Chapter 39 Delicate
After adding the friend, Chi Yin urged impatiently: "Hurry up and leave, Ji Chengyun will be back soon!"

Duan Jing took a quick glance and clearly saw the note to Ji Chengyun on Chi Yin's terminal.

The hook rate is 1%?

Ha ha.

"No hurry." He smiled, sat down slowly, raised the fox tail behind him, and tapped the table lightly, one by one, with oppression.

"First, tell me what this 1% seduction degree means? What does this 1% include? Hug? Forced kiss? Temporary marking? Or having sex?"

"Hmm, no, there shouldn't be any sex. 1% is too early, right?"

As he asked, he stared at Chi Yin without blinking, as if he was observing something and would not miss a single micro-expression.

He was clearly asking and answering his own questions, but Chi Yin always felt that if he shook his head, Duan Jing would pounce on him and go crazy.

She pretended to be calm and sneered, "Why do you care so much? Don't you want to be my male lover?"

"But the teacher will not be your male lover." Duan Jing said firmly: "He is well-known in the empire for his purity of mind and desires, and anyone with a sense of shame would not do such a thing that would lower one's status."

Not bad, not bad, this is a very good attitude!
Keep it up, so that when she goes into forced captivity, they will feel greatly insulted, and then...

kill her.

"It's not your turn to take care of my affairs!" Chi Yin was quite satisfied, and said with an impatient expression:

"Get out of here now, I don't want to go through the same bad experience again!"

"Why are you in such a hurry? You don't really think that the teacher left here just now because of your luck, right?"

Chi Yin frowned. Isn’t it?

After a while, Duan Jing's pheromones had subsided, the symptoms of hunger and thirst were under control, and he was no longer weak.

He seemed to have returned to normal, and he lazily supported his chin and laughed:

"I just instructed my subordinate to send an urgent message to the teacher. Don't worry, he won't be back for a while today."

It turned out to be the case.

Chi Yin's tense heart finally relaxed.

While Chi Yin was relaxing, Duan Jing stretched out his right hand and took Chi Yin's terminal. He opened the address book and saw the note Chi Yin had left for him:
Sao male.

Duan Jing's face suddenly turned dark.

Before seeing it, he still had fantasies, but now...

Duan Jing was so angry that his mouth curled up, and a dangerous mist filled his peach blossom eyes.

Why is it that Ji Chengyun's note was "1% of the degree of seduction", but when it was his turn, it was just these two perfunctory words?

How is he worse than Ji Chengyun?

He is young, handsome and in good health, and his pheromones smell better than the old man's bland orchid scent. How come he can't compare to him?

"Why did you take my terminal!" Chi Yin struggled to snatch back his gaming device, and when he saw the interface was stuck on the address book, he clenched his hands.

Awkward, he saw this note.

Sure enough, the next moment, Duan Jing slapped his hands on the table, his tail slapped the ground, and he protested with misty eyes, "It's too ugly, change the note for me!"

"I don't care! I want to make the same notes as Ji Chengyun!"

Knowing that he was in the wrong, Chi Yin quietly corrected the notes.

The hooking degree is 1%, exactly the same as Ji Chengyun.

I thought Duan Jing would have nothing to say, but he continued: "Our relationship now is at least closer than that with Ji Chengyun, so how can it be both 1%?" It was really puzzling. She had never seen anyone who would even compare this.

“Intimate?” Chi Yin laughed and mercilessly said, “We’ve only known each other for less than two days. I think 1% is too much, at most 0.5%.”

“…0.5%?” The voice became lower and lower.

His sight stayed on the soft and fragrant part of the girl's body that was revealed when she spoke. Duan Jing's Adam's apple moved slightly, his mouth became dry, and he felt that his skin hunger was starting to strike again.

His magnetic voice turned hoarse, and he said abruptly: "I just pleased you, how should I serve you now?"

Chi Yin raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then taunted: "Consul, you just said that you would never be my male lover, isn't it a bit embarrassing to say so now?"

"A male concubine is a male concubine, and serving is serving." Duan Jing has his own twisted logic.

Seeing the handsome and romantic consul in front of him who was still trying to cling to the ridiculous dignity in his heart at the last moment, Chi Yin sneered and grabbed Duan Jing's hair, forcing him to look up.

Because she stretched her neck, her Adam's apple became more obvious.

Chi Yin flicked his Adam's apple disdainfully with her finger, as if teasing a kitten or a puppy.

"When serving others, you must have a serving attitude. Remember, I don't like to look up to others."

A slight pain came from his Adam's apple and quickly spread to his limbs. Duan Jing felt his body go limp and he fell to the ground the next moment.

Although he lowered his posture, he did not kneel down. His pair of wine-red peach blossom eyes were full of teasing, with slightly red corners, and his gaze was glued to Chi Yin's face.

Even when looking up, her elegance and dignity remain unchanged.

Chi Yin lowered his eyes and looked down at Duan Jing, his eyes became subtle.

Because the shallow marks on Duan Jing's neck were similar to the red marks on Ji Chengyun's neck before.

That glaring red mark seemed to have stained a noble work of art with filthy desire, making it no longer pure and flawless.

Noticing where Chi Yin's gaze rested, Duan Jing raised his hand and touched his neck, raised his eyebrows, and said in a brisk tone:
"This thing on my neck looks very similar to the one on the teacher's neck, right? Which one do you think is redder?"

"You're even comparing this to me." Chi Yin sneered, "Are all the previous governors of the empire as despicable as you?"

She sat up and raised her legs, kicked Duan Jing in the chest, and drove him away mercilessly, "If you don't want to be a male concubine, go away."

Even through the slippers, Chi Yin could still feel the thin muscles on the man's chest, which were a bit hard, so she couldn't help but increase her strength.

Duan Jing suddenly gasped, his peach blossom eyes were like flowing red wine, and his whole body fell limply, but his slender hands grabbed the guide's white feet, gently rubbing them with his fingertips, not letting go for a long time.

I don't know who is serving whom.

"Pervert!" Chi Yin's face turned red and he was a little annoyed. He stood up quickly, kicked the person under his feet away and was about to leave.

But the next moment, Duan Jing suddenly stood up and hugged her in his arms, and they both fell to the ground.

"What are you doing!" Chi Yin pushed the man away, her face filled with anger.

This is normal. Pirates who always like to be sought after would never be willing to be humiliated and suppressed by others.

A satisfied moan escaped from Duan Jing's lips. He rubbed his body gently against hers, his red lips pressed tightly against hers, as soft as spring water.

"You kicked me and slapped me in the face, but I'm not angry. You have to give me some sweetness."

The strong peach blossom-scented pheromones stuck to the girl's body, and Duan Jing became even more excited. He kissed Chi Yin's red lips, and her lips trembled as they traced her outline, making him tremble all over.

No more.

The next moment, Duan Jing's cheeks flushed and his young body fainted from excitement.

Tsk, his hunger and thirst seem to be getting worse.

How can you get dizzy just by touching someone?
(End of this chapter)

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