57 Threatening the Older Cousin
【Ding! The crucial plot unfolds】
Yan Zhen arrived, opened the door, and saw Yan Ruyu standing outside in thin sleepwear, her left arm hanging down, her right hand grasping her left wrist, her head slightly lowered, looking unlike her usual carefree self.
Yan Zhen wanted to laugh, but asked knowingly, “What’s wrong, cousin?”
Yan Ruyu didn’t dare to look him straight in the eye, whispering, “Let me in and I’ll tell you.”
“Oh, please come in.”
Yan Zhen stepped aside, and Yan Ruyu quickly walked in, looking like a thief.
Yan Zhen intentionally used a bit of force to close the door, startling Yan Ruyu, who trembled slightly and sat down on the stool, her beautiful buttocks squeezing out an enticing curve.
Yan Zhen secretly praised himself, poured a cup of tea for Yan Ruyu, and stood with one hand on the table and the other on his hip, looking down at her.
Although Yan Ruyu’s sleepwear was relatively conservative, from this angle, Yan Zhen could still see her snow-white cleavage.
It wasn’t that Yan Zhen had suddenly become lecherous, but he was intentionally using this tactic to tease Yan Ruyu, as per the script.
After all, the relationship between siblings was like this.
“Speak, what do you want?”
Yan Ruyu didn’t notice that she was being teased by her younger cousin and said, “You shouldn’t be so impulsive, agreeing to duel with Lan Ke in three days. With your talent, if you just wait half a year, you’ll definitely surpass Lan Ke. Why rush into it? On the dueling platform, as long as no one dies, the academy won’t intervene, and Lan Ke might take advantage of the situation to harm you…”
Yan Zhen raised his hand to signal her to stop.
“If that’s all you have to say, then please leave. It’s pointless.”
“Hmph, you don’t want to listen, and I’m not bothered with you.”
Yan Ruyu habitually said something arrogant, but she wasn’t actually angry, as these words were just an opening.
“You… you recorded our conversation at the wine shop with Lan Ke, is that true?”
Yan Zhen’s mouth curved up, and he nodded.
“It’s true. Want me to play it back for you?”
Yan Zhen took out a sound-recording spiral conch from his storage ring, pressed the switch, and soon, the conversation between Yan Ruyu and Lan Ke was played back.
“…… Rules, it’s indeed fake, but I like him, it’s true——”
Whoosh!
Yan Ruyu quickly reached out to grab the sound-recording spiral, but Yan Zhen had anticipated this and quickly took it back, leaving her to grab air.
Yan Ruyu’s face turned bright red, and she said in a spoiled tone, “Give me that thing!”
Yan Zhen feigned innocence.
“This is my sound-recording conch, and it’s not cheap. Why should I give it to you?”
Yan Ruyu frowned, biting her lower lip, and said angrily, “Then delete that conversation.”
Yan Zhen looked at her sideways.
“Why should I delete it? It’s a record of older cousin’s deep confession to me. I didn’t know, but it seems older cousin really likes me. What an honor!”
“You… I… I was just trying to reject Lan Ke, so I said that on purpose.” Yan Ruyu’s tone weakened. “I don’t like you, don’t misunderstand!”
“What’s that? So it was like that.” Yan Zhen said regretfully. “I thought older cousin really liked me that much. What a pity!”
Yan Ruyu bit her lip, actually wanting to hear Yan Zhen say some more flirtatious and playful words to tease her, but she was afraid he would take advantage of her and put her in a passive position.
——This scoundrel!
Yan Ruyu adjusted her breathing, her eyes flashing with anger.
“In any case, delete the conversation to avoid misunderstandings.”
However, Yan Zhen shook his head.
“I won’t delete it. This is important evidence for me to annoy Lan Ke.”
Little rascal! Yan Ruyu wanted to fight him, but the evidence was still in Yan Zhen’s hands, so she had to back down.
“What do you want me to do to delete it?”
Yan Zhen pretended to think.
“Well, it’s not that I won’t delete it, but deleting it wouldn’t benefit me either.”
“What do you want? I… I don’t have anything good to give you. You even gave away the Primordial Pill, so you wouldn’t extort me for that little pocket money, would you?”
“Of course not, older cousin. You have something even more enticing on you.”
“What is it?”
“That’s… of course…”
Yan Zhen leaned in close to Yan Ruyu’s ear and whispered two words.
Yan Ruyu’s beautiful eyes widened, and her heart felt like it had been hit by a massive stone, exploding with waves of emotion.
“You, you scoundrel!”
“Say whatever you want, but let me touch you, and I’ll delete the conversation. Otherwise, no deal.” Yan Zhen had a sly expression: “Ah, it’s such a wonderful thing to listen to my cousin’s heartfelt confessions every night before bed. It would be a shame to delete them.”
Yan Ruyu felt ashamed, resentful, and yet, deep down, she had a hint of excitement.
She remembered what Yan Meng’er had said: Maybe your cousin isn’t teasing you, but actually has a crush on you?
Yan Ruyu didn’t quite believe it at first, but now she was convinced, because Yan Zhen had admitted it himself and was even using it to threaten her, wanting to touch her.
If anyone else had made such a request, she would have drawn her sword long ago, but it was Yan Zhen… and there was a threatening element to it, so she couldn’t refuse…
She glanced at Yan Zhen’s face, which was sporting a smug smile that she both liked and hated.
“Really, just once?”
“A gentleman’s word is his bond.”
Yan Zhen thought to himself that it wouldn’t be just once, but he wouldn’t stop until she cried.
“Keep your promise!”
Yan Ruyu bit her lip, seeming to make up her mind, and slowly stood up. Then, she took Yan Zhen’s hand and placed it on her thigh, closing her eyes and trembling as she said:
“You, you do it.”
Feeling the soft and tender flesh of her thigh, Yan Zhen couldn’t help but swallow his saliva.
The key to this dramatic scene was to use the recording as leverage to threaten Yan Ruyu, saying that he would only delete it if he could touch her buttocks.
Originally, he had only planned to tease his cousin, but he didn’t consider that he was a hot-blooded young man, and his cousin’s buttocks felt too good to touch. He got carried away and couldn’t stop, his actions becoming more and more unrestrained.
It wasn’t until Yan Ruyu was crying under his “devil’s claws” that Yan Zhen came to his senses, feeling regretful and immediately slapping himself as an apology.
From then on, Yan Zhen not only lost his emotions but also became increasingly self-controlled, turning into a cold and distant man.
Even later in the story, when he was poisoned by the evil dragon’s lust, he didn’t go after the beautiful bodies of the national teacher and the ninth sword saint, but instead chose to resolve it himself.
This was a crucial turning point in the protagonist’s mentality, and the acting couldn’t be sloppy at all.
—Although it felt a bit unfair to his cousin, for the sake of the story’s development, he wouldn’t hold back, hehehe~
Yan Zhen’s hand slowly slid over Yan Ruyu’s thigh, reaching towards her back, and finally touched that prominent area.
The soft and tender sensation made him unable to resist lightly grasping it, and his five fingers sank into the warm and wonderful package.
Yan Ruyu’s delicate body trembled, and she quickly bit her lip to prevent herself from making a humiliating sound.
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