Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 90

"Go down." When he saw her snow-white skin, he endured it, and finally didn't do it, but he was even more unhappy. He frowned, and opened his lips and said indifferently, "I don't want to say it a third time."

An Ning's eyes flickered, and her fingertips caressed the young man's thigh ambiguously. Her bright red lips turned up slightly, revealing a faint and charming smile, "What, am I not beautiful?"

The skin is as creamy and white as jade, under the enchanting flowers of the other shore, all the beauty on her chest is in his eyes, An Ning is very confident, no man can refuse such a charm, unless he is not a man... And she is very sure, The boy in front of him is genuine, and he is probably a chick, huh...

The next moment, there was a slight pain on the wrist——

"Get out." He pinched her wrist and pushed it away, um, still separated by a white silk handkerchief——

An Ning: ...Gemophobia?Proud?Or, damn awkward?
The boy's fingers are well-articulated, slender and beautiful, like a masterpiece of God, without any flaws, so attractive that he wants to lick them.

An Ning raised her head, pressed her lips against his fingers, licked her tongue lightly, raised the tails of her eyes, half charming and half provocative, her voice was low and provocative, "Thank you, save my sister once, okay? It's very simple... ..."

The warm lips, the soft touch, implicated something, very strange, the boy's pupils shrank, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his beautiful lips were pursed even tighter.

He doesn't like people getting too close, let alone being touched, and it has been like this for many years.

"Sister?" He pulled back his hand, opened his lips, his expression was neither salty nor cool, a hint of disgust flashed in his dark eyes, and then he said seriously, "I have no sisters."

"puff--"

An Ning couldn't help laughing, just now he had visually estimated his age, he was fair and beautiful, with a slender and perfect figure.

Under the broken hair, the plump forehead is as white as jade, the bridge of the nose is high, the thin lips are rarely curved, and the eyes are clean and beautiful, as clear as water, and it seems that they have not been contaminated by any dirt. He is obviously in his early twenties. The young man is just a few years younger than the original owner.

Anyone who hates her will have to pay a price...

"Isn't that enough?" An Ning squinted her eyes in a half-smile, her moist lips parted slightly, "Then sister will reward you with something real, huh?"

The young man looked at him, and there was something strange in his dark eyes.

A sly smile escaped An Ning's lips, and he closed his eyes.

She leaned over and hooked the boy's neck, kissed it lightly with her lips, and left as soon as she touched it, and kissed him again...

Gentle and shallow, then intense and abnormal, biting, separating... and touching carefully, deep, entangled...

The lips were touching, and the breath between the lips and teeth was sweet, strange and familiar; the nose was filled with a smell that didn't belong to him, the fragrance of a woman, but he didn't hate it——

The young man frowned slightly, as if he was thinking, confused, his eyelids drooped unconsciously, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his beautiful lips parted slightly, unintentionally catering to him.

"Ah!!! My God, where did the goblin come from? Let go of me, Young Master Jue!"

There was an exclamation like killing a pig from the driver's seat. Fortunately, the sound insulation effect of the car is super good. Noise from the outside can't come in, and the sound from inside can't come out.

An Ning raised his eyelids, and withdrew from the boy's lips, revealing the lingering silver threads.

The young man chased after him, without the expected touch, frowned, and opened his eyes in displeasure.

The woman was limply in his arms, raised her eyes lazily, smiled and whispered in a bewitching way, "Young Master Jue, what's your stage name?"

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, his hand stretched out at some point, but it landed somewhere else, with a slight surprise, her slender and soft waist was in the palm, which was barely enough to hold.

The confusion in his eyes deepened a bit, with a hint of fondness mixed with a little bit of anger.

"What stage name? Do you think our Jue Shao are those coquettish sluts out there? You, you, you—" The man in the driver's seat wore gold-rimmed glasses, reacting to An Ning's intentions, baring his teeth and claws angrily.

An Ning hid in the boy's arms, and the man no longer dared to get any closer, and hurriedly withdrew his hands, making a gesture to open the car door, "You, hurry up and get out while Jue Shao is not angry!"

"He hasn't spoken yet, how dare you..." An Ning turned her face and breathed lightly in the direction of the man with glasses, "Maybe he likes it, huh?"

The inner OS of the man with glasses: How could Jue Shao like it? Do you think I'm mentally retarded?I am a genius with high EQ and IQ!
"Oh," the man adjusted his glasses, raised his head, and smiled righteously, "Our Young Master Jue hates meddling in other people's business the most, I suggest you be more sensible, yourself—" Pointing in the direction of the car door, he snorted coldly, "G... U…N—"

The ending sound was so long that when he heard Jue Shao's answer, he jumped up in fright, his head hurt from the impact, and his haste turned into a cry of pain.

The boy's ears were slightly red, but he didn't know it. He just replied calmly, "Well, my stage name."

The man in glasses who temporarily pretends to be a driver: ...Young Master Jue, is it really okay to open your eyes and tell nonsense?
The boy said again, "He is my manager."

A man with glasses who was changed careers without paying attention: ...

"Really?" An Ning asked with a smile, but she looked at the man kneeling on the driver's seat who was crying without tears.

"En." It was the young man who answered, his slender lips moved slightly, and the slightest curvature disappeared in an instant.

The man with glasses also nodded frequently, "Yeah, Jue Shao is an artist, I'm a manager, a manager..."

An Ning turned her face away, raised her hand, and lightly stroked the boy's ears, with a hint of charm at the end of her eyes, "Then do you like how I treated you just now, huh?"

The boy's ears were also very beautiful, with a slight redness visible to the naked eye, gradually warming up under her fingertips.

"I don't hate it." The young man pursed his lips and stared at her with those clear black eyes, "What about you?"

"Heh..." An Ning laughed so that her shoulders trembled slightly, and she sat down on the boy's lap.

The young man held her back, his long eyelashes trembling, he felt what he should do, but he didn't know, so he couldn't help but tighten the line of his lips.

Her thin lips were tightly pressed, but in the corner of her eyes, she was beautiful, sexy, and interesting.

An Ning clasped his hands on the young man's shoulders, pressed his lips together, and breathed into his ears like blue, and smiled coquettishly, "Little Jue'er, you are so cute."

Her lips were slightly closed, and she held the warm earlobe in her mouth, pinched it gently, and then let go. Then she rubbed his auricle with her lips, blew gently, and kissed...

After teasing for a long time, the man in the driver's seat couldn't stand it anymore, and started the car silently.

An Ning could feel the temperature of the boy's palm rising, and there was a scorching heat coming through the fabric.

His body was stiff, but he sat upright from the beginning to the end, his lips were tightly pursed, his eyes were dark, and his expression remained the same as usual, looking like an elegant and dignified young man.

An Ning caressed his cheek, mist filled his eyes, and his lips seemed to rise, "I like it very much, what should I do?"

There was a struggle on the boy's face...

(End of this chapter)