bookcurios Chapter 231 A little favor
Chapter 231 A little favor
Chapter 231 Helping Out with a Small Favor
The next morning, Bo Bing caught a plane to Beijing.
It was already noon when we landed.
He dialed Yin Su's number, and the call was answered almost instantly.
"Adoptive father?"
The man's voice was gentle and soft, tinged with a hint of caution, "Have we arrived?"
Bo Bing smiled and said, "We've arrived. Beijing Airport, Exit C. Come pick me up."
The wind in Beijing is also very strong and cold.
It was adorned with the festive red of the Chinese New Year.
Bo Bing, carrying a black backpack and with her hands in her pockets, leaned against a telephone pole. Soon after, a black Bentley was seen parked on the side of the road.
"boarding."
The passenger window rolled down, revealing He Jinlan's face.
As soon as Bo Bing opened the back door, a man wearing sunglasses, a mask, and a hat grabbed her waist and forcibly dragged her inside.
The car door closed, and the front and rear partitions rose up, separating the two people at the back.
"What...what are you doing? Let go."
Bo Bing reached for the other person's hand, but was instead held even tighter.
"Yin Su!"
"Let me hold you for a while, Godfather... just for a little while."
The man held the person close, resting his chin on the crook of their neck, his voice slightly cloying, "I missed you... I kept wondering when you would come to see me... I was so worried about my godfather..."
Yin Su complained in a low voice, but his actions became increasingly unrestrained.
The car had already entered the highway. Thin ice leaned against the glass, and she could hear the wind rushing through the air, growing louder and louder as time passed.
Warm breath brushed against his neck. Bo Bing tried to dodge, but Yin Su noticed first and forcefully pressed down on the other's head with his well-defined right hand, preventing him from escaping.
[Sensitive] Startup.
【Feixia】Start.
The mechanical voice of Alpha echoed in the young man's mind.
Bo Bing's stiff body trembled slightly. His heightened sensitivity enhanced his sixth sense, greatly improving his sense of touch. Yin Su's actions were ambiguous, and even his breathing made him feel uncomfortable and want to escape.
Due to the [Flying Clouds] skill, Bo Bing's face and ears turned red.
"release......"
The thin ice tipped to the side.
Yin Su stared at the young man's earlobe in his arms, and as if possessed, reached out and touched it.
"Huh......"
Bo Bing felt a tingling sensation in his earlobe, like being touched by an electric current, which made him spasm slightly.
My mind went blank for a moment.
By the time the young man realized what was happening, there seemed to be a strange atmosphere inside the car.
"So sensitive."
The handsome man had already removed his mask and sunglasses, revealing his beautiful face. He blinked his meaningful peach blossom eyes, put his arm around the young man's waist, and was leisurely watching the young man who was half-lying in his arms and coming back to his senses.
"Has Godfather still not come to his senses?"
Looking into the young man's still somewhat bewildered eyes, Yin Su felt a growing sense of oppression fill the small space.
Restless.
The man shifted his posture, gently bringing his face closer. The scent of camellia emanating from him rolled down his soft hair and then gently slipped into the young man's collar.
A subtle and persuasive seduction.
With a sudden stop, Bo Bing snapped back to reality.
Li Ling's voice came from the device on the partition, "Young Master, we've arrived."
"Wait a moment......"
Yin Su, who was leaning down, frowned slightly, about to say something.
"get off!"
Bo Bing gritted her teeth, clenched her right fist, and slammed it into the man's head.
"Ouch, that hurts!"
Yin Su covered his head, looking pitifully at the young man who turned and got off the car, and obediently followed him off the car.
"It hurts."
Bo Bing didn't look at him directly. "Who told you to play this prank? If you do it again, I'm going back."
Knowing he was in the wrong, Yin Su, who was following behind, could only grab Bo Bing's sleeve and apologize softly, "Don't be angry with me... It's cold outside, let's go inside and talk."
Her peach blossom eyes seemed to want to say something but held back.
Yin Su's face is so striking, so beautiful it's outrageous.
Even the hardest heart can soften in front of Yin Su when faced with a beautiful woman's sorrow.
"lead the way."
Bo Bing turned her head away, realizing she really needed to avoid looking at Yin Su's face so much, or she'd ruin her brain sooner or later.
Seeing that the young man did not break free from his grasp, the man smiled and led the young man inside.
Li Ling and He Jinlan, who were standing nearby, pretended not to see anything and simply handed the car keys to the driver. They were already used to the way the two of them interacted.
Bo Bing surveyed the area in front of her.
Towering pines and cypresses, crisscrossing blue bricks and tiles, all lush and verdant.
This is not a villa, but an estate.
This estate is far from the capital, but even so, it is not an ordinary family that can own such a large piece of land.
—The Yin family is a reclusive family that quietly entered the world.
Bo Bing was led by Yin Su's hand as they walked inside. The simple and ancient pavilions and towers blended harmoniously with the modern architecture. Even Feng Tianhan from his previous life had never seen such a place.
Yin Su's accommodation was one of the Chinese-style villas in the rear, and these villas were independent of each other and did not disturb each other.
There was a small fountain at the entrance. Bo Bing couldn't resist touching the water in the lion's mouth, and was instantly jolted by the cold.
“The water is very cold in winter,” Yin Su said, taking the young man’s hand and putting it into his coat pocket. “Be careful not to catch a cold.”
Bo Bing exhaled a puff of white breath, tilting her head slightly, "I'm not a fragile porcelain doll."
"I know."
Yin Su led him upstairs, where the decor was elegant and understated.
The young man noticed the paintings hanging in the corridor. Each one would be priceless in any other place, but now they were just hanging there as decorations.
"What, is your house a museum?"
The young man's tone was tinged with sarcasm, "Tsk, making such a big show of it, why not just install a GPS tracking device for me?"
"No."
Yin Su smiled gently, "I didn't decorate the interior. I was afraid my godfather wouldn't like it, so I had a lot of the decorations removed a couple of days ago."
Yin Su pushed open a door on the third floor, which appeared to be the master bedroom of this floor.
"Shall we stay here for now?"
Yin Su helped the young man unload his schoolbag, saying, "The mattress has been replaced with a new one; you can try it out later."
Bo Bing sat on the bed and massaged it; it really felt quite comfortable.
"Where do you live?" Bo Bing asked the man.
"guess?"
The man's tone had a subtle hook.
“Don’t tell me there aren’t any other beds,” Bo Bing said, staring into the man’s eyes.
“I live in the room next door,” Yin Su pointed to another wall. “You can come to me if you need anything. There’s also a call bell by the bed if you need help.”
Bo Bing breathed a sigh of relief, though she felt a strange sense of emptiness.
He quickly put that feeling behind him.
"By the way, what brings you here this time?" Bo Bing didn't believe that the other party had come to the capital just because they missed him. "Don't tell me it's just because you missed me."
Yin Su raised an eyebrow. What a perceptive fellow.
"I just need my godfather to do me a small favor."
The beautiful actress smiled gently.
Bo Bing inexplicably felt a chill.