Chapter 45: I Want to Eat You
Chenyang pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Do all beautiful women like you—a boss with a mysterious, special identity—like to be so direct and forward?"
Ignoring his question, Su Qianqian smiled. "You’re quite interested in me, aren’t you, handsome? Feifei only mentioned it in passing, yet you remembered the part about my ’special identity’?"
"It was just five names and some basic info. Anyone who happened to overhear could’ve remembered."
"So I don’t have your special attention? Now you’re going to make me sad."
As she spoke, Su Qianqian suddenly grabbed Chenyang’s hand. Whether it was intentional or not, she began swinging his arm, repeatedly brushing it against her magnificent chest.
The soft, springy sensation sent Chenyang’s mind reeling.
His little brother, who had just been settling down for a nap, instantly shot to attention again.
Su Qianqian had been sneaking glances down there the whole time. Seeing the tall tent pitched in his pants once more, she smirked. "Ah, to be young. You’re certainly full of fire."
"Ahem." Chenyang coughed in embarrassment, shoving a hand into his pocket to forcefully press his "big brother" down. He pulled his arm free from Su Qianqian’s delicate hand. "Miss Su the Beauty, did you need something? If not, I’m heading back to my room."
"I’ll go with you. I don’t know how to make dumplings, and it’s boring out here."
"You’re coming to my room with me?"
"Yep." Su Qianqian batted her eyelashes. "What’s wrong? Afraid I’ll eat you alive once we get inside?"
"No. I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself and I’ll be the one eating *you*!"
"Haha! If you want to eat me and I want to eat you, then what are we waiting for? Let’s go."
With that, Su Qianqian started pulling Chenyang along.
"Qianqian, where are you going?" Qin Fei’Er called out.
"I just have a little something to ask this handsome young man. You all carry on, we’ll be out in a bit."
"Hey, hey, hey! Don’t you go bullying my Xiaochen! He’s..."
"I know, I know, he’s a simple, honest kid. Relax, I won’t pick on him. I’m really just going to ask him a question."
Seeing Su Qianqian continue on without a backward glance, Qin Fei’Er moved to stop her.
It wasn’t that she was worried about Chenyang taking advantage of Su Qianqian. Rather, she was worried the little minx would ask or say something she shouldn’t.
If Chenyang accidentally let slip what had just happened, she would be utterly mortified.
But before she could take a step to follow, Fang Ya blocked her path with a smile. "Sister Fei, just let her go. You know what Qianqian is like. She’s a huge flirt and talks a big game, but when it comes to actually doing anything, she’s even more timid than you are."
"I... I’m not worried about that. It’s just... Xiaochen just came from the countryside. I’m worried he might accidentally upset Qianqian and cause some needless misunderstanding or trouble."
"It’s fine, we’re all here, right? Besides, handsome country boys are simple-hearted. There’s no way he could actually annoy Qianqian. You know how carefree she is."
"Exactly! Come on, let’s make these dumplings. We can play a few rounds after dinner. It’s been ages since we’ve played mahjong with you."
"Now that you’re playing the proud mother-in-law, you have to at least lose a little money to us today."
With the other beautiful women holding her back, Qin Fei’Er couldn’t very well leave, even though she wanted to. Resigned, she could only bottle up her anxiety and look down, starting to roll out dumpling wrappers.
「Meanwhile」
Su Qianqian had already entered Chenyang’s bedroom.
The type to make herself at home anywhere, she didn’t act like a guest in the slightest.
She plopped right down on Chenyang’s bed and, after a languid stretch, fell back onto it.
Her skirt was already short to begin with, and as she lay back, the hem rode up, revealing the panties between her slender legs.
The corner of Chenyang’s mouth twitched.
’A mature beauty who seems so forward on the surface, yet she’s wearing panties with a cartoon character on them.’
’Talk about a stark contrast.’
"What are you just standing there for? Come on."
Su Qianqian beckoned with a smile.
Chenyang raised an eyebrow. "Do what?"
"Didn’t you say you wanted to eat me?"
"Stop messing around."
"I’m not messing around. Your big sister here is feeling extra horny today. I was already planning to find myself a handsome man to have some fun with while the others play mahjong this afternoon. With you right here, I guess I can save some cash."
"Er... So what, you’re treating me like a free gigolo?"
"Why not? I get to have you for free, and you get to sleep with a gorgeous woman like me for free. It’s not like you’re losing out."
’If that were really the case, he certainly wouldn’t be losing out.’
’After all, Su Qianqian was absolutely gorgeous.’
’In terms of looks and figure, she was every bit as beautiful as stunners like Lin Xiaowei and Qin Fei’Er, if not more so.’
’And as for that mature, commanding aura of hers, it was enough to ignite any man’s desire to conquer.’
’Seeing her posed like this, he desperately wanted to pounce on her right then and there.’
’But what if he pounced, only to find out she was just joking? He’d get a hard slap across the face for his trouble, and then he’d *really* be the one losing out.’
"Lie there if you want. I’m going to read for a bit. We can just stay out of each other’s way."
With that, Chenyang sat on the edge of the bed and picked up a book.
But just as he opened it, Su Qianqian suddenly flipped over and straddled his lap.
Her slender fingers traced a path down his chest as she whispered, her breath sweet, "I’ve already delivered myself to your door. What are you still dawdling for? Don’t tell me... you’ve got the hardware, but not the stamina?"