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Looking at Mu Ning's supple little curves, Qin Qi took a deep breath, nearly losing control of himself as the urge to reach out and play with them surged through his mind.
But after thinking it through, he decided to hold himself back.
He understood that Mu Ning still harbored so level of guardedness towards him, and her inner convictions were also restraining his progress in conquering her.
To win her over, he needed to gradually shake her beliefs and chip away at her resistance.
Now wasn't the ti to act impulsively.
That said, it didn't an he couldn't test the waters!
He intended to see when Mu Ning's heavily fortified door would begin to crack open, even just a sliver.
With this in mind, Qin Qi stopped holding back and suddenly called out, "Aunt Mu, I—I'm going to co out!"
As he was about to release, he shifted his position slightly, aligning himself directly towards Mu Ning.
In an instant, without giving Mu Ning any ti to react, Qin Qi had already completely let go.
Perhaps it was a matter of the angle.
Or perhaps it was the sheer force of Qin Qi's release.
For a mont, Mu Ning's delicate body trembled, frozen in place.
It was only a while later that Qin Qi noticed his substance had spattered onto Mu Ning's tender face. The thick liquid sared down her cheeks, highlighting her enchanting aura and amplifying her allure.
Mu Ning remained utterly stunned.
She hadn't expected Qin Qi's release to cover such a distance.
Although the sll was sowhat unpleasant, she didn't mind it; on the contrary, the virile essence on her skin made her heartbeat quicken and brought a flush to her cheeks.
It had been years since she had been touched by a man.
Now, this burst of male energy stirred a long-repressed fire within her, dragging her deeply subrged desires into the light.
A thought sprang to life inside her mind.
"More. I want more!"
Qin Qi noticed Mu Ning's dazed expression and realized his objective had been achieved.
He tried speaking, "Aunt Mu, I—I'm sorry. I didn't an to. Should I help wipe it off for you?"
Mu Ning snapped back to reality at that mont.
Her gaze burned fiercely, as though it could set him ablaze, and she stared intently at what she still held firmly in her hand.
She wanted it—desperately wanted it.
But in the end, rationality triumphed over her impulsive urges. She drew a shaky breath, her delicate body trembling, and fled the scene as if trying to escape her desires.
Watching Mu Ning's panicked retreat, Qin Qi gradually let a smile curve across his lips.
Because he knew that the steadfast door guarding Mu Ning's heart had been blasted open just slightly by his actions.
"Next ti, maybe the progress bar will move up another notch." Qin Qi smirked.
After tidying himself up a bit, he left the room.
Mu Ning was still in the washroom, and after calling out to her from outside, Qin Qi bid farewell to Mu Xianxian before leaving.
Mu Ning, anwhile, leaned against the washroom wall, her heart pounding wildly, still unable to calm herself.
Qin Qi was in such a rush to leave because Ling Feixue had already texted him, letting him know she'd be ho.
It had been several days since he'd last seen her; naturally, his heart was aching with longing.
Soon, he returned to the apartnt.
At this mont, Ling Feixue was sitting on the sofa, chatting, with Yan Qingyu holding each other's hands.
When they saw Qin Qi return, their initially cheerful expressions shifted into different, more distinct emotions.
"Qin Qi, you're finally back. I've missed you so much!" Ignoring Yan Qingyu's presence, Ling Feixue rushed forward and wrapped her arms around Qin Qi's waist.
Yan Qingyu's expression flickered faintly with a trace of sadness.
In the end, Qin Qi and Ling Feixue were the real pair. Their ages were closer, and as for herself, whether in age or other aspects, it seed she was more like an intruder.
With these thoughts in mind, Yan Qingyu forced a smile, "Well, you two catch up first. I'm feeling a bit tired, so I'll head back to my room."
She left swiftly, not wanting to linger like an unwanted light bulb.
Qin Qi watched Yan Qingyu retreat and smirked faintly.
He, of course, understood what was on her mind, but outwardly he kept things casual and turned his attention to Ling Feixue. "How was the second round of the competition today?"
"Hmph, honestly this round of preliminary selections wasn't that challenging for to handle." Ling Feixue stretched lazily. "It's just that Gu Xiaoyou was targeting before."
"Now that the troublemaker's out of the way, what's left are just small fry, not worth worrying about."
Only then did Qin Qi breathe a sigh of relief.
But at this mont, Ling Feixue's questions started coming one after another. "Hey, Qin Qi, during the ti I was recovering from my injuries, did you manage to settle things with Sister Qingyu?"
Qin Qi chuckled, "Didn't you ask her directly?"
Ling Feixue crossed her arms, "She's so evasive and won't say anything, how would I know!"
Qin Qi grinned widely, "Then why don't you guess?"
Ling Feixue wasn't naive. Seeing the sly expression on Qin Qi's face, her smile quickly shifted to sothing more suggestive.
She smiled warmly, "Seems like you've got it all sorted out, huh? If that's the case, then why is Sister Qingyu acting all awkward and rushing off to her room?"
"It's simple. In her mind, she sees herself as the third party. Now that you, the real partner, have returned, how could she dare ss with your affairs?" Qin Qi said with a leisurely tone.
Ling Feixue finally got it.
She responded half laughing, half exasperated, "True enough, Sister Qingyu doesn't even know what kind of relationship you and I have!"
"What kind of relationship do we have?" Qin Qi asked with a teasing smirk.
Ling Feixue's eyes glimred with mischief, sultry as she replied, "I'm your little bitch, aren't I? So, my dear master, your little bitch wants you now—what are you going to do about it?"
Saying this, Ling Feixue's hands began to wander boldly.
Qin Qi responded with equal provocation, "Well then, let's see how well this little bitch performs for her master."
Ling Feixue was already adept at this.
Soon enough, she drew the object out.
Then, with her head lowered, her movents flowed seamlessly.
Qin Qi closed his eyes in sheer enjoynt.
Under Ling Feixue's ministrations, the object gradually matured.
Ling Feixue gazed up from below, her intense look piercing as she uttered, "Master, I've been serving you so well—shouldn't you be giving sothing to now too?"
Qin Qi clicked his tongue, "Then why aren't you heading into the bedroom yet?"
"Mmm~"
Ling Feixue let out a coquettish whine, "I want to do it here in the living room!"
Qin Qi's lips twitched, "Aren't you worried Sister Qingyu will hear you?"
Ling Feixue didn't respond, instead letting out two mischievous chuckles that made her intentions obvious. The truth was, she *wanted* Yan Qingyu to hear.
She didn't waste any more ti, lifting her skirt as her delicate pink panties slid down inch by inch.
Afterward, she leaned against the nearby wall, posing seductively with her hips raised invitingly.
She then muttered, "Master, I want it!"
Having held back all night at Mu Ning's, Qin Qi's restraint reached its limit.
Damn it, this little vixen had clearly been holding back for quite so ti too.
The alluring sight under her skirt revealed everything, and even from afar, the glistening moisture was unmistakable!
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