Boarding Life-Chapter 649

How could Qin Qi not feel it? But he knew perfectly well, right now he and Yan Qingyu were in the middle of an ultimate tug-of-war!

If he wanted to completely conquer Yan Qingyu, he couldn't afford to be impatient.

With that in mind, Qin Qi kept up his innocent act. "Huh? There's nothing else you need help with, Sister Qingyu. You've already helped me this much—I can't just keep asking you for more!"

Yan Qingyu's teeth itched with frustration inside.

Just ask for something a little more excessive, why don't you!

Before, when I was taking care of myself, Qin Qi busted in so fast I couldn't even react. Now I'm hinting this blatantly and he still doesn't get it?

Or maybe, did I shut him down too hard before, and now Qin Qi's really lost any fantasies about me?

She bit down gently on her lip.

She felt like she was going crazy.

These past few days, she tossed and turned every night, her head filled with nothing but Qin Qi!

"Tonight… should I just…" Yan Qingyu was tangled up in her thoughts.

Finally, it was time to clock out for the evening.

Yan Qingyu and Qin Qi went back to the apartment together.

The air between the two of them was extra ambiguous. They shared a few sentences here and there, the conversation loose and meandering, as if both were just waiting until they were back at the apartment.

Qin Qi stretched with a yawn, grinning at Yan Qingyu.

He knew, at this moment, Yan Qingyu was already at her last gasp, like a spent arrow.

He smiled. "Sister Qingyu, I'll head to my room then!"

Yan Qingyu had still been hesitating, but when she heard what Qin Qi said, she clenched her little pink fist, as if finally making up her mind.

She bit her rosy lip. "Hey, Qin Qi, let me tidy up your room a bit more for you."

Qin Qi scratched his head. "Huh? More cleaning? Didn't you just clean it up last night?"

Yan Qingyu forced a smile. "President Mu told me to take care of you, didn't she? Of course I have to do my job. Us women tidy our rooms every day—you guys are just messier, that's all."

"Alright, let me go change real quick. I'll come out and clean your room in a minute."

Qin Qi narrowed his eyes to slits, not quite sure what was going on in Yan Qingyu's head.

But in just a moment, his eyes lit up.

Because Yan Qingyu came out of her room only a short while later, having changed out of her business attire and into a sexy short skirt.

The skirt wrapped around her, making her long, shapely legs look their absolute best.

When she caught Qin Qi staring straight at her, she rushed to explain, "Um, it's just easier to clean the room in this outfit!"

As if Qin Qi couldn't see right through Yan Qingyu's intentions.

He didn't break the act, only watched as Yan Qingyu headed into his room.

Soon enough, Yan Qingyu started sweeping, and the moment she bent down—

Qin Qi couldn't help but shudder all over.

"Holy shit…"

He gulped hard.

Because under that short skirt of Yan Qingyu's, it was totally empty—she wasn't wearing anything at all.

How could Qin Qi possibly keep his composure now?

This Yan Qingyu, just to seduce him, had already gone all out.

He gritted his teeth and held back the urge in his heart.

At first Yan Qingyu was only bending over a little. But seeing that Qin Qi still wasn't making a move, she leaned further and further forward.

Every time she bent down, everything under her skirt was perfectly exposed to Qin Qi's line of sight!

And as she kept tidying up, her shapely backside kept swaying right in front of him.

Qin Qi couldn't hold back anymore; he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Yan Qingyu's soft, delicate body from behind.

Feeling the strength in Qin Qi's embrace, Yan Qingyu's heart blossomed with dazzling delight.

She just didn't believe Qin Qi could resist her. She'd already made it this obvious—if Qin Qi was any kind of man, there was no reason for him not to give in obediently.

But on the surface, she still put on an act, feigning panic: "Qin Qi, wh-what are you doing?!"

Qin Qi saw that Yan Qingyu was still acting stubborn and snorted with a grin. "Sister Qingyu, you're not even wearing panties. Weren't you just begging to seduce me?"

"Sister Qingyu, if you want me to fuck you, just say so!"

With that, Qin Qi had already whipped himself out.

When that hot presence pressed right up under Yan Qingyu's skirt—

Yan Qingyu's whole body jolted, shuddering uncontrollably.

Her breathing turned ragged, and her eyes filled with desperate, naked desire.

Yet even with her voice sweet and trembling, nearly bursting with impatience, she still protested, "Huh? W-what are you talking about? I just changed too fast earlier and forgot to put them on!"

"Qin Qi, let go of your big sister, did you forget the agreement between us?"

Qin Qi saw Yan Qingyu was still so stubborn, and gripped his spear, rubbing back and forth right at her entrance.

"Sister Qingyu, really?"

With Qin Qi's teasing, Yan Qingyu cried out again and again, feeling like she was losing her mind.

Why did Qin Qi have to make everything complicated—couldn't he just force his way in already?

Qin Qi curled his lips in a half-smile, still refusing to give in. "Oh, so Sister Qingyu actually doesn't want me to fuck you? Guess I misunderstood."

"If that's the case, I'll stop, so you won't hate me later."

Saying that, Qin Qi made as if to pull away.

Yan Qingyu's whole body went taut; panic flooded her face. She just couldn't hold back anymore. "No, don't!"

Why was Qin Qi like this?!

He was already right there—how could he pull back now?

Didn't he understand a woman's heart? So what if she talked tough—couldn't he just take charge and push his way in?

Qin Qi smirked, amusement flickering in his eyes. "Sister Qingyu, don't what?"

Yan Qingyu drew a deep breath, trembling all over. "Qin Qi… just for tonight, just tonight, Sister Qingyu lets you in. Hurry up, get inside me."

Qin Qi grinned. "But you said before that we only had that one night. So how come tonight…"

"Tonight's fine too!" Yan Qingyu burst out, her voice breathless with impatience.

Qin Qi dragged out his words, teasing, "Sister Qingyu, so you can let me, but I never said you could. Do you honestly think that just because you want it, I'll give in, and when you don't, I can't touch you?"

"What do you take me for, Sister Qingyu?"

As he spoke, he kept his grip on his spear, running it along her wetness, provoking her mercilessly.

He could feel it—Yan Qingyu was already drenched, completely unable to control herself anymore.

He knew exactly what Yan Qingyu wanted.

But he just had to keep pushing, keep testing her limits.

Sure enough, as soon as he said that, Yan Qingyu could hardly breathe.

She almost sounded like she was crying, "Qin Qi, stop messing with me, please. Give it to me, hurry. From now on, anytime you want to fuck me, I'll let you. Alright? I'll be your woman, you can use me however you like…"

This was the moment Qin Qi had been waiting for.

He knew Yan Qingyu was already at her breaking point.

He stopped holding back. In a swift, powerful thrust, like an army charging the gates, he plunged into Yan Qingyu's defenses.

For a second, Yan Qingyu was utterly stunned; then her expression turned dazed, lost in a haze of sensation.

Yes… this, this was exactly the feeling she'd been craving!