Nie Kongsang, who died at the hands of her "family," was bound by a survival system and had to face her perverted family members again.
好不容易解脱再来一次,谁懂这种酸爽啊,感谢系统十八辈祖宗!!
Her father...
His hand was already inside her clothes. Kong Sang hurriedly pressed it down, her voice escaping through clenched teeth: "We're not boyfriend and girlfriend anymore, what are you doing?"
Lin Changli completely avoided the topic, his hands still kneading, and locked her gaze, saying, "You let Wei Shengyi hug you?"
A blush spread from the warmth of her soft skin, enveloping her cheeks and neck in a pink mist. Her already affectionate peach blossom eyes became moist, and she couldn't help but lift her body and part her lips slightly.
The next second, her hand was covered by a finger: "Be good, don't make a sound, the driver will hear you."
The fish shyly flinched at the touch of his fingers. Lin Changli, unable to contain himself any longer, pulled his hand out from under his clothes and pressed it down on Kong Sang's waist and hips...
Kongsang bit her finger hard until she tasted blood before letting go.
She was clearly angry, but her flirtatious expression made it seem like she was being coquettish: "Lin Changli, you've gone too far."
Ignoring the bloodstains on his hands, Lin Changli said with a playful tone, "Miss Nie, we have broken up, but does my touching you have anything to do with this?"
"Have you forgotten that I didn't have any reservations when I didn't give you the title of boyfriend? To me, the word 'boyfriend' is just icing on the cake."
Kong Sang's face darkened: "So you're openly acting like a hooligan?"
"Hmm... you can interpret it that way if you want, but I don't think that word is quite right. It's your resistance that's what's considered being a scoundrel, you're already weak and still..."
Kong Sang quickly reached out and covered Lin Changli's mouth, not wanting to hear any of his lewd talk; she couldn't handle anything he said.
When his palm was wet and licked, Kong Sang quickly withdrew his hand. He was completely at a loss and had no idea how to deal with Lin Changli. He simply buryed his head in his shirt and pretended to be an ostrich.
Lin Changli smiled happily, his hand lifting Kong Sang's clothes and going up to her waist. This time, Kong Sang only stiffened for a moment and did not stop him.
A dark light flashed in his deep blue eyes as he held her tightly in his arms: "Sangsang, you need to understand one thing. I agreed to break up only because I wanted to go along with you and didn't want you to be unhappy."
"This doesn't mean I'm letting go. You know very well what kind of person I am, so... don't let anyone else touch you, it makes me uncomfortable."
Kong Sang didn't look up, and said in a muffled voice, "Then what kind of breakup is this?"
"You can think of it as me playing a little girl's game with you. Within certain limits, you can do whatever you want without restraint, and I will cooperate."
"But if you cross my line, the game is over, and I won't indulge you anymore, understand?"
Taking a hard bite into the flesh of his chest, Kong Sang released his mouth and said unhappily, "A breakup is a breakup, not a game. Stop being a pervert. I'm not afraid of you."
The person's voice had completely gone hoarse as they ran their hand to their lower abdomen: "Aren't you afraid? Then let's try..."
Kong Sang's expression changed, and he tried to get up but was held down firmly. He glanced at the barrier behind him and said urgently, "Don't do anything rash."
"Then help me." Lin Changli pressed down on Kong Sang's nape and kissed her again, while his other hand worked on Kong Sang's soft hand.
Half an hour later, the car window opened, and an indescribable smell dissipated. Kong Sang, her face flushed red, sat next to Lin Changli, her hand, which had been wiped, still being held and played with by the other.
Lin Changli sat up straight again, resuming his ascetic and deathly expression.
He glanced at Kong Sang and said, "Miss Nie, we've already broken up. Don't keep staring at me; it's bothering me."
Kong Sang: "..."
If Kong Sang hadn't said he would never mention Lin Changli's shamelessness again, he would have wanted to shout it out and measure its thickness with a tape measure.
This guy is really good at this kind of thing; the inconsistencies between the beginning and end are so great, yet he manages to seamlessly connect them.
Playing her, right? Great job!
Kong Sang remained silent, as if nothing had happened, until the car arrived at its destination and was about to stop.
The beautiful woman beside him leaned closer: "Lin Changli, it seems you still don't know the reason for the breakup. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would feel inferior, but I think it's better to tell you."
"It's too short and thin; I'm very dissatisfied."
Leaving the frozen people behind, Kong Sang laughed heartily as he got off the car, letting out a sigh of relief. "That felt great!"
After the person left, Lin Changli chuckled softly: "It seems I shouldn't have been so soft-hearted and not satisfied every time, Sangsang, you asked for this."
Vehicles naturally cannot drive into the rainforest, so the convoy set up camp not far from the rainforest and equipped it with high-tech signal towers.
According to Julie Pello, even with special signal devices, they are often blocked in the rainforest, where it feels like the natural magnetic field is off, creating a chaotic and distorted feeling.
This reminded Yu Wei and the others of the strange, distorted feeling that lingered beneath the mountain behind Tianhuangzhai, as if some foreign object had intruded into the world.
Kong Sang stood by the car, looking at the rainforest in the distance through binoculars.
The area is vast, with no end in sight. The lush forest lacks any sign of vegetation life, perhaps because the branches grow wildly and look somewhat menacing.
From afar, the rainforest was shrouded in thick mist, making everything appear blurry. Kongsang liked darkness, but disliked this kind of blurry uncertainty.
A convoy drove up. Kong Sang put down his binoculars and raised an eyebrow. Yin Wu had followed.
Seeing the woman in the center of the convoy, looking somewhat dazed and as thin as a skeleton, Kong Sang had a bad feeling.
This is Aunt Nie Xi, who was sent to a mental hospital. Her severed hand has recovered, so...
As the bodyguard respectfully opened the car door, a woman dressed in smart and fitted clothes stepped out. Upon noticing that she wasn't wearing a cheongsam, Kong Sang's expression changed slightly.
"Ah Sang, you don't even call out when you see people anymore?" Lan Yun led Nie Xi closer.
Kong Sang smiled brightly: "Mom, Aunt, what brings you here? I thought only Yin Wu was in R Country."
“Yin Wu has already gone in. There are still some in the Crystal Rain Forest. Your father will naturally not let them go. Your aunt and I are here to take care of our own business. We will not interfere with Yin Wu. Do you want to come with your mother?”
Kong Sang glanced at the people Lan Yun brought, her eyes flickering slightly, and said, "No, because of Xin Ya's matter, Dad and my older brother are both angry with me, so it's better for Mom not to get close to me."
Lan Yun smiled and said, "It's good that you have your own independent thoughts. It's worth raising you for so many years. I thought you were just a pushover, but I didn't expect you to be so independent."
Without any intention of forcing or saying anything unpleasant, he handed Kong Sang a small, warm handbag, patted Kong Sang's head, and then turned and left.
As Lan Yun returned to the group, Nie Xi suddenly turned and glanced at Kong Sang...
Kong Sang felt as if she had been burned by the gaze, and threw the warm thing in her hand into the distance with all her might.
The sound of the explosion made everyone's eyes widen, followed by a chilling sensation.
If Kongsang hadn't reacted quickly, even if the bomb's power was limited, standing so close to Kongsang would have left them either dead or half-dead.
Lan Yun had already gotten into the car and shook her head, saying, "What a pity."
Wei Sheng sneered, snatched a gun from his subordinate, aimed at the convoy in the distance, and fired. His subordinate immediately did the same. Before they even entered the rainforest, the first wave of battle had begun.