Chapter 203
The man's appearance and tone were quite probing. He gently buried his face in Ying Ning's neck, his phoenix eyes lightly tracing her neck as he inhaled her scent.
In her own palm, the bluish veins of her slender neck pulsated with boundless vitality.
Duan Shen's palm slowly slid down, one large hand tentatively pinching the back of Ying Ning's neck, then he leaned forward and kissed down her nose, carefully asking:
"Ningning, I want to start over."
"Let go."
The bony back of his hand slammed into the cold metal door, but Duan Shen did not loosen his grip on Ying Ning's neck in the slightest. Instead, he pressed himself against her face, staring intently into those mesmerizing fox eyes.
The atmosphere in the darkness was lingering, as if lovers existed there.
"Duan Shen, are you crazy?" The way the other person avoided his intimate actions and stepped back against the metal door was infuriating.
"You Yingning".
He raised his hand and let her hair fall down, the soft strands slowly wrapping around his fingertips. His thin lips moved, and he revealed the truth:
You said I don't like you.
"Actually, you don't like me anymore, right? What were you thinking when we first met?"
Several strands of hair coiled around her like a snake, exuding a faint aura of danger. The man lowered his head, one hand toying with Ying Ning's dark hair, while the other hand remained firmly holding her neck.
You shouldn't be like this.
He chuckled softly: "Even..."
"You are more like yourself now."
Duan Shen narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, as if he were looking at another person through Ying Ning's skin.
A moment later, a flawless white arm emerged from the darkness, a snow-white wrist landing on Duan Shen's shoulder, and then slowly climbing up his neck.
Yingning used the same approach to directly exploit her opponent's weakness.
"Ugh." Duan Shen let out a sob.
The girl's hands were slender yet incredibly powerful, and her upturned eyes held a cold glint, giving Duan Shen the fleeting illusion of falling into a trap.
"Duan Shen, you are very impolite."
Although she spoke softly, there was an undeniable impatience in her voice. This unusual behavior made Duan Shen look up and scrutinize her, before she continued speaking:
"You are indifferent, self-righteous, and even treat others this way."
"Does she deserve to be liked?" Ying Ning smiled slightly, her delicate lips hidden in the night revealing their beauty to others.
Duan Shen seemed to only realize what she meant after hearing her words, and then belatedly released his large hand. He straightened up but did not step back. Behind him was a small wooden cabinet, and his tall and slender figure even blocked some of the moonlight.
He raised his hand and grasped that soft, fair wrist in his palm, without directly answering Yingning's question:
"It's definitely not worth it."
"But Ningning, you should belong to me."
"You were the one who provoked me first."
"So, no matter what, I won't break up." Taking advantage of the thick darkness, Duan Shen seized the girl's moment of inattention, grabbed her wrist and leaned down, somewhat brutally taking that delicate petal into his tongue.
His kiss wasn't naive; rather, it was an instinctive act that seized everything.
The moment the predator touched the delicate flower bud, Duan Shen's eyes suddenly turned crimson, and he gradually changed from licking to biting, which was more painful.
Leaving no room for compromise, they greedily cling to the beauty of savoring something only once.
Perhaps feeling uncomfortable in his current position, Duan Shen simply stretched out his large hand, lifted Ying Ning up by the waist, and pressed her back tightly against the metal door, while his long legs pressed freely between her legs.
Only when the man's taste buds detected a faint metallic taste of blood, and Duan Shen felt the pain on the sensitive spot on his tongue, did he finally leave that crimson stain, panting heavily.
She bit it and it broke.
but...
Duan Shen noticed the scar on her lips and felt a surge of joy. But just as he was enjoying a sense of satisfaction he had never experienced before, he suddenly felt a dizzying sensation as the world spun around him.
He felt a force of gravity, and slender legs straddled his waist without him sitting down.
Lying on the floor, Duan Shen slowly looked up from Ying Ning's waist, admiring her delicate and fragile shoulder blades and her thick, dark hair, every part of her was stunningly beautiful.
Even the blurred vision after she took off her glasses added to her mystique.
Then, he saw Ying Ning prop up her right arm, lean close to him, and her warm breath brushed against his ear, causing the latter to subconsciously want to shrink back.
But then her breath suddenly enveloped him, and she whispered a sentence:
"Duan Shen."
"Things aren't always as you imagine them to be." She rejected herself.
"But what if I insist on doing it this way?"
The proud son of heaven was unwilling to accept Ying Ning's words at this moment. Instead, he arrogantly raised his face, his thin lips curving up as he examined the alluring beauty on his body.
Ying Ning gently flipped her wrist, instead taking Duan Shen's wrist in her hand, and slightly rose to gaze at his pair of bright, abyss-like phoenix eyes.
At the tail end of the phoenix, lust had already begun to surface, but unfortunately, some people still thought they had everything under control.
"If you insist..."
"Then let's give it a try." She grabbed his other wrist and whispered sweet nothings into his earlobe.
He gradually felt weight on his side, and even the girl's soft breath landed on his lips. Instead of the sensitive spot on his earlobe, a slender, soft fingertip kneaded Duan Shen.
As her breathing grew closer, Duan Shen subconsciously closed his eyes, but he did not receive the delicate and soft touch he was expecting.
He felt a tightening on his wrist, as if he were being completely imprisoned by a pair of large hands.
The weight on Duan Shen's waist slowly lifted, and he suddenly opened his eyes, only to find Ying Ning standing in front of him, looking down at him, while his wrists were bound together by something.
"Sorry, this is a homemade anti-wolf device." The girl shook her index finger, and a transparent cable swirls on her beautiful fingertip.
Duan Shen struggled twice, only to find his wrists firmly bound by the straps. His voice was hoarse as he stared at Ying Ning:
"Ningning... what's wrong with you...?"
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