Chapter 10: Lewd Cruise (9)
After an utterly satisfying round of sex, most of the fluid from Ji Ning's gushing orgasm had flowed onto Xing Ye's pants.
Xing Ye took off his jacket and draped it over Ji Ning. He fastened his pants and, while everyone else was still recovering, scooped her up in his arms and carried her out of the bar to take a shower.
He hadn't properly fastened her panties at all. Ji Ning's bare bottom pressed against the fabric of his sleeve, and with the slight friction of his stride, she would occasionally release some of the semen she'd taken into her body, belonging to Xing Ye. The sensation was subtly mortifying.
At the bar entrance, Xing Ye asked the bodyguard standing by the door for the direction of the shower room.
After his first question, the bodyguard did not react. Only when Xing Ye asked a second time did the bodyguard raise his left hand, pointing to the right, and say, "Down the stairs on the right side."
Xing Ye followed the bodyguard's direction, descending to the lower deck, and brought Ji Ning into one of the shower rooms.
The white shower room was small, with only a rain shower. Ji Ning was set down facing the wall. Xing Ye untied her bikini from behind, stripped off his own clothes, and turned on the showerhead.
Warm water cascaded over them. Xing Ye scooped up some body wash foam and smoothed it over Ji Ning's back, his expression relaxed as he said, "This is a private space. We can relax."
Hearing this, Ji Ning felt even more embarrassed to turn around. Without the impetus of game rules, she still couldn't calmly stand naked in a shared shower with Xing Ye.
So she could only brace against the wall and let him clean her body.
However, at this moment, Xing Ye seemed to have no intention of teasing her. His hands remained very disciplined, moving only across her back.
His deep, mellow voice sounded: "That bodyguard just now was off."
Indeed, he was off.
Ji Ning nodded. "He seemed to be lost in thought about something."
"Not just that." Xing Ye added, "He's also left-handed."
"Right!" Ji Ning had felt that scene was jarring, and now with Xing Ye's reminder, it clicked. "He pointed to the right, and most people would use their right hand to point, but he subconsciously raised his left hand."
A left-handed detail like this usually accompanies crucial information in suspense novels and films!
Ji Ning's mind suddenly sharpened. The thought she'd had earlier resurfaced, and she said to Xing Ye, "I saw that crying NPC in the bar too. I also saw Young Master Hui go looking for her while his girlfriend was away. She's another person connected to Young Master Hui."
"Now we've identified four people connected to the key NPC: the captain, the girlfriend, He Zhifang, the peripheral NPC you discovered, and an abnormally behaving bodyguard. The clues are already plentiful. Even if we can't see through them now, things will become much clearer when the Clearance Condition refreshes." Xing Ye finished rubbing Ji Ning's back, added a bit more body wash, and slid his hands down to her waist, following the curve of her bottom all the way down.
Ji Ning was still mentally organizing these clues, scattered like a string of loose pearls, when Xing Ye suddenly touched her butt. She gasped sharply, raising a hand to brace against the wall just to steady herself.
Xing Ye had originally been focused on business, intending only to wash Ji Ning. Yet once he actually touched that pert, beautiful bottom, his eyes couldn't help but deepen. His Adam's apple slid slowly, his hand movements slowed, and beyond his control, they grew increasingly suggestive.
With the help of the body wash, what he felt was an even more intoxicating smoothness. From the slender waistline extending to the peak of the buttocks, the rising S-curve was an irresistible temptation for any man.
Not to mention the two alluring dimples on her lower back, just above her butt, which made one itch to kiss and lick them.
He kneaded the soft flesh of her bottom firmly a few times, then his hand slipped into the cleft, traveling further down, lightly passing over the delicate opening of her rear, settling on her vulva.
He massaged Ji Ning's labia and entrance. Two fingers glided into the slit between the outer and inner lips, gently rubbing the petals back and forth, as if cleaning her messy lower body, or as if savoring her sensual structure.
"Mm..." Ji Ning panted against the wall. The numbing, itching sensation made her want to flee, yet she couldn't help but raise her hips higher, craving more comfort.
Xing Ye desperately wanted to press Ji Ning against the wall and take her from behind, letting his powerful thrusts flatten her breasts again and again. He wanted her to wrap around him, to hold her legs and thrust until her pussy spasmed.
But right now, he didn't have the time for such prolonged indulgence.
After several moments of restraint, Xing Ye pulled his hand back and patted Ji Ning's bottom lightly. "Good girl. I want to screw you hard too, but for the sake of clues, we need to get back quickly."
For the first time, Ji Ning understood what it meant to be sexually frustrated. It seemed she had already become addicted to Xing Ye's fucking. The moment he touched her, her legs would inevitably go weak and wet, craving to be filled by that thick, long shaft, wanting to be rammed by the hard bone of a man's pubis.
She turned around, hooked her arms around Xing Ye's neck, stood on tiptoe to rub against his chest, and kissed the corner of his mouth. "Alright, let's hurry and finish washing so we can go up."
The tickling friction of those two snowy white mounds against the hard planes of his chest made Xing Ye's erect cock quiver.
He thought Ji Ning was seducing him, but when he studied her face, she was still as innocent and simple as ever, hiding no wicked intentions. He felt a faint sense of disappointment.
Ji Ning didn't know what Xing Ye was thinking. She pumped a few more squirts of body wash and lathered it over his chest and abdomen, kneading him. To repay his earlier service, she even endured her embarrassment, stroking his shaft up and down to clean off the residual fluids.
Xing Ye felt like he had shot himself in the foot. A fire burned in his abdomen. Gritting his teeth, he endured wave after wave of pleasure, inwardly praying that Ji Ning's soft little hands would quickly end this torment.
Their prison-like shower ended quickly because no further action developed from it. After Ji Ning dried her hair, the two wrapped in bathrobes and returned to the bar.
The lights in the venue had come back on. The already chaotic space was now even messier from the countless couples who had copulated on the spot.
Servers carefully navigated the crowd, cleaning up. Many people, freshly showered and in bathrobes, were drinking with expressions of utter satiation.
Young Master Hui and his pack of friends started gambling, playing Texas hold'em deep into the night. No anomalies occurred during this period.
It wasn't until 3 a.m. that Young Master Hui and his girlfriend left the bar to return to their room on the third floor, and the crowd gradually dispersed.
Some people slept directly on the bar sofas, while Xing Ye brought Ji Ning back to their small room on the second floor.
Perhaps because she had never stayed up this late, Ji Ning lay with Xing Ye, kissing him, and before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.
Xing Ye had been left hanging twice. A fire of desire burning in his lower abdomen supported his rock-hard cock.
But because the person before him was Ji Ning, who made his heart flutter, he chose to endure it and feign sleep alongside her, so that "the escort girl falls asleep first" wouldn't cause Ji Ning to violate an OOC rule.
That night should have been an ordinary one.
It wasn't until the next morning, when the crowd was jolted awake by a sharp, terrified female scream, that they learned a brutal murder had occurred on this luxury cruise while they slept.
The birthday star, Young Master Hui, had been stabbed over a dozen times. The blood that flowed out had dyed half the mattress a vivid red.
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