Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 232: Making Her Follow You Wholeheartedly

Chapter 232: Chapter 232: Making Her Follow You Wholeheartedly

The game in the private room was still underway.

Lin Qian felt that someone was definitely messing with the game.

Because the punishments were almost always taking turns between her and Yin Moran.

Then, inventive ways of kissing emerged one after another.

Lin Qian’s head was spinning, and she was unsure if it was because she drank too much or because she kissed too much.

"I’m going to the restroom."

Lin Qian stood up, told Qinglan beside her, glanced at Yin Moran, and staggered toward the restroom.

Qinglan quickly followed her, "Lin Qian, let me accompany you."

Once one of the main players left, the game lost its point to continue.

Nangong Li tossed the stick aside, signaling everyone to find their own fun.

The group eagerly awaited his command and couldn’t wait to find entertainment with their respective companions.

Nangong Li walked over to Yin Moran with a roguish stride and tossed him a box.

"Old Yin, brother has racked his brains out to help you. It’s all on you now! Take it, tonight you must win over Lin Qian. With women, as long as her body belongs to you, she’ll follow you loyally."

Nangong Li patted Yin Moran on the shoulder, smiling ambiguously.

Yin Moran picked up the item in his hand and examined it, his dark eyes slightly stirring.

Contraceptives?

And the largest size!

This brother...

"However, Old Yin, since it’s been so long since you’ve used that thing, don’t mess up the first time! Of course, it’s okay if you do, as long as you quickly stabilize your mood, display your prowess, and take good care of Lin Qian! Once you’ve attended to her properly, are you worried she won’t think about you all the time?"

Nangong Li’s annoying and irritating voice sounded in his ear.

Yin Moran hooked the corner of his lips coldly, his gaze chillingly sweeping toward him, "Nangong Li, sounds like you’re quite experienced? I’ll tell Qinglan that you, a scum with countless female conquests, aren’t suitable for her."

Looking to die?

Daring to curse that he wouldn’t perform the first time?

Nangong Li was startled and then let out a teeth-gritting howl, "Old Yin, you’re heartless! Who am I doing this for, giving you advice like an old father? And you threaten me? Where do I have experience? When are those rascals not discussing men and women when together? I just heard it, okay?"

"Get lost; don’t cling to me like a complaining wife. I don’t want to be misunderstood by my woman."

Yin Moran mercilessly gave Nangong Li a roll of his eyes, eliciting another howl from him.

"Yin, you’ve made a friend unwisely, I’m going to break off our friendship."

"Goodbye, no need to see you out."

"You... your woman is coming back, are you going to put that thing away? Don’t scare her from daring to go to the room with you!"

One second Nangong Li was complaining, the next second he was reminding Yin Moran.

Yin Moran’s dark eyes moved slightly, his long fingers picked up the box of contraceptives, and placed it in his inner pocket.

Beside him, Nangong Li chuckled and cursed, "Pretend! Keep pretending!"

Yin Moran ignored him, leisurely swirling his glass, and downed it in one gulp.

His nose seemed to still smell the woman’s fragrance, mixed with alcohol, and her soft, ice-like red lips exuding an enticing flavor.

He had been tempted over and over, and it was already good that he could endure until now.

At this moment, of course, he couldn’t wait to take the woman away and do the things that two people do when no one else is around.

Nangong Li reminded him correctly, only by taking possession of her body would she follow him loyally.

"Lin, you must be tired, right? Come on, let Old Yin take you upstairs to rest for a bit, and then you can come back down to play after you’ve rested."

Nangong Li did the deed of matchmaking to the utmost, his face scandalously scanning the two.

"Well, it’s getting late, maybe I just won’t play anymore."

Lin Qian’s head was still dizzy, her cheeks burning hot from the alcohol, even her breath was warm.

"Hey hey, don’t! It’s rare for you to come out and play, don’t be in a rush to leave."

Nangong Li yanked up Yin Moran and gave him a wink, "Old Yin, Lin is all yours now. Have a blast!"

Yin Moran didn’t speak but simply took Lin Qian by the arm and began to lead her outside.

Lin Qian was completely disoriented, and it wasn’t until she was led into a suite by Yin Moran that she belatedly realized the delicate nature of her current situation.

Was she being taken to a hotel room by Yin Moran?

"Umm, could you, could you turn on the light?"

The room was pitch-black, and Lin Qian’s expression was somewhat strained. Already not articulate due to drinking, she was now even more tongue-tied.

Yin Moran said nothing and simply pinned her against the wall.

His low, seductive voice rang in her ear, "Why are you stuttering? Are you nervous?"

In the darkness, the man’s eyes twinkled with a mysterious light.

His body pressed against her delicate frame, his hand on her slender waist caressed gently, and the warmth from his fingers shot up her spine like an electric current, leaving her limbs feeling limp and weak.

"I, I’m not nervous. Yin Moran, can you, can you stand still and talk?"

Lin Qian spoke, wishing she could bite off her own tongue.

Because her voice inadvertently came out coquettish, like a silent whimper of invitation.

A low chuckle spilled from the corners of Yin Moran’s mouth, magnetic and alluring.

He drew her even closer, his large hand slowly moving upward, his light touches filled with temptation.

"Qianqian, we are in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. We can communicate in other ways. Like..."

In the darkness, the man’s kiss fell unexpectedly, with a fervor of conquest that allowed no time for thought.

Lin Qian felt like she was a fish out of water, gasping for air, only able to tightly grab the hem of the man’s clothes, helplessly clinging to him.

The breathing got heavier, and the man’s large hand skillfully slid underneath the hem...

The cool tips of his fingers touched her soft skin, causing a shiver.

Lin Qian jolted and suddenly realized that somehow she was already lying in the large bed, wrapped in the man’s embrace.

In the dark, the man above her, his black eyes gleaming with a ghostly light, radiated a dominant desire, like a wild wolf.

"Moran..."

Lin Qian swallowed hard, her muddled mind regaining a trace of clarity.

Nervousness, trepidation, unease...

A myriad of emotions flooded her heart, leaving her utterly bewildered.

Were they about to have sex?

Although she had given birth to three children, except for that one forced encounter four years ago, she had never been so physically close to a man.

She... was somewhat resistant!

"Don’t be nervous, I won’t hurt you."

Yin Moran gently stroked Lin Qian’s hair, inhaling the faint scent of orange blossom emanating from the woman, the wonderful memory of that night four years ago flooding his heart.

He was addicted to that taste.

Even though she wasn’t the same person from four years ago, she still captivated him.

He wanted to make her his own, to keep her from the designs of others.

A touch of tenderness flickered through Yin Moran’s dark eyes.

His slender fingers slowly unfastened each button on his shirt, his gaze fixed on the woman below as his breath became increasingly erratic.

Lin Qian swallowed hard and slowly closed her eyes amidst her pounding heartbeat.

But her trembling body betrayed her nervousness and fear.

Just then, a jarring ringtone suddenly sounded, interrupting the intimate atmosphere of the room.

Yin Moran’s intention to bow his head paused, his handsome eyebrows furrowed.

Who would call at this time?

He wanted to ignore it!