Chapter 147: A Woman at Thirty is as Fierce as a Tiger

As soon as the words left her mouth, Fang Zhou’s vision was filled with Qin Yun’s face, magnified several times, and his collar was grabbed.

He tried to retreat, but his head hit the wall, leaving him no escape.

Qin Yun leaned in, accurately capturing Fang Zhou’s movements, and her warm, moist lips covered his.

The slippery sensation between his lips and teeth sent a strange electric current flowing through his heart.

The fragrance from Qin Yun’s perfume filled his nostrils, making him feel as if he had inadvertently wandered into a lush garden filled with countless roses.

Fang Zhou’s heart pounded like a drum, feeling like a thief who had trespassed into a garden to steal the most beautiful flower.

A slippery object traced his lips, like a colorful snake marking its prey before the final strike.

Fang Zhou’s eyes widened, and he pushed Qin Yun away, whispering, “No!”

The older woman’s lips glistened, and she looked like a satiated beast, lazily asking, “Why not?”

Her eyes remained on Fang Zhou’s face, but the facade had dropped, revealing a lurking predator, determined to claim her prey.

“Last time, it was you who said it wasn’t enough.”

Her voice was light, like a kite ready to drift away, but its destination was an amusement park from a year ago.

Back then, Qin Yun had just been promoted to associate professor, driven by her career, leaving little time for Fang Zhou.

But Fang Zhou, a young man full of vigor, became clingy and demanding once he started dating the older woman.

After three days without seeing her, Fang Zhou managed to coax Qin Yun to the amusement park, under the pretense of relieving her stress.

As soon as they entered the Ferris wheel cabin, Fang Zhou couldn’t resist hugging Qin Yun’s waist and pulling her in for a kiss.

People around them, waiting in line, stared wide-eyed.

Fortunately, most Ferris wheel riders were couples, and after a couple of glances, they returned to kissing their own partners.

Fang Zhou seemed to have opened Pandora’s box, inspiring others to follow suit.

That day, the amusement park staff thought expressionlessly: “This is the most public display of affection I’ve ever seen.”

Their kisses were intense and urgent, and Qin Yun could feel a small something saluting her. She pushed Fang Zhou away, saying, “Enough.”

But Fang Zhou didn’t let her go, whispering, “Not enough,” as he continued to kiss her and roam his hands over her body.

When the Ferris wheel reached its highest point, they didn’t even look at the most beautiful view; their eyes were only for each other.

“The past is the past, and now is now!”

Fang Zhou’s firm words broke Qin Yun’s reminiscing. She glanced up to see the man she had just kissed, his eyes clear, devoid of desire, unlike before.

Qin Yun couldn’t understand how someone could detach so quickly.

The clingy Fang Zhou of the past was now so distant.

The stark contrast was bewildering. If Qin Yun didn’t know he was sick, she might have gone mad.

Perhaps it was that time she had overstepped, revealing her true nature and scaring him.

Qin Yun smiled wryly and softly asked, “So, does that mean if I sleep with you today, it won’t count tomorrow?”

“Then let’s do it later.”

“After all, it will pass. Just think of me as craving your youthful body, how about that?”

She spoke while still gazing at Fang Zhou, her captivating eyes even more alluring with the slight redness from their earlier kiss, better than any makeup.

Her slightly curled hair swayed in the air, like spider silk, setting an inescapable trap.

And Qin Yun’s prey was Fang Zhou.

The cabin’s small space felt warmer due to their intimate actions, making Qin Yun’s cheeks flush.

As she spoke, she placed her hand on Fang Zhou’s thigh, slowly moving upward along his jeans.

Like a nun about to climb a mountain, she approached the base.

A large hand stopped her, and Fang Zhou’s voice was stern, “Don’t move.”

Qin Yun smiled slightly, withdrawing her hand but covering Fang Zhou’s with hers, asking softly, “What if I insist on moving?”

“You! This is sexual harassment!”

Fang Zhou was flustered by her teasing, remembering their intense past encounters, which were indeed extraordinary.

But he remained clear-headed, knowing he couldn’t fall for Qin Yun’s beauty trap.

“Ha.”

Qin Yun laughed at his accusation, almost mocking him outright.

“Harassment? What about when you pursued me, pinning me against the wall without asking my permission, what was that?”

She leaned closer, her eyes piercing, her voice low but her words enough to leave Fang Zhou speechless.

“That was our third date. You deliberately chose a café with private rooms, spilled coffee on yourself, and when I helped you clean up, you kissed me.”

“When I was shy, you lifted my head and pinned me against the wall.”

“At that time, we hadn’t even confirmed our relationship. Wasn’t that sexual harassment?”

Qin Yun stared at the man before her, successfully making him lower his head in shame, unable to look at her.

She laughed softly again, delivering a final blow in his ear.

“If you must say so, I can only say you taught me well.”

“After all, before you, I never had a boyfriend.”

Fang Zhou looked up abruptly, shocked at her words.

“How did it become me teaching you?”

In bed, Qin Yun was like a succubus, always draining him dry!

After dating Qin Yun, Fang Zhou finally understood the saying: A woman at thirty is as fierce as a tiger.

Qin Yun shook her head sincerely, “I was a first-timer, but you weren’t, so you taught me.”

Fang Zhou thought for a moment and realized it was true.

His relationships with Qiao Sisi and Chu Xinran were platonic, and it wasn’t until Han Xi that he experienced true physical pleasure, finally reaching the pinnacle of ecstasy with Qin Yun.

Honestly, if Qin Yun hadn’t done what she did to his sister, Fang Zhou might not have had the heart to break up with her.

Men are often hypocritical; they say they like purity but secretly prefer the bold.

Fang Zhou was no exception.