162: Look at yourself in the mirror!

“Auntie Yi Yun, is this how you taught me?”

“How do I feel like you were more invested than me? Your voice was loud enough to shatter glass, and you twisted like a hula hoop when you were on top.”

Jiang Feng wanted to back Zheng Yiyun into a corner, leaving her no room to argue, enjoying the pleasure of a cat playing with a mouse.

Is it over after eating? That would truly be underestimating Jiang Feng...

One must know, he is Yangcheng Cannon King, Whip Woman Hero, Contract Beast Training Master, Jiang Feng.

The desire for conquest in Jiang Feng’s bones burned fiercely at this moment.

He wanted Auntie Yi Yun to completely submit to him.

That sense of control excited him more than anything else...

“Bad Xiao Feng, you... you’re not allowed to say that! I wasn’t invested at all! Not even a little... mm, just a tiny bit comfortable!”

Zheng Yiyun was flustered by his words, her cheeks instantly turning red like ripe cherries, even her earlobes flushed pink.

She subconsciously tried to gently push Jiang Feng away, but he held her even tighter, the burning heat on her lower abdomen clear and distinct.

This made her face flush even redder with shame, and even her breathing became difficult...

Zheng Yiyun could feel her heart pounding as if it were about to explode, and that familiar desire surged again, making her almost lose control.

The images of the silver bullets kept replaying in her mind, making her so ashamed she wished she could find a hole to crawl into...

But her body honestly felt a wave of numbness.

Her sensitive nerves, untouched for many years, were completely ignited, making her want to escape yet unable to resist getting closer; this contradictory feeling was driving her crazy...

“Auntie Yi Yun, since you won’t admit it, and you’re so stubborn... then I’ll let you see for yourself... what kind of expression you have right now...”

Jiang Feng looked at her stubborn expression, and his desire for conquest grew even stronger.

He suddenly picked Zheng Yiyun up by the waist with a decisive and swift motion.

Jiang Feng wanted to catch Zheng Yiyun off guard, to let her see her aroused appearance with her own eyes...

Sometimes visual impact is more convincing than words!

I want Zheng Yiyun to see her aroused appearance with her own eyes, to see her seductive look in the mirror, and then I’ll see how she can still argue...

Jiang Feng was very strong, holding Zheng Yiyun’s voluptuous body effortlessly as if she weighed nothing, walking steadily towards his target.

Zheng Yiyun was startled by his sudden action and let out a soft cry.

She quickly wrapped her arms tightly around Jiang Feng’s neck, afraid of falling.

But feeling Jiang Feng’s strong arms, her panicked mind gradually calmed down...

Her voice carried a hint of panic as she chided softly:

“Bad Xiao Feng... what do you want to do? Put me down quickly...”

Zheng Yiyun’s heart was in her throat.

She didn’t know what Jiang Feng wanted to do; she was both nervous and curious, her body trembling slightly from being suspended.

She could feel her body exposed to the air, and the cool air gave her a fine layer of goosebumps.

This feeling of shame and excitement made her flustered, even her toes trembled slightly, yet she didn’t dare struggle too much, afraid of actually falling...

She secretly glanced up at Jiang Feng, finding him looking down at her, his eyes almost overflowing with desire, making her cheeks even hotter.

Bad Xiao Feng, you just finished once, and now you’re hungry again?

Are young people this vibrant and energetic?

Jiang Feng ignored her struggles and pleas, carrying her step by step towards the full-length mirror in the corner of the room.

Moonlight streamed through the curtain gap onto the mirror, clearly reflecting both their figures inside...

Even the most subtle expressions and tiny hairs on their skin were clearly visible...

“Auntie Yi Yun, look at yourself, your current appearance...”

Jiang Feng’s voice sounded in her ear, carrying a hint of seduction,

“Look at your current appearance, is it really as you said... without any feeling? Be honest, it’s okay to lie to me, but don’t lie to yourself!”

He straightened his waist, bringing them even closer, this move was to adjust the angle so Zheng Yiyun could clearly see the scene in the mirror...

He wanted to tell her in the most direct way—you are lying!

Your body is much more honest than your mouth...

Zheng Yiyun followed Jiang Feng’s gaze to the mirror, and when she saw the scene inside, she instantly froze as if under a spell.

In the mirror.

Zheng Yiyun’s smooth back gleamed like jade under the moonlight, her softness in front rising and falling slightly with her breathing, her intimate scenery completely exposed.

Her hair was scattered loosely, a few damp strands clinging to her flushed cheeks, outlining her delicate features.

Her cheeks were crimson like ripe apples, her eyes misty and moist, carrying lingering afterglow.

A faint, satisfied smile still lingered at the corners of her lips.

Her fair neck and chest were covered with blooming red marks, striking and alluring.

Her flat stomach had fine beads of sweat, her waist was as slender as a willow branch swaying in the spring breeze, and her legs still bore ambiguous marks.

Her entire being exuded a lazy charm of someone who had been nourished, where was the usual dignified and proper demeanor?

This scene was more alluring than any action movie...

Zheng Yiyun’s mind went blank; was the woman in the mirror, the one like a silver bullet, really herself?

She had never seen herself so aroused, that seductive charm emanating from her very bones made her feel both unfamiliar and shy...

So everything Jiang Feng said was true; she really was that invested and enjoyed it that much just now...

This realization made her wish she could find a hole to crawl into, even her earlobes were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

Zheng Yiyun’s face instantly flushed crimson with shame, she wanted to hide in Jiang Feng’s arms, but he held the back of her head, preventing her from moving.

She was forced to face herself in the mirror... every ambiguous mark silently spoke of the intensity of what had just happened.

She could clearly see Jiang Feng’s hand wrapped around her waist, seeing their intimate contact.

This visual impact made her flustered, yet her body honestly broke out in goosebumps, and even her breathing became rapid...

“Look, Auntie Yi Yun...”

Jiang Feng’s voice sounded in her ear, with a hint of teasing, he deliberately rubbed his chin against the hollow of her neck, feeling the slight trembling of the person in his arms,

“Your current appearance, how is it like you’re teaching me? Clearly, you were enjoying yourself...”

He could clearly feel the stiffness and slight trembling of the beauty in his arms, knowing that his goal had been achieved.

Zheng Yiyun’s heart pounded wildly, like a little deer frantically crashing around in her chest, and even her breathing became rapid.

The scene in the mirror was like a key, unlocking her most secret desires, making her unable to deceive herself any longer.

Under such concrete evidence, no matter how much she argued or stubbornly denied, it was all pale and powerless...

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