Chapter 216
To be honest, Yi Ning’s proposal was temptingly sweet for Lu Zheng—so much so that he even started suspecting it might be so kind of trap.
But with just a little bit of thought, he could easily understand Yi Ning’s mindset.
She was simply feeling a bit unwilling to admit defeat, yet didn’t dare to outright provoke him directly. So she had no choice but to trick herself with a more roundabout thod, pretending she had “won.”
Lu Zheng curled the corner of his mouth, feeling tempted, but didn’t make a move.
He was a bit worried.
Not about Yi Ning—but about himself.
Ever since he’d released all his restraints and indulged freely in his desires earlier, the pleasure he tasted… wasn’t it eerily similar to the satisfaction Yi Ning got when she held the upper hand?
Once you sink into the mire of depravity, it’s hard to climb back out.
What’s more, Lu Zheng was a teenager—young and brimming with energy.
This kind of temptation, where there was no risk and no pressure, was all the more addictive.
In fact, Lu Zheng had already snapped out of that indulgent state as early as when Yi Ning entered the changing room.
But so what?
He had still stayed imrsed in the joy of teasing Yi Ning, unable to let go, even going so far as to keep exploiting that mont to go further, to get more “benefits” from her.
All just to satisfy that little bit of petty desire inside him.
His bottom line had been permanently lowered.
Even the moral discipline that once kept him composed was shattered by Yi Ning’s seductive deanor.
Lu Zheng was even starting to wonder—if he really did go lie in bed with Yi Ning, would he be able to hold his ground?
So when faced with Yi Ning’s invitation, Lu Zheng simply tucked himself back into his own blanket, stuck out a hand, and waved lazily at her.
“If you’d said that before I got back under the covers, I definitely would’ve been happy to accept. But now that my bed is warm… I’m too lazy to get out again.”
“Ugh…”
Yi Ning’s voice carried a trace of grievance.
She had gone this far—how could Lu Zheng still be acting so timid, just like before?
Still acting so timid, just like before?
Yi Ning’s eyes lit up.
Could it be that Lu Zheng’s shaless phase was finally over, and now it was her turn to take the lead?
She thought it over, but still didn’t dare go full offense. Instead, she tested the waters with a roundabout provocation.
“Then… then I’ll make a small sacrifice, and let you lick a bit higher.”
“This offer is already pretty generous. If you don’t hurry up and kneel down to lick, there might not be such good chances later!”
Yi Ning wriggled her entire body out from under her tightly-wrapped blanket, propped herself up with both hands, extended one foot from the bed, and lightly tried kicking Lu Zheng lying on the floor bedding.
“If you keep fooling around, I can’t promise what I might do!”
Lu Zheng let out a few words that sounded threatening, but to Yi Ning’s ears, they were precious treasure.
The tone was different from before, the attitude also different.
This bastard was definitely back to his old self!
That ant—it was her turn to perform!
The grudge from being teased and humiliated over and over before…
“Jie jie jie!” (sinister chuckle)
Ti to settle the score!
All the pent-up frustration she had endured from Lu Zheng before had now been transford into a burning desire for revenge.
Yi Ning rolled off the bed.
“Tap!”
“Tap!”
She slowed her steps, making sure every footfall was clear and distinct.
Yi Ning did it on purpose.
She wanted Lu Zheng to hear her approaching footsteps loud and clear, to feel the inevitability of the fate awaiting him.
Just like a cat who had captured its prey.
She wouldn’t devour her catch in one bite—instead, she would toy with it to her heart’s content, and only when she was bored would she finally swallow it whole.
Yi Ning stood at the head of Lu Zheng’s bedding.
She looked with great interest at Lu Zheng still pretending to nap on his pillow, crouched down, and gently stroked his cheek with her fingertip.
“What are you doing?!”
Lu Zheng finally couldn’t hold it in.
He turned his head with an annoyed expression, pretending to be irritated from just falling asleep and being woken up.
Unfortunately, such weak resistance had no deterrent effect whatsoever on the fully-emboldened Yi Ning.
Not only did she not withdraw her hand, she even dared to go further—her fingers traced along Lu Zheng’s chest, sliding straight into the blanket.
Lu Zheng’s body tensed.
He had been holding back precisely because he feared he might do sothing irreversible to Yi Ning—and now this bold move of hers directly ignited the fire in his heart.
Sadly, the foolish Yi Ning didn’t sense the dangerous aura bearing down on her.
In fact, that obvious tension in Lu Zheng’s body only made Yi Ning more convinced that he didn’t dare to resist, emboldening her even more as she began drawing circles on his chest.
While rubbing gently, she also whispered taunts into his ear.
“Ara~ what’s this? Where did our mighty Lord Lu Zheng go?”
“Don’t tell …”
Before she could finish, Lu Zheng’s blanket suddenly flipped open. A strong tug ca from her arm, yanking her straight into Lu Zheng’s chest.
Before Yi Ning could react, a pair of strong arms had wrapped tightly around her waist—along with the blanket, which now covered the two of them together.
This ti, it was Yi Ning’s body that froze.
T-this isn’t right?
Wasn’t the script supposed to go like this: she teases Lu Zheng, who doesn’t dare fight back, and after enjoying the sight of his flustered, helpless expression, she triumphantly walks away?
How did she end up being dragged into his blanket all of a sudden?
Director—this script is wrong!
Yi Ning trembled and shifted slightly, trying to test her situation. She gently tried to pull her hands free.
Lu Zheng had buried his face into Yi Ning’s neck. Feeling her slight struggle, he loosened his grip a little, allowing her to slip her hands out.
But that was all she managed to free—her hands.
The searing heat from behind her made Yi Ning completely freeze up.
She was terrified that if she moved even a little, that heat would be accompanied by… sothing else.
After a while, once the heat on her back began to slowly subside, Yi Ning mustered a bit of courage and patted the arms still wrapped around her waist.
Lu Zheng shifted slightly, as if asking what was up.
Yi Ning hesitated for two seconds. “You think I still have a chance?”
Lu Zheng didn’t answer.
Dozens of seconds later, he finally spoke.
His voice was slightly hoarse. “Ten-minute hug, then you’re free to go.”
Yi Ning fell silent for a mont, then placed her hands atop Lu Zheng’s hands that were clasped around her waist.
That counted as agreent.
The two of them simply lay there in silence, feeling each other’s warmth.
Soon, ten minutes passed.
Lu Zheng wordlessly loosened his arms.
Yi Ning wordlessly left his embrace, then wordlessly crawled back to her own bed, and wordlessly pulled up her blanket.
A short while later—Yi Ning spoke. “Was hugging comfortable?”
“…Very.”
“…Then how about I let you hold while you sleep tonight, and in return… you co over and kiss my toes, okay?”
“……”
To hell with it!
From the direction of Lu Zheng’s bedding ca the sound of subtle movents.
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