.

I'll just cry.

****

After three days, Ye Yingning finally packed the design drawings and sketches that had been revised more than ten times and sent them to the designated submission email address of the Jewelry Design Competition.

She was a little nervous, and there were only three hours left before the final deadline for the official submission of the work, and she should be the last group of contestants to submit it.

It was not Ye Yingning who was calm, but the chronic disease of perfectionism broke out again. She was not satisfied with anything, so she had to delay until the last moment.

On the computer screen, her creation picture is displayed-

The cheongsam-shaped pendant has a double-sided hollow design. The finest connection is even only three or four millimeters. The cheongsam buckle is inlaid with diamonds, and red jade is embedded in the center, forming a cluster of dazzling peony patterns.

This is the inspiration she got that afternoon. Her works came from that beautiful and romantic old era, exquisite and reserved, and will not go out of date even after another hundred years. They will neither deliberately please nor follow the trend.

It is precisely because fashion itself is too ugly that it changes every ten years, and designers can never catch up with fashion, and designers can only create fashion.

Ye Yingning stood up, slowly closed the computer, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!
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