<h4>Chapter 949: 949、Don’t Stop</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    “...”


    <i>The shamelessness is over 9000! Like does he think he’s Brad Pitt or Johnny Depp or something? </i>


    <i>It’s not like I can’t handle ordinary men. WELL, if he’s ordinary to begin with. </i>


    <i>Ignoring him doesn’t work. Openly insulting him doesn’t put him to stop either.</i>


    <i>Okay, if he wants to be a prick, I’ll be a prick too.</i>


    <i>Except...How do I do that? </i>


    “Senior Yan.” She wanted to say something but that Senior Yan of hers caught her off guard by saying, “Ever since we first met, you’ve already confessed your feelings for me. And now, look at you, finding ways to stay under the same roof for me. Can I say that it’s true love between us?”


    “And are you proposing a forbidden rtionship?” She frowned.


    “No, you’re wrong,” said Yan Sinian firmly as his hand wandered upon her waist, rubbing as he chuckled, “I don’t hold love for you. Correction: I only make love with you. Understood?”


    “...”


    <i>Hello! This is a PG-13 novel! </i>


    Her expression did not stop him. Instead, it only motivated him to rub her harder. As a woman, she almost lost strength to her legs as being stimted continuously.


    But she did not sumb to evil as she tumbled and pressed Yan Sinian onto the bed this time.


    She sat across his waist and her fingers yfully loosened his belt. It was during then which she passed him a nce.


    Yan Sinian squinted his eyes, “Don’t. Stop.”


    “Don’t stop? Okay.” She yed along but it did not seem to her that Yan Sinian would put up his white g anytime soon.


    “...” That was when the door was opened behind them, right before Mo Ning unfastened Yan Sinian’s belt.


    It was Huo Junyu, in his edgy ck coat and Midnight ck pants. He froze upon the sight as expressionlessly he said, “I don’t mind seeing you guys doing in this position but I’m still underaged, FYI.”


    “...”


    <i>Oh. My. God. </i>


    Mo Ning gave a final re at Yan Sinian before hurriedly getting up from the bed.


    Yan Sinian sat up straight and patted his shirt all wrinkled up with two buttons missing. If it was not his masculine appearance, people would have thought an underaged girl had just been raped.


    He then slept back onto Mo Ning’s bed, with hand on his cheek like a sleeping Buddha, “Can’t help it. Mo Ning was zing hot passionate. I can’t refuse him.”


    “...”


    <i>EXCUSEEEE ME? Can someone give me a gun now? </i>


    Huo Junyu passed Yan Sinian a rather suggestive look, before he squinted his eyes, “It’s okay. You two can go on. I’ll be quiet, as if I never existed.”


    Yan Sinian sat up again, did a stretch and yawned, “It ain’t free, FYI. Even onlyfans charged $10 per month for subscription. Wonder if you can even afford the first month with your savings for my show.”


    Huo Junyu was quiet for the next minute before he smiled haughtily, “I can go Cam4 if I want to watch live porn by ordinary folks. It’s free.”


    <i>Onlyfans? Cam4? What’s that? Does one sell fans while the other sells cameras, like the xHamster Luo Bei told me before? </i>


    Mo Ning was bewildered but it was the perfect opportunity for her to exit the stage as she quickly took a few books and ran out of the dormitory.


    Yan Sinian snickered, “I only came for her.”


    “I see. Sure, whatever.” The Goth boy could not be bothered, “Well, wish you two a happily-ever-after.”