Chapter 189: Tycoon Town (5)
"Please respond within one minute. Both parties must agree. Otherwise, it will be deemed as choosing 'kill each other.'"
"After making a choice, failure to act according to the rules will result in both being eliminated."
The mechanical voice made Ji Ning and Qin Yanshu, who had been worried they would end up like No. 3 and No. 8, forced to PK each other with only one survivor, feel as if they had been granted amnesty.
They exchanged a glance and said in unison, "We choose love each other."
Ji Ning silently thought, as long as both of them could survive, let alone this "love each other" which wasn't a punishment at all, she would do anything for him.
While she was thinking, Qin Yanshu walked up to her on his own initiative.
He was tall and long-legged, with a cool, aloof aura. Ji Ning looked up at him; Qin Yanshu's flawless, jade-like face seemed to glow with a soft light, astonishingly handsome, and the beauty mark at the corner of his eye was the ultimate mortal allure.
He had been splattered with quite a bit of wolf blood—on his clothes, his lean, sinewy arms, even a smear on the side of his jaw. He looked like a reclusive master swordsman of unparalleled appearance who rarely showed himself.
Ji Ning remembered the rules and was about to tiptoe to kiss him, but before she could, Qin Yanshu grabbed her butt directly.
The sensation of his hands on her butt was extremely intense, and Ji Ning's whole body instantly went weak.
However, after Qin Yanshu grabbed her buttocks, he didn't knead them; he shifted his arms to cup under her butt and lifted Ji Ning off the ground like a child.
Ji Ning let out a silent gasp and immediately wrapped her arms around his neck.
Qin Yanshu carried her a little farther away from the messy area, found a large tree, and sat with his back against its roots.
Ji Ning didn't need to think about what position to take; he had already arranged everything for her.
He was probably worried about her getting uncomfortable, so he placed her straddling his lap directly.
But… both of them were wearing thin clothing, and Ji Ning's butt already felt a hard, hot bulge.
Even though they hadn't done anything yet, Qin Yanshu was already hard.
She remembered the first time they met, when he had felt her all over and even pressed and rubbed the soft flesh of her labia, yet he had remained completely unmoved, like someone with no sexual desire.
Ji Ning had even suspected that Qin Yanshu simply didn't like her type—maybe he preferred big-chested women, and her chest was on the smaller side.
It wasn't until later that she found out Qin Yanshu's relationship with Jiang Ting was even tighter than she had imagined; a friend's wife is off-limits.
Now, with their faces pressed together, Qin Yanshu closed his eyes and tilted his head back to suck on her lips. Ji Ning wanted to ask him about it, consumed by curiosity.
Their noses were touching, and he was kissing eagerly. Ji Ning had to push against his chest and pull back just enough to stammer out her question: "That first time… during the massage… you… didn't you feel anything at all toward me?"
Qin Yanshu's hand on her neck tightened a little more, pressing her closer. Every pass of his lips over hers was forceful.
In the brief gaps when he shifted angles, he replied, "Why do you ask?"
Ji Ning's face and ears flushed from his kisses, her voice so soft it could be wrung out: "Because… because you were expressionless the whole time! I was the only one who was embarrassed…"
To have her juices flowing freely in front of a cold, aloof, handsome guy who showed no reaction—Ji Ning had never experienced that degree of humiliation before.
Qin Yanshu let go of Ji Ning, looked into her eyes, and said hoarsely and bluntly, "If it weren't for Jiang Ting, I would've really wanted to fuck you to death back then."
Livestream comments:
"As expected, he's the number one repressed pervert."
"Lao Qin is too lewd, a sanctimonious hypocrite, even more phony than Boss Jiang."
"Jiang Ting isn't phony, he's straightforward; Lao Qin is fake propriety."
"I told you he was just pretending to be restrained back then. If he didn't care, he wouldn't have looked like that."
Ji Ning stared at him, dazed. Hearing those three words, her heart and her lower body both gave a heavy jolt at the same time.
After Qin Yanshu finished speaking, his entire demeanor changed. He aggressively lifted Ji Ning's clothes and took them off, then impatiently buried his face against her body, sucking on her breast flesh. At the same time, he pulled down the straps and loosened her bra, his tongue slithering forward like a snake to find the pink bud, licking it with loud, wet sounds.
"Ahhh…" Ji Ning couldn't take the stimulation and suddenly cried out. She pushed Qin Yanshu away, but he held her waist firmly, not letting her move. He opened his lips wide, taking both the bud and the surrounding breast flesh into his mouth, sucking and licking vigorously.
Ji Ning was sucked until her head swam and her body went weak. The last bit of her rationality went toward wondering: Had the question she asked just now questioned Qin Yanshu's male instincts? If so, wasn't she done for?
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