The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 511

Chapter 511: 465 You can kiss now, Fu Yunshen’s color [2 updates]

The headquarters of the Yi Character Team were in the suburbs, surrounded by no one except trees.

Several teams had also been dispatched, and the training for new recruits at this time had ended.

Now, there truly was no one around.

Not even a bird.

Fu Yunshen’s question was polite and restrained, not at all like the coaxing tone he normally used.

A rare seriousness.

Even Ying Zijin was momentarily at a loss for words.

Fu Yunshen’s fingers slowly caressed her face, his forehead dipping down to meet hers.

Their breaths intertwined with each other, bearing a faint scent of jade and agarwood.

Ying Zijin could clearly feel his breath.

Steady and gentle.

A few seconds later, Fu Yunshen asked again, his voice laced with a smile, "Can I?"

His voice was always pleasant to hear, and at this moment, when he lowered his pitch, it sounded even more entwining and quietly profound.

Ying Zijin rubbed her ears, looking into his naturally charming and affectionate peach blossom eyes, and after a brief silence, she said, "I guess?"

No sooner had those two words fallen than a kiss landed on her lips.

Ying Zijin’s eyelashes trembled slightly.

Fu Yunshen, with his head slightly bowed, placed one hand over her head and another around her waist, pulling her closer into his embrace.

His actions were assertive.

But his kiss was tender, just like him.

Like snowflakes touching the lips, melting one by one.

Slowly immersing her, almost to the point of drowning.

All her senses were entirely occupied by him at that moment; she could not feel the presence of anything else.

"Close your eyes, kid," Fu Yunshen paused and couldn’t help but laugh, his voice somewhat hoarsely restrained, "If you keep looking at me like that, I might not be able to resist."

He was no righteous gentleman.

Especially when facing someone he liked.

A long while later, he stopped kissing her but didn’t let go.

"Let me hold you more before we start a long-distance relationship."

Having someone to lean on, without the need to walk, Ying Zijin went along with his wish.

She leaned against his chest, yawning, "You realize if real long-distance couples heard what you said, they’d want to hit you."

She and Wen Fengmian would only need at most half a month for their experiment.

Ling Mianxi and Nie Yi would be lucky to see each other once a month, which even then was considered a short interval.

"Hmm—" Fu Yunshen pondered for a moment and then laughed. "Who made my girl so reluctant to let me suffer?"

"I’m leaving," said Ying Zijin, poking the head of Teacup Pig, "See you in half a month."

Dudu’s eyes brimmed with tears as he stretched out his little pig trotter.

Fu Yunshen picked up the car keys, "I’ll take you."

The two of them got into the car.

While starting the car, Fu Yunshen glanced at his phone, lazily beginning to send a WeChat message.

[Not much going on recently, starting half a month of long-distance love.]

[I heard that you and your girlfriend see each other only once every few months?]

At the other end of the phone, Nie Yi, who thought it was some urgent news, was speechless: "..."

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At nine o’clock in the evening, Ying Zijin returned to Ji Yihang’s house.

The Ji Family’s clan members’ houses were all assigned uniformly by the Inner Court.

Ji Yihang wasn’t a key figure to be looked after, so naturally, he didn’t have a manor like Ji Yiyuan; he was allocated a two-story villa.

With the eldest son, Ji Xun, practicing outside and usually only three people in the home, there were many empty rooms.

"Eh, God Ying," Ji Li, who was doing her homework, looked up when she saw the girl return, clutching her chest, "Ah, I’m dead."

Ying Zijin’s gaze shifted slightly, "What’s wrong?"

She approached, her hand subtly gripping Ji Li’s shoulder.

There was nothing unusual.

Ying Zijin frowned.

Seconds later, Ji Li finally spoke, "I—I mean, your beauty is just too overwhelming, God Ying, don’t come so close; I’m about to die again."

Ying Zijin: "..."

"No wonder all those fans in your super-topic say you have divine beauty," Ji Li couldn’t help but continue to look, "What lipstick color are you using? It’s really pretty, tell me, I want to buy it too."

Ying Zijin paused, "You might not be able to buy it."