Magical Girl's Knight Brother

Chapter 658 Concern

The heavy oak door closed silently behind him, shutting out the cold discussion in the city lord's office about the Eternal Abyss, the Mad Artifact, and the Annihilation of the World.

Tang Zijun leaned against the door, wearily pinching her brow. Poseidon's trident... the Eternal Abyss... that divine artifact that could bring help but was also difficult to obtain... a hidden secret realm in the real dimension... each word symbolized enormous trouble.

He needs to calm down and needs some space to sort out this mess.

He walked heavily through the dimly lit corridor, back to the door of his private room on the top floor of the castle. Here, far from the noise below, he looked out at the Black City's tallest spire and the increasingly dark sky. He took a deep breath, trying to temporarily suppress those thoughts about the deep sea and madness.

Click.

The door lock clicked softly, and he pushed the door open.

Just as the door opened slightly.

A dark figure, accompanied by a fragrant breeze and rapid breathing, pounced out of the shadows behind the door like a cheetah that had been waiting for a long time.

The speed and the angle were completely unexpected.

Tang Zijun's pupils contracted slightly, and his body reacted instantly on instinct. He reached out with lightning speed and accurately grabbed the slender yet powerful wrist of the dark figure. It was cool and smooth to the touch, with a slight tremor.

"Who?!" Tang Zijun's voice carried a hint of wary coldness.

A soft, aggrieved hum rang out.

Tang Zijun stared intently, then froze.

The person whose wrist he was holding tightly was actually Qin Nan.

She was still wearing her slightly damaged mercenary uniform. Her usually mischievous face was now slightly flushed, and her clear eyes no longer held the anxiety and seriousness of before, but were instead filled with a layer of misty moisture.

She didn't care at all about her wrist being grabbed; instead, she used the force of Tang Zijun's grip to press her entire soft body against him.

"Boss~" she hummed in a muffled voice, her little head burying itself in Tang Zijun's neck without any hesitation. Her warm breath sprayed onto his sensitive skin, bringing an unbearable itch.

Tang Zijun's body froze instantly, like a statue that had been petrified.

He could clearly feel the girl's soft hair brushing against his chin, and smell the faint scent of magic mixed with her unique body fragrance.

"Qin Nan? You..." He tried to speak, but his voice was somewhat hoarse.

Qin Nan completely ignored his question. Instead, like a dog that had finally found its owner's scent, she sniffed his neck and shoulders with her small nostrils, making a satisfied and greedy inhalation sound. The action was as if Tang Zijun had been covered with some kind of fascinating and reassuring scent.

"Um...this is it..." she mumbled indistinctly, then rubbed against him more forcefully, her arms wrapping around Tang Zijun's waist naturally like an octopus, clinging tightly to him.

Tang Zijun felt an unbearable itch on his neck; the spot where she had brushed against him felt like it was being gently tickled by feathers. He instinctively wanted to push her away a little. "Qin Nan, stop fooling around, get down."

However, his attempts to push her away were futile against the girl's unreasonable clinging. Qin Nan not only didn't let go, but hugged him even tighter, burying her face in his shoulder, her muffled voice carrying a hint of pleading. "No, I won't get down. You have no idea how much I missed you while you were gone... You smell so good... It smells so comforting, like recharging..."

Tang Zijun: "6"

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He was completely speechless.

Having just returned from the wasteland, a place filled with radiation and gunpowder, I didn't smell particularly good.

However, when he looked down at Qin Nan, who was clinging to him like a koala, with her eyes closed and a look of contentment and dependence on her, his tense nerves actually relaxed a little under her childlike behavior.

With a helpless sigh, Tang Zijun gave up on the idea of ​​pulling her down. His stiff muscles slowly relaxed, and the hand that had been holding her wrist awkwardly and gently wrapped around her shoulder to prevent her from slipping down.

"Alright, stop hanging it by the door, what kind of look is that?" His voice softened a little, carrying a hint of indulgence that he himself didn't realize.

And so, Tang Zijun, half-carrying and half-dragging the clingy koala, walked into her room, looking somewhat disheveled and amused. The door closed gently behind her, shutting out the darkness of the corridor.

The room was simply and starkly furnished, reflecting the owner's style.

Tang Zijun gently placed Qin Nan into the large single sofa. Qin Nan sank into the soft cushions as if she had no bones, but the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, with a satisfied smile like a cat that had successfully stolen a bite.

But when Tang Zijun sat on the bed, she quickly got up and plopped down on Tang Zijun's lap.

"Go sit on the sofa and let me rest for a while."

"don't want!"

Hey... I never realized this girl was so clingy before.

Qin Nan wrapped her arms around Tang Zijun's neck, rested her head on his shoulder, twitched her little nose, and suddenly opened her mouth.

"...Did you take Shiyao with you when you went to the wasteland?"

"No way, you can smell that?" Tang Zijun exclaimed in surprise.

"No, Lao Chang told me."

"6

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"Hehe..." Qin Nan tilted her head back, her clear eyes sparkling with undisguised concern in the dim light, her fingers unconsciously tugging at Tang Zijun's collar. "Brother Tang, did you really not encounter any danger in the wasteland? Are there any particularly scary things in that canyon?"

Tang Zijun's arms naturally encircled her waist, feeling the warmth and softness of the girl's body. He gently patted her back with a soothing force. His deep voice was particularly clear in the quiet room as he patiently answered her question after question, describing the sandstorms of the wasteland, the steel torrent of omnics, and the strange singularity in the canyon that was eventually sealed away.

He deliberately omitted some of the troublesome parts, only selecting a few moments that would reassure her.

However, the girl in his arms was clearly not satisfied with simply listening. As Tang Zijun's steady voice flowed, Qin Nan's originally well-behaved little hands began to get busy. Her fingertips first curiously traced his slightly tired eyebrows and eyes, and then, as if they had their own consciousness, they quietly slipped into his slightly sloping collar and pressed against his warm and firm chest with a slight coolness.

Tang Zijun paused, then looked down at her.

Qin Nan immediately put on an innocent yet curious expression, blinking her big eyes as if her restless exploration just now was an unconscious action.

But Tang Zijun could clearly feel that her fingers, which were pressed against her chest, were drawing circles almost imperceptibly, bringing a subtle, tingling sensation that made her heart itch.

"Qin Nan!" Tang Zijun's voice carried a hint of warning as she tried to grab Qin Nan's mischievous hand.

"Hmm? Brother Tang, please continue..." Qin Nan not only did not restrain herself, but instead, like a nimble little fish, she twisted her wrist and broke free, pressing her whole body even closer to him, her warm breath carrying the unique fragrance of a young girl, deliberately spraying it on his sensitive neck.

A faint blush rose to her cheeks, and the concern in her eyes had quietly faded away, replaced by a mixture of attachment, longing, and a bold, youthful fervor.

It is said that young girls are full of spring fever, let alone her, a young girl who has just tasted the sweetness of love and has become accustomed to it. After suppressing her longing for a long time, once she confirmed that he had returned safely, it was like spring water being released, surging and breaking through the dam of reason.

Tang Zijun was still trying to maintain her boss's authority, continuing to answer her earlier questions about Fang Xin.

The reason we entrusted him with control of the AI ​​Legion was because of his achievements and accomplishments during this period, and it was also the safest option at present... But his defenses were already crumbling under the girl's youthful yet incredibly persistent offensive.

Qin Nan's lips had already pressed against his earlobe without him noticing, whispering in a breathy voice, with a hint of cunning and an irresistible charm. "Continue...you continue..." Before she could finish speaking, her warm, soft lips, with an awkward yet incredibly passionate tentative touch, gently pressed against Tang Zijun's lips.

It was as if something exploded in Tang Zijun's mind.

"You..." Tang Zijun's voice, filled with helplessness and a kind of ignited fire, was cut off by Qin Nan's deeper kiss, her movements urgent and haphazard.

Once the defenses are breached, there's nothing left to worry about.

Soon, one piece of clothing after another, like butterfly wings, silently fluttered onto the cold carpet, under the warm yellow light—!

Under the light, the lines undulate and intertwine in the interplay of light and shadow.

About an hour later.

The door to the room was carefully opened a crack, just enough for a slender figure to slip out.

Qin Nan peeked out, her cheeks still flushed with a lovely blush, like a ripe peach.

Her eyes were watery and misty, but a sweet, satisfied smile played on her lips. She was wearing a large shirt that clearly belonged to Tang Zijun, which barely covered her upper thighs, revealing two smooth and straight long legs.

She tiptoed out, her movements as nimble as a cat's, and gently closed the door behind her. Her gaze swept quickly across the empty corridor before settling on the shadow of a stone pillar at the end of the corridor.

In the shadows, Little Gray was tilting its head, its beady green eyes darting around, looking like a clever lookout.

Qin Nan beckoned to Xiao Hui with a smug and playful gesture, mouthing "Done!" Xiao Hui immediately flapped its wings and flew over silently.

"withdraw."

Qin Nan whispered her instructions, her face revealing undisguised joy and shyness.

Immediately, her figure, like an elf blending into the shadows, flashed lightly with Little Gray and disappeared completely at the deep end of the corridor, leaving only a faint, sweet fragrance in the air.

The room returned to silence.

Tang Zijun lay on his back on the large bed, a thin blanket casually draped over his body. He closed his eyes, his breathing even and deep, and he was already fast asleep.

The gloom between his brows eased at this moment, and a relaxed smile, which he himself was unaware of, seemed to linger at the corners of his mouth.

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