Chapter 165: Desperate Battle Police

"Why were you so angry during the meal? I didn't say anything, right?"

When Ye Xi'an brought it up voluntarily, Lin Zhi Jing's complexion turned sour again.

Lin Zhi Jing looked at her fluffy crown, the purple strands soft.

"Why are you only harsh to me?" his cool voice mixed with a barely perceptible grievance.

"I didn't scold you; I was just upholding the family customs. Didn't you always tell me not to pamper males too much before?" Ye Xi'an pursed her lips: "If I truly stop spoiling you, you become displeased; a person shouldn't be so double‑standard."

"Is that what I meant?" Lin Zhi Jing's chest heaved with anger, feeling Ye Xi'an still favored: "You can look after me, but you can't only look after me! You didn't say anything when Ji Jiangci used you to sell fruit before!"

Ye Xi'an stared, realizing Lin Zhi Jing was angry about this.

"Got it, got it, I made you feel wronged."

Sigh, a male being so petty, Ye Xi'an asked again: "Then why did you come up to apologize to me?"

"Still dressed like that?"

Lin Zhi Jing lowered their head and stared at her.

Suppressing embarrassment, they voiced their inner thought: "I want to... calm you down."

Lin Zhi Jing's cheeks gradually flushed.

"I thought if words can't win your forgiveness, then I'll use my body to seek forgiveness."

Huh? Ye Xi'an thought she misheard, lifted her gaze to look at Lin Zhi Jing, and was drawn in by the face just inches away.

Lin Zhi Jing's eyes were beautiful, almond‑shaped with upturned outer corners; usually they carried coldness or impatience, but now they shimmered with watery light, as if having just cried.

They were very close.

Close enough for her to see the sheen of his shirt fabric and feel the faint rise of his chest with each breath.

"Did you use eye drops?"

Lin Zhi Jing:...... You really know how to kill the mood.

"If you bought me cosmetics, I wouldn't have to resort to eye drops!" He also used the black pen he carried to draw a subtle inner eyeliner on himself.

After speaking, the atmosphere fell silent again.

Lin Zhi Jing stared at her for a few seconds: "Do you want me to seek forgiveness with my body?"

Without waiting for Ye Xi'an to speak, they extended a hand, the fingertips lightly brushing her cheek.

The slightly cool touch made Ye Xi'an flinch a bit, but she didn't pull away.

"An'an."

He mimicked Bao Jing calling her name, his voice even lower.

With a... coaxing tone.

Ye Xi'an's heartbeat began to quicken.

She wasn't naive; she could feel the shift in atmosphere.

Lin Zhi Jing's finger slid down her cheek, paused at her chin, and lifted gently.

Forcing her to look at them.

Their thumb gently stroked her lower lip.

The soft touch made them a bit disoriented and enamored.

Ye Xi'an, forced to tilt her head back, could only glance down at Lin Zhi Jing: "What are you doing?"

Lin Zhi Jing curled their lips: "Of course it's to compensate you."

He said, leaning forward.

The distance instantly closed.

The scent of cologne mixed with his own disinfectant odor enveloped her completely.

Ye Xi'an's eyes widened, amazed as she looked at his magnified handsome face.

She could see the tiny reflection of herself in the depths of his gray pupils, and also... a conspicuous inner eyeliner on his eyelid.

"Pfft..."

Lin Zhi Jing's movement paused, lips slightly parting from Ye Xi'an, yet their lips still hovered as if touching.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm not laughing at anything; I just mean, whatever cosmetics you want, I'll buy them for you."

Lin Zhi Jing stared obsessively at Ye Xi'an's eyes, then the kiss fell again.

It wasn't the usual soothing or eager kiss.

This kiss carried a probing, an allure, and a hint of an uncompromising dominance.

He first lightly brushed her lips.

Then his tongue traced the shape of her lips.

Ye Xi'an felt the sensation on her lips; she didn't panic at all, thinking she was now a seasoned driver.

"Don't lose focus."

Lin Zhi Jing lightly bit Ye Xi'an's pink lips, then pried her jaw open and slipped inside.

Entwining, plundering.

A restrained low gasp escaped his throat.

His hand, at some point, had already wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.

The icy, slick feel of his silk shirt transmitted through her thin skirt, creating a strange contrast.

His other hand began to act improperly.

Fingers traced the curve of her side waist, slowly moving upward.

Ye Xi'an's body began to go limp, and she lifted her hand, resting it on his shoulder.

Lin Zhi Jing felt her response; the kiss deepened, and Lin Zhi Jing's hand found its target.

Through the fabric, gently kneading.

Ye Xi'an inhaled sharply, her body trembling lightly.

Lin Zhi Jing stepped back a little distance.

Looking at her crimson cheeks, hazy eyes, and the faintly breathing red lips.

Lin Zhi Jing's Adam's apple rolled once.

"An'an……"

Lin Zhi Jing called her name again in a low voice, hoarse.

Lin Zhi Jing lowered their head, and the kiss fell again.

This time the target was no longer her lips.

But her delicate earlobe.

Then the neck, leaving fine, warm, wet marks.

Ye Xi'an lifted her head, receiving his kiss.

Her fingers unconsciously clenched his silk shirt on the shoulder, pulling the fabric into folds.

Just as he tried to go further, Ye Xi'an pressed down his wandering large hand and mercilessly pulled it away.

"Out in the bright day, what are you trying to do?"

Lin Zhi Jing endured until it hurt: "Don't you want to?"

"Don't want to!" Ye Xi'an pushed Lin Zhi Jing away; she didn't feel that way at the moment.

Lin Zhi Jing, after being pushed, slipped into Ye Xi'an's blanket, breathing uncomfortably.

Had I known, I wouldn't have worn the suit pants; this is too tight.

Ye Xi'an pushed Lin Zhi Jing away, turned on the Light Brain, and went back to playing her own game.

After Lin Zhi Jing recovered, they immediately came over to Ye Xi'an: "What are you playing?"

"Match-Three."

"Is it fun?"

"It's not fun, but I don't know how to play the others." So this extremely boring Match-Three can at least pass the time.

She really misses the days with TV dramas and anime.

"I know a game that's especially fun, called Jedi Police."

Lin Zhi Jing helped Ye Xi'an download the game and register an account, cleverly giving both Ye Xi'an and themselves a couple nickname.

"Little Ye, Little Jing?" Ye Xi'an looked at Lin Zhi Jing with a strange expression, but Lin Zhi Jing didn't understand the meaning.

"Yeah, it's a simple name, and at a glance you can see our relationship; if you don't like it, we can change it."

Ye Xi'an shook her head awkwardly; she didn't mind, it's just that Lin Zhi Jing calling her Little Jing felt a bit odd.

"How do you play this game?" Ye Xi'an looked at the colorful buttons on the screen, feeling a bit dazzled.

"It's simple: enter a specific map to scavenge supplies, then use firearms to kill other clans, filling your own gear; if you die, your gear will be taken by another clan."

Ye Xi'an nodded; it sounded quite simple.

But once she actually started playing, she realized how hard the game was.

When she tried to get through the firewall for the tenth time and still couldn't, she was completely fed up.

"What's going on? Why can't I get through?"

"Step back a bit, don't get too close to the window."

Ye Xi'an glanced at Lin Zhi Jing, retreated a little in the clumsy game control, and then managed to get through.

"Heh, it actually works."

Lin Zhi Jing was about to praise Ye Xi'an when footsteps sounded nearby, five of them at once.