At this moment, Lin Wan Ning resembled a porcelain doll on the verge of shattering, fragile enough that a gentle touch could break her.
“Is it worth it?”
“Just for someone like me.”
To be honest, in that fleeting moment, he felt an overwhelming urge to tear Lin Wan Ning apart, raw and unrefined.
But when he saw her holding back tears, it was as if a string in his heart had been plucked.
He knew he was done for.
She called herself his "Tian Mo Xing" (天魔星, literally "Heavenly Demon Star"), a constant source of emotional entanglement that made her complex yet irresistibly drawn to him.
But in truth, she was the one who had ensnared him from the very beginning, complicating his feelings whenever he faced Hu Yu Ying, and now leading him to this very moment...
“It’s worth it.” Lin Wan Ning lifted her delicate face, speaking with utmost seriousness. “For you, anything is worth it.”
“Maybe you don’t understand why I’m so obsessed, and honestly, I don’t either.”
Dragging her weary body closer to Long Ao Tian, she confessed, “But my heart keeps telling me you’re the right one. It turns out that when you fall for someone, it’s your heart that first succumbs.”
“Right here!”
With that, her fingertip gently pressed against Long Ao Tian’s chest.
Looking into his eyes, she asked, “Brother, have you ever felt something for Wan Ning, even if just for a moment?”
In terms of looks, Lin Wan Ning was no less than Hu Yu Ying or even Li Qing Xue.
Each had their own merits when it came to physique.
Though she was knowledgeable and enjoyed watching short videos, she remained utterly virtuous.
She once held beautiful expectations for love and the future.
But the moment she met Long Ao Tian, the age-old trope of a hero saving a damsel became a vivid reality in her life.
Lin Wan Ning had even forgotten what had initially drawn the crowd’s attention, what had led to the whispers and stares.
Yet the image of Long Ao Tian standing protectively in front of her had never faded from her mind, never once dulled or forgotten.
Feeling the heartbeat transmitted through her fingertip, Lin Wan Ning’s heart soared with joy.
Gently resting her head on Long Ao Tian’s chest, she whispered, “Take me, even if you treat me like Yu Ying, anything is fine... just take me...”
The first time was with a silver bracelet.
The second time involved video calls, intentional seduction, and even threats.
She wanted Long Ao Tian to desire her without any manipulative tactics, to become his in the purest sense.
Stolen happiness is fleeting, yet it brings immense satisfaction.
As she descended the stairs, her legs trembled, afraid to bend, each movement accompanied by a wave of soreness.
Glancing at the person beside her who was supporting her, she chuckled absentmindedly, “Am I really that weak?”
“If only you wouldn’t cry.”
“But you’re so rough.”
“Who told you to threaten me over and over again, leaving me with no options?” He sighed, “You’re foolish too; why endure it all?”
“I’m scared. I’m scared that if I say it hurts, you won’t want me anymore.” Lin Wan Ning’s words were so humble they felt like dust.
She was clearly a wonderful and exceptional person, yet before him, she felt so small, even afraid to speak up.
How could someone be so foolish...
But Long Ao Tian had no idea how much resolve Lin Wan Ning had mustered to make this decision.
Her friendship with Yu Ying was genuine, and her feelings for Long Ao Tian were real.
Interfering with her friend’s relationship left her feeling guilty, and from the start, she had placed herself at the very bottom, beneath the dust.
By calling herself a “third party,” she demonstrated that she had truly abandoned all dignity.
Desiring her friend’s boyfriend was scandalous, yet she couldn’t help herself; she willingly succumbed.
Even knowing that if this were discovered, she would face endless darkness and an indelible stain...
But she really liked him...
After a brief silence, Long Ao Tian asked, “Want some fruit tea?”
“One cup isn’t enough; I want two.”
Her voice was hoarse from crying, so raw, so intense.
Yet the second time was so gentle, so pleasurable...
It turned out that love didn’t always have to be painful; it could also be an exquisite delight that lifted one to the clouds.
“Get some good rest.”
“Are you concerned about me, brother?” Though she could already tell, Lin Wan Ning still wanted to ask.
Seeing her joyful expression, Long Ao Tian felt a pang of discomfort.
She felt like a dancer on the edge of a blade, every step taken with utmost caution.
Always carrying a hint of trepidation, as if the moment he rejected her, she would revert to that lowly state.
She didn’t have to be this way; at school, she was the aloof campus beauty, pursued by more than a dozen suitors in every classroom.
Yet because of him, she willingly became someone who hid in the shadows, carefully monitoring his mood...
Her spirits suddenly dipped.
While she couldn’t accept it psychologically, her body had already grown accustomed to him.
She softly murmured an “mm,” a brief response.
But that simple reply brought Lin Wan Ning immense joy.
With a heavy “mm,” she declared, “I’ll rest well.”
She hadn’t even used all the tricks she learned from those short videos.
She had plenty of skills; once her body recovered, she would make sure to satisfy him to the fullest.
Lin Wan Ning was aware of her limits, wouldn’t ask for too much, and wouldn’t bring unnecessary trouble to her brother.
Today, experiencing her brother’s tenderness, Wan Ning felt truly happy.
After parting ways with her brother, Lin Wan Ning walked back to her dorm alone.
As soon as she returned, exhaustion hit her like a wave, and the bloating in her abdomen made her want to do nothing but lie down.
Yet the joy on her face was so beautiful, it overshadowed her discomfort.
At that moment, her phone rang.
She glanced at the caller ID.
Answering the call, Li Qing Xue and Hu Yu Ying’s faces appeared on the screen.
The instant she saw Hu Yu Ying, Lin Wan Ning’s eyes instinctively flickered.
It was like a concubine meeting the wife in an ancient family, or a younger sister encountering her elder sister...
“Wan Ning, you look so tired,” Hu Yu Ying remarked, immediately sensing her fatigue.
Lin Wan Ning smiled awkwardly, “I’ve been pushed a bit hard lately; I’m completely worn out and just resting in my dorm.”
“Then let’s go soak in a hot bath tonight; it’ll help relieve your fatigue,” Li Qing Xue teased. “I can even give you a massage!”
“Let’s do it tomorrow.” Today, Lin Wan Ning felt like her body had truly reached its limit.
The overwhelming force that threatened to shatter her, the pain and pleasure it brought, had drained her energy and strength.
Right now, all she wanted was to lie down and rest...
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Chapter 326: Girl/Woman?
“Alright then, you rest up,” Li Qing Xue said, concern evident in her voice as she looked at Lin Wan Ning’s weary face.
“Mm, I’ll rest tonight, and we can go for a bath together tomorrow.” She said this half-jokingly before ending the video call.
After hanging up, Lin Wan Ning placed her phone on the bedside and turned over, feeling drowsy.
Having practiced dance often, her body was incredibly flexible.
As she stretched, her graceful curves could easily lead one’s imagination astray.
Once she finished stretching, the soreness in her muscles eased a bit.
Only then did she get up to change out of her clothes.
Her skin was fair, not just her face but her entire body, smooth as jade, making the red marks on her skin all the more conspicuous.
This body had completely taken on Long Ao Tian’s shape.
As she hesitated over whether to wash away the marks, Hu Yu Ying’s concerned words flashed through her mind for some reason.
Lin Wan Ning sighed inwardly.
In the end, she felt guilty towards Hu Yu Ying.
“If only, if only Yu Ying could accept me...” Lin Wan Ning whispered.
But it was just wishful thinking; right now, she felt like a mouse hiding in a dark corner...
She wasn’t greedy; she knew that Hu Yu Ying held a significant place in Long Ao Tian’s heart.
No one could shake the little girl from her position in his heart.
“Actually, this isn’t so bad; after all, my brother is slowly trying to accept me. Today’s joy is the best proof.”