【A Twisted Love Amidst the Demon's Descent into the City】(8 Chapters)

Chapter 8 My Sister's First Kiss

When Fang Yan and Liu Yanyang entered, there were two more men in the private room. They looked to be around eighteen or nineteen

years old , but they wore strange clothes, had long hair that covered their eyes, and had a sleazy demeanor. It was clear at a glance

that they were Xiao Daxia's seniors.

The two men sat down next to Lin Ziyu. One of them had his legs crossed, elbows resting on the table,

a cigarette between his fingers, tilting his head and looking Lin Ziyu up and down, especially lingering on her snow-white, smooth legs.

The other man was bent over, elbows on his knees, playing with a lighter in his hands, constantly twirling it,

watching Lin Ziyu and Fang Yuan with a half-smile.

"Brother!"

As soon as Fang Yan entered, Fang Yuan ran to Fang Yan's side, showing no resentment at him touching her private parts that morning

, and clamped Fang Yan's arm with her budding, soft breasts.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Yan saw the little girl's crystal-clear face filled with panic and anger. Lin Ziyu's

tense body only relaxed suddenly when she saw him enter. Her fair legs were pressed together, and her hands

instinctively covered her lower abdomen. It was obvious that this was related to those two men.

"They..."

"Oh, you really have a boyfriend!"

Fang Yan was interrupted by the smoking man before he could finish speaking. He tossed his hair and

said to Lin Ziyu in what he thought was a dashing manner, "Alright, since you don't have time now, don't leave after you finish eating. I'll come find you."

"I'm fine. I'll stay here with you so you won't leave before I do."

The man playing with the lighter replied with a grin, meaning he would stay and wait for his accomplice to return.

If the smoking man didn't have other things to do, he might even have gone so far as to abduct a woman.

Indeed , he had rushed into the wrong private room, and his eyes

lit up the moment he entered. Two stunningly beautiful young women, so delicate and tender, immediately aroused him. The girls in front of him were so pretty, like little devils, that just looking at them

excited him. Their skin was so soft it seemed like it could be squeezed to release moisture, their pink and thin lips, their long, smooth, white

legs —he couldn't resist the urge to lick them.

Seeing that Lin Ziyu ignored him, the smoking man wasn't angry and chuckled self-importantly, "Don't worry,

it's just going out for some fun."

The lighter-wielding man, seeing that his friend had forgotten about the pretty, almost bewitching girl, quickly turned to look at Fang Yuan standing next to

Fang Yan , raised an eyebrow, and added flippantly,

"And you, little sister."

"Pah! Who's your little sister!"

Fang Yuan quickly spat, hugging Fang Yan's arm even tighter, her nose wrinkled, her big eyes wide open—

her little face was incredibly cute.

"There's no time after dinner."

Fang Yan's arrival calmed Lin Ziyu's wildly beating heart. The two men beside her seemed even more

disgusted, their lecherous gazes nauseating, as if they hadn't seen a woman in eight lifetimes. "Fang Yan, there are too many

flies , let's eat somewhere else."

Lin Ziyu wasn't afraid of trouble; she was rather lively, and with her well-off family background, she possessed

a captivating yet slightly naive air, which, combined with her smooth and pretty face, made her even more alluring.

The moment Lin Ziyu stood up, the smoking man suddenly reached out and blocked her path, startling her so much that

her face flushed red as she hurriedly retreated. Seeing his sly grin, she knew he had no

good intentions; he was probably like that bastard Fang Yan, wanting to take advantage of her two round, round breasts.

If a similar situation had occurred in the past, and if Master Xiao had been present, the

scene would be entirely different. Regardless of the outcome, both men would have undoubtedly received a punch to the face. Therefore, Fang Yan felt that

his fights were almost always forced, mostly due to Master Xiao's fiery temper; if a matter could

be resolved with fists,

he wouldn't utter a word. "Who the hell are you?"

Liu Yanyang, standing behind Fang Yan, seeing that Fang Yan hadn't moved, assumed it was because Xiao Feng's absence made him

hesitant, and spoke first. However, his clean-cut appearance, even when he roared, lacked any real

power.

The man with the lighter slowly turned his head, staring coldly at Liu Yanyang with a pretentious air, putting away his lighter,

pulling a switchblade from his back pocket, flicking it out, and then putting it away again.

Liu Yanyang inwardly cursed Xiao Feng, that idiot, for having to cause trouble now and now running into

a tough character . Lin Ziyu was clearly alarmed when she saw the switchblade.

The smoking man glanced sideways at Liu Yanyang, seemingly ignoring him completely, and continued

to grin at Lin Ziyu. The girl's feigned anger ignited a fire within him; he longed to immediately

pin this little vixen down and ravage her. Right now, nothing was more important than the little vixen before him.

He'd deal with everything else after venting his desire, otherwise, he'd be bursting.

"Miss, since you don't like the environment here, why don't you come eat somewhere else with me? Then I'll take you to

a disco. I guarantee you'll come back so high you'll forget even their last names."

At this moment, Fang Yan quietly released his arm, which Fang Yuan had been holding between her breasts. Even though he was reluctant to part with the soft, yielding

touch, he knew that if he didn't act soon, the smoking man would likely be blinded by lust and make a move on Lin Ziyu.

He casually moved behind the smoking man, then glanced at Liu Yanyang. Sure enough, the boy was watching him. He quickly

gave him a subtle wink and looked at the stool beside his legs.

The effect of the lighter-wielding man brandishing his knife pleased the smoking man. He'd already figured

out , so he hadn't taken them seriously. Everyone knew Jing'an Middle School—a bunch of pampered

brats. If it really came down to it, they probably wouldn't dare use knives; they were just fresh out of school, how much

guts did they have? It was just bluffing.

"Come on, I'll take you to have some fun."

The smoking man felt he couldn't hold back any longer. He reached out to touch Lin Ziyu, wanting to take her out and vent

his frustrations quickly. Young girls have pride; would they tell anyone afterward? Just as his hand was about to touch

Lin Ziyu's waist, and he thought her smooth, tender body was about to writhe beneath him, he suddenly ejaculated.

A chill ran through him, and a fluid oozed from his unusable genitals. Out of the corner of his eye…

It seemed like a bizarre scene unfolded before their eyes: the pale, quiet male student appeared to be holding a stool. 　　Before

the smoking man could even process what this strange sight meant, a loud thud followed by his companion's scream

. "Ah!" —————————————————————— After such an incident, the group lost all interest in karaoke. On the way home from the restaurant, Fang Yuan was still shaken, clinging to Fang Yan and refusing to get down, causing the taxi driver ahead to glance at her in the rearview mirror every now and then. 　　Lin Ziyu also went to Fang Yan's house; she still needed to change her pants back, as Fang Yan's house was the closest to hers. The group quickly made some instant noodles in the kitchen for lunch. Lin Ziyu was always quite relaxed at Fang Yan's house, and with Fang Ru not home, she was even more uninhibited. After eating the noodles and sweating profusely from the spiciness, she went to the bathroom to shower. 　　Just back at the restaurant, the lighter-wielding man and the smoking man had been beaten to a pulp by Fang Yan and his friends with stools. At first, the smoking man endured the sharp pain from his vest, glaring and trying to fight back, but Fang Yan kicked him to the ground as soon as he raised his head. After that, he wouldn't even remove his hand from his head for a second, let alone use a knife. Finally, even Lin Ziyu and Fang Yuan joined in, venting their frustrations and working up a sweat. 　　However, Fang Yan didn't know that this incident would soon unearth a long-buried memory that almost swallowed him whole. 　　On the living room sofa, Fang Yuan snuggled against Fang Yan again, wrapping her arms around his neck, her legs spread, sitting face-to-face on his lap, her delicate face gently rubbing against his neck. 　　"What's wrong, little girl? Still scared?" 　　Fang Yan asked softly, noticing that the little girl hadn't spoken much since returning. His hands lightly kneaded Fang Yuan 's buttocks, feeling the pressure of her breasts. Her petite and alluring body seemed to unconsciously respond , twisting slightly, bringing an intense pleasure that made him weak in the knees. 　　"Mmm." 　　A soft, sweet voice rang in Fang Yan's ear. The childish voice was innocent, but the allure it carried was even stronger. 　　Indeed, Fang Yuan had seen Fang Yan fight before, but only once, and from afar. It was nothing compared to the impact of witnessing it firsthand today . When she retaliated against the smoking man at the restaurant, the little girl was furious , but she only kicked the fleshy parts of the body, lifting her skirt and kicking with pitifully weak force, as if afraid of killing someone. Moreover, she would hide behind Fang Yan after each kick, and then come out to kick again if things seemed alright. 　　Fang Yan straightened the little girl's body, cupped her still slightly chubby, warm and delicate face in his hands, and pressed his forehead against hers. "With your brother here, no one can bully you, little girl." 　　"What about you?" 　　The little girl pouted slightly, looking aggrieved, but her eyes sparkled. 　　A smooth forehead, a beautiful face so close to his, crystal clear and almost transparent, flushed with a slight blush, long eyelashes like two fans, a straight and delicate nose, and pink lips that exhaled a fragrance like orchids, a neck as white as jade—everything was tempting to Fang Yan. 　　Fang Yan couldn't resist leaning in, lightly pecking at her face with his lips, greedily inhaling the scent mixed with her body fragrance and warmth. He gently rubbed his nose against her pearly earlobe, sliding down her fair neck, lingering for a long time, before finally moving upwards again until he touched those thin, soft, red lips. 　　"Of course, only brother can tease you..." 　　Before the words were finished, Fang Yan had already captured those warm, thin lips in his mouth, gently sucking on them. 　　The sweet, sensual flavor was irresistible to Fang Yan. Just as he extended his tongue to pry open those pearly white teeth, a pulling sensation from his ears made him release her soft, thin lips. Looking up, he saw the little girl glaring at him angrily. Then, she suddenly leaned down and bit Fang Yan's shoulder, mumbling, 　　"You perverted brother, I haven't even settled the score with you for what happened this morning, and now... and... you're giving me my first kiss!" 　　Fang Yan endured the ticklish bites, tightly pulling her alluring, delicate body into his arms. The little girl 's tender flesh was soft and boneless, her fragrance intoxicating, every part of her exuding ultimate allure. Fang Yan longed to pin her down and ride her wantonly, but in the end, he could only hold her in his arms, hoping to meld her into his very being.

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