Chapter 2161 - 702: Role Play_2

As a seasoned pro, she certainly knew what Jing was up to.

According to this script, the victim "main character" was Tang Song, and the "troublemaker" turned out to be her!

Humph! How could she ask Zhuangzhuang to bear such ridiculous blame?!

She was suddenly in the mood to play.

Instead of standing up immediately, she extended her long leg wrapped in tight pants and teasingly kicked Jing with her toe.

Then she turned her head towards the door to look at Tang Song, displaying an extremely innocent expression on her face.

"Don’t misunderstand, actually it was Jing who insisted on dragging me to play games... I just made the mistake that all women in the world tend to make."

Xu Qing in the corner of the sofa: o(°Д°)o

She suddenly felt like she had entered a dreadful lair, so scary!

Mom... no... Yanyan! I want to go home!

Just then.

Jing, lying on the ground, suddenly hugged the athletic leg she had kicked over, "Sister Wen Ruan is right... I know I was wrong... Song, please don’t blame Sister Wen Ruan, it’s all my fault..."

Looking at Jing clinging to her leg, Wen Ruan’s playful expression on her face was a bit hard to maintain, her cheeks slightly flushed.

But outwardly, she casually kicked her leg, "Jing, say it once you’ve put clothes on!"

Unexpectedly, instead of letting go, Jing rubbed her face against Wen Ruan’s leg like her own little furball.

Wen Ruan: "..."

Hey hey hey! You don’t need to act so seriously, do you?!

Also... let go of my leg! It tickles!

Tang Song looked at the lively scene before him, equivalent to premium content, his heartbeat couldn’t slow down.

He pressed his lips together, with a stern expression, and said in a deep voice, "It seems you both need to ’reflect’ properly. Come here!"

Upon hearing this, Jing immediately let go of Wen Ruan’s leg.

She obediently lay on the sofa next to Wen Ruan.

In a voice mixed with fear and anticipation: "Sorry! Please... punish me!"

Wen Ruan quietly withdrew her leg which had gone slightly numb from the rubbing and moved aside, showing a look of enjoyment in the excitement.

She chuckled lightly, "Jing, you don’t need to do this, relax, no one’s gonna do anything to you."

Just as she finished speaking.

"Slap—"

A clear and loud sound echoed in the spacious basement.

"Sorry!" Jing’s body jolted, yet she stubbornly kept her head down.

"Duang~Duang~Duang~"

Xu Qing hiding in the corner shivered in fear, instinctively covering her little derriere.

ヽ(*.>Д<) o゜

"Slap—"

Wen Ruan subconsciously shrank back.

No... no... it’s real hitting?

I was just joking, do you really need to take it so seriously with these two playing?

She looked at Tang Song’s expressionless face, then at Jing’s strange expression...

The smile on the elder sister’s face slowly faded.

This kid can’t have some peculiar hobby, right?

┌(.Д.)┐

Oh my gosh!!!!!!

Wen Ruan immediately stood up, with her hair standing on end, instinctively wanting to get away from the "little pervert."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, Tang Song extended an arm, pulling her tall and plump body tightly into his embrace.

The familiar scent rushed over.

Wen Ruan’s heart skipped a beat, "Tang Song, what are you doing."

Tang Song leaned into the elder sister’s ear, the hot breath sprayed onto her ear, "Didn’t you say... you made the mistake that all women in the world make? Don’t you deserve to accept punishment together?"

As he spoke, he dropped his hot hand onto Wen Ruan’s peachy bottom.

Wen Ruan immediately started to struggle, whispering, "Would you dare?!"

To spank her bum in front of two little sisters?

What a joke! Doesn’t Zhuangzhuang care about her dignity?

"Slap—!"

The sound was particularly loud.

"Ah!" Wen Ruan cried out, her body tensing up instantaneously.

Right after, before she had time to resist, Tang Song lowered his head and kissed her soft red lips.

Suddenly attacked, Wen Ruan’s charming eyes filled with a misty glaze.

She did really miss Tang Song after so long without seeing him.

Her body, her soul, both yearned desperately, warranting this intense reaction.

But she quickly noticed Xu Qing and Jing’s gazes locked intensely on her, snapping back to reality.

She bit Tang Song’s tongue fiercely, taking advantage of his brief wince, pushing him off vigorously!

Her alluring oval face was filled with a mix of embarrassment and annoyance.

"Alright, that’s enough! I’m... I’m going upstairs to feed the cat! You guys can play however you like, just don’t tear down my house."

With that said, she fled away hastily.

Her full and sexy back swayed charmingly under the dim lighting.

Tang Song didn’t try to hold her back.

He understood the elder sister’s personality; though privately very open, such a scene evidently exceeded her comfort zone.

Besides, she wasn’t too familiar with Qingqing and Jing, having met only a few times.

Yet her relationship with first love and Lingling was fairly close.

Some melodious thought sparked a warmth in Tang Song’s heart.

His gaze shifted to the rich beautiful girl below, and the little maid hiding in the corner.

When his dubious gaze swept over them, Xu Qing trembled, immediately standing up from behind the sofa, whispering, "Uh... I-I’ve had enough to eat; I’ll be going first..."

"Stop." Tang Song’s indifferent voice rang out.

Hmph! If I can’t manage the elder sister, I should at least govern Fool Qing!

Xu Qing’s expression instantly froze, like a squirrel whose pause button was pressed, unable to move.

Jing on the ground immediately raised her hand, excitedly reporting, "Lord Tang Song, Qingqing was also involved in the three-player game earlier, and she was the one who proposed it!"

"I did not!" Xu Qing retorted immediately, hastily defending, "It was clearly you who suggested playing PK earlier, and Sister Wen Ruan proposed the rule that whoever loses strips! I’m innocent!"

"Oh?" Tang Song’s eyes suddenly lit up.

The elder sister could sure play well.

He watched his two girlfriends before him, smiling, "If that’s the case, how about you accompany me for a few more rounds then. Street Fighter 6, right, I quite like it too. Let’s keep the same rules."

Jing nodded immediately.

"I’m not playing... it’s late... I need to go home and write..." Xu Qing shook her head like a rattle.

Jing grabbed her arm, sweetly saying, "It’s okay, the villa here is so big, there are plenty of rooms, and there are computers too. We can even sleep here tonight... I just asked Sister Wen Ruan, she doesn’t mind us staying over."

Xu Qing shrunk her neck, "But I didn’t bring any change of clothes."

"No worries, there are brand new robes and towels in the guest rooms on the first floor, even disposable panties~"

"I... I..." Xu Qing’s face turned crimson, stammering, still making her last resistance.

Tang Song didn’t give them a chance to pull away anymore.

He stepped forward directly, pulling both of them effortlessly to the sofa in front of him.

...

...

The PK officially began.

His two girlfriends sat on either side of his lap, each holding a game controller.

Tang Song selected his most skilled game character "Ken."

With his excellent reaction speed and precise operation enhanced by the system’s Attractive Man’s Hand, it was nothing short of dimensionality reduction.

Sometimes using gorgeous Rising Dragon Punch combos to trap Xu Qing’s character in the corner, beating her to the point of no comeback;

Other times using precise grappling and Bouncing Fist to suppress Jing’s character.

The small sofa area instantly heated up with energy.

The sound of controller buttons, the girls’ muffled exclamations, coquettish voices mixed together.

The two who lost the match could only be forced to accept punishment.

Then, Jing proactively dragged Xu Qing into a PK match.

This round, Xu Qing lost extraordinarily quick.

Her back-to-back defeats resulted in compounded punishment, driving her to frustration where she covered her face and cried.

In the end, finding a chance while Tang Song and Jing were PKing, she sneaked out hugging her clothes.

Slipped into a guest room on the first floor, locking the door behind her.

Leaving only rebellious Jing, whose eyes sparkled brighter, breathing heavier.