Chapter 170: Heart-Stopping Carriage (4)
Ji Ning had just been pinned against the wall by Song Weiyang and fucked hard. Even after he cleaned her lower body with a wet wipe, her passage still spasmed from time to time, leaking more residual fluid and semen.
The tissue in Song Weiyang's hand was already soiled, so he had to use his fingers to wipe her clean.
His knuckles glided over her tender flesh. Ji Ning clamped her legs together and let out a soft gasp, evidently aroused again by the touch.
"How are you so sensitive?" Song Weiyang pulled Ji Ning into his arms from behind, two fingers idly grazing the outside of her labia majora, then pinching the central petals together with gentle pressure.
Itchiness and pleasure surged back. Ji Ning leaned against Song Weiyang's chest, whimpering softly. She licked her lips greedily and nudged her rear against his still-erect shaft, the implication unmistakable.
It wasn't that she was unsatisfied, but the sensation of being taken standing up had been far too thrilling. Now that they had stopped, the lingering afterglow and the taste of it made her restless again.
Truth be told, Song Weiyang had enjoyed this time even more than Ji Ning and hadn't had his fill yet. Rubbed by her body, heat spread all through him, and his spent cock quickly surged back to excitement.
But before the two could do anything more, an announcement blared from outside.
"Dear passengers, Train T144 is now boarding. Please proceed to Platforms 2 and 3 on the second floor to check in and board. The train departs at 21:30 sharp."
The train they were traveling on together had started boarding. If they didn't want to leave, they still had to go.
Song Weiyang squeezed Ji Ning's bottom and pecked her on the lips. "Looks like we'll have to continue on the train."
Ji Ning's thoughts were pulled back to clarity by the announcement. She nodded bashfully and quickly straightened her clothing.
No one had seen them go in. When they came out of the men's restroom, they ran into two NPCs. Ji Ning forced herself not to show embarrassment. Clinging to Song Weiyang's arm, she not only walked out with total composure but swayed her hips and swung her waist with exaggerated posturing, making the passersby stare wide-eyed.
Afterwards, the two returned to their seats, retrieved their luggage, and stood in the line waiting to board.
The queue crept forward at a snail's pace. Ji Ning looked around, her gaze scanning the boarding area cordoned off by barriers. In an internal passage where passengers weren't allowed, she spotted a familiar figure.
Even at a distance, those broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, and well-built frame were far too striking. Combined with a gait that commanded authority all its own, the overwhelming aura was impossible to look away from.
Other than Xing Ye, very few people possessed such a presence.
No matter how many times she saw him, Ji Ning's heart still beat wildly for him.
Xing Ye wore a pair of sunglasses. His high nose bridge and thin lips made him look exceptionally cold and aloof.
He was dressed in a flight jacket and jeans, making his identity hard to read. But the camouflage rucksack and combat boots he carried told a very direct story.
Combined with his access to the green channel, his role in this instance was already fairly obvious.
Gazing at Xing Ye from afar, Ji Ning couldn't help thinking that while his build and skills certainly fit the soldier archetype, he also carried a deep and brooding temperament.
Even though Xing Ye was so, so good when he was with her, she could still sense it.
At that thought, Ji Ning couldn't help feeling curious: what kind of person had Xing Ye been before he died? What field did he work in? His background was likely mysterious, and the things he had experienced wouldn't be simple either.
This man was powerful, confident, commanding both brains and brawn, and so mysterious on top of it all—truly damnably captivating.
Ji Ning could scarcely tear her eyes away. A hint of dampness even stirred between her legs.
Song Weiyang followed Ji Ning's line of sight and was instantly slapped in the face by how handsome Brother Xing was. Feeling a pang of jealousy, he nudged Ji Ning almost imperceptibly and threw her a look.
Following his cue, Ji Ning shifted her gaze forward and to the right. In the next long queue over, she spotted Qin Yanshu.
Qin Yanshu was dressed in a long trench coat and suit trousers, making his figure appear even more slender and tall.
His immaculate clothing and rigidly upright posture made him stand out starkly from the crowd—one could even call him incongruous, like a crane among chickens.
By the time they were boarding, Ji Ning had located all three of her familiar men. A few minutes later, she discovered they were all in the same carriage—Soft Sleeper Carriage 12.
Her own berth was the upper bunk of Compartment 10. Song Weiyang was in the lower bunk of Compartment 21. Xing Ye was in the last row near the door on the other side, while Qin Yanshu, surprisingly, was the one closest to her. He was in the lower bunk of Compartment 7, in the compartment right next to hers.
When Ji Ning went to store her luggage, the other three people sharing her compartment hadn't arrived yet. Qin Yanshu, acting like a complete stranger, helped her stow her luggage. She said thank you; he only grunted in response, his gaze sweeping neutrally over her before he went back.
Ji Ning thought to herself that Qin Yanshu's acting was far too good. He looked as if he genuinely didn't know her. Although, given how cold he was by nature, it was basically just him playing himself.
Just as Ji Ning was thinking this, a middle-aged man around forty entered her compartment. To make room for him, Ji Ning stepped out and stood in the aisle.
The middle-aged man looked Ji Ning up and down with a lecherous gleam in his eyes. He even took a step forward to close the distance and reached out to pull her closer.
Even though her identity was that of a barbershop girl, at heart Ji Ning was still a naive young woman who judged by appearances.
In that moment, Ji Ning was inwardly shocked and horrified. Only her long-honed self-control kept panic and anger from showing on her face. She merely stepped back, casually leaned into the neighboring compartment, and plopped herself down right next to Qin Yanshu.
She figured, even someone in that line of work should have the right to choose her own customers. It shouldn't count as OOC.
Out of fear, Ji Ning sat a little too close without thinking, her bottom even pressing down on the edge of Qin Yanshu's clothes.
"Sir, thanks for helping me with my luggage. Have you had dinner yet?"
Qin Yanshu's gaze flickered with a split second of surprise, but he replied flatly, "No."
Out of the corner of her eye, Ji Ning saw the middle-aged man follow her and stand outside, staring in at them.
With Qin Yanshu present, the handsy middle-aged man apparently lost his nerve and retreated first.
Still shaken, Ji Ning clung softly to Qin Yanshu's arm as if grasping at a lifeline, forcing a smile. "Then let me treat you to something at the dining car."
Pressing against him like this, her soft breasts rubbed against Qin Yanshu's arm.
Qin Yanshu's expression remained indifferent, but his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily.
Livestream comments:
"A certain man says nothing, but his body is very honest."
"Pervert NPC really coming through with the assist here."
"Lao Qin: Why eat dinner when I can just eat you?"
"For all his untouchable elegance, deep down he's still a closet pervert."
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