Chapter 19: Domineering School Prince's Wet Love 19 "Cold? Just now... not...

Under the huge dome, the pool water is shimmering.

In the swimming pool, Jiang Lian's agile figure was like a swordfish breaking through the water. His arm strokes were smooth, his kicks were powerful, and every turn was accompanied by amazing explosive power.

The water droplets rolled down his cold, white, and firm muscle lines, reflecting a dazzling light.

In a corner of the audience seats on the shore, the atmosphere was completely different.

Ye Ling sat stiffly on the plastic chair, holding Jiang Lian's sports bag and a large clean towel in her arms, like a diligent little follower.

He lowered his head, his golden bangs covering his face, revealing only a taut chin and slightly pursed lips.

[Host! Look up! The hero is right before you! What perfect pervert material!] 778's voice urged excitedly in Ye Ling's mind, [Quick! Eye contact! Keep your eyes glued to him! The gaze of a pervert! Don't forget your mission! For our ultimate goal of confessing on the rooftop, collect materials and deepen your obsession!]

Mission... Rooftop Confession...

Ye Ling's heart suddenly sank, and she subconsciously hugged the sports bag tightly in her arms.

I must complete the mission...but Jiang Lian is so good to me...he helped me out, protected me, and comforted me...how could I humiliate and disgust him with that disgusting confession?

Every time Ye Ling thought of the words "Aren't I here?" and Jiang Lian's gentle eyes, he felt that his perverted behavior was simply unforgivable.

He felt like a wolf in sheep's clothing, deceiving and hurting someone who was truly kind to him.

It would be better for him to be arrested by human police than to let him do that...

Two powerful forces tore at his heart, making him feel guilty and want to run away every time he saw Jiang Lian.

But Jiang Lian ordered him around more frequently and with a tougher attitude.

Yesterday, Jiang Lian sent him a message in advance asking him to accompany the competition. This morning, Jiang Lian even called him directly on WeChat and ordered him without question: "Come to the city swimming pool."

Ye Ling naturally didn't dare to refuse.

"Ye Ling." A deep voice sounded behind the dazed Ye Ling.

Jiang Lian had swum to the edge of the pool without realizing it, his arms casually draped over the bank. He tilted his head back slightly, his wet black hair casually brushed back, his deep eyes fixed on Ye Ling, who was sitting in the first row of the stands.

The water droplets slid down his smooth jawline, dripped into the hollow of his collarbone, and then slid down his well-defined chest and sank into the edge of his tight black swimming trunks.

Ye Ling was startled and frantically avoided his gaze, responding in a panic as if he was being called by the instructor during military training: "Here...here!"

"My water." Jiang Lian pressed the corners of his lips and stretched out his hand.

Ye Ling hurriedly took out a bottle of mineral water from her bag and handed it to him. She also remembered to unscrew the bottle cap in advance, fearing that he would hurt his teeth.

778 immediately gave an invisible thumbs-up: [Sweet! A must-have skill for a pervert!]

Ye Ling handed the water over carefully, keeping her head down the whole time, not daring to look at the extremely impactful body again, for fear that she would be seen through immediately if she looked any longer.

Jiang Lian took the water and took a few gulps.

[Host!!! What are you doing?! Look! Look openly! Perverted time! Quick! Eye lock!] 778 screamed in frustration. [Abs! Mermaid line! And that rolling thing!]

Ye Ling was driven to desperation by the sharp urging in his mind. He had to complete the mission... Although Jiang Lian treated him well, he couldn't disobey the contract he had signed with the Quick Travel Bureau - that contract concerned his second life.

With a tragic mood of sacrificing himself heroically, Ye Ling suddenly raised his head, made up his mind, and stared at Jiang Lian with his eyes as big as two round hazelnuts!

"Puff." Jiang Lian accidentally spat out a small mouthful of water.

This accident could not shake Ye Ling's concentration on "going to die".

His gaze moved from Jiang Lian's wet black hair, to her shoulders and back where water droplets rolled down, to her well-defined abdominal muscles, and finally to her powerful waist and hips beneath her tight swimming trunks...

He tried hard to imitate the gaze of a pervert, trying to make his eyes look "fierce." Unfortunately, even when he tried to widen his clear eyes, they only showed tension, shame, and an alluring innocence.

Rather than calling him a "pervert", it would be better to say that he is like a small animal that has strayed into the territory of a wild beast, being both scared and unable to help but look around with curiosity.

Jiang Lian looked at Ye Ling's clumsy look as she was obviously extremely ashamed but forced herself to "spy" on him, and a familiar feeling of heat suddenly rose from her lower body.

His throat rolled violently uncontrollably as he tried to suppress it.

Haha... You're obviously scared to death, but you still pretend to be a pervert.

It really... makes me feel itchy.

The explicit and imaginary words in the diary and the face in front of him, which was full of innocence and purity, formed a strong and distorted contrast in Jiang Lian's mind, stimulating every nerve in his body.

A bad impulse quietly arose.

"Come down." Jiang Lian's voice was slightly hoarse as he ordered the guy on the other side.

"Ah?" Before Ye Ling could react, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a big wet hand!

Before he could even exclaim, an irresistible force came over him!

Ye Ling felt dizzy and the whole body was pulled forward by a brute force!

“Plop!!!”

The pool water suddenly rushed in from all directions. Ye Ling was caught off guard, choked on the water several times, and thrashed around in the water in panic.

"Ugh... cough cough cough!" Ye Ling struggled to stick her head out, her light golden hair sticking to her forehead and cheeks, like a miserable drowned chicken.

He wiped the water off his face in shock. His thin summer school uniform shirt was soaked with water and stuck tightly to his body, clearly outlining the boy's delicate and flexible lines. His fair and slightly pink skin was faintly visible under the transparent school uniform.

Jiang Lian stood in front of him, with the water in the pool dripping along his cold jawline.

Jiang Lian's gaze was as if it were real, greedily sweeping over his school uniform, which had become translucent after being soaked, his collarbone, his waistline, and his head, which had peeped out due to the cold and could be vaguely seen through the wet fabric...

The completely uncontrollable feeling of heat surged in Jiang Lian's body like magma.

He clearly felt that the constraints of his tight swimming trunks were facing unprecedented challenges.

Damn it…

Jiang Lian took a deep breath, forced himself to look away, dived into the water, and tried to extinguish the evil fire with the cold pool water.

However, Ye Ling's wet, ignorant, pure and lustful appearance was engraved on his retina like a brand, and could not be erased.

Fortunately, Ye Ling was busy coughing and flapping his arms and legs, and didn't notice Jiang Lian's sudden deep eyes and the strangeness of his body, nor did he realize how... tempting and sinful he looked at the moment.

He just felt scared and aggrieved for being suddenly dragged into the water. His moist hazel eyes looked at Jiang Lian accusingly.

"What are you doing..." His trembling voice made it even more seductive.

This defenseless purity formed a huge contrast with the explicit fantasies in the diary. It was like the strongest catalyst, causing the ferocious beast in Jiang Lian's heart to let out an extremely excited roar.

He surfaced, licking his lower lip, which was soaked in the pool water but still dry, with the tip of his tongue, and his eyes became darker and more dangerous.

"Like a little pervert... following me around every day, filling my diary with explicit words."

"But she also has this... innocent expression that makes her look like she's easy to bully."

In Jiang Lian's mind, the words in the black diary flashed wildly, finally settling on the most impactful fantasy:

"...I want to lick the water droplets on his collarbone."

This sentence, together with the vivid scene before his eyes, violently hit Jiang Lian's rational defense line.

His gaze involuntarily moved to Ye Ling's slightly heaving chest.

Licking off the water droplets there...

Once this thought arose, it spread like wildfire, impossible to extinguish. He could even imagine the cool touch of delicate skin and the taste on his tongue, a mixture of pool water and the unique scent of the young man...

"Jiang...Jiang classmate?" Ye Ling felt her whole body crawl under the increasingly deep and aggressive gaze. "Can I go up now? It's so cold..."

This pitiful plea was like the last straw.

Jiang Lian closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, the desire surging in his eyes was forcibly suppressed.

But he still didn't move away. He took a step closer, leaning forward slightly. His warm breath carried the dampness of the pool water, and his voice was low and hoarse:

"Cold? Didn't you look very hot just now?" As he spoke, his eyes swept meaningfully over Ye Ling's flushed cheeks and wet body. It seemed as if the eyes could penetrate the clothes and completely strip the little bird for examination.

Ye Ling froze all over when he was looked at by that gaze. He couldn't understand the deeper meaning of Jiang Lian's words, but he felt that what was in those eyes frightened him more than the cold pool water.

"I...I didn't..." He argued in vain.

Looking at his wet and innocent appearance, the evil fire in Jiang Lian's heart burned even more fiercely.

Jiang Lian stretched out his hand, endured it again and again, and finally just rubbed the wet golden hair heavily.

"Go up and keep watching."

He turned around and plunged into the water, like an enraged shark in urgent need of venting, starting a new round of sprint with even more violent speed and strength.

Ye Ling climbed ashore obediently as she was told, with her messy blonde hair and wrapped in a bath towel. She looked at Jiang Lian's receding back, full of explosive power and unknown danger, in shock.

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