Chapter 160 Thank you for your electric shock, unlock new gameplay
The reserved little angel was once again defeated by the indulgent little devil.
Gu Nan turned sideways to kiss him, and one hand involuntarily reached into the quilt.
Qi Yan looked at her mistily, her soft moans concealing shyness, like the purring of a kitten being petted comfortably.
He wanted to struggle several times, and held Gu Nan's hands so tightly that they trembled, but as soon as Gu Nan stopped him, he would lie down again obediently, his pink fingertips grabbing the quilt, his eyes fixed on her with sticky eyes, entangled with one tangled silk thread after another for her.
Qi Yan is very sensitive and any touch can make him tremble.
Gu Nan had no intention of doing manual labor for him at first, but when the feelings reached a certain point, it became almost an effortless thing.
A flash of white light passed by.
Everything returned to calm.
Qi Yan's eyes were blurry. She grabbed Gu Nan's clothes and curled up in her arms.
Tears and sweat streamed down his face, and a satisfied, melting gasp escaped from his slightly parted lips.
Her face was flushed brightly, and all her forced pride was shattered at this moment.
Gu Nan kissed away the tears on his cheeks. The gentle kiss was soft and tender, slowly soothing his broken heart.
The empty eyes refocused, Qi Yan suddenly sobbed, tears falling, and hugged Gu Nan tightly.
In the dark night, the bodies were entangled, the desire was briefly filled, but the heart became desolate.
In this twisted, jungle-like world, he is despicable, insignificant, and muddle-headed, like a sinking island in the ocean. He is knocked down by the waves and sinks, then rises up by holding up his own head.
He was very tired and sad. He had nothing and didn't know when he would be drowned by the salty sea water.
But suddenly one day, he felt a trace of warmth in this bleak world.
He lusted after her, wanting more from her.
The brown bear's tail left its original position and was pushed high into the air by a pair of red and swollen hands. Qi Yan crawled into the quilt and placed a kiss on the tail's new home.
Gu Nan exclaimed and wanted to stop him, but the wound on her hand restricted her movements.
Everything became a little out of control.
She keenly noticed that Qi Yan was a little crazy tonight, and his sudden domineering attitude made her at a loss as to how to refuse.
With half-hearted effort, things will come to fruition naturally.
Qi Yan got out of bed and went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth and change his clothes. Gu Nan came back to his senses on the bed, barely breathing.
Her cheeks were rosy, her lips were bright, her pajamas sleeves were rolled up at her elbows, and her two snow-white arms were draped over the fluffy quilt, appearing a warm and delicate jade color under the dim light.
His eyes were slightly narrowed, absent-minded, yet filled with a sense of languor and laziness of satisfaction.
When Qi Yan came back and saw Gu Nan like this, he couldn't help but lean over and kiss her on the lips again and again.
Gu Nan touched his head, and Qi Yan rubbed against her vigorously, like a clingy kitten, with a coquettish and pleasing air all over his body.
Gu Nan looked charming, like a budding flower in early spring.
She didn't expect it.
I really didn't expect it.
But should I say that he is worthy of being a top student at National Tsing Hua University and learns everything very quickly?
"It's so cool." Gu Nan was in high spirits.
The system's face turned pale: "..."
I know, I know. What’s so great about it? What’s so great about it?
Gu Nan repeated, "Did you hear me, System? I said, it's awesome."
Upon his success, Gu Nan couldn't help but start a thank you speech, "Thank you system, thank you for the electric shock, which allowed me to unlock a new way to play."
"I declare that from today on, Qi Yan is yyds!"
Gu Nan cheered in his heart, male yyds!
The system really wanted to remind her to be careful, but after hesitating for a moment, it swallowed those spoiling words.
It's not easy for her either.
Gu Nan fell asleep with a smile on his face. His sleep quality was particularly good after being tired. He fell into a deep sleep as soon as he closed his eyes, without even a dream.
Qi Yan lay on his side beside her, one arm around her waist, his head tilted against her cheek, and fell asleep in a cuddling position.
He dreamed of Charles.
I also dreamed of the middle-aged man sitting next to Charles. His name was Wilson, and he was a well-dressed gentleman.
He was gentle and elegant, with a clean and fragrant handkerchief in the pocket of his suit, and his black leather shoes were always shiny and spotless. Everyone praised him as a gentleman, but Qi Yan had seen his ugly appearance.
The blood spurting from the neck soaked through the snow-white shirt. The patterns on the cufflinks and rings were soaked with blood, appearing distorted like a dark magic circle.
He knelt in front of Qi Yan, his eyes filled with shock, his muscles twitching, and he covered the wound on his throat with both hands, trying to delay his death.
But it was of no avail and he died of suffocation due to excessive blood loss.
The tall and strong body fell on the cold floor of the tea room. Not far away from him lay Charles, who had died in the same miserable state.
He died with his eyes open, his emerald blue eyes fixed on Qi Yan, as if he was unwilling to be stabbed in the throat by an unarmed, purely human rookie inspector.
The sound of boiling water gurgling was heard in the silent tea room. The coffee in the coffee machine was ready. Qi Yan walked over and found a cup to pour the coffee out.
The aroma was rich and mellow, but too bitter, and he didn't like the taste.
So he poured the cup of brewed coffee to Wilson.
Wilson liked it. He drank coffee from a cup all day long, and the office smelled like bad coffee.
Charles liked to play with cups, and Qi Yan didn't show any favoritism. He let Wells finish his coffee and then put the cup in Charles' hand.
Then he washed his hands, left the tea room, and walked onto the rooftop of the Audit Department building, experiencing the feeling of jumping and flying with his pure human body.
He smelled the scent of the wind, saw the shape of freedom, and saw the dense swarms of little ants walking under the tall buildings.
Then fell into the endless darkness.
He killed them once in the game.
Killed them again in the dream.
But when he stood on the rooftop again and was about to jump down, a hand suddenly grabbed his falling body.
Qi Yan struggled, opened his eyes, and saw the thick, impenetrable darkness outside the window.
Winter nights are always so dark and cold. One never knows when the crumbling slums will be swallowed up by this ruthless beast.
The dim glass night light diligently dispels the darkness for its owner. In the cold embrace, a person is intimately held. She sleeps soundly without any precautions, revealing her thin, white and fragile neck, unaware that a crazy murderer is sleeping next to her.
Qi Yan looked at her, his lonely gaze sweeping across her face inch by inch, finally stopping at the corner of her smiling mouth.
She seemed to be having a sweet dream, her lips were rosy and her small hands were tightly grasping his wrist on her waist.
She brought him out of the abyss again.
Qi Yan hugged her tightly, greedily drawing warmth from her body.
The heart that was frozen and broken by the winter seemed to have come back to life, and the scars were smoothed out by the warm and soft hands of the body. It was not as good as before, but fortunately it was no longer so ugly.
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