Chapter 265: Keywords: Black silk, renting a house, left leg (Please subscribe, please monthly ticket)

The scene returns to the villa.

The warm dinner time in the restaurant ended, but a certain ambiguous atmosphere did not dissipate.

When Lin Xiuyuan got up to tidy up the bowls and chopsticks, and went back and forth several times to put them in the kitchen.

That figure who had been sitting in the chair, that foot wearing black silk, was a bit restless and quietly probed out, the soft silk sole brushing against his calf vaguely.

Once, twice.

At first, Lin Xiuyuan just looked at her helplessly and dodged in.

But Krystal, seeing this situation, seemed to have found an interesting toy, not only did not restrain, but intensified, her slender ankles moving nimbly, her toes even gently hooking and drawing through the trouser fabric, carrying a blatant teasing meaning.

That subtle friction, like a feather teasing the heart, plus Krystal's cold eyes now rippling with cunning and charming water, a faint smile on the corners of her lips, silently challenging the self-control in someone's heart.

Originally, in the other apartment this afternoon, the fire in Lin Xiuyuan's heart that was deliberately suppressed hadn't been extinguished, it was just drowned by saliva.

Until this very moment, finally, under Krystal's teasing, it "whooshed" and turned into a prairie fire.

So he suddenly put down the last two bowls and plates, and at the same time as they made a crisp collision sound, his eyes instantly became dangerous.

"Xiujing~ you are playing with fire, do you know that." The voice, carrying a warning but also full of suppressed desire, rang out slowly.

But Krystal was not afraid, instead raised her chin, her eyes provocative.

That foot that was doing evil kicked up very boldly again, rubbing against the outer thigh of someone, her toes curled slightly, feeling the tense muscle lines under the fabric.

"Oh? Is that so, my little man, even if it is, so what?"

Before the words fell, Lin Xiuyuan in front of her had already leaned down and picked her up horizontally from the chair.

Seeing this, Krystal let out a low cry, subconsciously hugging his neck, but a brighter smile bloomed on her face, carrying a little smugness of a successful plot.

"Yah, the table hasn't been tidied up yet~"

"Talk about it later."

Lin Xiuyuan, carrying her, walked a few steps to the spacious living room and gently threw the beautiful shadow in his arms into the soft sofa.

As she was trapped in the sofa, Krystal also instinctively bent her long legs wrapped in black silk, forming an alluring arc.

Then she propped herself up with her elbows, her eyes blurred and carrying a hook, looking at the approaching man. "Why, just finished eating"

Lin Xiuyuan pressed one knee on the sofa, leaned over, and gently lifted her chin with his fingers. "You know that too, then what were you doing just now, tell me."

Krystal, whose chin was lifted, looked straight at the handsome face in front of her, smiled and stretched out her index finger, and used her fingertips to draw circles on his chest through the clothes fabric, her movements reaching the extreme of teasing.

Then she exhaled like an orchid, her voice carrying a trace of hoarse magnetism. "Just now, didn't you dislike my feet for being dirty, Xiuyuan?"

Lin Xiuyuan, who was named, darkened his eyes, grabbed that hand that was making trouble, and said each word in a low voice. "Just now was just now, now I want to do something dirtier."

After saying that, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed those thin lips that carried a smile, no longer giving Krystal any chance to speak.

At first, Krystal responded with laughter, but soon softened in Lin Xiuyuan's hot kiss, a pair of fair arms began to wrap around his neck, responding to his initiative with incomparable enthusiasm.

The two entangled and rolled on the large sofa, their clothes messy.

Rapid breathing and suppressed groans intertwined.

Black silk long legs sometimes entangled, sometimes kicked, the friction between silk stockings and leather sofa made a subtle sound, adding to the ambiguity.

In a fierce movement, Lin Xiuyuan hugged Krystal and turned over, trying to take the lead.

But the other party struggled and twisted without showing weakness.

As a result, both of them lost their balance, and accompanied by a short scream from Krystal, both rolled off the sofa and fell onto the thick and soft carpet.

Fortunately, the carpet was thick enough, so they didn't hurt themselves.

But the two lying on the carpet looked at each other, looking at each other's messy hair and clothes, and couldn't help but laugh in a low voice.

In the laughter, the fierce "war" just now temporarily subsided, replaced by a kind of intimate warmth and laziness.

A few seconds later, Lin Xiuyuan took Krystal into his arms and kissed her on the smooth forehead.

The next second, Krystal raised her head and offered her cherry lips.

So the war reignited.

At the same time, Magic City.

Although the performance situation half a month ago had many twists and turns due to some irresistible factors, the communication between Jessica and the partner company these two days was quite smooth.

So the live broadcast plan to test the market reaction had been preliminarily set, and they were preparing to open a few sessions first to see the effect.

And after talking about business, Jessica rubbed her eyebrows, looked at a familiar local colleague beside her, and asked a question in her unique, slightly sticky tone.

"By the way, if I want to rent a house in Magic City for a long term, Ava, do you have any recommended places? If nothing goes wrong, I estimate that my work focus will be here for the next two years, it's too inconvenient to always stay in hotels every time I come over."

The colleague who was asked, Ava, also felt that Jessica's idea was quite good, so she enthusiastically asked back.

"Then Jessica, do you have any specific requirements? For example, budget, area, or which area you prefer?"

Jessica thought for a while, and gave the answer concisely. "Vision and location are the priorities, for example, it's best to be able to see the Oriental Pearl Tower, and I don't want to be too far from the core area."

"The Bund?"

"Both are fine."

Ava nodded knowingly, and then introduced them to the other party like a family treasure.

"If so, it's simple. Now the first choice is definitely Platinum Bay Residence, Bellagio Apartment, and Overseas Chinese Town Suhe Bay Bulgari Apartment."

These three.

One has the most shocking 'Lujiazui Four-Piece Set' view in Magic City, an absolute benchmark for luxury homes.

The other two have global top luxury serviced apartment brands, the quality and landscape are combined very well, hotel-style management is also worry-free, and the location is even more impeccable.

After introducing these three, Ava thought for a while and added an option. "Or Fortune Seaside Garden is also good, it is also a top residential circle, the location is one of the best, although the overall feeling may be slightly inferior to the previous three, it is also a very good choice."

"What about the rent?" Jessica was more concerned about this practical problem.

Ava heard this and directly took out her mobile phone, clicked on a real estate APP, and entered the keywords quickly.

After a few seconds, a series of housing information and rental links popped out.

"For monthly rent, the basic apartment type is about 50,000 to 80,000. Large flat floors or apartment types with better vision are generally in the range of 100,000 to 150,000. As for those top, scarce housing sources..."

Her fingers slid across the screen. "... then there is no upper limit, 200,000 to 300,000 or even higher is possible."

Staring at the floor plans on the phone screen, listening to the series of numbers reported in her ears, Jessica couldn't help but frown slightly.

It wasn't that she couldn't afford the rent.

With her current income, a rent of hundreds of thousands or even millions a year didn't pose any pressure at all, it was just a matter of taking a few more announcements and running a few more activities.

What made Jessica frown was just that Lin Xiuyuan's figure subconsciously appeared in her mind.

Thinking of the situation when she communicated with him last time, she instinctively wanted to hear his opinion and let him help make a decision.

So Jessica asked Ava for some information on key housing sources and then said goodbye.

Preparing to go back to the hotel and study it carefully...

Maybe she could send a message to ask that guy far away in Seoul later.

But she didn't know that the guy she was thinking about in her heart at this time was hugging her sister.

Well, her own sister.

Seoul, in the villa in Gangnam District.

The intimacy and playfulness on the carpet gradually subsided, and the fierce "war" finally came to an end.

Rapid breathing and the lazy and quiet atmosphere unique to after lust filled the air, forming a very obvious difference.

Lin Xiuyuan and Krystal lay side by side on the soft carpet, looking at the chandelier emitting soft halo on the ceiling.

Soothing jazz flowed in the background, filling the gaps in the quiet air.

"By the way, Xiuyuan~" Krystal turned over, propping her head with her elbow, and looked at Lin Xiuyuan. "How is Zheng Xiujing doing recently? My schedule is too full, I haven't paid much attention."

Lin Xiuyuan lay with his hands behind his head, his eyes still looking at the ceiling, and said the situation in a low voice.

"Her, she has made great progress. Since watching the original material here, her understanding and interpretation of her role have directly improved by a large grade. Now, let alone the passing line, her expressiveness is more than enough to get an excellent score. According to Sulli, she used to be occasionally named by the director to talk about the play, but now many shots can be passed in one take."

Hearing this, Krystal's face instantly bloomed with a gratified and slightly smug smile. "As expected of me, so in the end, I still have to come to 2025 for 'advanced studies', just like YoonA Unnie back then."

On the contrary, Lin Xiuyuan laughed and added objectively. "You're not wrong to say that, this is a way. But the bonus in this is only a part, if all their progress is attributed to imitation, it would be a bit of a denial of their own efforts."

"Yo yo yo~" Krystal immediately seemed to have caught some handle, teasingly poking his arm with her fingertips. "Mr. Lin Xiuyuan, you just finished rolling on the carpet with me, and in a blink of an eye, you're singing a counter-play with me for another woman? Defending them so much? What's wrong, have you eaten them clean."

Lin Xiuyuan, who was teased, looked at her quite amusingly, then turned over and sat up, walking to the embedded wine cabinet next to the kitchen.

Took out an opened bottle of red wine and two goblet glasses, and poured a little into each.

Then he carried the wine bottle back to the carpet, handed one glass to Krystal, took a sip of the wine in his hand, and then explained.

"What are you talking about, I just want to say that they are not pure copy-paste. Even if it's imitation, they are working hard to understand and digest, transforming it into their own things, which itself requires effort."

"I know, I'm teasing you, why are you so serious." Krystal held the slender glass stem, took a sip, and smiled.

Then the two chatted aimlessly with the wine, and the topic gradually turned to the "believers" under Lin Xiuyuan, the Pope.

Like playing a game, they counted the acquaintances of these believers one by one, recalling the various deeds that happened before and after they met Lin Xiuyuan, which were interesting or changed the trajectory of their lives.

On the carpet, wine glasses clinked, laughter lingered, and the night was gentle.

In a blink of an eye, the next morning.

Sunlight through the thin gauze curtains woke up Sweet Enjing in the apartment bedroom.

Or rather, the urgency from her bladder woke her up from her sleep, and then she habitually wanted to get up and go to the bathroom.

Like the past two days, Sweet Enjing first moved her right leg, and then the left leg that was being troubled by the old injury.

However, this time it was a bit different.

The moment her left sole touched the cold floor, she was stunned.

Not right.

Very not right!

According to past experience, at this time, this action would inevitably bring a clear and sharp stinging pain from her left knee and ligament connection.

Making her instantly grimace, and her movements had to become slow and stiff.

But today... that tearing pain had actually subsided by more than half.

Really more than half.

Sweet Enjing was stunned in place in disbelief, almost thinking it was her illusion.

So after hesitating for a few seconds, she took a deep breath and tried to slowly transfer more weight to her left leg.

"Hiss——"

It still hurts, it will still hurt.

But the level of that pain had been downgraded from the unbearable sharp pain of the past two days to a tolerable, deeper dull pain and soreness.

This subtle but crucial change made Sweet Enjing's heartbeat suddenly out of control, thumping against her chest.

She started to stand straight by holding the edge of the bed and walked.

One step, another step.

In this square inch of the bedroom, Sweet Enjing walked back and forth twice cautiously.

Her movements were slightly stiff due to caution, and her posture could still see a slight unnatural limp.

But a fact that Sweet Enjing almost couldn't believe was right in front of her, that she could actually start walking slowly.

No longer the embarrassed look of every step being heart-piercing and having to rely on jumping or support.

Yesterday, moving to this extent still required her to grit her teeth, and every movement was accompanied by clear pain, and she even had to jump.

And now, as the pain significantly reduced, her autonomous walking ability was returning to her body bit by bit.

Soon, Sweet Enjing, who walked to the door of the bathroom, looked back at the big bed in the bedroom, and looked down at her "reborn" left leg, her eyes full of shock and confusion.

And a hint of indescribable, ecstatic joy like a miracle.

Although it was far from being able to run and jump, this degree of improvement was simply a miracle.

What on earth is going on?

Could it be, really just because of that... hearty "exercise" yesterday afternoon?

Sweet Enjing leaned against the door frame, her mind in a mess, but the feeling of improvement that really came from her left leg was incomparably real.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 266 =====