Magical Girl's Knight Brother

Chapter 611 'Powerful Willpower'

It's Tan Zhixin!

The voice exploded in Tang Zijun's mind like a thunderclap. His eyes widened instantly, his pupils contracting sharply in extreme horror. Oh no, we're doomed!

A chilling sensation instantly shot from my spine to the top of my head.

Why is Tan Zhixin here at this time?! What if she sees the scene inside the house right now?!

He lay disheveled on top of Qin Nan, whose face showed both a guilty conscience and a strange excitement at being caught red-handed. This scene was impossible to clear up, no matter how hard you tried.

Absolutely! Tan Zhixin must not be allowed to come in!

Tang Zijun's brain made a decision in a fraction of a second. Almost instinctively, he forced down his heart, which was about to jump out of his throat, and called out to the door in a deliberately faked voice with a heavy nasal tone and a hoarse sleepiness.

"Zhi...Zhixin?"

His voice carried just the right amount of bewilderment and drowsiness from being woken up.

"It's...it's you...I...I was already asleep. What...what light? I didn't notice...Maybe...maybe my belt sensed something."

As Tang Zijun spoke, he gave Qin Nan a stern look, signaling her not to make a sound or move. At the same time, he pressed down slightly with the hand supporting Qin Nan's ear, silently conveying the command to make her completely obedient.

Qin Nan was completely frozen at this moment, the alluring wildness and cunning from before instantly replaced by immense shock.

Her beautiful eyes widened in terror, filled with the thought that she was going to die. She instinctively held her breath, her body stiff as a rock, no longer daring to move an inch.

She could even hear her heart pounding wildly in her chest like a drum, afraid that Tan Zhixin outside the door would hear it. The room fell into a deathly silence, with only Tang Zijun's feigned, sleepy breathing and Tan Zhixin's seemingly brief silence outside the door.

Tang Zijun's heart was in his throat, all the muscles in his body were tense, and his ears were perked up like the most alert rabbit, picking up even the slightest movement outside the door. He could feel Qin Nan's stiff body beneath him and his trembling, which was also extremely tense.

Sweat seeped uncontrollably from his back, soaking his thin undershirt.

At this moment, this thin bedroom door seemed to be the dividing line between heaven and hell.

Tang Zijun was on edge, her entire attention focused on Tan Zhixin outside the door. She listened intently to the slightest pauses in Tan Zhixin's breathing, and her mind raced as she frantically tried to get rid of her as quickly as possible.

However, after the initial shock, Qin Nan, who was pinned down by him, suddenly saw a dangerous glint in her beautiful eyes. She clearly saw the tension that Tang Zijun was trying hard to hide but could not completely control—his slightly trembling arms, the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and the barely perceptible tension beneath his forced calm voice.

opportunity!

Just as Tang Zijun was focused on dealing with the situation outside the door, and the pressure on her body showed a very slight relaxation due to tension, Qin Nan's wrist, which was being held by Tang Zijun, suddenly burst out with amazing flexibility and strength. Like a slippery snake, she twisted and pulled her wrist at an incredible angle.

"Ugh!" Tang Zijun was caught off guard. His hand holding her was instantly broken. His upper body, which had been leaning forward to suppress her, was suddenly pulled by the force of the reaction.

boom!

A dull thud, not loud but unusually clear in the quiet of the night, came from Tang Zijun, the sound of her elbow or knee hitting the edge of the bed as she lost her balance.

This sounded like a thunderclap outside the door.

Tan Zhixin's cool voice, tinged with obvious doubt and concern, rang out again immediately.

"Tang Zijun? What's that sound? Are you alright?"

Tang Zijun's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

Oh no, we're about to be exposed!

He could no longer afford to forcibly subdue Qin Nan; any excessive movement or struggle would only arouse Tan Zhixin's suspicion outside the door. Tang Zijun quickly adjusted his posture, trying to make his voice sound steady. Despite his barely suppressed panic, he forced down his trembling breaths and spoke calmly.

"Ah, no...it's nothing, Zhixin. I...I accidentally...bumped into the bedside table while turning over. It's okay, really okay. I have work to do tomorrow, you...you should go back and rest."

After saying that, Tang Zijun suddenly lowered her head, almost touching Qin Nan's ear, and growled urgently in a voice filled with extremely suppressed panic and pleading, a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Grandma, Ancestor, I'm begging you, please don't move! Please don't move anymore! I'll accept this as a debt, I'll even give you ten more wishes!" Tang Zijun's eyes were filled with unprecedented pleading and panic, a vulnerable side of this incredibly powerful deity that Tan Zhixin had never seen before.

However, his desperate pleas became the sweetest trophy and the most tempting catalyst in Qin Nan's eyes.

Looking at Tang Zijun's handsome face, which was so close to hers and filled with panic and pleading, Qin Nan's wicked smile was like a blooming spider lily, alluring and dangerous. She not only did not restrain herself at all, but her slender hands, which had broken free of their restraints and were now free again, became even bolder!

Under Tang Zijun's terrified gaze, she pressed herself against him, breathing softly into his ear. "Let me witness your 'powerful willpower'."

The next moment, that warm and smooth right hand, like the most nimble snake, with an irresistible mischievous determination, suddenly reached into the waistband of Tang Zijun's pajama pants, which were slightly loose due to her previous struggles.

! ⅠⅠ

Tang Zijun's eyes widened instantly, like copper bells!

An indescribable current, a mixture of extreme stimulation, terror, and absurdity, surged wildly from the skin Qin Nan's fingers touched all the way to the top of his head. He felt as if the blood in his body had frozen for a moment, and then surged into his brain at an even more violent speed.

He stiffened abruptly, as if struck by a high-voltage electric shock!

All thoughts, all language skills, all coping strategies were utterly destroyed in that moment by that audacious hand. My mind went completely blank.

All that remained was that warm, soft touch, with astonishing heat and strength, clearly imprinted on the skin it touched, carrying a destructive power that could utterly break him.

Outside the door, Tan Zhixin, with doubt in her eyes, reached out and touched the door lock.

Tang Zijun, this powerful and shrewd deity, suddenly unleashed an unprecedented survival instinct. He didn't even have time to think about what Qin Nan would do, nor did he dare to look down.

In that critical moment, using the tension in his waist and abdomen from the stimulation of that hand, he suddenly sank downwards. At the same time, the arm gripping the corner of the quilt burst forth with astonishing strength, like a surging wave, pulling the entire thick down comforter upwards.

Whoops!

The soft, thick blanket, like a giant curtain, instantly covered Qin Nan's petite, shapely body as she committed her atrocities, along with the smug, wicked smile on her face, leaving only Tang Zijun's upper body and his forcedly composed face exposed.

Almost at the same instant the blanket fell.

squeak

The wooden door to the bedroom was gently pushed open a narrow crack.

The dim, flickering light of the kerosene lamp, like a searchlight, squeezed in through the crack in the door, instantly dispelling a small patch of darkness near the door and casting a long, distorted shadow on the floor.

Tan Zhixin, carrying a lantern, appeared through the crack in the door with her beautiful face, which was filled with concern and doubt.

Her gaze, like the sharpest probe, quickly swept across the dimly lit room.

Wherever the eye could see, Tang Zijun was lying on the bed, his upper body leaning against the headboard (actually in a stiff, half-supported position), the blanket pulled up to his chest, his hair was a little messy, his face showed obvious fatigue, and his eyes seemed a little dazed as if he hadn't woken up yet (actually, he was just trying to stay awake because he was still shaken), and he was looking vaguely toward the door.

There seemed to be nothing unusual in the room?

"Are you... really alright?" Tan Zhixin's voice carried a hint of uncertainty as her gaze swept carefully over the bed and the shadows in the corner of the room. Tang Zijun's heart pounded in his chest. He could clearly feel Qin Nan's body stiffen slightly as she was suddenly covered by the blanket, but that mischievous hand... didn't pull away! Instead, it seemed to have found new amusement in this small, dark space, its fingertips giving a playful squeeze.

Tang Zijun's breath hitched, and she almost lost control of her expression.

He clenched his teeth tightly, forcibly swallowing the gasp that almost escaped his lips, and forced a perfectly "natural" smile onto his face, one that conveyed a deep sense of drowsiness.

...I...I'm really fine...I was just too tired and moved around a bit...did I disturb you? I'm sorry. You should go back and rest, I'm going to sleep too."

His voice carried just the right amount of hoarseness and weariness, as if he were about to fall asleep at any moment.

Tan Zhixin's gaze lingered on Tang Zijun's face for a few seconds, then swept over the tightly covered blanket. He was indeed alone in the room, and he looked utterly exhausted.

Thinking of the effort he had put into settling the divine corpse, coordinating the reconstruction, and comforting people these past few days, Tan Zhixin's doubts were finally suppressed by her concern and turned into a trace of heartache.

"...Alright." She sighed softly, her voice softening. "Then you should get some rest. You've worked so hard these past few days, I won't bother you any longer."

She gave Tang Zijun a deep look, her eyes containing concern, understanding, and a hint of something else... expectation? (Squeak)

The door was gently closed.

The dim yellow light then disappeared.

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Only when the footsteps completely disappeared at the end of the corridor did Tang Zijun's body, which had been tense to the limit, suddenly relax. As if all her bones had been removed, she collapsed heavily onto the bed, panting heavily, her forehead covered in cold sweat.

What a stroke of luck, such incredible luck.

However, this sense of relief at surviving the ordeal lasted only a second.

because

The wicked creature hidden under the blanket not only didn't stop, but intensified its mischief. At the same time, Qin Nan's muffled, smug, and provocative giggles could be heard from under the blanket.

"Hehe...that was so exciting!"

"Now, shouldn't we... continue to fulfill my 'wish'?"

Her warm breath, penetrating the thin blanket, sprayed onto his waist and abdomen, like a lit powder keg, instantly shattering Tang Zijun's relief at surviving the ordeal, replacing it with despair that was about to be completely swallowed up and an irresistible burning heat.

Tan Zhixin is gone, but the nightmare in bed has only just begun.

Tang Zijun stared blankly at the dark ceiling, utterly exhausted.