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Chapter 33 Unable to Bring It On
Chapter 33
Everyone present couldn't help but gasp, their eyes fixed on his every move. Fang Qi, however, leaned against the table, calmly holding his wine glass as if watching a show, as if the one being pointed at with a gun wasn't his "baby."
The change happened so fast that Wen Yining stared at Li Changjing in astonishment, completely unable to react.
Li Changjing didn't give anyone time to react. In an instant, he shifted his wrist and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Smack!"
The bullet grazed Angela's hair and lodged in the wooden stick behind her.
Even legally regulated game guns, even without mortal danger, are still incredibly lethal. The bullet embedded itself in the wood, and the people who witnessed it felt a chill run down their spines. They couldn't even imagine what would happen if that gun hit a human being made of flesh and blood.
Two full seconds passed after the gunshot rang out before anyone could react.
Angela's legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground in fear. Her face paled, and her once beautiful, glossy curls suddenly became a chaotic mess.
Wen Yining looked away from the marks on the wood behind her, turned her head, and looked at Li Changjing with a pale face.
This was the first time she had witnessed such a ruthless side of him. She was both shocked and stunned. What if she made even the slightest mistake...?
Although she didn't know what was going on, she knew that Li Changjing wasn't an unreasonable and petty playboy. He wouldn't treat people like this for no reason. It seemed like Angela had offended him.
Wen Yining looked down at Angela on the ground. The beautiful woman had long lost her alluring gaze. Even her heavy makeup couldn't hide her fear. Her arms were trembling, and she hadn't been able to stand up for so long.
Wen Yining was about to help her up out of pity, but before she could move, she suddenly heard another sound. Angela, who had been looking relieved, instantly changed her expression.
Just when everyone thought it was over, Li Changjing suddenly raised his arm again, casually pointing the gun at Angela once more, this time aiming for her neck.
The tension that everyone had just felt was suddenly gripped again. If they hadn't had time to react before, now they were being tortured right before their eyes.
The person being pointed at was filled with dread, wondering whether this next shot would be just a bluff, like before, or if it would actually hit them...
"Li Changjing!"
Wen Yining stared at the dark muzzle of the gun and almost forced a shout of dissuasion, afraid that if she raised her voice, he might accidentally pull the trigger.
Fang Qi showed no intention of stopping him, and didn't react at all to his good friend and girlfriend arguing. He tilted his head back and finished his drink, even watching Li Changjing's attitude with interest.
"Smack!"
The bullet grazed Angela's neck again, but didn't hit her. Instead, it bounced off the concrete and made two crisp sounds.
After firing the shot, Li Changjing casually tossed the gun onto the table with a "thud!" Then he suddenly smiled, a refined and handsome smile, "Just kidding."
Firing two shots to scare people and then saying "just kidding" after doing such a thing would sound like a vicious threat if it came from someone else, but it didn't when Li Changjing said it. His smile was gentle and his tone was natural and casual, as if he really had made a "small" joke.
Angela, who had been a seasoned party animal for years, finally couldn't hold back her tears after experiencing a series of shocks.
Li Changjing looked at Wen Yining nonchalantly and reached out his hand to her again, "Come here."
His expression and eyes seemed calm, but when Wen Yining looked into the depths of his eyes, she couldn't help but tremble. This time, she didn't object at all and immediately walked over to Li Changjing, taking his hand.
Li Changjing seemed oblivious to the stares of the crowd and didn't care.
He held her hand the whole time, from the shooting range to the car, all the way to the entrance of the resort hotel, and all the way to their hotel room.
Wen Yining tried to speak several times on the way, but when her gaze fell on his profile, she didn't know what to say and could only remain silent.
Once inside the hotel room, Li Changjing released her hand without a word, walked ahead of her into the bathroom, leaving her with only his back to him.
Wen Yining followed him and stood helplessly at the door watching Li Changjing stand in front of the sink, calmly washing and drying his hands with his eyes downcast. After completing all this in a calm and orderly manner, he came out of the bathroom, walked past her as if she didn't exist, threw his phone aside, sat on the sofa, picked up a book from the shelf next to him, and opened it without saying a word to her.
But even a fool could tell he was in a bad mood.
She wanted to say something, but didn't know where to begin or why.
She looked at Li Changjing, but he acted as if he didn't see her at all, not even glancing at her.
My heart ached.
Wen Yining suppressed her sadness, turned around and washed her hands, then sat on the sofa far away from him, took out her phone and quietly kept quiet.
It was quiet for a while.
Li Changjing paused, looked up from his book, and stared at Wen Yining.
He waited for a long time, from the car until now, but Wen Yining never came to coax him.
He is surrounded by shrewd people who can understand his meaning with just a glance, an expression, or at most a hint.
But Li Changjing didn't expect that even though he had made it so obvious, she still didn't know to coax him.
He stared at her for a while, and Wen Yining noticed. She turned her head and finally saw that something was wrong with him. "What's wrong?"
Li Changjing had not yet spoken.
Wen Yining has already stood up.
Li Changjing looked up at her.
Wen Yining said softly, "When I'm in a bad mood, I just want to be alone for a while. Why don't you have some peace and quiet? I'll go downstairs first."
Li Changjing listened to her self-righteously thoughtful words and laughed in exasperation, suddenly realizing that he had acted like a fool.
He threw the book on the table and waved to her without saying a word.
"What's wrong?"
As Wen Yining walked over, her waist suddenly tightened, and she uncontrollably fell onto his lap. Before she could react, her waist was tightly embraced, and she spun around again. She was now sitting on the same stool that Li Changjing had just been sitting on. In front of her, Li Changjing had his hands on the back of the chair and was leaning over her, his arms wrapped around her.
His face was inches away, his nose almost touching hers, his handsome eyes fixed on her, his gaze unfathomable.
Wen Yining looked at his face, and before she could react, she felt her legs being separated by a strong and irresistible force. She opened her eyes wide and subconsciously looked down.
Li Changjing used his knee to separate her legs, slowly and firmly pushing forward. Then, with a tight press between her thighs, Li Changjing pressed his knee firmly against her thighs.
Wen Yining was stunned. Just as she was about to speak, her mouth was covered and she could only make muffled sounds. She was ashamed, anxious and scared, and tried to push against his chest, but Li Changjing held her hands down.
Immediately, as if as punishment, Wen Yining felt Li Changjing pressing his knee against her, gently or forcefully grinding against the center of her thigh.
A shiver and a surge of heat rushed to his lower abdomen, and his limbs and waist seemed to begin to weaken, making it difficult to push his arm.
This unfamiliar feeling made Wen Yining feel both ashamed and angry, and she almost cried. Her breathing became rapid, and her chest heaved violently.
Suddenly, her waist tightened again, and she felt dizzy once more. He picked Wen Yining up, and this time Li Changjing sat down while Wen Yining sat on top, being held by him and sitting on his waist.
She leaned forward against him, and Li Changjing pressed her hands down behind her waist and one hand down her shoulder. Her upper body pressed tightly against him, out of control.
Wen Yining tried to struggle, but her body went limp uncontrollably. Li Changjing noticed her softening attitude and slowed down his tongue movements, becoming gentle and lingering, but even more tantalizing. Wen Yining felt her lower abdomen getting hotter.
She instinctively tried to get off him, but as soon as she moved, she suddenly felt a distinct heat and hardness.
Wen Yining had excellent grades and did very well in junior high school biology. She was stunned for a moment, but then she realized what it was based on the scene in front of her. Her mind went blank, and all her movements froze. She stared at him with wide eyes.
Li Changjing stared at Wen Yining in front of him. Her bright and clear eyes, now staring at him, clearly showed confusion and a hint of fear.
His desire paused, and he inexplicably found himself unable to bring himself to do it.
It's too small.
She's only 18.
She's still a young girl...
Realizing that the force restraining her had eased, Wen Yining instinctively tried to scramble off him. But as soon as she moved, Li Changjing beneath her suddenly groaned, pressing down on her waist with his hand, his voice low and hoarse: "Don't move!"
Wen Yining froze immediately, her whole body like a cooked tomato, clinging to him without daring to move.
The feeling of being pressed against her was still there, and she was afraid.
Li Changjing didn't move, nor did he allow her to get down. He coldly didn't support her, so Wen Yining could only sit tremblingly on his lap, gently grabbing Li Changjing's clothes with both hands to maintain her balance and to keep her upper body away from him.
The room was quiet, but Wen Yining's body and mind were in a state of chaos. Feeling the burning gaze on her face, she subconsciously looked up in a panic.
Li Changjing rested one hand on the back of the chair, a cigarette between his fingers, tilted his head and leaned back in the chair, staring at her through the smoke.
His posture was nonchalant and aloof, but his eyes betrayed a different story.
His eyes were dark and unfathomable, staring straight at her as if he wanted to devour her.
The undisguised and intense sense of aggression made Wen Yining's breath catch in her throat, her heart tremble, and she felt both afraid and hot. She panicked under his gaze, immediately lowering her eyes and keeping her head down, completely unable to meet his eyes.
Feeling the gaze above her and the lingering heat on her legs, Wen Yining closed her eyes...
She dared not look at him, and was even afraid to let him look at her. Every inch of her skin that he looked at made her heart tremble. She lowered her head and lowered her face, tentatively and gently resting her forehead against his collarbone, burying her face in his chest to block his view.
Fortunately, Li Changjing did not object to this intimate gesture.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but the hardness and heat she felt showed no signs of abating, and Li Changjing beneath her stirred slightly.
Li Changjing stubbed out his cigarette on the table, picked her up, and stood up.
Suddenly suspended in mid-air, as if about to fall to the ground, Wen Yining instinctively wrapped her arms around Li Changjing's neck and tightened her legs around his waist.
Li Changjing picked up Wen Yining and put her on the table, pinched her earlobe, and said in a still hoarse voice, "Don't let me see you being hugged by anyone again next time."
After saying that, he let go of her and turned to go into the bathroom.
Why did he suddenly go to take a shower?
In an instant, she realized what was happening, her expression frozen, and she used the table as leverage to get down to the ground and run outside.
Running into the deserted corridor, she suddenly recalled his words and belatedly realized that Li Changjing was jealous.