Top Soldier Pursued by a Beauty

He hadn't expected Wang Yan to be so forward. She was already beautiful, and she had just spent time trying to seduce him. Zhao Dong was a man, not a Monk, so of course, he had a natural… reaction.

In his embarrassment, Wang Yan made a move that left him completely exposed. He was stunned. He drew a sharp breath and tried to pull back, but Wang Yan only gave him a surprised glance before her eyes turned sultry, and she gently lowered her head.

An indescribable sensation washed over him in an instant.

Wang Yan's lips were gorgeous—thin and red. From this angle… Zhao Dong felt as if his brain was about to explode. The feeling… it was simply indescribable!

As Wang Yan's head moved rhythmically, she lifted her pretty, charming face to give him an enticing look. Then, pulling away, she bit her lip and asked, "How does it feel?"

Zhao Dong's mind went blank for a moment before he managed to ask, "You… how many men have you been with?"

Biting her lip, Wang Yan looked at Zhao Dong with a resentful gaze. Her face was slightly flushed as she said, "I've only ever had one boyfriend. He's the only one I've been with."

Zhao Dong's mouth twitched. "Do you know what you're doing?"

"I know… and I'm willing…" With that, Wang Yan lowered her head again, this time with even more enthusiasm.

Her face was beet red, and with her fervent movements, Zhao Dong's mind went completely blank.

Dammit, I'm a man! Why do I keep getting hit with this kind of unexpected luck with women? The kind I can't resist even when I try. Who would have ever thought Wang Yan would do something like this?

Soon, Wang Yan's eyes were filled with a coquettish allure. Her pretty face was flushed a tempting shade of pink. She even tried a few more advanced techniques that made Zhao Dong's mind go blank over and over again. Her rhythmic ministrations were punctuated by uncontrollable little murmurs that only added to the temptation.

After what felt like an eternity, Zhao Dong gently pushed Wang Yan away.

Wang Yan was also slightly out of breath, her face covered with an enticing flush. She grabbed a tissue and cleaned herself up.

Then she sat on the bed, biting her lip alluringly and looking at Zhao Dong with a playful smile. "How was it?"

Zhao Dong sighed helplessly. "Does this count as disregarding my wishes?"

Wang Yan giggled. "Oh? But you seemed to be enjoying it just fine, didn't you?"

Zhao Dong's expression was complicated. "I just didn't expect you to pull a move like that."

"So what if I did? You got what you wanted, so don't play innocent. I've only ever done that for my ex-boyfriend. You should consider yourself lucky to have experienced it."

Zhao Dong pursed his lips. "I never said I wanted to."

Wang Yan hummed. "Fine, then I'll say *I* wanted to experience it, alright? Anyway, I have to admit, you're pretty impressive… TSK TSK TSK."

As she spoke, Wang Yan glanced playfully at a certain part of his body. Zhao Dong coughed, feeling a bit awkward. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing. I'm just saying you're great." Wang Yan then leaned close to Zhao Dong's ear, her fragrant breath a lethal temptation as she whispered, "Want to try something even more exciting? This time… I can let you be in charge."

Zhao Dong looked at Wang Yan and shook his head. "No thanks. I feel guilty enough after just this one time."

"What's there to feel guilty about? We're both adults."

Zhao Dong looked at her. "You're pretty open."

Wang Yan's tone suddenly turned mournful. "It's not that I'm open. I'm getting revenge on that bastard!"

Zhao Dong frowned. "Your ex-boyfriend?"

"Yeah… He cheated on me when we were together. I caught him in a hotel room with another woman, and he was in the middle of… Anyway, never mind. Since he betrayed me, I decided I'd use the lipstick he bought me on another man."

Zhao Dong rubbed his nose, looking at Wang Yan with a sense of helplessness.

This really wasn't what I wanted. But sometimes… the temptation is just too strong. In a situation like this, even a Monk probably couldn't resist.

Finally, Wang Yan smiled cheerfully and asked, "So, about my question from earlier… are we doing it or not? It's nighttime and no one's around… I can be quiet."

Zhao Dong gave her a strange look. "Are you just lonely?"

"Isn't it normal to be lonely? Besides, don't feel pressured. We can just be friends with benefits—a way to let off some steam. I wouldn't normally dare to do this, since I don't trust other men."

"But you trust me?"

"I trust you, at least. I'm sure you're not like those players who hang around bars all day. I can't stand men like that."

Zhao Dong's mouth twitched. He glanced at Wang Yan and noticed there was still a smudge at the corner of her lips.

He coughed and quickly handed her a tissue, gesturing to the spot.

Wang Yan's face reddened as she wiped her mouth clean. She asked again, plaintively, "So, are we doing it or not?"

Zhao Dong shook his head. "No. I'm not interested right now."

"You—! You're so dense! A free meal is right in front of you and you won't eat? You might not get a chance next time," Wang Yan huffed.

Zhao Dong shook his head. "That's enough. Let's drop it and pretend this never happened."

Wang Yan giggled. "Alright. In that case, you can solve my work problem. Just let me go back to my job like before."

Zhao Dong shook his head. "Can't do that."

"Zhao Dong, you...! Are you biting the hand that fed you?" Wang Yan glared at him angrily. "Hey, do you have a conscience? It's not like I didn't give you anything, right? Do you really think I'm some cheap woman? Pfft! If I hadn't had a crush on you when we were kids, do you think I would've done that for you? I wouldn't do it for a hundred thousand!"