Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 550 - 543: Nangong Bing, I Want to Kiss You

Chapter 550: Chapter 543: Nangong Bing, I Want to Kiss You

Zifeng also felt stifled and said calmly, "When did I agree to that? How come I don’t remember at all?"

"It’s my classmate’s wedding!"

"A wedding? No, I won’t go." Zifeng refused again, taking out a cigarette and began to smoke leisurely.

"Why won’t you go? But, but I’ve already promised my classmate. If we don’t go, they will definitely say I broke my promise. Where would I, Nangong Bing, put my face then?"

"Heh heh, Your Highness, you’re making too much of a fuss. Why must you drag me to your classmate’s wedding? You can go on your own. Could it be that you’re worried about being 23 years old and all your peers are getting married and having kids? Are you afraid your classmates will ask about your boyfriend, making you embarrassed?"

Zifeng saw through Nangong Bing’s teasing immediately; it seemed she really did think this way.

Indeed, being 23 years old and not having a boyfriend can make one feel quite unsettled.

"Mhm mhm." Nangong Bing did not speak, but nodded her head, indicating her agreement.

At 23, having never had a boyfriend or even a simple meal out alone with a boy, in Nangong Bing’s memory, it seemed as though it had never happened. It left this typically aloof woman suffering from loneliness for years.

But a glimmer of hope flashed in her expressive eyes, hoping that this guy would agree. Although Nangong Bing has been reluctant to admit the fact that he would be her future husband, after these days spent together, he, he was not so bad after all. He wasn’t utterly horrible or completely despicable at least.

"Alright then, since I’m going to be your future husband, take me with you tomorrow to see if you like your classmate’s wedding. When we get married one day, I’ll also arrange such a grand wedding for you." Zifeng spoke lightly, but it sounded weird to Nangong Bing’s ears no matter how she heard it.

"When did I become your wife? Don’t talk nonsense," Nangong Bing retorted with a flushed face and ears, her bright eyes shy and somewhat helpless, not even daring to look straight at someone.

"Forget it, then I won’t go. You don’t even acknowledge it, what’s the point of me going?"

"You, Mr. Lin, don’t get too full of yourself! You take advantage and pretend to be cute. Regardless, if you don’t go tomorrow, just wait and see how I will..."

"Are you planning to eat me up?" Lin Zifeng laughed. "Alright, I’ll go, but you have to agree to one condition."

Humph! I knew you rascal never had good intentions. Asking for a helping hand and you want a fee for it.

Nangong Bing helplessly rolled her eyes at him and said, "Say it, what’s your condition?"

"You, give me a kiss," he said shamelessly, without blushing or skipping a beat.

Before Nangong Bing could react, he had already leaned his face in, chuckling, "If you don’t want to kiss, just call me ’husband’ to hear how it sounds, or let me have a squeeze, that’s fine too. Tsk tsk, really beautiful."

In the meantime, Zifeng’s lecherous gaze had already started drifting over Nangong Bing’s chest, especially in this hot weather, where Nangong Bing was already dressed rather lightly, and the area of snow-white skin at her chest was all exposed under someone’s prying eyes.

Nangong Bing’s face blushed deeply, her eyes wide open with embarrassment, anger flickering through her beautiful eyes as she said indignantly, "What, what are you looking at?"

Whimpering, she hadn’t expected that after not seeing this guy for a few days, he would become more and more shameless. She remembered that even though he used to have a mischievous mouth, he wasn’t this shameless, and now he even dared to suggest having a, a squeeze!

This bad egg, do you really want to touch that badly?

Even if you really do want to touch, don’t bring it up to my face. It’s embarrassing for me.

Seeing that the guy had no sense of romance, Nangong Bing shot him a deep glare.

With a voice mixed with coyness and embarrassment, she said, "A kiss, forget about the kiss."

"So that means I can touch it, huh?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Zifeng couldn’t help but laugh.

He quickly rubbed his hands together and ogled with lust-filled eyes, staring so intensely that it made Nangong Bing’s ears start to feel slightly warm. Especially her breathtakingly beautiful face, which now blushed even more with shyness.

It was only with great effort that she managed to look away, but she couldn’t help feeling provoked by his blatant gaze.

Embarrassed to the point where she wished she could just crawl into a hole and hide.

"Ahem, Your Majesty, don’t worry, I’ll just touch it once, just a quick touch."

Nangong Bing said nothing, turning her head to the side. Since this guy had already come up with such an excuse, what could she do about it?

If she didn’t let him touch her, he definitely wouldn’t agree to her request. If she did let him touch, who knew how long he would take? It left her with smoldering eyes yet unable to express her frustration.

"Er, Your Majesty, can you not act like the enemy entering China? You’re making me feel like a bandit here, as if a single touch could kill someone."

Seeing that Nangong Bing kept her lips tightly sealed and turned her head away, refusing to look at him, it seemed as though she was being forced.

"You, hurry up, don’t expect me to guide you or anything," Nangong Bing said, clearly inexperienced with matters between men and women.

She tightly closed her beautiful eyes, as if she was about to be taken advantage of.

The more Lin Zifeng saw this, the more it frustrated him.

"If you adjusted your attitude properly, maybe I’d have my fill, and you’d get some enjoyment out of it too. Don’t act like you’re being coerced," Lin Zifeng shook his head with a resigned expression, as if to say ’when will you learn’.

At this, Nangong Bing finally grew somewhat angry.

She abruptly turned her head, her voice a mixture of allure and indignation, "Mr. Lin, are you ever going to let this go? If you’re going to touch, just do it. Why all these excuses? Do you honestly feel like you’re at a loss here?"

"Now, Your Majesty, that’s where you’re wrong. What’s all this about touching or not touching—it sounds so low class. After all, this should be mutual consent, and I’m not forcing you. If you’re unwilling, that’s fine. Handle tomorrow’s matter by yourself then," he said, and, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, stretched lazily before heading toward the room.

"Wait, don’t go just yet," Nangong Bingjiao ordered.

Her cheeks were so flushed with shyness they seemed nearly dripping, her brows knitted as if she had made a difficult decision akin to descending into Hell.

Looking at this made Lin Zifeng’s hair stand on end. It was not as if he was sending her to Hell, so why the drama?

I’ll just get it over with!

Nangong Bing finally made up her mind and said with pride, "Go ahead, I’m ready."

Seeing Nangong Bing’s resolve, Lin Zifeng actually got a bit scared.

"Forget it, with that attitude, just save it."

Seeing that her gaze fell upon her own chest and shook her head, Nangong Bing suddenly felt a surge of anger.

Is he looking down on them because they’re small? Too lazy to even touch? No way! Today, I’ll make sure he has more than his fill!