Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

"You smell so good, have you taken a shower?" He Junlin's face moved closer to her neck, and the scent of shower gel mixed with her body lifted him up.

He was obviously not drunk, but at this moment, smelling the light fragrance from her body, he was faintly drunk. Does this mean that people are not drunk when they are drunk?
Feeling his breath continuously spreading around her neck, Yang Zhuoying had goosebumps all over her body, and pushed someone's face away from her forcefully, and gave a stern warning.

"Although this agreement is not written in the agreement, but you promised me that day, do you want to count your words?"

The corner of He Junlin's mouth lightly raised, "I think of it, it seems that there is such a thing, but the premise is if you are willing."

"I don't want to!" Yang Zhuoying interrupted him resolutely, "Now, can you please get up off of me?"

"No." He Junlin refused cleanly.

"You, rascal!" Yang Zhuoying glared at him angrily, this person was playing a rascal at all, and was totally unreasonable.

He Junlin showed her a mouthful of silver teeth, and that charming smile was a bit ruffian, as if to say, I'm a scoundrel, what have you done to me?
Yang Zhuoying was furious, but if he cheated, she would really have nothing to do with him for a while.

She was ashamed and annoyed, because she was emotionally excited, her little face was dyed a bright blush, her eyes were glowing with water, and under the light, her whole body seemed to be shining, and she had a temptation that attracted people's souls.

Staring at Yang Zhuoying, who seemed to have added a layer of filter at this moment, his eyes darkened a bit, and his eyes fell on her pink lips.

The next moment, he couldn't help kissing her.

Yang Zhuoying seemed to be stunned, she let him kiss him in a daze, as if she was also bewildered by his beauty.

She didn't avoid his kiss, of course it wasn't because she didn't want to, but if she hugged him and dared to kiss him, she would bite him to see if he dared to have the next time mentality.

He Junlin didn't know the truth, seeing her staring blankly without refusing, the corners of his lips slowly raised.

Just as he was about to kiss her lips, his cell phone rang suddenly.

The loud ringtone instantly broke the ambiguous atmosphere around him, Yang Zhuoying seemed to have recovered, and suddenly stretched out her hand to block him.

The good thing was interrupted, and He Junlin's face darkened.

"Hurry up and answer the phone, the other party is calling so late, there must be something urgent." Yang Zhuoying reminded immediately.

He Junlin took out his mobile phone, looked at the caller ID, it was Jun Shengtian calling.

He pursed his lips and picked up the phone.

"what's up?"

"Is it convenient to talk on the phone?"

He Junlin glanced at Yang Zhuoying who was still under his body, took the mobile phone, got out of bed, and walked to the window.

"Go ahead."

Yang Zhuoying sat up, took a sneak peek, and He Junlin, who was standing by the window talking on the phone, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time, regretted the panic just now.

Now calm down and think back to the scene just now, you will find that he was teasing her.

He is a bit domineering, but he is not the kind of person who makes things difficult for others. Since she clearly expressed her unwillingness, how could he force her?
He would tease her, probably because of Su Zishi's stimulation.

Any man would definitely react to what happened today, and He Junlin's reaction was also reasonable.

"Wait a minute." He Junlin glanced at Yang Zhuoying, took the phone, turned and went back to his room.

After closing the door, he made a video call, and Mo Shaocheng's big head appeared on the screen after a while.

"What news?"

"A good news or a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" Mo Shaocheng said with a playful smile.

"Whatever." He Junlin said without humor.

"Has anyone ever told you that you are boring?" Mo Shaocheng pouted.

"Without further ado."

"Well, the bad news is that the goods were snatched by the Green Gang. The good news is that the Phoenix appeared."

He Junlin's eyes lit up, "Where is he?"

Mo Shaocheng shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, I only found out that he will attend the auction held in City A, but the entrance ticket is not so easy to get, and the person who wants to get the entrance ticket must have an item in his hand. Different antiques."

He Junlin reacted quickly. His father was an antique collector, and he had countless antiques in his hands. It would not be difficult to borrow one or two antiques from him.

"Which antique do you want?"

"I heard that uncle has an antique in his hand, the Holy Light Goblet."

"Holy Light Cup?" He Junlin was slightly taken aback, what a coincidence?

"Is there a problem?"

"It should be fine." It's just that the holy light cup was given to his son, or Yang Zhuoying, and he didn't know what excuse he would use to get it back.

Next door, Yang Zhuoying sneezed and couldn't help muttering, maybe someone scolded her behind her back?

Looking at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock, and she had to go to work tomorrow, so she went to the bathroom to wash up, and was ready to go to bed.

Walking out of the bathroom, Yang Zhuoying paused, her eyes widened suddenly, why is he here again?
He Junlin, who was sitting by the bed looking at the phone when he heard the footsteps, raised his eyes from the phone and landed on her face.

Catching the terrified look on her face, the corners of his lips hooked slightly: "Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?"

Isn't it the hell?Yang Zhuoying's mouth twitched, did this person want to spend the day with her to the end?

"You don't go back to your room to sleep, what else can you do with me?" Taking a deep breath, she tried to make her voice sound more natural.

"If I say, I want to continue the unfinished business with you, is it convenient?" He deliberately emphasized his tone, with a few different meanings.

Resisting the urge to curse, Yang Zhuoying gritted her teeth and said, "It's not convenient."

Seeing that she looked like a cat with fried fur, He Junlin chuckled, knowing that he would let it go, and didn't tease her anymore, and changed his tone.

"I want to borrow something from you."

"what?"

"Holy Goblet."

Yang Zhuoying's face froze, never thought that what he wanted to borrow was the Holy Light Cup, but the Holy Light Cup had already been given to Su Zishi, so where would she change it for him?
"Why do you suddenly want to borrow the Holy Light Goblet?"

"No?" Facing her slightly flustered eyes, he narrowed them slightly, with a somewhat meaningful tone.

"It's not impossible, I'm just curious, does uncle regret giving the Holy Light Cup to Huanyi, and now wants to take it back?" She asked tentatively.

He Junlin's eyes flickered, "The gift my father gave me will never be taken back. I want to borrow the Holy Light Cup."

"Is there a problem?"

He Junlin stared at her with sharp eyes, "The Holy Light Cup is not in your hand anymore?"

Yang Zhuoying's heart froze, she didn't expect him to be so perceptive that she guessed that the Holy Light Goblet was no longer in her hands, but she couldn't admit it, so she could only bite the bullet and say, "Of course not."

"Then can you give me the Holy Light Goblet now?"

"Yes." Yang Zhuoying pursed her lips, and under his gaze, took out the fake from the drawer and handed it to him.

When He Junlin reached out to take the Holy Light Cup, Yang Zhuoying quickly withdrew it.