Chapter 581: The Wolf Is Here
So, what does it mean to not only be able to touch heads?
Is it hinting that I can touch other places too?
Sang Zhe suddenly found himself in a bit of a quandary.
Nian Nian stood right in front of him.
Her rosy cheeks flushed, and the black-framed glasses perched on her delicate, fair nose added a few cute points for certain enthusiasts.
She squinted her eyes tightly, almost leaning forward slightly, her little head hovering near Sang Zhe’s chest, within reach of a cozy hug.
Everything seemed to suggest that Sang Zhe could go further, make even more intimate moves.
…But this is Nian Nian we’re talking about.
That little schemer who’s up to no good, a small devil full of creative ideas.
One moment she was furious because he accidentally touched her chest, giving himself a beating, and the next second, here she was acting like a cute little girlfriend, inviting him to touch her as he pleased.
Honestly, Sang Zhe wasn’t sure if Nian Nian was serious.
If he really could go further and touch her face or even her chest, why did she start by hitting him?
So, to play it safe, Sang Zhe decided to test the waters a little.
His hand slowly slid from Nian Nian’s head down to her ear, gently pinching her soft, pink earlobe.
“Umm…”
Nian Nian’s little body seemed to shiver, but she still kept her eyes tightly shut and said nothing.
Touching her earlobe was okay… Sang Zhe’s courage began to swell.
He gently reached out and pulled the petite Nian Nian into his embrace.
Nian Nian only let out a faint squeak but didn’t resist; her body was tensed up, as if super nervous.
Next up, the earlobe was just the beginning; Sang Zhe’s mischievous hand continued to slide down from her earlobe to her fair side profile.
In his arms, Nian Nian was as compliant as a little rabbit, frozen stiff with her back straight.
Carrying her felt soft and fragrant, oh-so-comfortable.
At that moment, Nian Nian’s face was turning crimson; under the assault of Sang Zhe’s hands, every nerve in her body felt incredibly sensitive, every inch of skin he touched was burning hot.
Finally, as his hand slowly glided to her chin, Sang Zhe gently lifted Nian Nian’s head.
Her shy gaze, which had been dodging, finally met Sang Zhe’s eyes.
Only now, at such a close distance, did Sang Zhe realize how adorably wet and slightly red Nian Nian’s eyes looked, as if she were about to cry from nervousness.
That kind of cuteness was enough to melt anyone’s heart.
“W-What are you doing…?”
Nian Nian suddenly spoke up.
Her voice lacked its usual confidence, as if she was trying to act casual while feeling guilty and evasively cute.
“I was just thinking, how come the little schemer is being so generous today?”
Sang Zhe said seriously, “You’re not trying to trick me into giving you an excuse to hit me again, are you?”
Nian Nian shot him a glare and suddenly pouted like she was truly mad:
“You’re the little schemer! If I wanted to hit you, would I need a reason? You wouldn’t dare fight back anyway.”
Well, that did make some sense.
So what did she mean by that?
“D-Don’t misunderstand, okay?”
Nian Nian huffed softly, feeling guilty: “This system just feels you’ve been diligently completing tasks for so long, collecting treasures and helping me find my dear friend Quan Neng.”
“While I wanted to give you some rewards, you really don’t lack anything right now.”
“And you’re just a stinky pervert whose only hobby is women.”
“Well…” her voice became softer, her cheeks even redder, “I just thought I might let you touch a little… like petting a cat.”
“Consider it… a reward…”
Sang Zhe stared at Nian Nian for a long time.
“Seriously.” He suddenly spoke.
“You’re so cute, and as reliable as a mother.”
“Being able to pet such a mother-like Nian Nian is way better than a cat!”
Nian Nian’s eyes turned watery in an instant.
“I-I’m not a cat…” Her voice was weak like a cat’s meow when resisting.
“Same thing.”
Seeing such a cute Nian Nian, Sang Zhe couldn’t hold back any longer, his expression screaming to go wild: “Then I won’t be polite! Let me have a taste!”
With that, he pouted and moved in to kiss.
Nian Nian’s face turned bright red, and in panic, she tried to resist futilely while urgently saying:
“Wait… I-I changed my mind!”
“Changed your mind? Too late for that!”
“Wait… hold on! The treasure is about to appear!”
“You think that same trick will work on me twice?”
Sang Zhe chuckled: “What era are we in that people still don’t know the story of the wolf coming?”
“You can’t use any excuse today; you, my little Nian Nian, were born to be kissed by your mommy~ mua mua~”
“W-Wait…”
As Nian Nian watched Sang Zhe’s face getting closer, she completely froze, even her throat felt dry.
In the end, she could only obediently close her eyes, her vivid and wet cherry lips quietly awaiting Sang Zhe’s embrace.
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But unfortunately, the next moment.
Sang Zhe didn’t get to kiss Nian Nian’s enticing cherry lips.
Feeling empty in his arms, Sang Zhe opened his eyes in confusion, realizing he had somehow found himself in a dense, old forest.
He still seemed to feel Nian Nian’s lingering warmth and fragrance, but it all felt unreal, like a dream.
“What the… what happened? Nian Nian?”
“Sorry to interrupt your moment.”
A cold voice suddenly rang out behind him; it was Yan Rouwan: “But now we have urgent matters.”
Sang Zhe gawked for a long time at the emptiness in his arms, his expression filled with misery.
“What could be more important than getting to kiss Nian Nian?”
“Didn’t she tell you?”
Yan Rouwan stared intently at a cave in the mountainside: “The treasure is about to appear.”
Only then did Sang Zhe realize the air around them felt different.
It was filled with a bizarre sense of distortion.
As if something was pressing against them.
…Turns out, Nian Nian wasn’t lying this time.
But it would have been better if she had. Sang Zhe felt like crying without tears.
“So, with Senior Sister Yan here, can’t you just recover the treasure yourself?”
Sang Zhe wore a face that screamed “forced to work overtime,” grumbling: “Why did you pull me here? What use am I?”
“Normally, I could certainly do it myself.”
Yan Rouwan’s gaze turned serious as she calmly looked at the cave’s entrance: “But unfortunately, this time it has to be you.”
“Why?”
“Because we’re late. Someone got there before us.”
Sang Zhe looked puzzled at the cave.
Then the next moment, as his pupils constricted.
A striking figure in radiant red slowly emerged from the cave.
The girl moved gracefully, her face as pure as a lotus flower, wearing a clean smile, her voice as clear as a mountain stream:
“Boss.”
“Are you looking for this?”
She gently stretched out her hand, a lotus flower resting quietly on her palm.
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