The Uncrowned King of the Peninsula

Chapter 148 It won’t hurt if I wash it
The night was deep, and the cold wind of Seoul's winter night swept across like an icy steel whip, chilling people to the bone. It was barely blocked by the exterior walls of the old apartment building.

The room was small, and even breathing made it gradually warmer. Carbon dioxide exhaled from the nose lingered in the room, making the air hotter and hotter.

Gradually, Pei Yongjun felt a little breathless in the narrow room of six square meters.

It's really strange. Pei Yongjun hasn't exercised in such an environment for a long time.

Fortunately, he maintained his fitness habits, allowing his muscles to cope with the hot and humid air.

"Editor-in-chief nim..." It seems that Kwon Eun-bi's petite body does not have such good qualities.

Her voice trembled slightly, her face as delicate as fire, pressed against the cold wall, greedily hoping for a bit of coolness, "I, I..."

"You, please, don't..."

She was confused, her words were intermittent, and she didn't even know what she was saying.

Although she had made all the mental preparations, when everything really became a reality, she felt that the impact Pei Yongjun brought to her still exceeded the experience she had searched on the Internet.

It seems like it’s been a long time, right?

However, compared to the not-so-wonderful first memory from the Internet, fortunately, because he was the team leader, when she came in wrapped in a bath towel, as soon as she felt his gaze, her body was already ready.

The process went smoothly at the beginning, but later she gradually couldn't keep up with the rhythm. She felt as if her soul was floating away and her muscles were mechanically supporting her body.

Quan Enfei lowered her head, pressed her hands against the wall, her sacroiliac joints were loose, and she struggled to cope with him. The sound in her throat was sobbing, like a wet string being plucked again and again.

"Don't..." Suddenly, her sweaty palms slid against the wall, and her upper body, which had been barely holding on, suddenly relaxed and fell onto the quilt. The muscles in her waist and abdomen tightened in response.

"call……"

Pei Yongjun stared at the pale wall in front of him and had to tighten his muscles. His hands that were pinching her tender waist couldn't help but tighten, resisting the strange feeling of his nerve endings as if a knife was scraping across them.

"Hmm..." As if a dam had burst, Queen Kwon's muscles tightened all over her body.

She pressed her hands against the wall, trying hard to grab something, but could only rub against the smooth wall in vain. She had no choice but to curl up her toes hard, and an extremely unbearable, soft and hot sound came out of her throat.

Pei Yongjun lowered his head and looked at her white and tender toes that were spasming and tightening, and her wrinkled soles. He narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and enjoyed the most beautiful moment.

After a long time, Concubine Quan's tense feet slowly relaxed and she began to breathe deeply.

Pei Yongjun pulled her arm, and she obediently propped herself up, but her legs felt numb, her body suddenly softened, and she fell down.

There was a faint sound of a wine bottle cork being removed in the air.

"Hmm..." Queen Kwon buried her face in the sheets as if she was too embarrassed to see anyone, and covered her face tightly with her arms on the left and right, feeling extremely shy.

"What's wrong?" Pei Yongjun's slightly panting voice came from behind his head.

"It's nothing, my legs are numb." She said intermittently, "I'm sorry."

"Don't say sorry at this time." Pei Yongjun laughed softly.

She felt her nest sink, making a slight creaking sound.

Pei Yongjun also climbed up.

Team leader, do you want to take a break?
Quan Enfei was lying on her stomach, too embarrassed to look up at him, so she moved inward to make room for Pei Yongjun.

But just as she moved in, she was suddenly grabbed again, and then flipped back by a strong hand. She turned over and looked up.

Pei Yongjun's face was lying above her.

"Where are you running to?" he asked.

"Editor-in-chief, do you want to lie down in there?" Kwon Eun-bi's voice was a little dull, as if she hadn't come back to her senses yet.

"If you want to lie down, there's no rush." Pei Yongjun held her slender ankles, slowly opened his arms, pushed open her plump and soft thighs, and admired the smooth curve of her calves.

"Well?"

Only then did Queen Kwon realize that it was not over yet.

"Editor-in-chief nim..." Her breathing became heavy, and her white and tender little toes curled up again.

Being stared at by Bae Yong-jun, Kwon Eun-bi felt embarrassed with her remaining sanity.

Her hair was disheveled, and her cheeks were stained with tears and saliva, leaving some marks that made her itchy.

She raised her arms to cover her burning cheeks, not wanting Pei Yongjun to see her in such a terrible state.

"What are you blocking?" Pei Yongjun was admiring the tear marks on her face, which, combined with the tiny teardrop mole at the corner of her eye, made her look charming and seductive.
He put his hands together, held her ankles with one hand, and reached down with the other hand to push away Concubine Kwon's arm.

However, Concubine Quan covered her face tightly, her voice full of shame.

"No, don't look."

"Be obedient." Pei Yongjun said.

But Concubine Kwon finally resisted his words.

"Well, you don't have to look." Pei Yongjun seemed to have given up. Quan Enfei felt relieved, but then she felt a chill on her chest, as if something cool and hard touched her.

When she opened her eyes and looked, she found that Pei Yongjun was holding the trainee ID card that she had just thrown on the bed and placed it on her chest.

He stopped looking at his own face and instead stared at his picture on the card, his eyes narrowed.

"I…"

Concubine Quan was so ashamed and angry that she felt like her whole body was burning, but she had no power to resist.
She was speechless.

"Editor-in-Chief..."

After a long time, Concubine Quan Eunfei finally came to her senses and felt as if she was about to die.

My chest feels a little cold.

She opened her eyes, only to find that the card on her chest was a little dirty and sticky.

She felt that her brain, which had finally cooled down, was overheating again.

"I'm sorry, Eunbi."

Pei Yongjun lowered his head, breathing heavily, staring at the card he had soiled and her dignified and serious photo on the card.

"But it's beautiful."

He couldn't help it again.

"Are you okay?" He looked at Queen Kwon, watching her lips slightly open and closed.

"Editor-in-chief, I, I can do it." Kwon Eun-bi's voice was a little weak, her cheeks flushed, but she didn't say a word of refusal.

"I'll try my best to entertain you."

There was a serious look in Kwon Eun-bi's big watery eyes, as if she was doing something of great significance. Her chest rose and fell with her breathing, and the dirty card slowly slid down with the rise and fall.

She lets you take whatever you want and takes whatever you want. This attitude really makes people want to test where her bottom line is.

He looked at her charming little teardrop mole, his eyes moving down across her fiery cheeks and small chin, then across her collarbone and onto the card.

"Will it hurt if I bite it?"

He picked up the card and stared at Quan Enfei's plump red lips.

Kwon Eunbi looked at him with her watery eyes, then slowly took the card in her mouth.

Pei Yongjun couldn't help it.

The room became hot again.

(End of this chapter)