Chapter 319: One Time I Mean Today, One Time I Mean Today
Seeing Lin Wan Ning dressed like that, Long Ao Tian’s brain went into overdrive, and he sneered, “This… this, is this your performance prop for the party?”
Lin Wan Ning looked down her nose at Long Ao Tian, then flashed a sweet smile and leaned in closer. As she drew near, the faint scent of her body wafted into his nose, wrapping around him like a cloud of teasing perfume.
“Not at all! This was just a special prop I prepared for performing for my big brother.”
She said this while her fingertips trailed gently, undoing Long Ao Tian’s button.
“Y-You’re doing this, Wan Ning… aren’t you playing a little too much? Ah Ying’s coming back soon,” Long Ao Tian’s voice strained as he cautioned.
Hearing this, Wan Ning’s hand paused for a split second.
But her gaze quickly hardened again, and her motion sped up slightly.
Soon, Long Ao Tian’s hands couldn’t block her anymore.
“You wouldn’t tell Ah Ying, right?” Wan Ning confidently said.
Then her eyes trailed downward along his body, and a blush suddenly bloomed on her face.
She stood up and set her phone aside.
“Wan Ning, what are you doing?” Long Ao Tian asked nervously.
“I said I wanted to surprise you.”
Wan Ning tilted her head and whispered with a smile, “You’ve helped me more than once. I really want to make you happy and joyful. After thinking it over, it seems women wanting their men to be happy might only get this far.”
Long Ao Tian wanted to say more.
Wan Ning’s slender finger pressed lightly on his lips: “I told you, you’ll definitely refuse with your words, but your body won’t.” Her pointed gaze made Long Ao Tian want to cover himself, but he couldn’t.
The next second, a long, beautiful leg was resting on the lounge chair.
“Don’t, don’t do this…” Long Ao Tian, a normal man in his prime, with all the energy accumulated from recent days with the Little Girl, couldn’t possibly remain unmoved!
He shed one of his silk socks.
It dangled over his eyes.
The silk sock carried Wan Ning’s scent, right into his nose.
Through the silky fabric, he caught a blurry glimpse of Wan Ning’s actions.
As the sock was removed, Wan Ning’s fair skin was exposed to the air.
Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, betraying her inner flutter.
Taking a deep breath, Wan Ning leaned in again. The gentle rub between their skin made Long Ao Tian’s body temperature skyrocket.
Feeling his change, Wan Ning’s smile grew more mischievous. She gently cupped Long Ao Tian’s cheek, making him look directly into her eyes, fully revealing herself.
As his breathing became ragged, Wan Ning smiled—no longer the icy cold she’d been before, but gentle and tender: “It seems your body really didn’t refuse, so maybe I do have a bit of charm, huh?”
Embarrassed, Long Ao Tian turned his head aside—this wasn’t something he could control with willpower anymore.
Seeing him like that, Wan Ning let out a soft sigh, her forehead pressing gently against his: “I know this isn’t right, but I just… can’t turn back now. Just this once, okay?”
“I like you so much that even I can’t control myself. I won’t say nonsense; this is our secret. I feel guilty for Ah Ying, and I don’t want to make her sad. I’m a bad girl…”
“But I just want to give the most precious part of me to someone I like. So, just this once…”
With that, she leaned in to kiss him, their skin fitting together. A gentle breeze drifted past, rustling the boy’s hair and lifting the girl’s long locks, whispering the unspoken vows between them as silent witnesses to their restrained passion…
Her loose hat tilted askew on her head.
A flicker of tears shimmered in her eyes. She bit her red lips, her messy hair tangled and sticking to her face…
Long Ao Tian sensed Wan Ning stopping her movements. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed dryly, casting a glance at the blushing Wan Ning.
Seeing his gaze, Wan Ning looked aggrieved as she pouted: “It hurts…”
“Loosen… me…”
Wan Ning’s lips pressed stubbornly. “No, let go… you’ll run away…” She sniffed hard, holding back tears as she prepared to continue.
Looking at Wan Ning like this, everything that was happening now, she poured out all her emotions without reserve.
She revealed everything she valued, her body included.
“You fool!” Long Ao Tian sat up, kissing her lips, cool and tinged with a sweet scent.
Unlike the Little Girl’s fresh aroma, this was similar but different—familiar yet intoxicating.
Caught off guard, Wan Ning opened her mouth, wide-eyed in shock, her mind seeming to hit the pause button.
All thoughts froze; awkward movements froze with them.
In that moment, emotion reached its peak. She clung tightly to Long Ao Tian, tears of cold pleasure falling on his face, willingly surrendering herself.
After their joy subsided.
The one lying on the lounge became Wan Ning.
Long Ao Tian wiped her body gently.
Neither of them spoke; what was there to say? What had to happen, had already happened.
Red marks scattered across the tissue, marking Wan Ning’s first beautiful moment.
“I don’t need you to take responsibility, so no pressure.” Long Ao Tian sighed. It was already done, and he wouldn’t escape his duty—though he felt guilty for Ah Ying.
He dare not tell Ah Ying. What if she got mad? What if she shunned him?
He couldn’t bear to think of her disappointed eyes when she looked at him.
Looking at Long Ao Tian kneeling before her, Wan Ning gently cupped his face: “It was all my choice. I’ll bear all of Ah Ying’s unhappiness. Just remember, Wan Ning loves you, big brother.”
She leaned in softly, her voice gentle: “After all, you’re Wan Ning’s first man.”
Even as she spoke those words, Long Ao Tian’s heart was not made of stone—especially hearing Wan Ning’s last remark, “You’re my first man.”
It left him deeply at a loss.
He looked into Wan Ning’s eyes: “I—I just didn’t know what to do for a moment.”
Hearing her big brother say that, Wan Ning’s heart fluttered—she knew she’d succeeded: “I told you, Wan Ning doesn’t need you to take responsibility. I won’t interfere with you guys. I just hope, when Ah Ying is busy or inconvenient, you’ll think of me.”
“Huh?” Long Ao Tian paused, was he not just saying this was a one-time thing?
Sensing his surprise, Wan Ning smirked slyly, her eyes full of affection: “One time, today’s one time.”
“Wh-what do you mean?”
She climbed up onto Long Ao Tian’s neck, lips slightly parted with a bit of seduction: “Without affecting Ah Ying, I want Big Brother to stay with me too…”
