Chapter 152: Chapter 152 Ghosts and Monsters

"Don't worry, Big Boss, if you're scared, you can hide behind my back!" Zhao Lifei decided it was her turn to finally turn the tables and tease him! When she saw Yang Feng's displeased scowl, she giggled. The sound was like music to his ears, his expression slightly cracking.

"Here, you can squeeze my hand too. Don't worry, dear princess, I will protect you." She added on, offering her hand to him and was momentarily caught off guard when he instantly held it and roughly tugged her to him.

"Such teasing... won't go unpunished." He whispered into her ears, his warm breath fanning her face.

"Not after I punish you first in this house." She grinned, ignoring the butterflies in her stomach from his action. She was surprised that even though he was scared, he still had the guts to try and trifle with her. Hah, just you wait, Mr. Tycoon, I'll show you who's the real Boss today!

An employee, dressed in bright yellow clothes, finally came up to them. He respectively bent his head, which surprised Zhao Lifei. "Honorable guests, Mr. Yang and Ms. Zhao, the haunted house has been cleared. You may proceed."

Zhao Lifei frowned at the extravagant treatment and turned to Yang Feng, then lifted their entwined hands, pointing to their wrists. "These aren't FastPass bracelets, are they?" She scowled, not happy that she wasn't living the full amusement park experience.

"They are." Technically…

The wristband on her most certainly allowed people to skip the lines, but it was also only given out to the very selective VIP members of the amusement park. It just so happens the Yangs were a major stockholder of the park ever since it was built.

"Don't frown like that, you'll have wrinkles." He tried to change the topic and touch her face, but she turned it away from him with a loud 'hmph!' He sighed at her treatment, his hand dropping.

"Alright, I'll change the way they treat us after this tour. Don't be mad at me." He muttered, using his hand to pull her head closer so he could kiss her forehead. There was a great force acting against him, but he still managed to squeeze a quick peck in there.

Zhao Lifei was gloomily avoiding his action, but her strength was nowhere comparable to his. "You promise?" She asked him, looking up to meet his eyes, an ocean of fine ink.

"Of course." He instantly replied. Anything she wanted, he would gladly fulfill...even if it meant lowering himself to be treated like a regular person.

Only after inspecting his face for sincerity did her face finally open up again with a carefree smile. She nodded her head and pulled him towards the door that began the long journey.

With each step, she could feel the weight in her hand get heavier and heavier as Yang Feng dreadfully tried to not dig his feet into the ground. With great reluctance, he accompanied her into the stupid, sweaty, and musty haunted house.

Zhao Lifei remained completely unfazed by the ghosts and monsters. Instead, she looked intriguingly at them and even complimented a few on their design. Her bland expressions disappointed the actors.

Yang Feng was completely the polar opposite of her. His entire body was tensed up in fear and anticipation, his thin lips pulled into a flat line, his eyes on high alert, and his face pale as the ghosts looming along the path. Despite the multiple jumpscares of monsters, he didn't scream. Instead, his body would jolt and on several occasions, he nearly punched the actors.

"Don't threaten them." She chuckled when she saw a monster cower into the corner when Yang Feng threw it a murderous glare.

"It's only their job." She was having the greatest delight in seeing Yang Feng's stance and behavior. He was completely different from the domineering man she always knew. He was indeed still a fearsome presence, but it was amusing that he was constantly on high alert and would flinch at the smallest jumpscares.

"This must be so fun to you." He scowled, his racing heart finally relaxing when he saw the entrance was right up ahead.

"Hm, it is—BOO!" She suddenly screamed, scaring him witless. She laughed when she saw his grimacing face. His eyebrows were knitted together, his eyes still shaking. He scowled upon seeing she was so happy at making his heart skyrocket. He looked like a spoiled child overly bullied by the adults…

"Pft, you should've seen your face!" She wheezed, laughing so hard, she was struggling to breathe. When she took another glance at Yang Feng's posture and felt her hand was being squeezed more than before, she laughed louder, her stomach hurting.

"Just you wait, little kitty, I'll get you back for this." He grumbled under his breath, a gloomy cloud hanging over him, a wronged expression on his face.

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She smiled up at him, standing on her tippy toes and brought his face down. "Don't be mad, Yang Feng." She giggled, giving him a quick peck on the lips and then on his cheek.

"I'm going to kiss you senseless." He frowned, but couldn't maintain it, for she kissed his lips again. He wanted to properly cherish this moment, but with the foolish ghosts and monsters looming here, he couldn't do so.

"I can't wait then." She winked, further provoking him and making his eyes darken. She gasped when he roughly yanked her to him and pushed her to the wall, forgetting all his fears the minute she said those words.

He kissed her roughly and harshly, biting and tugging at her lips, forcefully prying her mouth open to completely taste her sweetness. Despite the harsh and rugged kiss, she still felt her body begin to warm up with desire, her lower region building up with heat.

She let out a yelp when he suddenly bit her bottom lips, only for him to soothe the pain with his tongue. He unexpectedly kissed her and, as he promised, her mind went completely blank. His hand reached behind and gave her butt a light squeeze, causing her to gasp.

The sharp sound made his brain tingle further as he continued to cruelly kiss her without pause, until her lips were raw. Her knees had long given up on her, but he supported her and proceeded to completely mark her lips. He broke apart to let her breathe, but continued trailing hot, open mouth kisses down her neck, stopping at the crooks, before sucking, biting, and kissing the spot.

"Ah!" She was a moaning mess by then, completely melted in his arms. He furthered his assault to the middle of her neck, nipping the soft and tender skin, sucking and kissing it as he did before. She was so lost in the pleasure, she didn't realize he was purposely marking her skin.

When he finally pulled back, she would've nearly collapsed, if not for the quick reflexes that pulled her body to him, allowing her to rest on him. He could hear her sharp pants of air very clearly, the sound nearly driving him madder than the moans that constantly left her mouth.

By now, his friend was beyond hard, it demanded to take her right then and there, but he would never do it in such a dirty place and when she wasn't ready. A woman like her was meant to be lavished and handled with the highest treatment and not taken in such a dingy place.

"Do you still want to tease me?" His voice was dripping with heavy lust, the sound making her heart flutter. It was dangerously close to losing control, so she made careful plans not to further provoke him.

"No…" She lied, knowing full well, the minute he calmed down, she would continue to poke at him.

She wrapped her arms around him and tried to stabilize herself, but in the process, her lower abdomen brushed against something really hard. In confusion, she was about to move it away, thinking it was probably a concealed gun poking out, but he seized her hand.

"Don't tempt me further, Lifei...or I'd really lose control." His voice was so tight and hoarse, she felt bad, but also heavily lost. What did he mean by that?

She was about to look down, but he grabbed her chin and forced her to look up. When her eyes connected with the heat in his eyes, she fiercely blushed.

Oh.

OH.

"Behave, don't tease me further today." He said, bending down to quickly kiss her forehead before engulfing her arm and tugging her down the tunnel.

"W-wait, what about your large—I mean, your member—no, your friend—" She embarrassingly stumbled over her words, covering her face as it became heated again. Damn it, damn it!

When he let out a smooth laughter that echoed down the haunted house, capturing the hearts of the ghosts and actors alike, she felt her heart swell at the lovely sound.

"Simply too cute." He commented, shaking his head. He always knew beyond her tough exterior was an adorable woman in need of love, but the more he unraveled about her, the more he fell in love with her.

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