Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox Chapter 289: Will You... or Not?

"What the hell..." Zhou Liang pressed both hands against Ningxia Chuan’s chest, "Damn!"

The two of them were of similar height, but Ningxia Chuan was a centiter or two taller than Zhou Liang. It wasn’t imdiately noticeable without a close comparison.

Ningxia Chuan frowned deeply; Zhou Liang thought this man was about to lash out again.

But instead, he just coldly moved Zhou Liang’s hands away.

As they exited the elevator, Zhou Liang muttered under his breath, "That old lady bumped with her butt, damn it... I’m an innocent young man, when have I ever suffered such humiliation!"

Hearing this, Ningxia Chuan, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Zhou Liang, "Neither have I, by a man."

"..." Zhou Liang’s lips moved as if he wanted to say sothing, but he felt this matter was too awkward.

Ningxia Chuan wore a shirt and a trench coat, both in black, with the buttons fastened all the way to the top.

Even the cuffs of his trench coat were tightly buttoned when he ca out of the hospital room.

It seed that as long as he could avoid exposing skin, he would.

His whole deanor was filled with a cold and abstinent aura.

In contrast, Zhou Liang was usually a lively character, only looking mature and serious enough when handling cases to intimidate suspects.

But Ningxia Chuan was cold from head to toe, rarely seen smiling.

Zhou Liang licked his lips, feeling a little intimidated as he looked at him, "Sorry, I didn’t an to."

A simple apology should suffice.

Ningxia Chuan’s eyes were deep, his tone still calm and detached, "If you did it on purpose, then we’d have a problem?"

After saying this, he turned and walked away.

Zhou Liang: "...?"

He followed after him, full of questions.

"Why would I do it on purpose? You’re not a woman."

"Flat as a board, no feel at all."

Ningxia Chuan: "..."

"You... Ow! Why did you kick ?"

Ningxia Chuan: "Shut up, stop yapping."

"When we get back to the station, write a scene investigation report, at least five thousand words."

"... Oh my god!" Zhou Liang exclaid, "Are you asking to write a novel?!"

"Looks like I’ll have to include my imagined scenarios too."

Ningxia Chuan: "Write based on facts."

"... You’re screwing over."

"Six thousand words."

"!!!"

...

A certain shooting range.

Song Nuan followed Gu Nanjiu.

She wore a hoodie and wide-leg pants, her black hair flowing down, and her small, delicate face looking exceptionally refined.

"Teacher Gu, are sports equipnt bought here? Where did the PE teacher go? Why didn’t you bring the PE class rep with you?" Song Nuan asked, staring at the back of Gu Nanjiu’s head.

He was very tall, about 189 cm, wearing casual clothes, striding ahead.

Hearing Song Nuan’s questions, he suddenly stopped, and Song Nuan, having taken small steps, almost had to jog to keep up with Gu Nanjiu.

She nearly bumped into him.

Seeing the girl’s hurried steps, "Sorry, I didn’t think if you could keep up, I walked too fast."

His tone was calm, polite, and gentlemanly.

"The PE teacher took a leave of absence. I ca here to take care of sothing anyway, so I ca over. The teacher brought you along to help record the purchase data."

"The PE class rep’s grades are poor, might not understand the recordings." Gu Nanjiu spoke lightly.

This sounded perfectly reasonable.

Song Nuan believed him.

...

Equipnt room.

Song Nuan recorded all the incoming goods data.

Gu Nanjiu was also beside her, checking the items.

When they finished everything and were about to leave, they found the door was locked.

Gu Nanjiu: "Maybe we were too quiet here. The equipnt room staff thought no one was inside and locked the door."

"Then call them on the phone, ask them to co and help open the door."

Gu Nanjiu nodded, "Okay."

But when he took out his phone, there was no signal.

The equipnt room was very dusty.

Song Nuan couldn’t inhale too much dust and kept coughing.

Gu Nanjiu frowned, gently patting Song Nuan’s shoulder, "Is it uncomfortable?"

"Yeah... cough cough cough..."

Gu Nanjiu found the bottled water he had brought in earlier, then fished out a handkerchief, dampened it, and covered Song Nuan’s nose and mouth with it.

"Thank you." The girl’s voice was soft and tender.

The man was very close, even able to feel that warmth.

Gu Nanjiu inhaled the sweet scent from the girl, his Adam’s apple moved, and his gaze darkened.

"Song Nuan." His voice turned hoarse.

"Hmm?"

"Do you think age matters?"

Song Nuan: "But I don’t know how old you are."

Gu Nanjiu: "33."

"Hmm..." Song Nuan looked up, "Then you’re 10 years older than ."

Covering her nose and mouth, only those almond-shaped eyes could be seen, eyes as clear as a spring and exceptionally bright.

They struck his soul.

These eyes were the purest he had ever seen.

Gu Nanjiu lightly licked his lips.

"Would you... taste sweet?" he asked.

"What?" Song Nuan was puzzled by his words, finding them hard to comprehend.

Gu Nanjiu continued in a hoarse voice, "May I taste it?"

As he spoke, the man leaned closer to Song Nuan.

Song Nuan jumped up suddenly, moving a little away from Gu Nanjiu.

"No."

Seeing the girl’s strong reaction, a dark, mischievous smile appeared on Gu Nanjiu’s lips.

"Song Nuan, if I want, do you think you could escape?"

Song Nuan backed away, eyes wide with fear as she looked at him.

She couldn’t comprehend how the gentle and gentlemanly man a mont ago could turn into this.

"Gu..." Song Nuan’s voice was weak, "What, what happened to you?"

"Nothing." Gu Nanjiu said, "I made it very clear earlier, just wanted a taste."

"No." Song Nuan said, "Can you wait for ?"

"?" Gu Nanjiu laughed, "Can’t wait."

The man suddenly pressed the girl’s shoulders, pinning her against the storage rack.

The damp towel he used was swiftly removed by the man.

"Mmph mmph mmph—" Staggered kisses fell on her lips, his warm breath blowing across her face.

The feeling was both unfamiliar and terrifying.

It frightened Song Nuan so much that tears kept streaming down her face, continuously falling.

Even her sobs were tightly stifled by him.

The numbness and pain on her lips.

Feeling the warm tears, Gu Nanjiu suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the girl before him.

She cried so pitifully, her eyes filled with terror.

She was afraid of him.

Gu Nanjiu stopped moving, and Song Nuan breathed heavily.

"Why are you afraid of ?" Gu Nanjiu’s eyes were dark, "Why is everyone afraid of ? Are you also afraid of ?"

Seeing his unpredictable expression, Song Nuan dared not speak.

This man, really is a pervert.

"Gu, Gu..." Song Nuan’s voice was tinged with tears, "What’s wrong with you..."

"I always thought Gu was very good, but you..." Song Nuan couldn’t even finish her sentence.

Seeing her like this, Gu Nanjiu’s eyes seed to soften slightly.