Chapter 374

The boy who was being bullied by her muttered.

"You're too good-looking."

Jiang Zhi questioned: "Good looks aren't enough?"

Ning Xun rubbed against her palm that was pinching his own cheek, saying nothing.

Everyone's eyes would fall on her, coveting her, wanting to possess her…

He was unwilling.

He only wanted her eyes to see only him.

The boy thought morbidly obsessively.

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In the following days, aside from coming back to sleep at night, Ning Xun spent all other time being summoned by Coach He for training.

The MSI tournament was about to begin.

Meanwhile, Jiang Zhi was taking a taxi to the airport to pick up her friend Xiao Li.

Xiao Li's full name was Li Qianqian; she came from a wealthy family and had never worried about money since birth, but she had her own hobbies, liking to chase stars and often traveling to various countries to see idols.

Upon learning that Jiang Zhi was in W Country, she immediately booked a flight and arrived here this afternoon at the airport.

When she saw her, Li Qianqian had a lot to ask.

"Xiao Zhi, you're moving fast enough! Going abroad on a honeymoon with a wild man!"

Jiang Zhi replied helplessly: "It's not a honeymoon; I'm accompanying him to compete."

Li Qianqian, as a seasoned star-chaser, recalled W Country's recent events, resting her chin on her hand and said: "These days W Country hasn't had any sports competitions…… except, right, the Heaven Top Gymnasium is hosting an esports tournament; your boyfriend is an esports player, right?"

Jiang Zhi responded, "Yes."

Li Qianqian knew that esports had been huge lately, with esports players frequently trending; even though she doesn't play games, she knows a few players.

The most famous among them is an ADC player from YK, Ning Xun.

For a while she shipped Ning Xun and support Wuzihang; their CP name was Patrol CP, and the bottom lane duo had perfect chemistry, especially loving.

In reality, although Ning Xun doesn't like to talk, when Wuzihang speaks to him, he responds.

Thus this made all the CP fans scream.

Oh my god, Xiao Zhi, is your boyfriend a player from the YK team or the OP team?

The two teams sent out by Hua Guo are YK and OP.

Jiang Zhi's phone rang at this moment.

She saw the incoming call number on it, which the boy had changed to the note 'husband'.

It shows how flirtatious he is.

Not long after she left, he kept sending her messages; Jiang Zhi replied briefly, and when the boy learned she was going out, he reacted strongly, called to say he would send her to the airport, but Jiang Zhi refused.

What business does a boy have intruding on her and her best friend's private world?

After being refused, the boy kept calling incessantly.

His possessiveness is terrifyingly strong.

Li Qianqian saw the call note and exclaimed in surprise, 'The note's been changed to husband, impressive, Xiao Zhi!'

Jiang Zhi helplessly explained, 'I didn't change it.'

If it wasn't Xiao Zhi who changed it, then it must be her boyfriend; Li Qianqian shyly shrugged her shoulders and said, 'He's quite clingy, answer it, it's fine.'

She secretly thought that among the two teams, there were two who were so puppy-like and clingy: one was YK's top laner, with a delicate doll-like face, and the other was OP's mid laner, who spoke in a soft, childish tone, like a minor.

Jiang Zhi still hung up and replied to his message.

［Zhizhi：I want to accompany my best friend shopping; I'll be back very late today, brother, focus on training！］

The other side replied instantly.

［My training ended early today, Zhizhi, I want to accompany you。］

［Zhizhi：No！］

After sending the last message, she immediately set her phone to silent.

Li Qianqian, seeing this, hurriedly said, 'Don't argue with him for my sake; I'm fine.'

Jiang Zhi pressed her aching temples and said, 'It's not for you; these few days I've been here, I haven't properly gone out to stroll, I've just stayed in the hotel, I'm about to die of boredom.'

After speaking, she took a deep breath, smiled, and said, 'Don't mind him, let's go; I haven't been to W Country yet.'

Li Qianqian linked arms with her, nodded, and said, 'Sure, I've been here many times; I'll take you around properly.'

A marble sculpture of European architecture stood in the center of the square, white pigeons soaring, brilliant sunshine breaking through the clouds over the town, in the distance stood a solemn white church, and from afar came an ethereal, lingering song.

After shopping all day, they bought many big and small packages and carried them back to the hotel.

Li Qianqian had bought a house nearby; before parting, Jiang Zhi handed her a stadium ticket.

"Please watch the match~"

Li Qianqian took the ticket, smiling, and said, 'Okay, see you tomorrow~ Go back and sweet-talk your boyfriend well; don't let him blame me for ruining your private world.'

Jiang Zhi sighed: 'Alright, you can go back.'

Watching her best friend leave, she turned and prepared to walk toward the hotel behind her.

Not far away, she saw a familiar figure—it was Ning Xun.

He didn't know how long he had stood there; dressed in a pure black uniform, his figure was straight and slender, his whole body exuding a cold aura that kept people from approaching.

Outside, several gossip reporters hid, secretly filming his silhouette.

Jiang Zhi gritted her teeth, her steps unceasing, she headed straight for the hotel lobby.

As she passed by him, her wrist was unsurprisingly grabbed by him; in a blink, she was pressed into the boy's embrace, unable to move an inch.

"Ning Xun!" she anxiously called his name, struggling in his embrace, lowered her voice and said: "There are paparazzi! Let go of me!"

The force of Ning Xun's hand around her waist seemed to want to embed her into flesh and blood, and a chill of repressed emotion rose in his throat.

"I saw it, the picture of you hugging her."

The boy's words were bewildering, and Jiang Zhi hadn't reacted yet: "What?"

Ning Xun loosened his grip a little, one hand around her waist, the other cupping her pink, delicate cheek, his brows and eyes heavy with impending danger, he said: "You're mine, right?"

Jiang Zhi raised a hand between them, nervously reminding him: "There are paparazzi outside; they'll catch us!"

The boy has enormous influence online; every move of his draws widespread attention, let alone that he has a girlfriend—surely many female fans will turn away, and even his reputation could be affected.

Ning Xun bent down, ignoring the cameras raised outside frantically shooting, he pinched her jaw and slowly leaned in, saying: "Perfect."

Let everyone know she's his.

"You're crazy!" Jiang Zhi sensed something wrong, tried to back away, but the boy gripped her jaw tightly, and then came a frenzied, ravaging kiss covering her lips.

Unlike his usual gentleness, the boy seemed to be venting something, sucking her soft tongue, full of dangerous aggression.

Jiang Zhi's eyes reddened at the corners; she wanted to escape his restraint, but her strength gradually faded, tears soaked her lashes and fell between their lips and teeth.

The boy finally released her, took off his coat and covered her face with it, his hot breath falling into the hollow of her neck.

The woman wept silently, her whole body trembling, her beautiful face wet and flushed.

Ning Xun panicked completely, fumbling to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, a piercing, tearing pain surfaced in his chest.

"Don't cry… Zhizhi… please don't cry, okay?"