Chapter 457: Can't Tell Who's the Boss? Training

Under such intrusion, Luo Qiqi let out a series of nasal sounds, a faint rosy glow suffusing her entire body, her cheeks burning hot; the unprecedented sensation made her body and soul tremble.

"Will you look down on me for being small?" While shy, Luo Qiqi could not help but feel a bit apprehensive.

"It's passable, much more substantial than when we first met; with more massage, it should be able to develop a bit more," Shen Yan smacked his lips and answered truthfully.

He really wasn't just trying to comfort her.

It barely reached a small B-cup, the standard for most girls.

Does more massage help with development?

Luo Qiqi was slightly stunned; it seemed there really had been such advice online. In the past, she had often been troubled by this issue and had specifically searched for methods online.

Unfortunately, the results were mediocre.

It is said that massage stimulation is the fastest and most effective path, but having never practiced it herself, she didn't know what the specific results were like.

Her eyes were brimming with moisture and full of anticipation: "Then you help me more in the future; it would be best if I could grow to the same level as Yue'er."

"Why are you comparing yourself to her?"

"You don't know how infuriating she is when she talks, saying you don't look down on me at all. What does that mean? I'm just a little small, but my face is still very pretty, okay?"

Speaking of this, Luo Qiqi was suddenly filled with indignation.

Then, a wave of satisfaction followed.

Hmph! Didn't you claim Shen Yan wouldn't look at me? Now you're still holding me and kissing me so obliviously.

In this situation, Shen Yan had no time to pay her any mind; his left hand circled her willow-thin waist, his right hand performed medical therapy, and he was busy having a grand time.

His mouth left her crystal lips, leaving traces one by one on her cheeks, neck, and earlobes.

Luo Qiqi's almond eyes were dazed, a strange feeling germinating from within her body and spreading throughout, as if countless ants were crawling on her.

From head to toe, she felt uncomfortable everywhere, yet it was something one had no heart to resist.

She even hoped Shen Yan could be more excessive.

Even after more than ten years of hard study.

For a moment, she actually couldn't find the right words to describe this feeling.

How could someone as experienced as Shen Yan not notice the little girl's unusual state? He grinned, not stopping his pace of aggression because of it.

He decisively grabbed that jade hand that wanted to refuse but was still welcoming, and placed it on the back of his neck.

To make it convenient to perform his "Dead Ghost" specialty.

"Ah..."

The sudden action once again fried the CPU of Luo Qiqi's brain.

Subconsciously, she hugged Shen Yan's head tightly, her body trembling involuntarily, just like a piano playing a symphony.

Her crystal lips exhaled puffs of hot air.

As the saying goes: "Hearing is not as good as seeing, seeing is not as good as experiencing."

At this very moment, she had a sudden flash of insight; no wonder the women in the instructional videos would show that... that expression of being unable to restrain their emotions.

No one could withstand it!

Luo Qiqi clamped her thighs together in restless impatience, saying with extreme shyness: "Don't tease people like this, okay? It's awfully uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable? Why do I feel like you're enjoying it?" Shen Yan's mouth hooked into a wicked smile, staring at the beauty in his arms with a sense of mischief.

"You're hateful!"

Luo Qiqi shyly and angrily punched him in the chest; her soft fist was weak and powerless, as if she were scratching an itch for someone, and Shen Yan returned the favor.

Even ten times more excessively than her.

Finally, Luo Qiqi could no longer endure this intrusion; her face was as red as a red Apple, and she said impatiently: "Carry me to the bed."

The implication was that she would surrender herself to Shen Yan tonight.

However.

Hearing this, Shen Yan was not as eager as she had expected; instead, he shook his head calmly and composedly: "It's getting late, you tidy up and go back first."

"What? You don't dare?"

Luo Qiqi pouted, clearly not very willing to leave now.

"It's not that I don't dare!" Shen Yan helped her put back on her slipped nightdress and kissed her on the face again.

"The timing isn't right; I haven't figured out how to explain it to Yue'er and the others."

Luo Qiqi snorted coldly, her expression full of resentment: "You're finally willing to admit it. The superb acting skills of you few are simply reaching the pinnacle of perfection; the Oscars should award you a golden statue. You play everyone in the palm of your hand; doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"What's the current market rate for a conscience? I've been a bit tight on cash lately."

Pfft!

That deadpan expression made Luo Qiqi burst into laughter.

What time was it, and this bastard still had the heart to joke.

However, it was precisely this mature and steady demeanor that made Luo Qiqi deeply fascinated by him.

A real man should be like this!

As long as you have enough ability, what's the harm in having a few more women.

"Then when do you plan to tell them?" Luo Qiqi was more concerned about this question.

She was very much looking forward to seeing what reaction Wu Yueer would have after knowing the situation.

The expression would definitely be quite spectacular!

Regarding this, Shen Yan had no bottom line in his heart either, only saying he would wait and see after a while.

Luo Qiqi was immediately unhappy: "How long is 'a while'? I don't want to be a little mouse that can't see the light. We are all your women, so you should treat us equally. If you can't open your mouth, I'll go say it."

Decisiveness was her style.

As the words fell, Luo Qiqi was about to get up and go downstairs to show her cards.

Shen Yan pulled her back in one motion and gave her backside a forceful pat, "Snap!" making a crisp sound: "Have you lost track of who's in charge? You're going to go talk to them? I forbid you from acting on your own, do you hear me?"

"Ah!" Luo Qiqi exclaimed, covering her little bottom with a face full of shock.

Since growing up, no one had ever hit her like that before.

Although this amount of force was neither painful nor itchy.

"Who told you not to give me a straight answer, making it feel like we're having an affair."

"Snap!" Her little bottom suffered a critical hit once again.

"Still daring to talk back?" Shen Yan glared at her, deciding to set some rules for this woman today.

Facing the man's incomparably overbearing posture, Luo Qiqi's heart raced like a startled deer.

She didn't know why, but not only did she not find this behavior annoying, she felt inexplicably happy instead.

It had always been her forcefully suppressing others; now, someone even more overbearing had appeared, explicitly forbidding her from doing this or that.

It felt... actually quite nice!

However, her silent demeanor, in Shen Yan's eyes, turned into another meaning.

A silent protest!

Defiance!

So Shen Yan slapped her again: "I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

"Heard... heard you!"

Coming back to her senses, Luo Qiqi was as docile as a little lamb.

Her body lay limp against Shen Yan.

"That's more like it!" Shen Yan nodded with satisfaction; the little wench was still sensible: "You shouldn't need me to teach you how to behave when we go back, right?"

"I know, but you can't keep wronging me forever." Luo Qiqi pouted, looking aggrieved.

At the same time, she secretly glanced sideways to observe Shen Yan's reaction.

Shen Yan's large hand landed on her fair, smooth thigh, and he said softly: "It's not that simple for you to integrate; they also have a bottom line for tolerance, and I don't want to lose the watermelon while picking up sesame seeds."

"When it comes down to it, you're just greedy."

"Then you can leave; I didn't force you."