Chapter 2860 Why Does My Wife Follow Me Every Day? 19

- Honey, don't worry, I'll get rid of any dog ​​you don't like.

Did he touch you? Did he scare you?

-You look beautiful when you frown, but I don't like it when you frown. Please smile, I want to see you smile.

That jackal is too filthy to be near you. I've had him taken away, and he'll never appear before you again.

-I will treat you very well. Can you like me? Can you? Can you?

Jin Chen: Get lost, I don't like it.

There was a pause of a few seconds, and then another message came: Do you have someone you like?

Jin Chen narrowed his eyes as he looked at the message.

Unlike his previous twisted and obsessive questions, this one sounded rather nerve-wracking.

He suddenly remembered something, hissed, and tentatively typed a reply slowly on the screen: No.

This time, they suddenly stopped replying altogether.

Jin Chen waited for several minutes but did not receive a reply.

He lowered his eyes, turned off his phone, and his thoughts grew increasingly heavy, a very absurd guess forming in his mind.

Jin Chen put away his phone, turned to Tan Quan and said, "Let's go, let's go back first."

Meanwhile, on the second floor of the flower shop.

Yun Jian, wrapped in Jin Chen's coat, sat on the sofa, holding his phone.

Once his subordinate left, he couldn't see Jin Chen's appearance through the video, but he never expected to receive such a reply.

I don't have anyone I like.

Yun Jian's smile gradually disappeared. He stared at those five words for a long, long time before gripping his phone tightly.

He couldn't stand it.

I can't stand it at all.

Having received Jin Chen's pampering and indulgence, Jin Chen's care and attention, and even a kiss from Jin Chen when he was sober, how could he accept Jin Chen's answer like this? He thought that he had at least occupied a place in Jin Chen's heart, that he was special and different.

Jin Chen said he doesn't have anyone he likes, so what is he?

Were all that tenderness, all that indulgence and intimacy fake? Was it all just his wishful thinking? Or is Jin Chen just this kind of tenderness towards everyone?

No, it cannot be done.

How could Jin Chen not have someone she likes? Jin Chen must like him, and can only like him.

Yun Jian's breathing became rapid, and his pupils turned red.

Rabbits are incredibly stubborn and prone to jealousy, and this is evident in them to the fullest extent.

He desperately wanted to feel secure, to confirm Jin Chen's feelings, to keep Jin Chen firmly by his side, so that his eyes and heart could only hold one person.

Yun Jian walked to the bedroom cabinet and opened the bottom drawer.

There was a small bottle in the drawer, a dark glass bottle, without any label on it.

This is another good thing about the underground casino.

Just three drops are enough to make a man as strong as an ox fall into a coma for a whole day, and when he wakes up, he will have no memory of it and will only feel extremely tired.

Yun Jian stared at the bottle for a few seconds, then reached out and picked it up, holding it in his hand.

Half an hour later, Tan Quan carried Song Cun back to the coffee shop.

He placed Song on his bed in his room, checked her carefully, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she was alright.

Inside the flower shop, the clerk, Xiao Ye, was getting ready to leave when she saw Jin Chen return from outside. She greeted him with a smile, "Boss Jin."

Jin Chen nodded: "Is Boss Yun here?"

"Upstairs," Xiao Ye said. "The boss is preparing dinner, and said he specially prepared one for you."

Jin Chen: "Okay, I'll go up and take a look."

He went up to the second floor.

The living room was lit with warm yellow lights, and several dishes, all of which were his favorite flavors, were already laid out on the dining table.

Yun Jian brought out the last soup from the kitchen, and his eyes lit up when he saw Jin Chen.

"You're back." Yun Jian's voice was soft, with a hint of a smile.

Jin Chen nodded, took the soup bowl from his hand, and placed it on the table. "You made so many dishes?"

"Mm." Yun Jian looked at him, her eyes crinkling. "I want to have dinner with you."

He recalled Jin Chen's reply, and the grievances and unease in his heart welled up again.

Yun Jian couldn't help but walk over and hug Jin Chen.

Jin Chen paused for a moment, then reached out and hugged him back, gently ruffling Yun Jian's hair, her voice tender, "What's wrong?"

Yun Jian didn't speak, but simply buried her face in his shoulder and gently nuzzled him.

Jin Chen indulged him, patting his head as usual, and asked gently, "Were you frightened by what happened today?"

Yun Jian shook his head, looked up at Jin Chen, and his smile deepened.

"Let's eat first, the food is getting cold."

The two sat down at the table, and Yun Jian served two bowls of rice and pushed the soup bowl over.

"Try this," Yun Jian said, her eyes crinkling. "It's something I just learned."

Jin Chen took the soup bowl, picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful. After the soup entered his mouth, he looked up at Yun Jian.

Yun Jian gave a gentle smile. "What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good?"

"No, it's delicious."

As Jin Chen spoke, he scooped up another spoonful and slowly drank it down.

After the meal, Jin Chen was about to get up to clear the dishes when Yun Jian stopped him.

"I'll take a seat, you can sit for a while."

Jin Chen glanced at him, then sat down. "Okay."

Yun Jian deftly cleared the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, then brought out a plate of cut fruit: apples cut into small pieces, oranges peeled, and with a few toothpicks stuck in them.

"Have some fruit." He placed the fruit plate on the coffee table in front of Jin Chen. "You must be tired today. Wait for me a moment, I'll be done soon."

Jin Chen raised an eyebrow as she watched him walk into the kitchen.

He relaxed his body and leaned back on the sofa, his posture languid and leisurely. A few moments later, he sighed softly.

The sound of water running in the kitchen stopped.

A moment later, Yun Jian came out wiping his hands and saw Jin Chen sleeping soundly on the sofa.

He walked to the sofa, sat down next to Jin Chen, and softly called, "Jin Chen?"

Jin Chen did not respond.

Yun Jian stared at him for a long while.

He stood up, walked to the window, closed all the windows tightly, and drew the curtains.

After doing all this, Yun Jian walked back to the sofa.

In the light, the black pupils subtly turned red, gleaming with an eerie light.

Yun Jian sat down on the carpet next to the sofa, gently took Jin Chen's hand that was resting on the edge of the sofa, pressed his face against it, rubbed it, and then kissed the inside of his wrist.

And then another one.

It's getting denser, wetter, and stickier.

Yun Jian's lips pressed against Jin Chen's skin, and he could clearly feel the pulsating blood vessels beneath the skin. He seemed to be addicted, and he felt that no amount of kissing was enough. He kissed from the wrist to the palm, and from the palm to the fingertips, not wanting to miss a single inch.

“Baby…” he murmured, his voice suppressed, “How could you say you don’t have someone you like…”

Yun Jian gently pried open Jin Chen's lower lip with his thumb and slowly leaned in to take it in his mouth.

He braced himself on the sofa with one hand and wrapped the other around Jin Chen's neck, kissing her recklessly and without restraint.

"You clearly have..." Yun Jian murmured between kisses, his voice muffled, "You should like me... Why did you say you didn't..."

The kiss lasted a long time, so long that Yun Jian was out of breath before reluctantly letting go.

He stepped back slightly, looking at Jin Chen's lips, which were red and swollen from his kisses, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by longing.

not enough.

Yun Jian wrapped his arms around Jin Chen's neck, gently pushed him back so that Jin Chen could lean against the back of the sofa, and then lowered his head to kiss Jin Chen's neck.

He stopped there and stared at Jin Chen's collarbone for a few seconds.

The shirt buttons were fastened neatly, and the collar fit snugly against the neck, covering the skin underneath.

Yun Jian reached out his hand, his fingertips landing on the first button. He paused for a moment, then gently unbuttoned it.

The buttons were undone, revealing a small patch of collarbone.

Then the second one.

The third one.

Yun Jian's fingertips would occasionally brush against Jin Chen's skin, the warmth of the touch making his heart beat even faster.

With each button he undid, his breathing became more rapid, and his gaze more intense.

The shirt was completely unbuttoned.

Jin Chen had a great figure, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Yun Jian's gaze seemed glued to him, sweeping over him inch by inch.

His kiss landed on the hollow of his collarbone, as if trying to imprint his own scent on it.

"You are mine..." Yun Jian murmured, his voice filled with barely suppressed madness, "You can only be mine..."

Just as Yun Jian's fingertips touched the abdominal muscles, he suddenly sensed that Jin Chen's breathing had become disordered for a moment.