âIâm sorry. â Mo ning lifted her head again. Her face was as calm as ever, but her eyes were slightly red.âI think I said too much.â
âIâd be happy to be your trash can. â
Yan Sinian placed her on his lap and smiled evilly.âBesides, Iâm happy to know more about you. Iâm interested in every part of your body.â
As he spoke, he traced the curves of her body with his hand. His actions were intimate, but without any teasing, full of warmth.
ââ¦â¦â
Mo ning rolled her eyes at him.
Yan Sinian pressed her head against his chest, his clear voice calming her.
âAs long as itâs something you want, Iâll help you.â
Mo ning did not answer. She wrapped her arms around his waist and laid in his arms like a kitten.
However, from an angle that Yan Sinian could not see, a dark glint of satisfaction flashed across her eyes. Very quickly, it turned into a complicated expression.
Iâm sorry.
She suppressed the sigh in her heart and hugged him even tighter. Her posture became even more delicate, as if she was using this method to express her inner apology.
Yan Sinianâs expression softened as he felt her dependence on him. He stroked her soft black hair with his broad palm and his eyes were filled with a rare tenderness.
Not long after, the two of them were dressed.
Mo ning knew that she had succeeded in her plan and stopped urging Yan Sinian.
Just as she was about to leave, Yan Sinian grabbed her hand and pressed her onto his lap. He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
Kada.
Mo ning lit the cigarette for him.
Yan Sinian raised his eyebrows and laughed.âYouâre good at coming up with ideas.â
Mo ning coughed.âIâve always been good at it.â
After she finished speaking, she stared at Yan Sinian. The desire and anticipation in her eyes made Yan Sinian laugh.
He asked teasingly,âarenât you going back to your room to rest? Or do you still want more? Iâm sorry, Iâve been squeezed dry by you. I probably canât satisfy you anymore. â
As he spoke, he revealed a regretful expression.
ââ¦â¦â
Mo ning glared at him and stood up, ready to kick him.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âCome back.â
Yan Sinian pulled her back and trapped her in his arms.
Seeing her cold face, he couldnât help but smile, like a Hundred Flowers blooming.
âAlright, Iâll stop teasing you.â Yan Sinian paused for a moment before he got down to business.âI have an idea to deal with Huo Yunting, but I need your cooperation.â
âGo ahead,â
Mo ningâs face turned serious immediately.
âCountry Z is not my territory. Iâm usually only active in Eastern Europe and rarely interfere with Asia. If I make a move in country Z, the forces in the three underworld will join forces to fight me.â
Although he wasnât afraid, it would undoubtedly turn into a long tug of war. âItâs too time-consuming and energy-consuming.â
Mo ning nodded in understanding.
âSo?â
Yan Sinian took a deep puff of his cigarette, the smoke making his eyes look hazy.
âThe first rule of war is never to use your own disadvantage to deal with the enemyâs advantage.â
Mo ning blinked.âThe other way around?â
âNot bad.â
Yan Sinian looked at her with approval and said,âitâs easy to reduce the enemyâs advantage.â All we need to do is lure Huo Yunting to country Y, and then weâll set up an ambush in advance. Once they fall into the trap, theyâll be like naked escort girls, waiting to be slaughtered. â
ââ¦â¦â
Mo ning was speechless.
What kind of description was that?