Chapter 187 Are You Even a Man?
"Sister, could you please get up for a moment?" Lin Zifeng tried to control his emotions to prevent his temper from flaring up.
"Hey, coward, what do you want to do exactly? If you don’t leave, I’m going to call the air marshal, you know." Zhang Yuxuan was somewhat annoyed.
"Call them! Yell all you want! Even if you scream your lungs out, no one will pay attention to you." Lin Zifeng laughed coarsely.
Instantly, several middle-aged passengers and a few mature women in the back seats turned their gazes toward Lin Zifeng.
Feeling embarrassed, Lin Zifeng slowly bowed his head, realizing his slip of the tongue.
"Excuse me, miss, could you please stand up? The seat you’re in is mine, and yours is somewhere else."
Lin Zifeng tried to keep his voice low, hoping his politeness would prompt her to move on her own accord.
Zhang Yuxuan slowly removed her sunglasses with her slender, fair hand and said discontentedly, "Coward, what exactly are you trying to do?"
Zhang Yuxuan gave Lin Zifeng a look as if she were looking at an idiot, scanning him from head to toe.
Lin Zifeng felt amused. Since when had he become a coward? Without another word, he hurriedly took out his boarding pass from his pocket, put it in front of Zhang Yuxuan, pointed to the flight and seat number, and laughed, "See that? The seat you’re sitting in is mine. Could you please move over? Thanks."
Zhang Yuxuan glanced at the boarding pass in Lin Zifeng’s hand and whispered her dissatisfaction, "It’s just a seat. Is it worth all this fuss? It’s ridiculous for a big man like you to fight over a seat with a girl. If you’re not embarrassed, I am."
"Can’t you just swap seats?"
"Give me one reason," Lin Zifeng said with a pained expression. It was clearly his seat, how could so many excuses come into play?
"I feel dizzy, I have to sit by the window. It’s the only way I can feel a bit better," Zhang Yuxuan felt repulsed by Lin Zifeng’s action.
It’s just a seat, isn’t it? Do you have to squabble with me over it? Besides, sitting next to me won’t kill you.
"Are you implying you get airsick?" Lin Zifeng laughed, his smile bright. He looked at Zhang Yuxuan with a teasing gaze.
"Yes! I get airsick, is that reason enough??" Zhang Yuxuan rolled her eyes, put her sunglasses back on, and turned her head away, ignoring Lin Zifeng.
"Oh my god! You get airsick? I get airsick too, no, no, hurry and switch back."
Lin Zifeng didn’t care whether she was really airsick or not. Why should his seat be taken by her? It was bad enough that she took his seat, but her tone was also unpleasant, making Lin Zifeng feel as though he owed her millions. Anyone with a bit of temper wouldn’t tolerate her unreasonable behavior, especially since they had no connection whatsoever, except for a coincidental meeting at a bar.
"Are you even a man?" Zhang Yuxuan became angry and turned her head toward him.
"Whether I am a man or not, you could give it a try," he said.
"Say whatever you want. If you don’t stand up, don’t blame me for calling the air marshal," Lin Zifeng threatened.
Zhang Yuxuan glared at him deeply, then stood up angrily, ready to return to her seat.
Due to the narrow seats, Lin Zifeng squeezed in while Zhang Yuxuan moved out, inevitably leading to some accidental, intimate contact.
As they squeezed past each other face to face, and Lin Zifeng smelled the virgin fragrance emanating from Zhang Yuxuan’s body, he was nearly moved. Especially her fully developed and wonderful bosom, which was even more substantial than Lin Zifeng had imagined!
And in that instant, Zhang Yuxuan definitely felt Lin Zifeng’s unabashed gaze drifting toward her bosom.
The more rushed her movements, the more mistakes Zhang Yuxuan made,
"Are you going to move aside or not?" Zhang Yuxuan was getting angry, her youthful face growing even more flushed.
"I’m trying to move, but there’s no need for you to... to press against me like that!"
At this point, Lin Zifeng clearly struggled to continue. It’s not like he could outright say: Hey! Why are you pressing me with your bosom?
"Who pressed against you? You sit down, let me go first."
Zhang Yuxuan’s cheeks were faintly red, she could even feel her ears burning with heat.
"Alright! I can’t provoke you, but I can still avoid you, right?" Lin Zifeng quickly sat down, letting Zhang Yuxuan go first.
Now she should be satisfied.
Zhang Yuxuan felt secretly pleased, thinking that her outburst really could intimidate people. Eager to avoid seeing more of Lin Zifeng’s annoying demeanor, Zhang Yuxuan turned her back and took her steps outward.
But just as she secretly rejoiced, about to leave Lin Zifeng’s side, the plane suddenly shook.
Zhang Yuxuan let out a yelp as she stumbled backward.
A muffled "crack" sound startled Zhang Yuxuan immensely!
She jumped up from Lin Zifeng’s body like a startled rabbit, and seeing Lin Zifeng clutching his crotch in agony, Zhang Yuxuan’s facial expression turned into shock.
She even looked at Lin Zifeng’s pain with a hint of pity.
No, it couldn’t be! Had he, had he broken it? Could it be that she had broken it by sitting on him? Zhang Yuxuan’s pretty eyes blinked with a touch of fear.
"Hey! You, are you alright?"
Zhang Yuxuan touched Lin Zifeng tentatively. Seeing him still clutching his crotch, bowing his head without saying a word, Zhang Yuxuan’s heart raced up to her throat.
Could it be that her sitting down had actually ruined that thing of his?
"Hey! At least say something," Zhang Yuxuan was becoming agitated.
She quickly looked around, saw that no one had noticed the situation, and then bent down to try to assess Lin Zifeng’s condition.