Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 505 - 500 Let Go of Me, You Scoundrel

Chapter 505: Chapter 500 Let Go of Me, You Scoundrel

"Hehe, does it hurt?" Lin Zifeng grinned and smiled.

"Who, who is hurting, I, I’m just afraid that you’ll ruin your face and won’t look good when meeting my father tomorrow." Nangong Bing’s gaze shifted evasively, and her speech was obviously a bit self-conscious and coy.

"Hey, isn’t that being concerned? It’s not like you have to pay for the damage.

"You! Why are you like this."

"What’s wrong with me?"

"You, you don’t appreciate what’s good for you." Nangong Bing pouted her lips, her willow eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her pretty face blushed, the usually cold visage now tinged with a pretty flush in an instant.

"Hehe, actually, I understand the Old Lady’s thoughts all too well." While speaking, his "Demon Claw" began to reach around Nangong Bing’s slender waist.

"What, what are you doing!"

Nangong Bing, like a startled bunny, quickly dodged backward, but Lin Zifeng had anticipated her move and quickly advanced two steps, shuffling his feet to embrace Nangong Bing’s delicate body in his arms.

His gaze intensely focused on her limpid eyes.

"Ah! Lin Zifeng, what do you think you’re doing?" Nangong Bing’s fair and tidy cold face was instantly suffused with blush, but Lin Zifeng just kept chuckling.

Very domineering and assertive, he embraced Nangong Bing’s delicate body in his arms, his gaze burning on her and remained silent.

Only after Nangong Bing gave up resisting did Lin Zifeng finally say with a wicked smile, "Wife, since we’re both betrothed and have been together so long, isn’t it time to bestow some ’benefits’?"

"Bestow, bestow benefits? What kind of benefits?" Nangong Bing murmured her lips, her eyes somewhat fearfully looking at the man in her arms.

"Hehe, Old Lady, don’t play dumb. We’ve been living together for so long, you should know what kind of person I, Lin Zifeng, am, and we’ve been betrothed since we were young; I’m your fiancé, you’re my fiancée. Don’t forget that. If you don’t admit it, I’ll discuss it with your old man tomorrow. We’ve been together for so long and you haven’t even let me touch your little hand—isn’t that suffocating me?"

"You! Scumbag!" As soon as she heard this guy was going to discuss with her father, Nangong Bing’s pretty face turned frosty.

"Hehe, then I’ll just be a bit scummier." Almost as he spoke, his "Demon Claw" began to meander around Nangong Bing’s slender waist.

Suddenly, like electrocuted, Nangong Bing’s eyes widened, ready to struggle and escape his embrace once more.

But Lin Zifeng clasped her delicate body even tighter with his hand.

"Scumbag, what do you think you’re doing?" Nangong Bing’s heart involuntarily tightened, her heart betraying her with its pounding.

"Of course, to be scummy once more." Lin Zifeng chuckled, his expression as lewdly ambiguous as could be.

Making Nangong Bing feel somewhat uneasy inside.

"Scumbag, let me go." Nangong Bing struggled, her voice starting to sound a bit coquettish, and her fine eyebrows couldn’t help but twist even tighter.

The fiery heat of her delicate body rubbing in his embrace brought a spring-like daze.

"Wife, don’t we need to do something now? You know, when your father-in-law comes back tomorrow and asks about us, what would he think if he knew nothing happened between us?"

Lin Zifeng’s naughty corner of the mouth curved up slightly.

Holding Nangong Bing’s soft and hot delicate body in his arms, his two "Demon Claws" began to fondle around her small waist, flirting.

It made Nangong Bing so embarrassed she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Scumbag, let go of me. If you keep touching, keep touching, I’m going to scream." Nangong Bing’s face, bashful and beautiful, was almost dripping red.

"Go on, scream. Even if you scream your voice hoarse, no one will come to your rescue."

He flashed a grin that made him look like a flower-picking thief straight out of a TV drama.

Nangong Bingjiao’s body trembled in fear, her voice quivering, "Zifeng, I actually know you’re not that kind of person. You’re just pretending. Although I don’t think you’re a good person, I don’t believe you’re capable of doing that... thing. Can you please stop fooling around?" Nangong Bing’s voice suddenly became gentle.

This excited Zifeng a little inside.

He laughed, "Wife, I’m really not messing around. I truly want to do the, you know, this and that with you, have a bunch of kids—I’m not pretending. If you really don’t believe me, then I’ll just have to prove it to you." Saying this, his lips began to slowly move towards Nangong Bingying’s.

"Don’t!" Nangong Bing’s pale cheeks resisted again, as she quickly extended her slender jade fingers to push against Zifeng’s face, but he was too fast to be stopped.

She thought Zifeng would force a kiss on her, but unexpectedly, even with her eyes closed and waiting, he didn’t follow through.

Realizing the man hadn’t kissed her and was just teasing, Nangong Bing felt a twinge of disappointment.

"Heh, scared, aren’t you?" Zifeng teased.

"You!" Nangong Bing was so angry she almost unleashed a series of kicks that would have sent him flying hundreds of meters.

What was this? She had been all prepared, and he, he actually stopped kissing her?

"Jerk!" Nangong Bing cursed again.

"Hey, hey, hey! Look here, Nangong Bing, it was just a joke, okay? Stop cursing me, I’ll get angry," Zifeng coughed twice, trying to look serious.

"Jerk!" Nangong Bing continued to glare and curse, clearly dissatisfied with Zifeng’s actions.

"You!"

"Jerk!"

A moment later...

"Hey, hey, hey! Lin, I was just joking with you, what are you—hey! Ah! Ah!"

Zifeng’s lips deeply kissed Nangong Bing’s lips, which were as delicate as condensed fat.

Instantly, Nangong Bing’s petite and well-shaped body began to tremble involuntarily.

Her eyes, clear as autumn waters, stared fixedly at his face.

Feeling the man’s tenderness, Nangong Bing gradually began to give up resisting, slowly becoming somewhat proactive from her initial passivity.

Despite Nangong Bing being decisive and efficient at work, handling anything with ease, at that moment she was like a girl who knew nothing.

While Zifeng’s experienced lips and tongue teased her, Nangong Bing seemed still clumsy in response.

She couldn’t understand why Zifeng’s tongue was so agile, slithering and exploring within her mouth like a little python.

And all she could do was open her lips, clumsily maneuvering her tongue to comply with his.

From the beginning, Nangong Bing had never harbored any feelings for any man, let alone thought about it.

When a woman channels all her energy into work, she inevitably becomes an idiot elsewhere.

Just like in love, Nangong Bing was completely a blank slate, probably the only man in the world who could excite Nangong Bing was the Death God!

It’s just that the Death God was right in front of her, and she never knew it.

Gradually, under Zifeng’s experienced lips and tongue, Nangong Bing’s clumsy tongue began to gain some skill, but just as Zifeng’s Demon Claw started to invade the lofty snow peaks of Nangong Bing’s chest, she suddenly opened her eyes and pushed Zifeng away!