55: Chapter 55 Meng Youjing 55: Chapter 55 Meng Youjing “Ah!”
Meng Youjing got terribly startled, her whole body trembling as if she had been electrified.
However, Lin Zifeng showed no sign of stopping.
Meng Youjing, quite experienced, quickly turned around and slapped him.
Lin Zifeng, with a mischievous smile, caught her delicate palm in his hand.
With an evil grin he said, “Why hit someone?
All I did was touch your butt.
Is that worth getting serious about?”
Meng Youjing’s eyes shimmered with fury, her teeth gritting.
Though it was her butt he had forcibly touched, he still acted as if he was the one at a loss!
You touched my butt, not the other way around!
Why does it feel like you’re the one at a loss now?
And who said you could just touch my butt like that?
Touching someone’s butt and telling them not to take it seriously!
What kind of twisted logic is that!
Meng Youjing felt a mix of shame, anger, blushing, and nervousness.
All these negative emotions surged through her, turning her pale face beet red, like a pure young girl.
Little did Lin Zifeng know, Meng Youjing had lived for over twenty years, and being from a poor family and always busy working, she had interacted plenty with men.
Yet no one had ever touched her butt before—that rogue scumbag Lin Zifeng was the first, not to mention his shameless words.
How could she not be angry?
She had seen shameless people before, but never someone whose skin was as thick as a city wall.
“Mmm, your butt is quite soft, no wonder it’s so perky.
It’s truly memorable!
let me touch it again?”
Lin Zifeng shamelessly suggested.
But every word weighed heavily on Meng Youjing’s heart as no man had ever spoken to her this way before, and it was from her deceptively unassuming bodyguard!
If he hadn’t gripped her hand, Meng Youjing would have definitely exploded and killed this scum.
“You dare!” Meng Youjing was about to lose her mind with anger, touched once and still not satisfied?
He wants to touch again?
“What’s there not to dare, it’s just your butt, right?”
“Hehe, truth be told, your butt is really sexy,” Lin Zifeng said as he gripped her arm, and his hand moved once more towards her buttocks.
This time it was different from before, which had been a surprise move.
Seeing that demon-like hand nearing her ****, Meng Youjing was nearly driven to tears.
At that moment, Huahua and her cousin had already left, and now there was no one else in the entire villa.
Even if she screamed herself hoarse, likely no one would come to rescue her!
Meng Youjing threw Lin Zifeng a fierce, petrifying glare.
She didn’t speak, but just stood there silently, staring at Lin Zifeng’s infuriatingly obnoxious face.
Faced with Meng Youjing’s strange resentful gaze, Lin Zifeng also felt a chilling shudder of fear crept over him.
Could it be that this woman, after being harassed by me just now, is brewing some nasty plot to retaliate against me?
She doesn’t seem like the type of woman who harbors a strong vengeful heart, does she?
Women, they’re one of the most enigmatic beings in the world!
The saying that they can turn faster than flipping a book is almost spot on.
The more reticent a woman appears, the more frightening she is, and right now, Meng Youjing represented that kind of woman.
Her eyes, undeniably penetrating, fixed intensely on Lin Zifeng, her expression sorrowful, her eyes brimming with chilling aloofness, absolutely unpredictable.
For an ordinary woman, having been harassed by Lin Zifeng, the most expectable reaction would be an uproar, but her behavior was unexpected.
Seeing Meng Youjing deeply troubled and silent, Lin Zifeng thought perhaps he had gone too far.
When Lin Zifeng asked, Meng Youjing finally snapped back to reality.
She pointed accusingly at Lin Zifeng’s nose, her speech stammering with anger.
It was just a touch, what’s the big fuss about?
Didn’t you just say you’d handle it rationally if someone touched you?
Have you forgotten?” Lin Zifeng’s impassivity was cosmic; as he spoke, his face was cool, his heart steady, confidently and unabashedly.
To Lin Zifeng’s surprise, Meng Youjing actually asked for his name.
Was she thrilled by that touch?
well, I’m Lin Zifeng.
“I’ve remembered you.”
Hooked on being touched?
Or did she fall for me?
Is there such an unreliable thing in the world?
Seeing Lin Zifeng’s hesitant expression.
Meng Youjing burst out laughing.
Her laugh was so beautiful and captivating.
Truth be told, Lin Zifeng was indeed quite handsome.
It was her first time being touched by a stranger, a strange yet comfortable feeling that made her blush.
Yet it was this seemingly insignificant man who brought Meng Youjing a different kind of feeling.
Having been in the entertainment industry for years, she had lost all desire and interest in handsome wealthy second-generation guys.
Aware of the dark rules of the entertainment industry, she had been pursued by countless men, none of whom were reliable.
Playing pretend was something Meng Youjing couldn’t afford, so she had always wanted to find a reliable and honest man.
Lin Zifeng’s advent, although she wouldn’t admit to fancying him, stirred a sense of excitement deep within her.
Maybe it’s true, men who aren’t a bit bad, women won’t love.