Yan Yan was lying in bed in his pajamas, with a stern face, but his hair stood up and rushed out of the camera. He didn't look fierce, but rather cute. He was wearing a pure white pajamas with a lapel and a silk fabric with a checkered pattern, which was clean and clear. This was also a couple's pajamas, and Zhuang Yiyun's set was black.
Only half of the clavicle could be seen through the camera, but it was enough to make Zhuang Yiyun distracted. He moved slowly, tapping the enter key with his index and middle fingers, then retracted them and leisurely placed them on his legs.
On the other side of the screen, Yan Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his originally scattered gaze focused on one point. Zhuang Yiyun lowered his eyes, and that position was his hand.
When two people spend a long time together, their hearts beat fast. The emotions between those subtle movements are like mountain fog. You can see how it flows with the wind, but you cannot catch it in your hands. You can only understand, smell and feel it.
Zhuang Yiyun smiled and asked him, "Lawyer Yan, the court will give the defendant a chance to make a statement before making a ruling. Didn't I have that opportunity?"
"Okay, sure." Yan Yan placed his phone upright on the bed, freed his hands and propped himself up a little, then said confidently, "Now the plaintiff's attorney will conduct the interrogation."
Zhuang Yiyun made a gesture of invitation, calmly and confidently.
"Defendant, do you know Ms. Li Hongran?"
“No.”
"Heh... Men are so heartless. Yesterday he was chatting and laughing with me, but today he doesn't recognize me anymore?"
"Lawyer Yan, please be careful to control your emotions in court." Zhuang Yiyun wanted to laugh, but he held it back and asked him, "Counselor Yan, could you please explain what Talking about the wind and the moon means?"
"Flirting." Yan Yan's words were harsh, and then he realized that there was no way Dr. Zhuang didn't know what Tan Feng Nong Yue meant.
He actually answered honestly and was taken in. It must be because he was lying down that he was affected. Yan Yan was angry and sat up with the quilt lifted. This movement was too big, and the shirt was pulled up, revealing a small part of the white and flexible waist.
Zhuang Yiyun's eyes dimmed, he tugged at his tie and said, "I've only flirted with you."
The unexpected hormonal attack choked Yan Yan's counterattack, which was about to come out of his mouth.
"Like now."
"Ahem, ahem... Please be mindful of your language in court."
"I'm being tactful. Otherwise I wouldn't mind describing some of the details of the flirtation to you in detail."
Yan Yan was still acting dignified at first, but after hearing his bewitching words, he decided to desert.
"Please describe it, otherwise I won't know if it's beyond the standard."
Zhuang Yiyun's gaze fell on his collar. The collar of this pajamas was small, and only a small triangle under the neck could be seen, but this did not prevent Zhuang Yiyun from being familiar with what was underneath, especially what it looked like now.
"Lawyer Yan, you have six kiss marks below your left collarbone, extending from the collarbone to the chest. They should have turned brown now. There are two finger marks on your waist, which were caused by me pinching your waist..."
"Damn it! Zhuang Yiyu!" Yan Yan blushed and became angry.
"Yes." Zhuang Yiyun asked him calmly, "Do you still want to ask questions?"
"Fuck!"
"Then I will protest."
"You're still protesting, you're pretty good at it now, eh?"
"Of course, we can't be too ignorant of the law, otherwise it will bring shame to the lawyer's family."