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Chapter 9 Part 1: Unspoken Tensions and Temptations
It was getting late.
Ye Shengge sat in a milk tea shop, two drinks already ordered, waiting for the other party to arrive.
He glanced at his watch now and then, but showed no impatience; when it came to women, he had plenty of patience.
At last, a brisk figure appeared at the door. She strode inside, scanned the room, and quickly spotted him in the most secluded corner.
She walked over and took the seat opposite him.
"Good evening, senpai," he smiled, pointing at the drink in front of her. "This one's for you pearl milk tea."
"Thanks." Mo Ran's face showed little expression. She casually unwrapped the straw, pushed it into the cup, and took a sip, her red lips barely parting to catch the straw.
What a beauty...
He looked her over.
Unlike Situ Qiong's cute vivacity or Zhuang Yuxia's sultry allure, Mo Ran radiated a healthy kind of beauty.
Though it was already October, the weather was still somewhat hot. She wore athletic shorts and a T-shirt, white socks and sneakers, leaving those toned legs exposed to air and eyes alike.
From the muscles in her legs, it was clear she didn't skip workouts. The lines were just right not too bulky deepening the impression of health.
This kind of healthy beauty also quite nice...
"If you've got something to say, say it," Mo Ran said coolly, releasing the straw and fixing him with a level gaze. "I'm going for a jog afterward."
"Oh? Senpai likes jogging too?" He smiled. "I run quite often myself. How about... we go for a run together?"
"Run?" She looked at him for a few seconds, then stood up and moved to sit beside him.
Sitting down, she suddenly leaned in, placed a gentle hand on his thigh, and whispered by his ear, "Just say it..."
"You want to screw me, right?"
Confronted with her directness, he didn't flinch. He cast her a sidelong glance, hesitated briefly, then said, "I really like that 'healthy beauty' of yours. From the muscle lines of your limbs alone, I can tell you never skip training..."
"I hate men who circle around things."
"Yes. I want to screw you."
At that, Mo Ran gave a cold smile.
"You... know about the others in the literature club and Xia Wenxue, don't you..."
"... I do."
He sat upright, not making a single untoward move. Hands interlaced, no wasted motions.
"So this is... your plan to make him a green sub?" Her eyes narrowed. "No by now, you already have."
"I haven't read to the end of that thread yet, but I'd bet Zhuang Yuxia is already your sex slave... done by your shaft that's far bigger than Xia Wenxue's..."
As she spoke, her warm breath brushed his ear.
"Senpai... want to try it too?"
"Me? Try it?" She let go of him. "Spit it out... Si Jiao, Situ Qiong do you want to screw them?"
"... I want to screw them all."
She chuckled softly and flicked the table with a finger.
"Then keep your cock in check and just screw Zhuang Yuxia, that cheap woman. If you dare touch anyone else..."
With that, she stood and left, taking the milk tea with her.
He exhaled slowly. This was also his first time alone with Mo Ran... definitely a woman with a powerful presence.
He'd heard her on the phone once, moaning like a slut under Xia Wenxue, and thought maybe she'd be easy. But clearly not so simple...
As he thought this, he noticed a hairline crack appear on the tabletop in front of him.
"...?"
In the next instant, the whole surface split apart. He threw up an arm to shield himself, but even so, the flying boards stung his hand.
He sucked in a breath, shook his hand, and backed up. The surrounding customers and staff jumped in fright.
Seeing the table split down the middle and crash to the floor, he was stunned cold prickles running up his spine.
He finally understood Zhuang's "tear you apart with bare hands." With a flick of a finger, the table had been split. What the hell was that!
"Sir, we're so sorry... sir..."
He had no mind for apologies. What concerned him more was Mo Ran's stance.
She'd made it clear: if he wanted to screw Zhuang, she didn't care. But if he went after Situ Qiong or Si Jiao... he wouldn't be so lucky.
He drew a deep breath.
What charm did this Xia Wenxue have?
Zhuang Yuxia rich heiress, family enterprise ranked globally, top grades, refined upbringing, and superb in bed.
Situ Qiong abnormally sharp senses; her hearing could easily catch every movement within at least fifteen meters, even faint meows from twenty or thirty meters away.
Mo Ran combat power unknown; one flick of a finger to split a table terrifying...
Even Si Jiao was a national idol SuperIdol's superstar!
Women like this surrounded him apart from Si Jiao, each letting him do as he pleased. And he himself had been called a human computer by Situ Qiong...
What kind of monsters were these?!
He inhaled.
Fine... Zhuang had said it: this was just a try. Odds were he wouldn't take Mo Ran.
To screw, patience was necessary. Eager beavers burned their tongues. Too hasty, and Mo Ran and Xia might really tear him to pieces...
Still, the more stubborn the woman, the more talented Xia was the greater his sense of accomplishment in conquering the man's women.
As for Mo Ran everything about her screamed danger. That didn't put him off; it intrigued him.
He was all the more eager to see what a hard woman, apparently as faithful to Xia as could be, would look like when she surrendered under his hips.
...
On the way home, Mo Ran pulled out her phone and called Zhuang Yuxia.
"Zhuang," she said coldly. "Get lost."
"What's with that tone~" Zhuang replied lazily from her bed.
"No wonder you wouldn't let Wenxue lay a finger on you hmm... you've got another man outside. If you like his big cock, go to him and get screwed."
Her voice was ice. "Don't cling to Wenxue here."
"Oh? Then you'd better say that to Xiaoqiong too."
"... What do you mean?"
Zhuang rolled onto her back. "It means Xiaoqiong's also come to like his cock. During training."
"You're saying Situ Qiong likes his shaft? Please. Don't joke." Mo Ran laughed coldly. "Situ Qiong would betray Xia Wenxue? Ridiculous."
"I might let him screw me but she'd never let him touch a hair on her head."
"It's the truth, Mo Ran. If you don't believe me... keep an eye on his account on that forum. In a few days, he'll post how he trained Situ Qiong."
"..."
Mo Ran fell silent. Her jogging slowed then stopped.
"You two... serious?"
"Xiao Ran, you know..." Zhuang said softly. "It's hard for Xia to satisfy the three of us. And... Si Jiao hasn't even formally joined the 'battle' yet."
"Then given his soft spot he'll surely satisfy Si Jiao first. We'll get the scraps..."
"In that case, why not dump him and leave?"
"I never said I don't love him," Zhuang whispered. "I still love him. How could I forget everything we shared so easily?"
"I just..."
It's okay... say it. Those aren't your true feelings...
These were words she spoke only to lure Mo Ran into the snare "heartless words" for show.
"I just like Ye Shengge's big cock, that's all. You have no idea how good he is since you haven't had him."
That's not the truth. That's not the truth.
Her hands tightened in the sheets. She screamed at herself inside.
"Even once given how salacious you are you'd surely become the most obedient little bitch under his hips..."
"That's enough."
The call disconnected.
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