Chapter 406

The pressed-together hemispheres caused slight wrinkles in her top, revealing her smooth, flat stomach.

Her snow-white thighs draped between Wu Liang's legs, and she would occasionally nuzzle her face against his chest and let out a soft moan.

"A sleepless night..."

Wu Liang silently recited the calming mantra and then slowly closed his eyes.

Try to clear your mind as much as possible so that he doesn't focus his attention on Su Qian's soft and alluring body.

But Su Qian's occasional shifting of her thighs kept disturbing his mind, making him feel a ticklish sensation.

Even though he was counting the sheep very carefully, Wu Liang still found it difficult to stay true to himself under such intense stimulation.

"Su Qian, are you awake right now?"

Wu Liang opened her eyes and looked at Su Qian, who was sleeping soundly in her arms.

His body was completely controlled by Su Qian's two long, white legs, and he couldn't even get away from between them.

Su Qian's beautiful legs were like two smooth, delicate yet powerful white snakes, tightly wrapped around his waist.

The increasingly tight, constricting sensation stimulated his nerves. Under this almost free temptation, Wu Liang covered his cheeks, laughing and crying at the same time, "What on earth is this...?"

"Cake..."

Su Qian murmured softly as she continued to grope Wu Liang's body.

Her small, white hand naturally rested on Wu Liang's chest and then groped its way inside his collar.

"Hey, hey, hey, this is indecent assault! I'm warning you!"

A bad feeling rose deep in his heart, and Wu Liang hurriedly pressed down on Su Qian's small hand that was on his chest.

Wait a minute, something's not right. Is there something wrong with how this unfolds? Why is Su Qian suddenly...?

"I want to eat a big cake."

With her eyes tightly closed, Su Qian suddenly grabbed Wu Liang and wrapped herself around him like an octopus.

With her white legs tightly pressed together and wrapped around his waist, Su Qian rolled over and climbed directly onto Wu Liang's chest.

She poked her little head out and sniffed at Wu Liang's neck, finding the faint fragrance very appealing.

"Sleepwalking???"

Wu Liang stared blankly at Su Qian was searching for food like a cat.

The two were now completely pressed together, and Su Qian's softness could be clearly felt through the fabric.

Even through his underwear, Wu Liang could clearly feel Su Qian's soft, tingling sensation against his chest...

"I'll bite."

Su Qian reached out her little hand and pulled off Wu Liang's long coat from his shoulder, then opened her little mouth and bit down hard.

Are you born in the Year of the Dog?

Wu Liang, who had been bitten hard by the other party, couldn't help but complain about Su Qian's actions.

Although it doesn't hurt, what girl would leave a tooth mark on a guy she's just friends with?

Even couples rarely make such a mark, let alone him and Su Qian who are just...

"Young Master, did Miss Su Qian bite you too hard?"

"Pain? Hmm, it doesn't hurt much anymore, but I didn't expect this girl to have a habit of sleepwalking."

"Young Master, isn't Miss Su Qian's body very soft? It must feel very comfortable to be against you, right?"

"It is indeed quite soft, and the feel of the chest area is truly..."

"Um?"

Wu Liang, who was just giving a perfunctory reply, suddenly paused. Who was talking to him?

"Hmm? Young Master, what's wrong?"

The familiar, pleasant female voice carried a hint of teasing laughter.

Two voices that Wu Liang knew all too well suddenly emerged from the dim corner.

Her bright red hair and her pair of ruby-like pupils stood out especially under the silvery light.

"Good evening, young master."

Wearing a pure black lace nightgown, Yao Shi walked to the bedside with Milutin.

She glanced coldly at Su Qian, who was clinging tightly to Wu Liang and refusing to let go, and casually grabbed her by the collar and pulled her off Wu Liang.

"How does Su Qian's body pillow feel? Is it as comfortable as mine? Would you like to hug me too, young master? My figure is much better than hers, you know."

Milutin leaned down and looked at Wu Liang with a smile; her thin nightgown couldn't hide her breasts at all.

Beneath the sheer fabric, her fair and alluring body was clearly visible, her voluptuous and curvaceous figure clearly discernible beneath the slightly transparent nightgown.

The black lace tulle dress, which is inherently sexy, was made even more alluring by Milutin's stunning figure.

"Milutin, you're talking too loudly. You'll wake Su Qian."

Turning her head to look at Su Qian, who had turned over and continued to sleep soundly, Yao Shi reached down and pulled down the nightgown that had just covered her buttocks, and said softly.

"Oh..."

Milutin nodded obediently upon hearing this, then leaned close to Wu Liang's ear and whispered, "Young Master, how far have you gotten?"

"Nothing happened. She was just sleepwalking and mistook me for a cake. I'm warning you, don't spread rumors about me here."

Wu Liang reached out and pressed his hand against Milutin's face, pushing her aside as he spoke calmly.

But his gaze could not leave the two nuclear bombs pressed tightly together on Milutin's chest.

It already seemed big on ordinary days, but now, with Milutin wearing only a see-through lace nightgown and looking at it up close, it seemed ridiculously large.

Buzz!

A flash of silver light disappeared in the dim space.

Before Wu Liang could even get up, a bright silver dagger was already pressed against his neck.

"Young master, the night view tonight is quite nice, so white and big, don't you think?"

Yao Shi slowly sat on the edge of the bed, crossed her long, beautiful legs, and chuckled coldly.

The blade of the dagger was pressed tightly against Wu Liang's chin, lifting him up to look out the window.

The night sky was covered with dark clouds, completely devoid of any light.

"Ah... um... it really is a very nice night view..."

Feeling the coldness on his chin, Wu Liang forced a stiff smile.

What on earth happened? Yao Shi actually used a knife on herself...

"Young Master, I think you should pay more attention to Miss Su Qian. After all, you two are the main characters tonight."

The dark muzzle of the gun was pressed against Wu Liang's forehead. Milutin still had a bright smile on his face, but there was no trace of a smile in the depths of his scarlet eyes.

"Hmm..."

Su Qian was sleeping on one side, frowned and grumbled, then wrapped her small hands around Wu Liang's waist again and hugged him tightly.

After getting her favorite pillow back, Su Qian's furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and she affectionately nuzzled against Wu Liang's chest with a sweet smile.

"..."

Upon seeing this, Milutin and Yao Shi exchanged a knowing glance, and a cold smile bloomed on their faces like a flower.

"Young master, this bed is indeed quite large..."

Chapter 55: A Play Within a Play

Su Qian slept very soundly that night; she had never slept so well in recent days.

The warmth emanating from the person next to her made her feel especially at ease, and their strong, muscular body gave her an unprecedented sense of security.

I didn't wake up for even a second during the night, and spent the entire night in deep sleep.

Time flies when you're in a deep sleep. Su Qian felt like she had only been asleep for a short while when she opened her eyes again and it was already dawn.

The dim light from outside the window streamed into the room, and Su Qian, who was fast asleep, slowly opened her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering.

The dazzling sunlight made it difficult for her to open her eyes for a moment. She instinctively reached out and wiped her eyes with her hand while covering them, towards Wu Liang, who was sleeping next to her.

But what he touched was not Wu Liang's strong arms and chest, but a pair of soft, smooth, dough-like spherical objects.

"Su Qian, I didn't expect you to be so thirsty so early in the morning?"

"You're not even going to let me, a woman, go? You're such a sly girl."

A flirtatious girl's voice rang in her ears, but Su Qian, still in a daze, couldn't quite grasp what was going on.

Why is there a woman's voice? Isn't Wu Liang sleeping next to her?

Where did Wu Liang go? When did her pillow slip from her hands?

Good morning, Miss Su Qian. You slept very well last night.

A chilly wind blew against Su Qian's neck from behind, and an inexplicable coldness ran through her from head to toe.

Suddenly jolted back to reality, Su Qian rubbed her eyes vigorously and hurriedly looked to both sides of the bed.

"Miss Milutin! Miss Shi!! Why are you... and in this state...?"

Upon seeing the two women lying on either side of her, Su Qian jumped up from the bed in a flustered manner.

Su Qian covered her mouth in shock when she saw that they were only wearing simple black lace tulle nightgowns.

When did Milutin and Yao Shi start sleeping here? Why is she completely unaware of it?

Did these two people sleep with her overnight? But when exactly... and what about Wu Liang...?

"Su Qian, your bed is so comfortable, I slept very well last night."

"But you really are a restless sleeper. Look at the red marks on my waist. They're all from your long legs pinching me."

Milutin pointed to the still-present red mark on her lower abdomen, pouting as she complained.

She now completely understands why the young master and Su Qian were embracing in that intimate and ambiguous way back then.

It seems that Su Qian is like an eight-legged spider when she sleeps; she clings to you and won't let go.

Look, last night when I was sleeping, I was trapped between Su Qian's big white legs and couldn't move at all.

Surprisingly, Su Qian looks quite ordinary, but her legs are incredibly strong.

The pressure on her waist was almost unbearable; I guess this is what they mean by "don't judge a book by its cover."

"Miss Milutin, are you alright...?"

It was only then that Su Qian noticed Milutin's battered body.

In stark contrast to her fair skin, ugly scars, like tiny centipedes, covered Miss Milutin's abdomen, thighs, arms, and beautiful back.

In particular, the gruesome and fatal wound on Miss Milutin's chest made it difficult for her to look away.

Why is Miss Milutin's body in such a miserable state? What kind of past does she have?

What exactly happened to end up in Miss Milutin's body, and why does she seem so indifferent?

A pretty face and a good body are a woman's assets, but for Miss Milutin, her body is clearly already...

"I used to be a mercenary. My encounter with you, young master, began after I retired from the battlefield."

"As for these scars, you can think of them as medals I earned on the battlefield, or as my badges of honor."

Noticing the concern and care in Su Qian's eyes, Milutin scratched his head, grinned, and pulled Su Qian into his arms, affectionately rubbing her cheeks.

She wasn't afraid of her because of her ugly body; instead, she prioritized asking if she was alright. Su Qian is indeed a good girl.

"Mercenary..."

Su Qian was taken aback when she heard Milutin reveal his identity; she clearly hadn't expected Milutin to have such an extraordinary past.

Although she had sensed before that the other party was not an ordinary person, she never considered that he was a dangerous person like a mercenary.