Chapter 269 Okay, now I'm bursting with inspiration.

Just as Jiang Jing felt the timing was about right, his hands began to climb upward restlessly.

"Mmm... Nn...!"

With her chest under attack, Zhou Wanqin's body stiffened abruptly.

Due to oxygen deprivation and excessive stimulation, she managed to regain a shred of rationality.

She shoved Jiang Jing away with a sudden burst of strength.

"Ha... Haa..." She gasped for air, her once fair, pretty face now flushed with a captivating rosy hue that spread deep down to her neck.

Her face was beet red, her eyes hazy, yet she tried hard to look fierce, glaring at Jiang Jing viciously.

Unfortunately, those watery eyes held no lethality whatsoever; instead, it looked more like she was acting coquettishly.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Jing chuckled triumphantly.

He licked his lips as if still savoring the taste: "So sweet~"

Zhou Wanqin was so angry at his hooligan behavior that she wanted to spit at him, but before she could speak, Jiang Jing had already turned his target to Lin Hong, who was watching in a daze.

With a forceful tug of his arm, he pulled the still bewildered Lin Hong directly into his embrace!

"Ah!" Lin Hong exclaimed, but before she could react, Jiang Jing's lips, still carrying the lingering warmth of Zhou Wanqin's, landed on hers, stifling all her cries.

Unlike Zhou Wanqin's initial stiffness, Lin Hong, who appeared to have a more outgoing and free-spirited personality, felt as if all the bones in her body had been drained the moment Jiang Jing caught her tongue.

Her entire body went limp, collapsing completely into Jiang Jing's arms, letting him take what he wanted.

She could only let out helpless whimpers, passively enduring Jiang Jing's kiss.

While savoring the slightly wild sweetness of Lin Hong, Jiang Jing was equally unceremonious in kneading her highly elastic buttocks, experiencing a different kind of charm.

Zhou Wanqin, who had just caught her breath, watched as Jiang Jing's sinful hands roamed wantonly over Lin Hong's body.

The same techniques were being applied to Lin Hong.

Her brows furrowed unconsciously, and an inexplicable sense of sourness and displeasure welled up in her heart.

She even subconsciously made a comparison, feeling that her own measurements were clearly more advantageous than Lin Hong's, and that she... she should be more attractive to Jiang Jing...

Poor Captain Zhou had been left flustered by Jiang Jing's successive attacks and had started to let her imagination run wild.

Sensing that Lin Hong's body in his arms was growing softer and her breathing more rapid, and seeing that she was on the verge of suffocating from lack of oxygen, Jiang Jing finally, albeit reluctantly, released her lips, which had been kissed until they were slightly swollen.

Lin Hong's eyes were hazy, her whole body felt weak, and she could barely stand; she relied entirely on Jiang Jing holding her up to keep from sliding to the floor.

She panted heavily, her cheeks flushed, and her gaze unfocused; she was clearly still lost and unable to extricate herself from the kiss just now.

Jiang Jing looked left and right at the two beautiful captains in his arms, his mood reaching the peak of pleasure.

He cleared his throat and said with a straight face: "Alright, the pillow talk has been effective, and I feel like I'm bursting with inspiration now!"

"The two captains deserve the credit! This favor, I, Jiang Jing, will help with!"

Zhou Wanqin and Lin Hong walked out of Jiang Jing's suite, practically supporting each other, their steps somewhat unsteady.

The moment the door closed behind them, both women let out a long sigh of relief simultaneously, as if they had just experienced a heart-pounding battle.

The blush on Zhou Wanqin's cheeks had not yet fully faded. She turned her head and glared viciously at the closed door, as if wanting to slash the "shameless scoundrel" inside to pieces with her gaze.

Inside the room, Jiang Jing seemed to sense it, and his smiling voice came through the door panel: "Take care, Captains! Leave the matter to me. As long as the country needs it, this humble body of mine is always ready to contribute its light and heat to the motherland's scientific cause!"

These cheeky, unserious words made the two women's heartbeats, which had just calmed down a little, accelerate once again.

They ignored Jiang Jing's antics, looked at each other, and saw the same embarrassment and a hint of indescribable palpitation in each other's eyes.

"Let's... let's go and report." Zhou Wanqin tried hard to make her voice sound calm as she took the first step.

Lin Hong gave a low "Mhm" and followed her footsteps.

The two walked side by side, silent the entire way.

...

Inside the suite, Jiang Jing, having successfully "extorted" fragrant kisses and in a great mood, slumped back onto the sofa, feeling satisfied and decided to play a couple of games to celebrate.

However, reality soon dealt him a heavy blow.

"Defeat!"

"Defeat!"

Looking at the bright red "Defeat" on the screen, along with his teammates' blood-pressure-spiking maneuvers and words greeting his entire family, Jiang Jing's good mood was instantly destroyed, his face turning as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Damn it! What kind of trash matchmaking system is this! What kind of brain-dead designers!" Jiang Jing threw his phone onto the sofa and complained powerlessly.

"When I have some spare money, I'll definitely go to the System Store and buy an epoch-making game engine and design philosophy."

"I'll let these designers, who only know how to scam money and feed players garbage, see what true Ninth Art is! What a fair and fun competitive experience is!"

While he was raging at the air, the phone by his side rang.

Caller ID — Elder Qin.

Jiang Jing picked up the phone listlessly and answered, his tone wilted: "Hello... Elder Qin, what's up..."

On the other end of the line, Elder Qin felt his heart skip a beat when he heard Jiang Jing's tone, which sounded as if his body had been hollowed out.

He subconsciously assumed that Jiang Jing was dissatisfied and resentful that they, these old guys, kept bothering him. After all, he had just started enjoying life for a short while, and then was blown by "pillow talk" to get to work...

Elder Qin was suddenly a bit embarrassed, quickly accompanying his words with a laugh, and cautiously exchanged pleasantries: "Ahem... Jiang Jing, this... I didn't disturb your rest, did I? How have you been lately?"

Listening to Elder Qin's tone, which clearly carried a sense of ingratiation and probing, Jiang Jing felt a bit confused and lazily replied: "Elder Qin, just tell me what you need. My bad mood has nothing to do with you guys; I was just pissed off by my teammates while gaming."

"Ah? Gaming?" Elder Qin was stunned upon hearing this, then suddenly realized.

A huge stone in his heart fell to the ground, and his tone became much more relaxed.

"Hahaha, so that's it. Well, young people, I understand, I understand."

He stopped beating around the bush and went straight to the point: "Jiang Jing, are you free right now?"

"Look, it's still afternoon, the time is early, and our expert group is waiting here. Do you think you can... come over right now? Can we discuss that technical problem in person?"

Jiang Jing checked the time and said helplessly: "I'm in the Imperial Capital right now, Elder Qin."

"We know you're in the Imperial Capital!" Elder Qin's voice carried a hint of urgency and joy. "Our project team's headquarters and the Laboratory where we encountered the problem are in the northern suburbs of the Imperial Capital! Not far from you!"

Jiang Jing: "...Alright."

Great, now he didn't even have an excuse to decline.