Chapter 106 Seducing Her
"Qianqian?" He looked at her in surprise, his pupils as sweet as honey.
The snow-white towel was half hanging on his broad, straight shoulders. A few tiny, crystal clear water drops that had not been wiped clean flowed slowly from his plump honey-colored chest and clearly defined abdominal muscles to his tight and flexible mermaid line below, and then all the way down to the thin bath towel loosely tied around his hips.
The beautiful muscles all over his body rose and fell with his breathing, and she could even see the brown pores at the bottom of the mermaid line that had been carefully cleaned with hair.
The man in front of me took off the layer of cloth that bound him, and he was as sweet and tempting as a large piece of milk chocolate.
"Sorry," the girl took a quick step back at the overly beautiful scene before her. Her eyelashes fluttered, and even the tips of her ears tinged with a vibrant red. "I didn't mean to barge in. A-Lan's sentry said he was injured, and I got a little worried."
"Yeah." The man seemed to stand there a little shyly, then showed a gentle smile that Qianzhi was familiar with, "Qianqian cares about me so much, I'm so happy."
"So if Alan is okay, then I will go first..."
Qianzhi pressed her little paws against the door behind her, trying to extricate herself from the somewhat hot and helpless situation, and then she heard Bo Lan say softly.
"I feel unwell."
His forearm, with its bulging pale blue veins, gently stroked the scarf wrapped around his hip.
But instead of wrapping it tightly, she just lifted it up symbolically, which allowed more of the smooth mermaid line to be revealed.
He took a step toward Qianzhi, and his smooth and beautiful calf muscles paused.
A pair of wolf ears suddenly sprouted from his hair, and even his pupils became wet like a dog's.
He stroked his chest, and his firm and full chest muscles bounced twice with the movement of his hands.
"I've been feeling uncomfortable here in my heart since I woke up," he lowered his voice, using his body and demeanor to softly seduce the girl in front of him who was already swallowing her saliva. "Qianqian, can you help me take a look?"
It smells so, so good.
Perhaps she had consumed some of her mental energy inside the "door", so the scent emitted by the man in front of her made Qianzhi difficult to resist.
It's sweet, smooth, and has a strong milky flavor.
She walked towards Bo Lan step by step, like a little kitten attracted by the sweet milk.
Slender white fingers replaced her vines and covered his chest.
The skin is still warm after bathing, and mixed with the water droplets, it has a charming temperature.
The skin under the fingertips had tiny scars and was a light pink color, different from the surrounding honey-colored skin, and felt softer and smoother to the touch.
"Hmm" The skin under her fingers trembled with her touch.
"Does it hurt?" Qianzhi frowned. The vines came up, but were caught by Bo Lan's hands and wrapped around his wrists and arms.
His intention couldn't be just the vines.
"Not bad," his pupils dilated with pleasure, and he placed his hand over hers, holding her against his chest.
"Do you want to bite? Here." He let Qianzhi's fingers press down.
Beneath the firm and somewhat hard touch lies the sound of a vigorous heartbeat.
“?” Qianzhi frowned.
Although she enjoys the taste of the vine, she is not yet in the habit of eating human flesh.
"I saw thousands of tooth marks on Marshal Gwen's chest last time." The man pursed his lips, his wolf ears drooping in frustration, like a wronged wolf cub. "Is it because I don't taste good?"
"No, A-Lan tastes very good. I lost a lot of mental strength that time, so I lost my composure in front of Ian." The girl didn't understand the man's hints and temptations. She widened her almond-shaped eyes and explained to him seriously.
The firm honey-colored chest muscles, and the beautiful light brown color on them, swayed in front of her, and she quickly looked away.
Bo Lan's wolf tail gently swept across his calf again.
The wolf's tail was not as soft and could not wrap around like a leopard's, but its hard bones possessively minimized the distance between her and him.
Bo Lan stared at Qianzhi's watery red lips, imagining her lips being pressed into a soft arc by his chest muscles, leaving a circle of marks on his body.
No, it’s better to have a lot, so much that even the highest collar can’t cover it.
So much so that his eyes no longer turn red from jealousy of others.
He subconsciously tightened his grip on the hair tie around his throat.
That was the collar Qianzhi gave him.
Qianzhi raised her eyes and looked upwards along Bo Lan's slender fingers.
He saw that her hair tie was almost tightly tied around his neck.
The red rope was completely soaked in water and stretched across his Adam's apple, leaving thin red marks on his skin.
Is it a bit too tight?
Qianzhi thought, stretching his arms upwards to unbutton the rope tied at the back of his neck.
But Bo Lan grabbed his arm.
The tip of his nose dug into her fluffy hair and neck, and he breathed quickly and deeply like a drug addict who had lost his mind.
"It's really too tight, Alan." Hearing the man's rapid breathing, she touched the back of his neck and was pulled by him again, their fingers tightly intertwined.
"Not at all." At close range, Qianzhi saw his pupils, which were dilated very widely, and the remaining brown irises stirred up a wet, sticky, and sickly vortex.
"I also hope Qianqian's hair tie can be a little tighter."
It made him feel that he was closely connected to her, as if she was holding the rope that held him, allowing him to sense her movements.
He wanted to be her dog.
Qianzhi slowly loosened her fingers that were hooked around Bo Lan's neck hair tie.
Because of her actions, the rope had been deeply embedded in his flesh, but the man seemed unaware, and even a sickly blush appeared on his handsome face.
Even the heat against her chest was rising.
After not seeing her Alan for a few days, it seemed that he had become even worse.
"But this will make you uncomfortable," Qianzhi insisted, "If Lan insists, I will make a new one for you."
"Okay." The man laughed dreamily.
It would be better if it was thicker and had Qianzhi's name engraved on it, so that everyone would know that he belonged to her.
The sound of chaotic footsteps suddenly came from far away in the corridor.
Someone was rushing towards them at an extremely fast speed.
Qianzhi wanted to turn her head to check, but was held tightly by Bo Lan's fingers.
There was an impatient and perfunctory knock on the door.
The person outside seemed to have lost patience and opened the door and rushed in.
"Qianqian, I heard from other sentries that you were here--" The clear and melodious voice, which pretended to be cheerful, stopped abruptly when the person saw the scene inside the door.
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