The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life

Chapter 1487: Chapter 588: ”Teach Me

Some scientists have statistically analyzed what people love to do the most, and among them, ”self-deception” absolutely ranks near the top.

Many times we have already realized the essence of something, yet we still find an excuse to cover it up, as if it makes us feel more justified.

Even if that excuse is so lame.

At this moment, ”special therapy” became the reason Zhou Wang gave to Qi Jiayi.

With Qi Jiayi’s original character, forcing her was surely flavorful, but watching Qi Jiayi willingly cooperate and gradually sink into it, who could say that’s not another beautiful scenery?

When Qi Jiayi hesitantly said ”Alright then,” Zhou Wang even felt a kind of pleasure akin to discovering the ultimate truth.

This is the exhilaration brought by conquest.

After Qi Jiayi half-heartedly agreed, Zhou Wang suddenly stood up and supported himself with his arms, looking down at her.

”What are you doing?”

Seeing Zhou Wang suddenly stand up, Qi Jiayi was clearly startled, feeling somewhat at a loss.

She had already quietly arched herself backward to make it easier for Zhou Wang to do something to her, yet she never expected Zhou Wang to suddenly get up; in her view, shouldn’t Zhou Wang be the more eager one?

Zhou Wang was indeed anxious.

Because he knew that Qi Jiayi was mostly in an irrational state at the moment, so he wouldn’t delay; he must strike while the iron is hot, first creating a fait accompli, and then slowly letting Qi Jiayi get used to it.

But... Zhou Wang knew that Qi Jiayi’s previous experience was incomplete; if he wanted to make her addicted, he had to be a bit patient even though it was already hard to endure. He restrained the impulse for an immediate intensification and chose to let Qi Jiayi first feel what the entirety of this thing was like.

”Shh, close your eyes.”

So facing Qi Jiayi’s uncertainty, Zhou Wang just made a gesture, and after Qi Jiayi nervously closed her eyes, he leaned over and slowly approached her at an extremely slow pace.

With their noses touching, Zhou Wang didn’t directly kiss Qi Jiayi’s lips but instead turned his face and used his cheek, still carrying stubble, to slowly rub against Qi Jiayi’s smooth and tender cheek.

Lips almost touching and then separating—it’s this tug of war within a hair’s breadth, every slight contact instantly brought Qi Jiayi an overwhelming sense of stimulation.

She never knew that even the simplest kiss could have so many variations.

In Zhou Wang’s seemingly master-level teasing, Qi Jiayi had unconsciously craned her neck, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid, as if afflicted by some acute poison, her inner turmoil almost burning her out.

Finally, when Zhou Wang’s fingers naturally placed on her smooth chin, Qi Jiayi couldn’t help but slightly part her red lips.

However... Zhou Wang remained unmoved.

Qi Jiayi couldn’t help but slightly open her eyes, looking at Zhou Wang with a somewhat bewildered gaze, as if saying:

”Why aren’t you kissing me yet?”

She considered that she had shown enough ”sincerity,” but Zhou Wang’s ambitions were great; thus, he merely smirked and bent down again to Qi Jiayi’s glistening earlobe, saying slowly in a light yet clear voice:

”Stick it out.”

Buzz!

Qi Jiayi widened her eyes, her mind instantly going blank.

What is he saying?

What is he actually saying?

Qi Jiayi’s originally fair face, due to the rapid rush of blood, turned a shade of Yan Hong.

Her body also began to tremble slightly; Zhou Wang’s simple sentence instantly ignited her previously hidden sense of shame, leaving her at a loss.

She should be angry, she should erupt, but Zhou Wang continued to gently caress her cheek, each touch like the most potent sedative, preventing her from feeling a hint of anger.

”Hurry up!”

Amid Qi Jiayi’s panic, Zhou Wang’s voice, with a trace of strict urging, sounded again beside her ear.

In addition, Zhou Wang also touched her lightly, causing her to shiver like the moon.

Qi Jiayi herself didn’t know what she was thinking; despite her inner shame and resentment, she tremulously parted her red lips.

Like a tender shoot piercing the earth, in the dim night, a section of redness emerged.

And Zhou Wang... he transformed into a mountain eagle, instantly swooping down, swiftly and accurately capturing that sprout.

This taste of kissing, Qi Jiayi had never tried before, but from the very first moment Zhou Wang touched her, she was completely engulfed.

At this moment, Qi Jiayi felt like the most shameless woman in the world; for someone naturally indifferent, merely her craned neck and ravenous appearance had already overturned all her life’s principles.

Yet she couldn’t control herself; not only that, an originally small voice within her kept growing larger, already drowning out all her other thoughts:

”More, I want more.”

When this seemingly endless kiss ended, a strong sense of oxygen deprivation swept through Qi Jiayi’s mind, and she lay back again, but her slender, fair fingers inadvertently lingered on Zhou Wang’s neck, merging with Zhou Wang’s hair with his subsequent movements.

It turned out that everything just now was merely an opening; as Zhou Wang’s silhouette vanished into the covers, Qi Jiayi’s expression increasingly varied and intensified.