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

Cheng Ji heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that there were finally no more disturbances from the younger generation in the car.

After all, I watched them grow up, and it always feels a bit morally corrupt to show affection in front of them.

Although Cheng Ji didn't really need that thing, sometimes he still had to pay attention to matters of face.

"Brother, I haven't seen you for half a year. Don't you miss me?" Cheng Ji came close to Zhang Qiling and said with a smile.

Zhang Qiling didn't show any big expression on his face, he just raised his eyebrows slightly: "I called."

Cheng Ji heard Zhang Qiling's straight man remarks, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he pretended to be angry and said: "You just don't miss me, and calling me means I miss you? Then how do I know if you are holding someone in your arms and you called me and sent me a message."

Although Zhang Qiling was accustomed to Cheng Ji's shocking remarks, Master Chen Si, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was not.

After hearing Cheng Ji's outrageous remarks, Chen Pi couldn't help but cough for a long time due to being choked by his saliva.

"Pull down the curtain. These two guys have no shame. I, Chenpi, still have some dignity left. Pull it up quickly." Chenpi hurriedly ordered Chen the waiter in the driver's seat.

Cheng Ji heard Chen Pi's words and curled his lips: "Is it that serious? Xiao Si'er is so thin-skinned. What's the point? The curtain was drawn and I didn't kiss him in front of you. I respect the lonely old man so much, what else do you want?"

"Get out! This is my car. If you don't want to sit in it, get out and run!" The fender in the car was closed tightly amid Chenpi's angry curse.

Cheng Ji raised his hand and touched the material of the car's fender, chuckled and said, "I was wondering why it had to be pulled up. This guy specially chose this car. This fender is made of sound-proof material. It's amazing."

Although Cheng Ji spoke so seriously and was still studying the baffle, his other hand was not very honest. It had been touching Zhang Qiling for a long time. Seeing that the person involved had no intention of objecting, he became even more unscrupulous and boldly pulled down the zipper of Zhang Qiling's hoodie.

"Let me check it out, don't move." Cheng Ji turned over and sat astride Zhang Qiling, smiling and making the teasing sound justified.

Zhang Qiling leaned obediently on the back seat, allowing Cheng Ji to do whatever he wanted to him.

The boy's fingertips slowly moved across the man's chest, lingering on his tight and strong abdomen.

"I don't understand why I only have this thin layer of abdominal muscles when I exercise so much every day. It's not fair."

When Zhang Qiling heard Cheng Ji's words, he raised his hand and took off the boy's coat, and the white T-shirt he was wearing underneath was lifted up.

The movements were clean and neat, without any drag.

They were clearly both hands, and were placed on the waist, but when Zhang Qiling's hand was on him, his body went limp as if it had muscle memory.

Cheng Ji's eyes widened, his gaze full of rebuke for Zhang Qiling's lack of martial ethics.

"No... um... we agreed that you wouldn't move."

Zhang Qiling naturally knew where certain switches were on Cheng Ji's body. With just a few moves, all the strength of the young man in his arms was drained away, leaving him at the mercy of others.

Cheng Ji wanted to put up a strong resistance, but before he could muster up the strength, he heard Zhang Qiling's voice above his head: "Let's settle this."

"Um...what?" Cheng Ji was stunned, as if he couldn't react to what Zhang Qiling was saying out of the blue.

"Xie Yuchen of the Xie family."

"Wu Xie of the Wu family."

Zhang Qiling's hands seemed to have some magic power, and every time he opened his mouth and paused, he always landed at the right position.

Cheng Ji wanted to open his mouth to argue, but every time he opened his mouth he was interrupted by Zhang Qiling's teasing.

After sobbing for a long time, he didn't have the energy to say the important words.

After a long while, Zhang Qiling had enough fun and put the boy's clothes back down.

Although it was winter and they were close to Changbai Mountain, Cheng Ji and Zhang Qiling did not wear much and did not bring any thick clothes like them.

With the blessing of almost full-level blood, Cheng Ji and the others are much better than ordinary people in terms of keeping out the cold, so naturally they don't need to wear so many clothes.

Although I am not afraid of the cold, I can still sense low temperatures.

But even so, Cheng Ji was still sweating profusely because of Zhang Qiling's actions.

"Stop...doing... me, brother." Cheng Ji softened in Zhang Qiling's arms, his voice trembling.

Zhang Qiling tightened his arms around the young man and answered his little fox's concerns seriously: "I'll go home with you when it's over."

Cheng Ji panted and calmed himself down before saying, "Then we will leave the Nine Gates and the Crescent Hotel to them and go back to our own home."

"it is good."

"Bring your parents over to live with us."

"it is good."

"I don't want you to go through the bronze door."

This time Zhang Qiling did not say anything to Cheng Ji. In fact, Cheng Ji also knew that in order to ensure that the plan was foolproof, it had to be carried out strictly according to the plan. This was the case for the trip to Changbai Mountain and the same was true for the ten years in the sea of ​​sand.

Going in is the best option. Only by entering the bronze door and holding this last line of defense can we truly put an end to this matter.

Cheng Ji is not the kind of person who makes trouble for no reason. Since Zhang Qiling insists on going in, he will just let him go.

After all, he and Zhang Qiling still have a long time to spend together, so these ten years won't make a difference.

It just so happens that he can take advantage of these ten years to make proper arrangements for the Cheng family. They have entered a new era. The Cheng family’s previous conservative ideas are outdated, and Cheng Ji is not a pedantic and old-fashioned patriarch. He can adapt to the new era naturally.

Otherwise, the Cheng family would probably be the next Zhang family, and there would be a new 'it' that would try to replace them.

This is not what Cheng Ji wants to see. For the people of the Cheng family, the Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Fox bloodline should not be a bondage, and they should not guard the sacred mountain or Mount Emei for their entire lives.

However, he should be able to meet his brother Da Zhang's toxic fans soon. To be honest, he is quite looking forward to it.

Cheng Ji chuckled and leaned over Zhang Qiling's neck to take a deep breath.

I look forward to seeing how angry those people will be when they see Zhang Qiling, who was bewitched by this vixen and turned into a complete tyrant.

Let them be angry. They can’t beat him anyway, so they can only be angry.

Zhang Qiling looked at the unusual smile on the young man's lips, and subconsciously felt that someone was about to be in trouble.

His fingertips gently stroked the boy's hair, and he was thinking in his mind how he should cheer up his little fox when the time comes.

No matter who is unlucky, it must be their fault first.

No matter what the reason is, if you are beaten, you should stand at attention and take it.