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Chapter 217: 157. Targeted by a Fox Demon
Chapter 217: 157. Targeted by a Fox Demon
Chapter 217: 157. Targeted by a Fox Demon
January 14th, evening.
Zhongyuan Building No. 8, dormitory 603.
In the living room.
Lin Zichen sat on the sofa browsing through news on his smartphone.
Out of 10 news items, 8 were related to Exotic Beasts.
In recent days, for unknown reasons, the frequency of Exotic Beasts appearances in Shanhai City soared, resulting in dozens of injuries.
Coupled with the sudden emergence of strange plants around the city a while ago, the citizens were all panicking.
Why do these anomalies only appear in Shanhai City?
What exactly is happening to Shanhai City?
Has the government been investigating for so long without finding the cause?
Lin Zichen’s brows knit together slightly as he felt a bit uneasy.
While he was lost in thought,
Shen Qinghan, who was reading a book next to him, put down her book and looked at him, saying,
“Xiao Chen, the freshmen competition is tomorrow, and it’s my first time participating in such an official contest, I’m a bit nervous.”
Her old problem had flared up again.
Easily getting nervous.
It was a sign of lack of confidence.
There was nothing she could do, she was used to being mediocre before.
Even though she had become a top genius now, she still carried the mentality of an academic underachiever.
Lin Zichen placed his hand on her delicate little foot and said as he gently massaged it:
“Times have changed.”
“You’re now one of the most top-notch geniuses in the school, and your strength far exceeds your peers.”
“You should feel excited about the start of the freshmen competition tomorrow, not nervous.”
“That’s easy for you to say, but I just can’t help feeling nervous,” Shen Qinghan said, quite troubled.
Lin Zichen comforted her, “Don’t worry, once you participate in more competitions and win more on the Martial Stage, you’ll naturally stop feeling nervous.”
Shen Qinghan: “Xiao Chen, do you think it’s possible for us to become opponents?”
“It’s possible, and highly likely at that.”
“Highly likely?”
“Yes, highly likely.”
After saying this, Lin Zichen explained, “Your strength should only be slightly lesser than mine and Li Moyu’s. As long as you don’t run into Li Moyu too early and you advance smoothly, you’re 100% going to face me, and it’s even possible that we’ll meet in the finals.”
“What about Ma Xiwei?” Shen Qinghan said with little confidence, “She’s very formidable, I don’t think I necessarily match up against her.”
Lin Zichen disagreed, “She’s no match for you.”
“Am I really that formidable?”
“You are.”
After saying that, Lin Zichen added, “And not just Ma Xiwei, even Li Moyu might not necessarily be better than you.”
Shen Qinghan shook her head, “You’re exaggerating, there’s no way I can compare with Li Moyu.”
“You can compare, don’t underestimate yourself.”
“…”
The two of them started to chat sporadically about the upcoming freshmen competition.
As they chatted,
Shen Qinghan withdrew her foot from Lin Zichen’s hand, stood up, sat on his thighs facing him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and said with a smile, “I suddenly feel a little greedy, I want to taste you.”
After saying that, she leaned in and kissed Lin Zichen.
She kissed him with passion.
Lin Zichen embraced her waist and responded to her with enthusiasm.
[You’re kissing someone, Qi-Blood +1, Kissing Skill +1, XX Flexibility +1]
After who knows how long,
the two separated with slightly disordered breathing, savoring the wonderful sensation of the kiss they just shared.
“It feels so good not to have to wear diapers.”
Shen Qinghan licked her lips, feeling the lightness of her lower body, and couldn’t help but remark.
Ever since she enslaved the gene of the Azure Jellyfish King and mastered the ability to control water, she no longer worried about wetting her pants.
She still felt the urge to pee, but she could control the movement of water inside her body, effortlessly holding it in, not like before when she had to clench her legs together as soon as she felt the urge.
“I think wetting your pants is not a flaw,” Lin Zichen said teasingly, “Honestly, I kind of miss the you who used to wet your pants all the time.”
“You’re so perverted.”
“You’re the dirty little girl; I’m the big pervert, we’re a match made in heaven.”
“Dirty little girl, big pervert, doesn’t sound bad actually, kind of has the vibe of ‘Heroes of a Unique Pair’. ”
Shen Qinghan said with a smile.
After saying this, she looked into Lin Zichen’s eyes and coyly cooed, “Xiao Chen, I want to have an icicle.”
“Then get up, and I’ll get you one,” Lin Zichen said, giving Shen Qinghan’s pert buttocks a pinch.
Shen Qinghan had loved cold treats since she was little, even in the shivering cold of winter, she would crave one every few days.
Her parents were strict and didn’t allow it when she was young, but now that she lived on her own, she had bought a bunch of ice creams and ice pops to store in the freezer.
Whenever she wanted, she’d just take one, enjoying the freedom to indulge at will.
“I don’t want the ones in the freezer; I’ve had enough of those. I want to try a different flavor,” Shen Qinghan said without getting up, continuing to sit on Lin Zichen’s lap, speaking into his ear in a soft voice.
Lin Zichen raised an eyebrow, “You want to have a milk-flavored ice pop, huh?”
“No one knows a woman better than her father,” she said playfully with a sweet smile.
…
The next day.
Lin Zichen woke up early from bed.
Shen Qinghan was still sleeping soundly beside him, her legs tightly clutching the pillow, a little drool leaking from the corner of her mouth, in a sweet slumber.
He helped wipe the drool from the corner of her mouth.
Looking at the pillow clutched between her legs,
Lin Zichen couldn’t help but smile.
Lately, Shen Qinghan had often clutched his head between her legs like that.
Seeing her clutch the pillow in such a manner brought to mind his own experiences of being clutched, and he couldn’t resist a chuckle.
Before long,
Shen Qinghan woke up.
She opened her eyes drowsily and looked at Lin Zichen with sleepy confusion, said in a languorous voice:
“Xiao Chen, I dreamed about you.”
“What did you dream about me doing?”
Lin Zichen asked with some curiosity.
Shen Qinghan didn’t rush to tell him but instead clung to his hand, cooing, “Kiss me, and I’ll tell you.”
Lin Zichen bent down and kissed her rosy lips, then said, “Okay, now you can tell me.”