Chapter 373: Volume 1 Chapter 373: I Insist on Trying the Bitterness of Love (13)

Jiang Zhi rubbed his curly hair with a smile, joking: "You're letting me handle the money this fast? Are you planning to marry me?"

Ning Xun suddenly stopped, lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jiang Zhi also felt the joke went too far, saying: "Don't take it seriously, I was just joking."

Ning Xun raised his forehead, expressionlessly saying: "I took it seriously."

Jiang Zhi didn't quite hear his words clearly: "What?"

The youth strode forward, standing before her, his dark eyes unfathomable, gazing at the woman's slightly curved smile at her lips, his heart swaying, his voice low and heavy: "If you say such things again, I will take them seriously."

Jiang Zhi shifted the topic to their age: "I'm seven years older than you."

She is 25 this year, while he just turned 18.

Ning Xun: "I don't care."

Jiang Zhi hummed, feeling a little itchy from his soft curly hair brushing against her, she stepped back laughing and pushed his shoulder: "So itchy~hahaha~"

Ning Xun suddenly reached out and encircled her slender waist, letting her feel his scorching hot body, his hoarse low voice full of desire.

"Zhizhi, help me."

Jiang Zhi unintentionally touched his abdomen, covered with eight-pack abs, listening to the youth's whimpering sobs.

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

After over an hour, Jiang Zhi's fingers felt sore and painful, and she finally felt like a cold, unfeeling robot.

Ning Xun lay on her shoulder, deeply inhaling her body scent, his body heating up again.

Jiang Zhi immediately dodged, stopping at a corner far from him, angrily saying: "Ning Xun, enough!"

Ning Xun's dark eyes were bathed in the yellowish light, adding a touch of tenderness to his cold expression as he stared straight at her silhouette.

The lightly curled brown hair hanging over her forehead lifted a few strands, carrying her scent.

【Villain Ning Xun's Love Points: 96】

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They lived together shamelessly for a month.

The Love Points finally reached the maximum.

Ning Xun will go abroad tomorrow to participate in MSI; MSI is one of the international tournaments of League of Legends, second only to the World Championship in weight.

Hua Guo sent two teams to the competition venue; for the past few years, the championship had always been won by H Country, which had dominated LoL for years, while the year before last it was won by the team YK that Ning Xun belonged to—at that time he was radiant, hailed as the most promising prodigy player, with many strong overseas teams regarding him as their biggest rival on the road to the championship.

Therefore, expectations for him nationwide were extremely high.

These days Ning Xun has been looking for an opportunity to ask her if she wants to go with him.

But fearing her refusal, he delayed until tonight to speak up.

The youth's nerves were especially tense, wanting to speak but holding back.

He didn't want to part from her; even if it were only a brief month, he was unwilling.

Jiang Zhi had long noticed his odd behavior, so she sat down opposite him and got straight to the point: "Are you asking whether I'll accompany you to the venue?"

Ning Xun pressed his thin lips together and nodded.

Jiang Zhi thought for a moment and said: "Forget it~you go on your own, I want to stay home."

Ning Xun's shoulders slumped helplessly, like a frost‑hit eggplant, his fingers resting on his legs gripping tightly.

After a while.

Jiang Zhi said: "I was teasing you."

Ning Xun suddenly lifted his gaze, looking at her in astonishment.

Jiang Zhi broke into a faint smile, looking exceptionally beautiful in the light, radiating gorgeous colors.

"I want to go with you, to watch you shine on the stage with my own eyes~"

Ning Xun fell silent for a few seconds, then abruptly stood up, lifted her horizontally, and walked toward the bedroom.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhi struggled: "I still have to get up early tomorrow."

Ning Xun said expressionlessly: "Just in time to adjust the time difference."

The youth's passion flared again as he fiercely kissed her lips, hearing the alluring sounds leaking from the gap between her lips, his fingers gripping her slender waist uncontrollably tight, her cheeks flushing a gorgeous red, as bewitching as if awaiting to be plucked.

Even after kissing her countless times, Ning Xun remained sunk in it, unable to extricate himself.

Dark, malicious thoughts welled up in his heart one after another.

He imagined weaving a golden cage to lock her inside, for this life and the next, forever belonging only to him.

The image of her drowning in desire, the image of her burying her face in his pillow and weeping……

"Zhizhi~Zhizhi~"

——Will you go to hell with me?

The flight at eight o'clock the next morning.

As Jiang Zhi slept soundly, the youth dressed and washed her, taking full advantage of the situation.

She slept straight through to the afternoon.

When she woke up, she was already in a luxurious hotel in the center of W Guo.

Ning Xun had opened a presidential suite just for her, while the other teammates stayed in rooms across the hallway.

The venue was not far from the hotel, the Top Dome Stadium, where at that moment crowds of fans from various countries filled the stands, all there to watch the MSI global match.

Ning Xun pushed a food cart to the bedside, poured water and handed it to her.

"Drink some water."

Jiang Zhi gave him a glare.

Ning Xun turned his face away, presenting an austere, chaste demeanor.

I won't be like that again.

Jiang Zhi let out a snort, drank the glass of water, and was famished.

After finishing his meal, Ning Xun was called by Coach He to train.

Only she remained in the vast house.

Jiang Zhi first finished today's update, then went to the floor-to-ceiling window.

This is the hotel's top floor; looking down, you can see the outside scenery.

She looked for a while, saw the boy still hadn't returned, felt bored, and wanted to go outside for a walk.

Just as she stepped out, a foreigner approached; upon seeing her, he was struck dumb by her beauty.

"Beautiful lady, do you have a boyfriend?"

He spoke in English she could understand, approaching step by step.

Jiang Zhi replied coldly: "Yes."

The foreigner was tall, with dark gray short hair, handsome features, and deep blue eyes that gazed at her with deep affection.

"Can we just be friends?"

Just as Jiang Zhi was about to refuse, the boy from the elevator strode up to her, pressed his thin lips together, and spoke English in a low, cold tone.

"Kevin, she doesn't associate with male friends."

The fingers gripping her wrist tightened slightly, pulling her behind him, shielding her completely.

The foreigner named Kevin, speaking broken Chinese, said disappointedly: "Ning Xun, your possessiveness is too strong."

Having said that, he turned and entered the opposite suite.

Ning Xun took her hand and returned to the room.

His face was cold and stern, his pupils black and frightening.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhi asked: "Are you angry?"

Ning Xun's eyelids lifted, his face betraying his thoughts with anger.

"He shouldn't be pestering you!"

Jiang Zhi let out a light laugh, pinched his cold white fingers, and gently said: "I don't like him; the person I like is you."

Ning Xun couldn't help adding: "Only me."

Jiang Zhi nodded indulgently, kissed the corner of his lips, and whispered: "Only you."

The boy's eyes darkened, his deep gaze falling on her lips.

Struggling to restrain himself, he whispered hoarsely: "Next time I'll kiss you."

Last night went on very late; she only woke up this afternoon, and he couldn't bear to tire her.

Jiang Zhi found him adorable, covered her mouth and laughed, then reached out to pinch his cheeks.