Through his trousers, his thighs were supple and strong, so hot they almost melted the fabric covering her.
She didn't sit properly at all. If the man didn't hug her, Meng Jiuyi would take the initiative and wrap her arms around his neck like dodder.
Without the skirt to cover her, her two legs were long and slender, one slightly bent and the other straight and hooked back. Her toes, painted with clear nail polish, glittered under the light.
Just one glance at it can make your blood boil.
He looked down at her, his expression unchanged, but the veins on the back of his hand, which was resting on the sofa, were bulging.
The room, which was at a comfortable temperature, was now like a volcanic eruption, with raging flames, but only he was being burned away.
Tan Yuchen raised his eyelids.
But not looking doesn't stop other senses from freely engaging, such as her curves pressed against his chest.
The area that had just been wrapped deep in his palm, supported by the bra, became even more erect, and the snow-white skin disappeared into the deep cleavage of the shadows.
The man still remembers that feeling perfectly.
soft.
Addiction.
He gazed into her eyes, his breath hot and scalding.
"Is this what you mean by 'giving'?"
"Yes, doesn't the Third Young Master want it?"
Like a fairy, she gently poked his Adam's apple with her finger. Without even needing to press hard, the man's Adam's apple involuntarily rolled down.
The temperature was so hot it felt like it was going to melt her.
She's courting death!
His deep black eyes were fixed on her, so intense that not a sliver of light could penetrate them.
It felt as if a wild beast was about to rush out of her body and pounce on her at any moment.
Tear away her last bit of covering.
He bit her neck.
He swallowed her whole.
It was so quiet that Meng Jiuyi could almost hear the chewing sound. Her expression remained unchanged, but the hand on his chest unconsciously stiffened.
Then I heard him say that.
"You can still put your clothes on now."
His hoarse voice did not diminish in the slightest.
"Why pretend to be a virtuous gentleman who can remain unmoved by temptation?"
Meng Jiuyi smiled at him, "You're not going to say something hypocritical again, like 'Miss Meng, you can't seduce me like this,' are you?"
He didn't speak, but let out a very slight humming sound through his nose.
not to mention--"
She glanced down at his black trousers and said meaningfully, "That's not how you say it here."
They were so close together.
Meng Jiuyi looked up and met the man's unfathomable eyes, his pupils so dark they seemed to drip water.
"Isn't this exactly what you wanted?"
"Yes, so let's agree on the price first."
Meng Jiuyi smiled, her breath sweet as orchids, "Young Master is so rich, you probably don't mind spending a few more cents on prostitution, right? I let you kiss me for so long just now, it must have been at least eight minutes, if not ten. I'll give you fifty million!"
She gestured with her fingers, "Starting now, one hundred million every half hour! Do you want me to time it for you?"
She really dares to ask for a price; the number she casually calls out is comparable to a luxurious, top-tier version of a honey trap, enough to land her in jail for life if caught by the police.
Tan Yuchen's expression remained unchanged. Although his voice was already extremely hoarse, he still managed to appear nonchalant as he lifted her chin.
"Willingly?"
Meng Jiuyi repeated his words, "Willingly."
"But it doesn't seem like it to me."
"What do you care what I think? As long as you act convincingly, that's all that matters."
Her face was bright yet resolute. "But I have one condition. Once we leave this room, you and I will have absolutely no connection. I'll go my own way, and you can go yours. I can flirt with whoever I want and like whoever I want. That's my freedom. Either you kill me, or you don't have to meddle in my business!"
Their bodies were still pressed tightly together, and sparks kept flying from the friction.
Like an ice hockey puck suddenly falling, the vibrant heat cools down dramatically.
His dark eyes were fixed on her without blinking.
What if I disagree?
"Then I'll kill you right now!"
The fingers that were stroking his chest suddenly held a razor blade between their fingers, pressing it against his neck—this was something Meng Jiuyi was used to hiding in his clothes for self-defense, and he had naturally put it in his hand after taking off his skirt.
The cold, thin blade pressed directly against his throat, the feeling of his throat being slit was something Tan Yuchen never expected to experience in his lifetime.
Instead of being furious, he laughed, his chest even trembling slightly.
"How do you plan to kill me? Slit my throat?"
Meng Jiuyi understood his ease and confidence.
"You think I'm overestimating myself? If I can't kill you, I'll cripple you and make sure you never can hold your head up again. I'm all alone and have nothing to hold me back. I might as well die with you!"
Suddenly, his hand grabbed his waist and pulled him forcefully. Meng Jiuyi was caught off guard and lunged at him, while the sharp blade accidentally grazed his neck.
Fine beads of blood seeped out instantly.
Meng Jiuyi's pupils widened, and even the hand holding the knife was trembling. If it had gone any deeper, it would have cut his artery.
Murder was a last resort; she didn't want to die with him.
He grasped her trembling hand, his palm completely enveloping her, restoring her to her full strength.
The man's other hand was completely pressed against her waist, his five fingers interlocked, so slender that one hand could encircle her.
Despite their seemingly intimate posture, Tan Yuchen could clearly see the disgust in her eyes.
He said cryptically, "You hate me that much?"
"Yes, it's really annoying."
If you hate him, slap him and then give him a sweet treat.
I also hate the version of myself I once fantasized about.
She readily admitted, "What you said is right, I'm willing to try any man with a bit of money, but I'm not indiscriminate; at least—"
With their lips touching, she smiled at him with captivating charm, "I would never be interested in you."
After he finished speaking, the surroundings fell into complete silence.
Because they were too close, they couldn't see the man's expression clearly, but the surrounding air seemed to freeze instantly.
"Tan Sheng is pure in his feelings and kind in his character. Money is just one of his least noteworthy virtues."
Needless to say, Xu Yanzhi is also impeccably virtuous. His female companions wouldn't line up from here all the way to France. He's learned, humble, and always ready to lend a helping hand to those suffering. Even if a relationship with someone of such high moral character doesn't last, I'd learn so much just from the experience.
Even though they were close by, Meng Jiuyi could feel how terrible his face looked. Undeterred, Meng Jiuyi poked his chest with her finger.
"What are your strengths? I don't pick up kitchen waste. I especially look down on people who have two coins and want to manipulate others, who take their anger out on others when they're in a bad mood, and who think they're so great that they humiliate others."
"I need to be selective too, okay? The Third Young Master has such a rich romantic history, I'm afraid of getting a disease."
She murmured, mimicking the tone he had used to humiliate her.
"Isn't it disgusting? You must have made countless trips to the STD clinic to get treatment for genital warts, syphilis, and HIV, right? How about I try to raise funds online to build a hospital for the Third Young Master?"
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