Playing the Foolish Beauty in a Deadly Game - Chapter 30
He lowered his head, slowly approaching, only to catch a faint whiff of the antiseptic on Yan Ting’s body, mingled with a subtle hint of blood. Mmm, Lin Qiao’s nose was almost pressed against Yan Ting’s cheek as he murmured to himself, “It’s a bit fragrant too.”
Then Lin Qiao noticed Yan Ting’s ears turning visibly redder at an alarming rate, as if… as if…
An uneasy premonition settled over Lin Qiao. He abruptly sat up, only to meet Yan Ting’s eyes, which had just opened. Those light-colored irises were tinged with desire, his flushed cheeks and hot breath leaving Lin Qiao somewhat at a loss.
Usually, Yan Ting’s dangerous and dark aura overshadowed his good looks, making people overlook his attractiveness. But now, with Yan Ting showing signs of arousal, he was incredibly alluring.
If Lin Qiao’s feigned image was one of harmless innocence, fragility, and cuteness that easily evoked a protective instinct in others, then Yan Ting was the complete opposite—an embodiment of mature and strong sexual tension.
Lin Qiao’s face turned bright red in an instant, even more so than when Yan Ting had held him. He lowered his eyes and began, “You…”
Before he could finish, the curtain separating first class was violently yanked open. Almost instinctively, Lin Qiao covered Yan Ting’s eyes with his hand. He felt that Yan Ting’s awakening or feigned unconsciousness should not be disclosed for the time being. Yan Ting likely thought the same, as he tried to steady his breathing.
The tense and ambiguous interplay between them instantly froze and began to cool down.
The intruder was the brown-haired man, whose attention was focused on Lin Qiao, so he didn’t notice Yan Ting’s abnormality. The brown-haired man asked, “You must have something else on you, right? I don’t believe the nonsense about Yan Ting only giving you a pattern. He must have given you something else, like a ticket to the shelter.”
“Didn’t that woman named Anna say? The shelter is private, and only the rich who invested are allowed in.”
“There must be something to prove the identity of the rich. Is it with you or with Yan Ting?”
As he spoke, the brown-haired man moved closer, pulling out his gun and pointing it at Lin Qiao, “You better hand it over obediently, or I’ll shoot you dead and still search your body.”
To prevent Yan Ting’s condition from being discovered, Lin Qiao had no choice but to keep retreating, trying to create distance from the sleeping compartment. His movements were so natural, like a frightened little animal constantly looking for a way to escape, rustling and fidgeting, but no matter what, he couldn’t break free.
This cat-and-mouse behavior made the brown-haired man let his guard down, while also gradually losing his patience. He didn’t feel like continuing the chase with Lin Qiao and menacingly threatened, “I’m asking you one last time, will you give it or not?”
Lin Qiao’s position happened to be near the seat, and at the same time, the brown-haired man’s back was to Yan Ting. Lin Qiao whispered, “If you kill me, Zhong Minglang will be unhappy.”
This threat meant nothing to the brown-haired man; he was a player like Zhong Minglang, and Zhong Minglang wouldn’t make trouble for him over an NPC.
So the brown-haired man fired a shot to intimidate Lin Qiao, who predictably let out a pleasing gasp, even his scream was trembling, and he was so scared that he shrank to the ground. Firing a shot would quickly alert others, and the brown-haired man decided he had to kill Lin Qiao with the next shot.
The brown-haired man squatted down, pressing the gun to Lin Qiao’s temple, “Even if you’re dead, they’ll search you whether you like it or not.”
Lin Qiao gradually stopped trembling, looking at the brown-haired man with wide eyes. He pointed his finger like a gun at the brown-haired man’s chest and slowly drew circles, cooing, “Brother, can you not kill Jojo? Jojo is well-behaved and obedient, and his waist is very flexible, and his mouth is very tasty…”
The brown-haired man licked his lips, unable to help but say a few more words. He pinched Lin Qiao’s cheek hard, his gaze eerie, “You’re not trying to seduce me, are you? What a pity.”
“I’m really craving, I’m so craving. You must taste… especially delicious.”
Influenced by his role, the brown-haired man, a “cannibal” chef, naturally became hungrier. His “craving” was genuine, and his “delicious” was truly something he wanted to taste.
The brown-haired man’s gaze roamed over Lin Qiao’s body, muttering, “Can’t waste it when it’s dead, gotta taste it…”
Lin Qiao’s fingertips tensed, revealing a delighted smile, and he softly said, “Bang.”
The brown-haired man’s eyes widened. Before he could react, he lost strength and fell to the side. He indeed felt pain in his chest, but it was from behind.
The brown-haired man’s peripheral vision caught sight of Yan Ting, who was supposed to be “unconscious,” standing not far away, holding a gun with a cold look in his eyes.
The brown-haired man made a gurgling sound, “You were pretending, pretending…”
Yan Ting walked over slowly, not sparing the brown-haired man a second glance, and simply fired a shot in his direction, hitting him right between the eyes.
The brown-haired man died, and he died with his eyes wide open.
Everyone who heard the gunshot was rushing over. The first to arrive was naturally the bodyguard player from the cockpit.
As soon as Zhong Minglang showed up, Yan Ting fired a shot at him. Zhong Minglang didn’t have time to dodge; he was supposed to be dead, but he didn’t fall. He was still alive.
Instead, the man in the black suit who could fly the plane, standing behind Zhong Minglang, fell to the ground, with a bullet hole right between his eyes.
Zhong Minglang felt like he had narrowly escaped death, his heart pounding fiercely.
The NPCs and players who rushed in from the economy class immediately saw the dead body.
The female lover screamed in terror, “You killed the bodyguard who could fly the plane! We’re all going to die! How is the plane going to land now?”
The female internet celebrity noticed something amiss under Yan Ting and awkwardly averted her gaze, then remembered something, “Chen Qinyi, you really gave that drug to Yan Ting?”
The female lover’s face was extremely uncomfortable, “Is there a problem? I did it for everyone’s good. Didn’t you think it was more appropriate for Lin Qiao to go at the time…”
“Ahem, the main thing now is to think of what to do. The only person who could fly the plane is dead; we’re all going to die in a crash!”
Yan Ting was in bad shape, and anyone could see what state he was in.
Yan Ting leaned on the seat and rubbed his forehead, “Everyone, get out.”
The female lover was still discontented, “Without a pilot…”
“Get out!” Yan Ting’s snake-like eyes silenced the female lover.
Lin Qiao also tried to sneak out, but was held back by Yan Ting’s hand, “You stay.”
The doctor player hesitated for a moment, then said, “Mr. Yan Ting, your current physical condition is not suitable for strenuous activity. It’s better to take care of it yourself.”
“Not strenuous,” Yan Ting pulled Lin Qiao into his arms, “Jojo is gentle and well-behaved; it won’t take much effort.”
Yan Ting examined the marks on Lin Qiao’s face left by the brown-haired man, his tone cold and devoid of emotion, yet inexplicably tinged with jealousy, “Not only gentle and obedient, but also with a soft waist and a tasty mouth.”
Lin Qiao: “……”
This sounded familiar; wasn’t it what he had just said?
Lin Qiao’s fingers curled up in embarrassment, “Master… I was wrong.”
Yan Ting held Lin Qiao and pushed open the unmoving Zhong Minglang, directly taking Lin Qiao into the first-class toilet.
The bathrooms on airplanes are never very spacious. Lin Qiao was pressed against the wall by Yan Ting’s hand. He couldn’t see what Yan Ting was doing behind him; he could only feel the weight pressing against him.
Lin Qiao recalled Yan Ting’s words about being able to lift him up and do that kind of thing with just one hand. It seemed it wasn’t just talk; it was really possible.
Lin Qiao panicked, “System brother, this game won’t really get sexual, will it? Won’t it be banned? I want to report it, waaah.”
The system’s voice was surprisingly languid: [He won’t do anything to you.]
Lin Qiao cried. With the situation like this, he could feel the heat on his legs; how could he not do anything? Jojo didn’t believe it.
Saying Yan Ting was rough, he still remembered to place a towel on Lin Qiao’s face. Saying he wasn’t rough, his strength was so great that Lin Qiao couldn’t break free at all.
“Why are you crying?” Yan Ting’s voice became very husky. There were faint sounds of clothing rubbing together from behind, and another kind of sound that Lin Qiao didn’t want to recognize, the sound of viscous liquid being manipulated.
Yan Ting was a bit excited and asked in Lin Qiao’s ear, “You knew I was pretending to be unconscious, yet you still wanted to kiss me, huh?”
Lin Qiao hid his face in the towel like a little quail. Yan Ting continued, “You even touched my forehead with your hand and sniffed me with your little nose.”
“Do you remember what you said?”
“Fragrant?”
“Hmm… Let me sniff, Jojo is fragrant too.”
“If it weren’t for that sentence of yours, I could have held back.”
Lin Qiao covered his ears. Where was the shadow? Where was the graffiti hiding in his shadow? Waaah.
Yan Ting released the hand that was holding Lin Qiao’s head and instead forced him to look up from behind. His fingers kneaded Lin Qiao’s cheeks and neck, teasing his Adam’s apple.
It was very ticklish, but Lin Qiao was afraid that in his aroused state, Yan Ting might accidentally snap his neck, so he whimpered pitifully.
Yan Ting sighed, his fingers moved to Lin Qiao’s lips, pressing and delving in, playing with his soft tongue.
Lin Qiao, seeing that Yan Ting really wasn’t doing anything to him, grew a bit bolder. He blinked to let the tears fall, bit Yan Ting’s finger, and then observed Yan Ting’s expression.
Was Yan Ting really doing that? Why wasn’t he panting, just breathing a bit heavily?
Yan Ting closed his eyes, “Every time I look at you, I…”
“May I kiss you?”
Lin Qiao’s expression of refusal was very clear. Yan Ting really didn’t force it; he just buried his face in Lin Qiao’s neck, arched his body, and made a sound of restraint.
About an hour later, Yan Ting finally lifted his head, his voice languid, “Sorry, the main reason I had you come in here wasn’t to do this with you.”
Lin Qiao looked dejected. Yan Ting continued, “There’s still a final hurdle at the research institute. I respect your choice.”
Outside, they were discussing Lin Qiao and Yan Ting. The female internet celebrity said, “There’s not a peep. Maybe the toilet in first class has good soundproofing? What on earth are they doing in there?”
“I somehow feel like Lin Qiao doesn’t seem very willing, don’t you think, Zhong Minglang?” The doctor player nudged the bodyguard player.
Zhong Minglang reacted strongly and dodged away, frowning, “I don’t know.”
The female internet celebrity then said, “Yan Ting killed the brown-haired man and the pilot’s bodyguard. Would he really risk everyone’s lives in a crash for Lin Qiao?”
“Wait, wasn’t there someone else who flirted with Lin Qiao? Where is that person?”
Just as everyone was about to get up and look around, Lin Qiao and Yan Ting came out of the toilet. The blonde boy and his mother had come over from the economy class at this time. The blonde mother looked a bit anxious, “There’s a bodyguard in the economy class toilet who hasn’t come out.”
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