Chapter 138 : Chapter 138
138. How Can a Real Man Admit He’s Not Up to It?
Having obtained Yi Ning’s permission, Lu Zheng boldly placed his hand on her ankle.
Yi Ning’s ankle was extremely slender, fitting perfectly within Lu Zheng’s large hand, the skin soft to the touch.
Perhaps he used a bit too much force, as Yi Ning’s foot stiffened slightly.
“Hey!”
She pouted and lightly kicked Lu Zheng with her other foot.
“Ah, sorry.”
Lu Zheng quickly loosened his grip.
Having learned his lesson, Lu Zheng’s movements became gentler, carefully caressing Yi Ning’s ankle and calf.
He glanced at the upper part of Yi Ning’s calf, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
Because Yi Ning was wearing tight pants, only the lower half of her calves were exposed, and the rest remained hidden.
But Lu Zheng wasn’t someone who didn’t know contentment.
After scanning the surroundings and adjusting his position to block the view, his actions grew bolder.
Caressing, kneading, stroking—
He fully enjoyed the feel of Yi Ning’s legs and feet.
“Ah!”
Yi Ning let out a small cry before she could stop herself.
Did I just make that sound?
She was stunned, while the sensations from Lu Zheng’s touch sent her into a fluster.
This feeling... is completely different from when I touched them myself!
She tried to cover her mouth, but fragmented sounds still escaped.
Something’s wrong!
When she touched herself, it was nothing special.
It was precisely because she had tested it herself that Yi Ning had allowed Lu Zheng to do as he pleased.
It’s just ticklish, no big deal!
But now...
Everywhere Lu Zheng’s rough hand brushed against sent a tingling, electric sensation through her, and an indescribable, comfortable feeling radiated from his touch.
A strange tension coiled in her lower abdomen, making Yi Ning instinctively press her legs together, her toes curling.
No.
If she let Lu Zheng continue, something she really didn’t want to happen might happen.
A baseless fear welled up inside her.
Panting slightly, Yi Ning forced herself to gather strength from her limp body and, taking advantage of a moment when Lu Zheng loosened his grip, she swiftly pulled her legs back.
As he watched Yi Ning bend down to pull her pants legs back into place, Lu Zheng sighed in disappointment.
He had barely touched her for two minutes.
“What are you sighing for?”
As the strange, comfortable feeling in her body faded, Yi Ning quietly let out a breath of relief.
Yet for some reason, a sliver of reluctance tugged at her heart.
What a joke!
Yi Ning was embarrassed and annoyed.
She directed her frustration at Lu Zheng, glaring at him sharply.
Still dissatisfied, Yi Ning stuck out her tongue and flipped him off.
Perhaps realizing she was overreacting, she added in a half-defensive mutter:
“We are still in a restaurant, you know. Even if we’re in a quiet corner, two minutes is more than enough.”
Not giving Lu Zheng a chance to reply, she immediately pushed the conversation forward:
“Now that you’ve had your fun, it’s time for you to tell me what I wanted to know.”
Lu Zheng froze, finally remembering that Yi Ning hadn’t let him touch her for nothing—she wanted to know how he had resisted her charm earlier.
Since Yi Ning had mostly guessed when he switched modes and he had gotten his benefit, there was no point hiding it, so he answered honestly.
“Oh... I see... You switched to hero mode and used the counter-seduction training from your hero days to resist me, huh?”
Yi Ning nodded thoughtfully, habitually stroking her chin, finding she had no good counter to that.
She understood her own limits well.
That was training the Hero Association specifically used to resist professional seduction techniques from villainesses—resisting her clumsy teasing was child’s play.
But this made Yi Ning realize something interesting.
“So, what you’re saying is, you can’t resist me without that training?”
She smirked, and the fear that had crept into her during their close contact instantly vanished.
A rush of I’m better than you superiority flooded Yi Ning.
Along with her earlier dissatisfaction with the emotions she’d felt, she slipped right back into her mischievous mode.
“Sigh~ Can’t even handle that? So useless~”
“Would you lose it if I just moaned a few times, huh~?”
“Virgin~ Virgin~”
“Low-tier~ Low-tier~”
Lu Zheng was already used to this kind of provocation and had countermeasures.
“Yes, yes.”
He rolled his eyes and waved her off dismissively.
Go ahead and taunt me, I won’t get mad. If I do, I lose.
This tactic was quite effective.
After failing to get a reaction multiple times, Yi Ning’s smug grin gradually turned cloudy with dissatisfaction.
She snapped:
“Look at you, all turtle-like and cowardly. Don’t tell me... you can’t?”
Lu Zheng couldn’t just let slide.
How can a real man admit he’s not up to it?
But remembering that Yi Ning was just trying to bait him, Lu Zheng took a deep breath and swallowed his irritation.
Unfortunately, even this tiny flare of annoyance didn’t escape Yi Ning’s sharp eyes.
She smirked.
As expected.
Men, especially young men like Lu Zheng, hate being told they’re not up to it.
Yi Ning pounced.
“Eh~ Still no reaction? Could it be you really can’t, and that’s why you don’t dare talk back?”
“If you’re really that useless, you should have obediently let yourself get turned into a girl~ That way, even if you’re worthless, no one would laugh at you~”
“Useless~ Useless~ Can’t even beat a girl~”
“Even if you multiply your length by a hundred, it’d still be single-digit trash~”
“Truly worthless~”
This kind of targeted taunting was infuriating, and even though Lu Zheng had prepared himself, his expression darkened.
At least he only showed a gloomy face, without the explosive reactions Yi Ning loved.
Yi Ning found this a bit troublesome.
For once, she quieted down, using her evil brain to think about how to break Lu Zheng’s composure further.
A sinister idea came to her.
It was a bit too vicious...
She liked it.
Yi Ning’s eyes lit up, her gaze turning sly as she looked at Lu Zheng.
Lu Zheng felt uneasy.
“Hey, Lu Zheng.”
Yi Ning suddenly raised her voice.
“You, like this, don’t tell me you’re no—”
Before she could finish, Lu Zheng realized what she was about to do and immediately clamped a hand over her mouth, unable to hide the darkness on his face.
“That’s enough.”
Lu Zheng finally snapped.
That’s more like it~
Seeing Lu Zheng’s cracked composure, Yi Ning narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.