King Crazy Game

Chapter 125 True Death Game (26)

Shen Qingning couldn't help but tremble. Although he had done a lot of psychological preparation and was not too reluctant, the thought of giving away his chrysanthemums so cheaply made him seem cheap.

I even thought with a bit of backbone that maybe in Lin Zicheng's eyes, feelings are cheap, but his body, Young Master Shen, is not cheap!

"I am also very gentle, and my skills are no worse than those of those who have experienced many battles." Shen Qingning poured another glass of wine for Lin Zicheng, "You want to win by trickery before the winner is decided, Master Lin."

Lin Zicheng looked at him with a smile, picked up the wine glass, and drank it in one gulp. The smile in his eyes became even more intense: "I am looking forward to the second half of the night more and more."

"Me too." Not wanting to be outdone, Shen Qingning also finished his glass.

There were more and more wine bottles on the coffee table, and Shen Qingning saw Lin Zicheng becoming increasingly blurry, until there were two Lin Zichengs. He put his hand on Lin Zicheng's chest and pressed hard: "I really want to see if yours is the same as mine?"

Lin Zicheng grabbed his hand and did not answer.

Shen Qingning stared at Lin Zicheng with his eyes half open and half closed for a long time, then he sighed deeply, stood up, and walked to the bathroom on the second floor. His legs were a little weak, and he leaned against the guardrail and walked step by step.

Halfway through the walk, he sat down leaning against the railing, motionless as if he was asleep.

Lin Zicheng strode over, squatted down, hugged him from behind, and continued to walk forward. Shen Qingning raised his head, and his eyes just met the headlights on the first floor, which was a bit dazzling. His dizzy head also regained a bit of clarity at this time.

He struggled to get down, but Lin Zicheng held him tighter.

In the bathroom, Shen Qingning leaned weakly on Lin Zicheng and mumbled, "What are you doing?"

Lin Zicheng kissed the corner of his mouth gently: "You are drunk, I will help you wash."

As he spoke, he supported Shen Qingning with one hand and unbuttoned his shirt with the other hand, throwing it aside, revealing a smooth and delicate upper body without a trace of fat.

Shen Qingning seemed to feel a hint of coolness. She hugged Lin Zicheng with both hands and kept leaning against him, as if asking for more.

"Oh..." Lin Zicheng sighed softly, suppressed all impulses, put one hand around his waist, and used the other hand to help him unbuckle his belt with difficulty.

Lin Zicheng finally put Shen Qingning into the bathtub. While washing her, Shen Qingning suddenly bit his finger. Her eyes were blurred by drunkenness, which made her look particularly seductive. Lin Zicheng was like being electrocuted. He froze for a long time before regaining his sanity: "Qingning, if you keep doing this, I will really eat you."

"Hmm?" Shen Qingning, who was resting her head on Lin Zicheng's legs, half-closed her eyes, bit her rosy lips and asked, "Zicheng, what did you say?"

"I love you." Lin Zicheng bit his ear, "No less than you love me."

Under the influence of alcohol, all of Shen Qingning's senses became dull, as did his thinking. He only felt his ears were hot, and still couldn't hear clearly what Lin Zicheng said.

Shen Qingning never makes any noise when he is drunk. If there is a bed, he will automatically climb onto it. If not, he will just sit quietly by himself with his eyes closed.

As soon as Lin Zicheng put him on the bed, he automatically got into the quilt, and his long legs clamped the quilt, forming a human-shaped meat dumpling. Lin Zicheng stood by the bed, and seeing this, he couldn't help but bend down, rubbed his hair, and after a quick shower, hugged this meat dumpling from behind and fell into a sweet dream together.

Shen Qingning felt as if something was pressing on him and he couldn't breathe.

He opened his eyes and the morning sun shone in through the window. He saw a slender arm pressing on his chest. When he turned his head, he saw Lin Zicheng's beautiful sleeping face.

They seemed to be having a drinking contest last night to see who could offer the chrysanthemum first...

All of Shen Qingning's lost physical senses finally returned, and he could clearly feel that both of them were not wearing any clothes.

I fuck...

Shen Qingning couldn't help but curse.

Did he really have sex last night after drinking? Did he really lose his virginity? But why did he not seem to feel any discomfort except for the headache after drinking? Most importantly, he had no memory of his "first time" at all...

Why do I feel like I’ve lost a lot?

Shen Qingning couldn't lie down calmly anymore, so he decided to go to the bathroom to find out what was going on.

As soon as he moved, Lin Zicheng also woke up.

The brightness of the sunlight made Lin Zicheng unable to adapt at once. He rubbed his eyes with his hands before opening them. Seeing Shen Qingning looking at him, he smiled and propped up his upper body with his elbows. The quilt slid from his shoulders to his hips. The elegant lines of his upper body were so sexy under the sunlight that it made people's hearts beat fast and their faces blush.

Shen Qingning's throat felt a little dry, and he quickly turned his eyes away. It was a little too much for him to see such a stimulating scene so early in the morning.

"Good morning, Qingning." Lin Zicheng sat up, seemingly not noticing Shen Qingning's blushing face, and just got out of bed.

He walked into the bathroom, and Shen Qingning lay back weakly, with the doubts in his mind lingering for a long time.

Did you do it or not?

During breakfast, Shen Qingning wanted to ask countless times, but she felt that she was making a fuss, as if she was a virgin and Lin Zicheng had to be responsible.

Lin Zicheng saw all his actions. Not only did he not explain, but halfway through the meal, he came up to Shen Qingning and said, "I'll have someone come over to make some nourishing dishes for Qingning to eat."

The chopsticks in Shen Qingning's hand almost fell off. He pretended to be calm and said, "You did a lot of exercise last night. You really need to find someone to come over and make some nourishing dishes for your body."

"Hmm?" Lin Zicheng showed an evil smile, "It turns out Qingning has feelings, I thought you didn't."

Shen Qingning's chopsticks still fell on the table. After a few seconds, he forced a smile and said, "Zicheng, are you not okay? I don't feel anything at all."

Lin Zicheng brought him another pair of chopsticks. While handing him the chopsticks, he grabbed his hand and whispered in his ear, "Qingning, it looks like I have to do this once. I'll let you know if I can do it."

When Shen Qingning heard this, he immediately realized that he had done nothing last night!

Now he really wants to slap himself from a minute ago, let you talk dirty!

"Then don't let me down." Shen Qingning continued to eat noodles pretending to be unaffected, but in fact he had lost his appetite.

Lin Zicheng was in a very good mood as he ate noodles and admired Shen Qingning's colorful face.

City C gradually entered a period of shorter days and longer nights, and it was already dark at five o'clock.

Liang Xijin drove along the road according to the address given by Wen Yan. When the car lights were turned on, she saw the road sign indicating that the destination was two kilometers away.

He breathed a sigh of relief. He had been driving for four hours. The narrow intersections were jammed everywhere, and there was no place to rest. His waist was already sore, and the road conditions were only now starting to ease. The anger he had been holding in his heart made him increase his speed to the maximum speed limit.

He was thinking to himself that if the person he met when he arrived was not as he heard, he would definitely pay back double the amount.

However, just as he was about to turn into the auxiliary road, a car suddenly rushed out in front of him. The car seemed not to see him. Instead of braking, it accelerated and hit him.

It was too late for Liang Xijin to dodge at this time, so he stepped on the brakes to the bottom.

The car body vibrated violently, followed by a loud noise in his ears. The airbag pushed him away, and his internal organs flipped back and forth with the car, and his body felt a sharp pain at the same time.

For a moment, he remembered that it was the same when he went home with his mother.

His mother protected him with her body and saved his life.

This time, he was alone...

His consciousness gradually blurred, and his ears were filled with sharp honking horns and people shouting.

People passing by ran over, some stopped to watch, and some pulled the car door together. The mixed smells in the air rushed into Liang Xijin's nose.

For a few seconds, a sentence flashed through Liang Xijin's mind: karma.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he remembered that Zhang Yueyang had helped his father Liang Fuming solve a huge problem by causing a car accident. This time, Zhang Yueyang had just come out of the police station when he encountered a car accident.

Repeat mistakes?

In the office on the top floor of C Hotel, Wen Yan sat on the sofa in front of the French window, flicking the car accident video with his fingers, frowning slightly. Tang Yuan stood aside without daring to speak, waiting for Wen Yan to speak.

"Interesting! It turns out that there were mice hiding where the cheese was hidden." After hearing this, he turned off the video, leaned his head on the back of the sofa, closed his eyes and asked, "Tang Yuan, why do you think they pursue eternal youth?"

Tang Yuan broke out in a cold sweat and hesitated for a long time before he said, "Eternal youth is something that people have dreamed of since ancient times."

"Hmm~" Hearing this, he dragged out the last word and licked his lips, "It's a pity that it's gone."

Tang Yuan lowered his head and looked at the tip of his leather shoes. When he followed Wen Lin, Wen Lin didn't get it either, and it was even more impossible for anyone to get it now.

He clearly remembered that when Wen Lin came, he kept asking the person on the phone, "Why do you all have it, but I don't?"

The person on the phone did not answer, which later led to Wen Lin's crazy research.