Come Quickly 02

"Compensation?"

"What compensation?"

A hint of vigilance flashed in their eyes, afraid that Lin Yu was going to use this as an excuse to come up with some bad idea.

"Don't be nervous."

Seeing their wariness, Lin Yu smiled gently, trying to soothe their emotions.

But the result was exactly the opposite.

His self-proclaimed gentle smile looked like nothing but ill intent in their eyes, scaring them so much that they almost crossed their arms over their chests seeking a sense of security!

"Relax, it's not an unreasonable request."

"You guys just..."

Lin Yu feigned hesitation, keeping them in suspense for a moment.

Under their increasingly guarded gazes, Lin Yu stated his demand.

"Just give me a kiss on the cheek, one from each of you!"

Hearing this request, the two of them breathed a small sigh of relief.

Although there was another woman present, making it a bit embarrassing to do such a thing.

But overall, it was fine.

It was still within an acceptable range.

So neither of them put up much resistance. Sitting on either side of Lin Yu, they couldn't see each other's faces, so kissing him wouldn't be too awkward.

Soon, Xia Muzhu and Tang Manman each planted a kiss on Lin Yu's left and right cheeks.

After they finished kissing him, Lin Yu almost couldn't hold it together.

The thought of what he was going to do next made him want to laugh.

However, Lin Yu relied on his strong willpower to suppress the urge to laugh.

He tightened his lips, not letting a smile escape.

Instead, he furrowed his brows, pulled a long face, and said in dissatisfaction:

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't we agree that you'd kiss me together (at the same time)?"

"That doesn't count!"

"Hurry up, do it properly this time."

Xia: ???

Tang: ???

Xia & Tang: When did you ever say we had to do it together?

They both knew Lin Yu was acting like a rogue, looking at him with a hint of resentment.

But neither of them refused his request.

Urged on by Lin Yu, the two leaned forward again, planting another kiss on his cheeks.

This time, Lin Yu was smiling so hard he could barely keep the corners of his mouth down, yet he still put on an impatient look, even pretending to be angry as he said:

"Ah!"

"What are you guys doing?"

"Didn't we agree to do it together?"

"One after the other again?"

"Do you understand what 'at the same time' means?"

"At the same time!"

Taking advantage of their soft-hearted natures, Lin Yu pushed his luck and said:

"Hurry up!"

"Do it again."

"One more time!"

What?

Again?

Amidst the overwhelming embarrassment that was about to drown them, a surge of indignation quietly rose.

This Lin Yu!

He only knows how to bully people!

Their slight anger quickly compromised in the face of love.

Although they were a little dissatisfied with Lin Yu's shameless behavior, they still decided to go along with his wishes...

...

One more time... (super quietly)

...

To prevent Lin Yu from playing dirty again this time.

The two leaned slightly, their lines of sight bypassing Lin Yu's chest, and carefully exchanged a glance.

With just one look, the blush on their faces intensified several times over, even their earlobes turning deep red.

They were so shy they could barely catch their breath.

Anyway, after making eye contact and finding the right timing, the two leaned forward together.

And gently planted a kiss.

"Oh man!"

"No, no!"

"This time Sister Zhuzi was a little bit slow."

"Doesn't count, doesn't count."

"One more time!"

"One more time!"

"..."

...

"Ah, can you guys get the timing right?"

"This time you were slow, Manman."

"Can we do it together!"

"Together!"

Lin Yu couldn't even keep up the basic act of dissatisfaction anymore.

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth were about to fly up to the sky.

The two endured it again and again, pushed again and again.

By this point, they finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

Even a cornered rabbit will bite.

Let alone two living, breathing people?

Xia Muzhu and Tang Manman exchanged glances once more.

This time, the evasion and shyness in their eyes had mostly faded, replaced by a few hints of determination and resentment.

After making eye contact, their movements were perfectly synchronized.

They grabbed Lin Yu's arms and took a vicious bite.

"Ah!"

A miserable shriek rang out, even briefly drowning out the melodious music in the bar.

Numerous gazes shot toward them. Xia Muzhu and Tang Manman, feeling too embarrassed, quickly let go.

Lin Yu rubbed his arms in pain.

However, compared to his mental joy, the physical pain was simply not worth mentioning.

Lin Yu was overjoyed.

Judging by the current development.

His ultimate achievement for tonight was pretty much guaranteed!

After dealing with the big bad guy Lin Yu with a shared bitter hatred.

The atmosphere between Xia Muzhu and Tang Manman softened a lot.

They could even bypass Lin Yu and have some interactions with each other.

And at this time, Lin Yu was busy with a very important business.

Mixing a date rape drug...

Bah!

Mixing drinks!

Lin Yu mixed some highly concentrated, flammable strong liquor into some highly sweet beverages.

This way, the strong liquor that was spicy enough to burn the throat became easy to drink.

After simply mixing a few glasses, under the guise of letting them taste his craftsmanship, Lin Yu made each of them chug a glass of his specially mixed drug...

Bah!

His specially mixed cocktail!

Tang Manman's alcohol tolerance was as terrible as always. Just a small glass, and not long after drinking it, she was drunk.

Xia Muzhu's tolerance was slightly better than Tang Manman's, but not by much.

One glass of the special cocktail, plus the red wine she had during dinner earlier, pushed her to her limit.

Dizzy and disoriented, she collapsed onto Lin Yu, whom she subconsciously deemed the most reliable.

Lin Yu held the gentle and beautiful Xia Muzhu with one arm and the pure and lovely Tang Manman with the other.

His face was full of an evil smirk, like a schemer who had succeeded.

He looked even more like a villain than an actual villain.

After successfully getting the two drunk, Lin Yu had no reason to stay here any longer.

With one arm around each, he carefully helped the two tipsy women up, then turned and left the lounge bar.

Outside the lounge bar, the taxi Lin Yu had arranged in advance was quietly parked there.

Supporting the two drunk women, Lin Yu walked toward the taxi with some difficulty due to the uncomfortable posture.

"Let me help you."

Just as Lin Yu was struggling to support them, a soft voice sounded by his ear.

Lin Yu turned his head and saw that it was the long-legged beauty, the resident singer who had come over to hit on him while they were drinking earlier.

Her outfit now was more or less the same as what she wore in the bar.

Except now she had an unzipped long black padded coat draped over her, obviously having rushed out to chase after him.

Lin Yu glanced at her and didn't refuse her kindness. After letting her support Tang Manman slightly, Lin Yu freed up his hand to change his posture, pulling Tang Manman back into his arms.

After getting the two dead-drunk women into the car, Lin Yu didn't get in himself. Instead, he turned around and coldly looked at this bar singer, whose looks and temperament truly lived up to the word beauty.

Under Lin Yu's icy gaze, the long-legged beauty became somewhat at a loss.

However, she endured the awkwardness, gathered her courage, took out her phone, and asked with a smile:

"Handsome."

"Now can we add each other on WeChat?"

The woman believed that the only reason she had been rejected earlier was because of the two other women by his side.

Now that they were both drunk, there was no reason for her to be rejected again.

Lin Yu did not answer the long-legged beauty's question. His gaze turned cold as he looked the woman up and down.

He pulled a cigarette case from his pocket, lit a cigarette, and placed it between his lips.

Looking at the woman, Lin Yu asked casually, yet with a chilling certainty in his tone,

Speak.

What is your goal?

Wh-what goal?

The smile on the long-legged beauty's face turned awkward as she asked in confusion.

You had better not make me find someone else to ask you.

Lin Yu took a drag of his cigarette. His darkened face carried a calm ruthlessness, much like the eerie peace before a storm.

Coupled with his slightly wicked-looking features, he gave off a profoundly intimidating aura.

I, I just wanted to make a friend...

The woman was somewhat frightened by Lin Yu's presence, her voice growing noticeably weaker.

Reason.

Why do you want to be friends with me?

Trust me, if you dare to lie, you won't be able to bear the consequences.

Lin Yu pressed her relentlessly.

Ultimately, the long-legged beauty was just a girl who had never seen the harsh realities of the world.

Terrified by Lin Yu's threats, she confessed everything.

I saw you driving a black supercar this afternoon...

The long-legged beauty sheepishly revealed her true motive for pestering him.

Hearing this explanation, Lin Yu was stunned for a moment before he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

What the hell.

It was actually because of that?

Speechless, Lin Yu rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

Faced with a long-legged beauty whose only goal was to snag a rich man, Lin Yu pulled out his wallet and stuffed the thin wad of cash from inside into her hands.

He considered it a token of gratitude for her inadvertently helping to ease the tension between Xia Muzhu and Tang Manman, as well as for helping him support Tang Manman just a moment ago.

Having resolved this minor nuisance, Lin Yu got into a taxi and eagerly sent a message to Qing Mo.

Long Aotian: Urgent matter!

Long Aotian: Come quick!

Within seconds, Qing Mo's reply arrived on Lin Yu's phone.

Qing Mo: I have things to handle tonight.

Qing Mo: I can't get away.

After sending this message, Qing Mo set her phone aside. She raised her eyes and once again looked at the youthful girl sitting across the table, whose looks were not in the slightest inferior to her own.

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