Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 77 I’ll make it up to you with my hands!

Chapter 77: Chapter 77 I’ll make it up to you with my hands!

In bed, Ning Mengyao tried every which way to stop Li Qiqi.

Regrettably, she didn’t dare to speak plainly, and various past events were dug up.

Meanwhile, Lin Fan below the bed was idly fiddling with his phone.

Facing Yang Linglong’s WeChat bombardment, he could only reluctantly keep the conversation going.

"Senior sister, where’s your freakish husband?"

After chatting for a while, the topic once again circled back to Lin Fan.

But the words coming from Li Qiqi’s mouth made Ning Mengyao wish she could drop dead.

"Don’t always talk about people behind their backs, it’s not nice. Actually, he’s not that ugly. Alright, it’s getting late, you should head home so your grandpa doesn’t worry about your safety."

If they continued talking, who knows what explosive news might come out.

Ning Mengyao knew that she had to issue an eviction order.

"Okay then, you should rest early too, I’ll head back now. I need to conserve energy to deal with that toad. Let’s go shopping together when we’re free."

Looking at the time, it was already late into the night.

Only then did Li Qiqi stand up, stretch languidly, and leave the fragrant boudoir.

Ning Mengyao sent her off and then returned to the bedroom with a nervous heart.

"Are you asleep?"

Not seeing anyone on the bed, Ning Mengyao curiously squatted down to look.

"Are you saying I’m the freak?"

But at that moment, Lin Fan had already pounced out from behind the door.

He pressured the utterly unprepared Ning Mengyao beneath him.

"Ah..."

With no strength to break free, Ning Mengyao could only wail loudly.

But Lin Fan’s hands were ceaselessly roaming under her armpits.

The ticklish sensations forced her to continuously plead.

"I’m wrong... I won’t dare anymore... you’re the most handsome... I’m wrong..."

She was laughing so hard tears came out, and she didn’t have any strength left in her body.

But she couldn’t do anything about it.

"Can a simple ’I’m wrong’ heal the hurt I’ve suffered? I didn’t expect you to have two faces!"

Lin Fan slowly stopped his hands, looking down at Ning Mengyao lying face-up beneath him.

Her delicate face.

Even a beauty like the moon would pale in comparison.

"So what do you want to do...?"

An exhausted Ning Mengyao looked up at Lin Fan with a flushed face.

The sight of her pouting made him feel even more tender toward her.

"What do you think?"

Feeling the softness in his arms, Lin Fan smiled broadly.

Without asking, she was already feeling the vigor of her youth.

"How about I compensate you with one hand... is that okay?"

Ning Mengyao, lips pursed, looked at Lin Fan shyly.

Her emotional appearance was truly irresistible.

"Of course, it’s not okay."

Lin Fan licked his lips and rejected her without hesitation.

Tonight was definitely a good opportunity to take things a step further.

"Then... what if I... add another hand and mouth... is that okay? This is my bottom line... I can’t go any further than that..."

Ning Mengyao pouted, yet a hint of a smile played at the corner of her mouth.

"Alright, then I’ll reluctantly accept your bottom line!"

Images were already forming in Lin Fan’s mind.

Those red lips and pearly teeth would definitely make a man linger and forget to return.

So he then rolled off of Ning Mengyao’s body.

"Are you ready?"

Ning Mengyao, slowly sitting up, smiled at Lin Fan, who was leaning against the headboard.

"Of course, you can start your performance now."

Lin Fan licked his lips.

Those enchanting curves were making his passion rise.

At this moment, Ning Mengyao was like a midnight fairy.

"Then you better watch closely!"

Ning Mengyao curled up on the bed like a little cat.

She slowly raised both hands, using her thumbs to press against her earlobes.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft..."

As she stuck out her tongue and made faces,

Lin Fan knew he had been tricked again.

"You dared to deceive me!"

Lin Fan pounced like a lion striking at a rabbit.

The two of them instantly became a tangled mess on the bed, playfully roughhousing.

"I didn’t... lie to you... It was just two hands... and a mouth... It’s you who’s thinking too much..."

Ning Mengyao was laughing so hard she could barely catch her breath.

She hadn’t felt this happy in a long time.

"Alright then, today I’ll think a little too much."

Holding the delicate Ning Mengyao, Lin Fan’s eyes burned with desire.

Any man would have indecent thoughts at the sight of such a beauty.

"No way... Don’t you want your knife anymore?"

Feeling Lin Fan’s passion about to erupt.

Ning Mengyao naturally knew what he wanted to do.

Her desperate struggles were futile; she couldn’t break free from his embrace.

"Fine, you win!"

The mention of the knife, tied to his identity, brought some rationality back to Lin Fan.

Reluctantly, he let go of Ning Mengyao’s waist and lay down beside her.

"Are you mad?"

Seeing Lin Fan no longer looking at her, Ning Mengyao knew he felt disappointed.

She sat up hastily, looking at him with an apologetic expression.

"Of course not, after all, this should be consensual, how could I force you?"

Lin Fan took a deep breath, trying hard to subdue the fire within him.

No one decreed that she had to comply with him.

Nor was it written in law that a first time must be followed by a second.

"Thank you for respecting me... I also know you’re good to me... I just feel... we don’t quite understand each other yet... Just give me a little more time... okay?"

Ning Mengyao hung her head, like a child who had done something wrong.

She still hadn’t gotten over a particular hurdle in her heart.

"Of course, it’s no problem."

Lin Fan understood her ambivalence.

On the one hand, she had already given him her body.

On the other hand, they were strangers as a married couple.

If she were to give herself to him now, that wouldn’t be the Ning Mengyao he knew.

And he wouldn’t have had the chance to cherish that valuable first time.

"Where are you going?"

Watching Lin Fan get dressed and walk towards the door, Ning Mengyao asked curiously.

She hoped he wasn’t thinking of running away from home because she hadn’t agreed.

If Grandpa found out, he would definitely scold him to death.

"Boss, I’m just going out for a smoke to relax, okay?"

Lin Fan said with a wry smile as he turned his head.

He needed to vent this overwhelming heat somewhere.

"Then... go ahead!"

Ning Mengyao turned shyly and walked towards the bathroom.

She too was being consumed by flames.

It’s just that a woman’s endurance in this regard is much higher than a man’s.

"Phew!"

Taking a deep drag from his cigarette, Lin Fan looked up at the full moon in the sky.

He wondered when he would be able to release this burning desire.

Yet, under this picturesque moonlit sky, Li Qiqi’s call suddenly came through.

"Uncle, still up so late?"

Li Qiqi’s voice was playfully spirited.

It was perhaps the vibrancy of youth.

"I’m only six years older than you, do you really need to add a generation gap?"

Lin Fan replied, feeling helpless.

"It’s a term of endearment, don’t you get it, uncle?"

Li Qiqi said, her lips curving in a smile as she gripped the steering wheel.

"I’m going clubbing with some classmates tomorrow night. Uncle, come join us for fun, let me show you how young people live at night."

"This old toad has no interest in dancing with swans!"

After saying this, Lin Fan immediately hung up the phone.

The little girl had a strong rebellious streak.

"How did he know I call him that behind his back?"

Staring at the disconnected call on her phone, Li Qiqi muttered to herself in amazement.

Her senior had been right; it was better to talk less behind others’ backs in the future.