Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1269: Chapter 1303: Escaping the Tiger’s Mouth, Entering the Wolf’s Den

“I told you all not to drink so much, see? Now you’re all drunk like stray cats.” Lin Zifeng sighed helplessly.

The beer is good, but you can’t drink it greedily.

“Uncle, I want more drinks!” Tangtang insisted, scooting over from the front passenger seat.

Due to the heavy drinking, her mind was starting to fail.

“Get lost!”

Lin Zifeng unceremoniously pressed a palm on her head and pushed her back with a firm shove, causing the little girl to plop back into her seat.

“Lin Zifeng! Is it really so hard for me to see my idol?” Liu Ruyan mumbled incoherently, her eyes half-closed, uttering some trivial words.

Lin Zifeng was startled. He didn’t expect Liu Ruyan to have such feelings for him, but given the current situation, he dared not reveal his true identity.

“It’s not hard. As long as you hold him in your heart, he will be by your side.” Lin Zifeng gave her a determined look.

He continued to carry Liu Ruyan into the car.

However, Liu Ruyan’s sexy legs tightly locked around his waist, refusing to let go.

“I say, Miss, are you planning to toy with me?” With those two seductive legs tightly locked around his waist, his position and posture so closely aligned with hers, how could it not stir some heated thoughts in someone who’s already a bit tipsy?

“Toy? Am I toying with you?”

Liu Ruyan, her mind muddled, her misty eyes filled with tenderness, after hooking her legs around his waist, reached out to hug him tightly around the neck.

While Lin Zifeng was off guard, she pulled him in, bringing their faces close, her moist and affectionate eyes fixed on his face.

“Do you think my feelings for the Death God are a joke?” Liu Ruyan gazed at him with her dreamy eyes.

“Uh.” In such an ambiguous situation, Lin Zifeng felt at a loss for words. “I don’t know.”

“If I tell you I’ve fallen in love with him, would you believe me?”

Liu Ruyan’s breath was aromatic, and her red lips exuded a strong jasmine fragrance. In such a close embrace, Lin Zifeng only needed to glance down slightly to clearly see what was in her embrace. But today, she was dressed decently, with a jacket covering her chest, making it hard to tell her breast size.

Lin Zifeng was sure that they were not small, as the area compressed when she hugged him was considerably large.

“I say, Miss Liu, regardless of whether you love him or not, shouldn’t you let go now? If you keep holding on like this, I’m afraid we might really get into big trouble.”

“No no no! I won’t let go. I really want to see my Death God. How wonderful would it be if he appeared before me now? I really want to see him. I even dream of seeing him; why can’t he appear once more in front of me and let me have a good look at him up close? Why? Is it because I’m not pretty enough, Liu Ruyan?”

Hearing these words, truth be told, Lin Zifeng felt warm inside. However, he absolutely could not reveal his identity now, nor could he entangle himself romantically with Liu Ruyan at this moment. Otherwise, it would be like a mud puddle falling into his crotch, awkward and indisputable.

“Do you think I’m pretty?”

Suddenly, Liu Ruyan grabbed hold of his neck again, her eyes unblinkingly staring into Lin Zifeng’s eyes.

“Pretty.” Lin Zifeng answered honestly.

How could she not be pretty? Liu Ruyan resplendent beauty was no less than Nangong Bing’s.

“Then tell me, if the Death God knew my feelings, would he like me?”

“Like, he would definitely like you.” Lin Zifeng broke out in a cold sweat. How could someone not like her? If it weren’t for his feelings for Nangong Bing, he too would quite like Liu Ruyan.

But as things stand, it seems impossible. Even if he liked Liu Ruyan, Lin Zifeng would suppress such malicious thoughts; an actual romantic relationship was never an option, and it wouldn’t involve such likes or dislikes.

“Do you like me?” Liu Ruyan joked and asked.

“This…”

Lin Zifeng’s eyes reddened. Their close proximity had already made his eyes red; if this continued, he really wasn’t sure if he could control his actions.

“Death God! I truly love you. Can’t you love me even once? Don’t you realize your presence in my heart?”

Completely overtaken by alcohol, Liu Ruyan locked her arms tightly around Lin Zifeng’s neck, panting.

When she sensed a slight change in Lin Zifeng’s body, her delicate body trembled slightly.

“Give me…”

However, just as Lin Zifeng was in a dilemma, his mind battling between reason and emotion, Liu Ruyan’s ears reddened, her cheeks flushed, and she whispered invitingly in his ear, holding his neck tightly.

At this point, Lin Zifeng’s final line of defense began to falter. Such an alluring voice was like a domineering wind guiding a tiny boat in an arduous choice towards a clear, definite goal.

“Give you my foot!” Lin Zifeng exclaimed, pushing her away vigorously.

“No! You can’t leave me.” To his surprise, as soon as he pushed Liu Ruyan away, she clung back again, locking him in a tight embrace around his neck, leaving Lin Zifeng utterly speechless. What kind of situation was this?

Liu Ruyan, Liu Ruyan, do you even know what you’re doing right now? Do you really want to see the real Death God that badly? The Death God is right in front of you, yet you can’t recognize him.

“You can’t leave me.” Liu Ruyan hugged him again, like an octopus clinging to him, making Lin Zifeng feel exceedingly awkward.

“You can’t leave me. I’m afraid.”

“Afraid? If you’re afraid, what about me? My feelings are even more fearful than yours right now.” Lin Zifeng honestly wanted to slap her awake, but he couldn’t bear to hit her, afraid he’d hurt her.

But then, Liu Ruyan leaned in to kiss him, doing something far from innocent.

It left him feeling terribly uncomfortable all over.

“No! This can’t happen!”

Reason suddenly flashed in Lin Zifeng’s eyes as he shoved Liu Ruyan away, calming his emotions.

“What’s wrong with you?”

After being pushed away, Liu Ruyan remained in her drunken state.

“I can’t do this, otherwise I’d truly be letting down Bingbing. Taking advantage of someone’s vulnerability isn’t what a true gentleman does!”

Forcing himself to control his impulses, Lin Zifeng understood Liu Ruyan had drunk too much and likely mistook him for the Death God. If he really did something with Liu Ruyan now, he’d regret it forever.

“Uncle… I want it too.”

Just as Lin Zifeng pushed away Liu Ruyan’s advances, trying to calm himself, Huahua suddenly appeared from behind him, wrapping her tender arms around his waist.

“Damn!”

Out of the tiger’s mouth and into the wolf’s den?