Tomb Raider: The Fox's Ways to Seducing the Kirin

"Ah! Zhang Qiling, are you born in the year of the dog?!" Cheng Ji had been biting his lips tightly to avoid making any shameful noises, but Zhang Qiling bit the tip of his ear, almost stimulating the whimper in Cheng Ji's throat. Cheng Ji tried to hold back but couldn't, and burst out with a mouthful of the traditional Chinese quintessence.

Zhang Qiling raised his eyebrows slightly, but it was not very obvious on his cold face: "Hmm?"

Cheng Ji gritted his teeth and tried hard to suppress the little thoughts that Zhang Qiling had aroused in him.

It was really outrageous. He found that Zhang Qiling was becoming more and more sinister, especially since he knew that he could not resist the ending tone of his words every time. He liked to use it when hooking him, and it was really accurate every time, just like now.

Cheng Ji pursed his lips tightly and recited the Qingxin Jue in his mind desperately, trying to use it to suppress the evil fire that was now appearing in his body.

When Cheng Ji was concentrating on reciting the Pure Heart Sutra, Zhang Qiling interrupted and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Cheng Ji subconsciously replied: "If your heart is as clear as ice, you won't be startled even if the sky falls..." As soon as he finished reading the first sentence, Cheng Ji realized what Zhang Qiling had asked and the ridiculous answer he had given. He immediately stopped talking and glanced at the expression on Zhang Qiling's face as he held him in his arms.

“Qingxin Jue?” Zhang Qiling recited half of the sentence and immediately reacted, and asked softly in the boy’s ear.

"..." Stunned by the question, Cheng Ji is now a little withdrawn and doesn't want to talk much.

Cheng Ji, unable to bear it any longer, used his trump card: "You said it last time, this time, I'm on top."

Cheng Ji got angry when he thought about it. It was clearly Zhang Qiling who had promised him, but now he was controlling him so tightly that he didn't even want to save face in front of the clan members. Where was his reputation as the young clan leader?

Zhang Qiling agreed quickly this time, and even left the boy some room for regret at the end of his words: "Okay, are you sure?"

Cheng Ji's eyes lit up when he got the affirmative answer. Only a fool would refuse such a good thing. He did not expect that Zhang Qiling would be unexpectedly easy to talk to on this topic. He nodded without hesitation and said, "Sure, we must make sure. Whoever goes back on his word is a puppy."

Zhang Qiling nodded, let the boy go, and allowed him to perform.

When had Cheng Ji ever received such treatment? He just accepted it, and being overwhelmed by the excitement, he naturally missed the deep meaning in Zhang Qiling's eyes.

The positions were changed again, and Cheng Ji sat on Zhang Qiling's waist with great interest, not feeling that there was anything wrong with their current position and his subconscious movements. However, since he did not react, Zhang Qiling certainly would not remind him.

The little fox, who was still in high spirits, leaned over with anticipation in his eyes and kissed Zhang Qiling's thin lips gently, rubbing his ears and temples. Zhang Qiling felt the boy's gentle licking like a cat, and his heart softened after being kissed by the boy.

After the kiss, it was no longer his main battlefield under normal circumstances. Today, it was his turn to take action. For a moment, his brain went blank and he could only breathe lightly, not knowing what to do next.

Zhang Qiling gently held the boy's slender waist with one hand, as usual, to prevent him from accidentally falling due to excessive movements.

Receiving Cheng Ji's pleading look, Zhang Qiling gently reminded him, "Clothes."

Cheng Ji came back to his senses: "Ah...right, right, right." The boy was now like an obedient child, doing whatever the adults said.

Little did he know that it was precisely because of his obedience that he gradually fell into the trap of the big-tailed wolf.

Although he was dressed in rags and had no clothes, the situation was no longer what he had expected.

"Zhang Qiling, your words...don't count..."

The boy's body was limp, and he had no choice but to let the man manipulate him. Even his voice became intermittent and broken.

A tear rolled down the boy's chin and fell on Zhang Qiling's protruding Adam's apple.

The slight touch caused Zhang Qiling to swallow unconsciously, and the tear fell quietly along the curve of his Adam's apple.

Zhang Qiling chuckled lightly: "Isn't this what you said?"

"Up there."

"Zhang Qiling, your uncle!"

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The next day, when it was already bright, Cheng Ji came out of the house, holding his waist. Zhang Qiling walked behind the boy and patiently stretched out his hand to hold him, but the boy angrily pushed him away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked out of the room, I was met with teasing eyes from three people who were watching the show outside.

Especially Cheng Wei, who lived next door to him yesterday, listened to almost half of the whole thing thanks to his extraordinary hearing blessed by his bloodline.

At this time, he naturally imitated it vividly. Cheng Wei watched Cheng Ji walk out of the house, raised his hand to pinch his nose, and imitated in a pinched voice: "Zhang Qiling~ your words~ don't count~"

Cheng An also smiled happily: "I'm on top~ Whoever regrets is a puppy~"

Cheng Ji: ...My fist is hard.