Medical Sovereign

Ding Ning had met many stunning women before, but he had to admit that this lady was beautiful enough to be a narcissist.

She was like that aristocratic, elegant Snow White, which made others like her instantly, and also made the striking, sexy lady and the elegant lady look pale.

If her breasts were not that small as if they were flat, Ding Ning would give her more than 90 points.

Although her breasts were too small, Ding Ning had to admit that she was still an extremely delicate, nice Lolita.

“Hello, handsome young man, we’ve met again.”

Ding Ning did not expect that the first one who came over to greet him proactively was that elegant, shoulder-length hair lady.

If she had not come with the narcissist, Ding Ning would not have thought of the place where he once met her.

“Hello!”

Ding Ning gave her a reserved smile but stealthily looked at the blushing Wu Xian, sighing in his heart secretly, “I hope the woman my brother pursues won’t purse me like in the soap opera this time.”

But Song Xiaoyu had sparks in her eyes and admired him boldly. “What I am afraid of is happening now.”

“Do you still remember me?”

Zhao Jingjing’s big elfish eyes turned around. She moved one step forward, stood before Song Xiaoyu and blocked her emotional eyes, stared at Ding Ning with a smile, and asked.

Ding Ning shrugged his shoulders and pursed his lips. “I don’t have dementia, narcissist.”

Zhao Jingjing was not offended by this, naturally walked over, boldly took his arm with hers with a smile, and said with an overly sweet voice, “I misunderstood you last time. Please don’t laugh at me.”

Ding Ning’s tailbone turned numb. He trembled, had goosebumps all over himself, angrily got rid of her arm, and said, “Please speak in your normal tone.”

“This is my normal tone!”

In fact, Zhao Jingjing’s voice sounded very nice, soft, and stylish.

Plus, her voice was overly sweet. So, Ding Ning could not resist her attraction, but he rolled his eyes to show his dislike. “Don’t disguise. Don’t you think I cannot remember the way you talked that day.”

“Heehee, brother Ding Ning, you should not treat me like this. I will be unhappy.”

Ding Ning could not get rid of Zhao Jingjing because she clung to him like glue. Playing at being naive, she took his arm once again with hers.

Ding Ning raised his head and sighed desperately. “Girl, we are not familiar, right?”

“Brother Ding Ning, I am Jingjing.”

Zhao Jingjing smiled sweetly and told him her name.

Ding Ning frowned. “Jingjing? Do we know each other?”

“Yes!” Zhao Jingjing nodded repetitively.

“When? Why can’t I remember it?” Ding Ning looked confused.

“Two days ago, in the library!”

Zhao Jingjing said confidently, and her lips were with a sly smile. “Obviously, brother has not told his name. That is good news for me.”

Ding Ning felt speechless. “…”

He wanted to get rid of her hands but found that her hands clung to his arm tightly, as if she had hung herself on him. Whatever happened, she would not loosen her grip.

Ding Ning had never seen such a thick-skin girl. “Your breasts are so small, why are you so courageous to cling to me so tightly?”

“Don’t stand here. Let’s go inside!”

Zhang Haifeng found the scene was embarrassing and asked everyone to go inside instantly.

Wu Xian took a peek at Song Xiaoyu, who was pouting and looked angry, and felt sad.

Everyone took their seats. Zhao Jingjing shamelessly sat down beside Ding Ning, but she was not taking his arm anymore. Ding Ning felt relieved.

The girl did not have big breasts or wide hips, but she was an extremely beautiful Lolita indeed. When she put on a coquettish manner to extremes, Ding Ning felt mentally tired.

Especially when he found that both Song Xiaoyu and Liu Wenjing were consciously or subconsciously leering at him, he felt he was sitting on pins and needles. He secretly regretted that he had joined the party.

Zhang Haifeng and Wu Xian looked so sad as if their parents had passed away. The three beautiful ladies came here only to see Ding Ning, and they felt so miserable. If they had known this fact, they would have never asked Ding Ning to come.

The drinking atmosphere became quite strange and embarrassing, and Zhang Haifeng faked a smile to ask everyone to drink. After three rounds of drinking, Liu Wenjing’s face turned red and began competing for drinking with Zhang Haifeng. Finally, the atmosphere became alive.

Wu Xian had been silent, but after Song Xiaoyu looked at him and slightly praised him by saying “That day when you guys fought Gu Qianyu, you were very brave,” he became excited as if he had taken drugs.

Ding Ning was astonished when he saw what the extremely silent guy was doing. He changed his character and became an eloquent speaker. By inciting the short funny stories online, he made Song Xiaoyu laugh again and again.

He could not help feeling awed. “That’s the advantage of studying computer science. He incited the funny stories online whenever he wanted. Zhang Haifeng is correct to have given him the nickname of ‘implicit man’.”

Ding Ning did not usually talk much, and so he rarely appeared on the occasion where there were strangers, for he did not like the embarrassing situation that the attendees sat speechlessly facing each other.

Fortunately, the three ladies were very lively and could afford to play jokes. Plus, the talkative Zhang Haifeng and Wu Xian, who seemed to have taken drugs, kept making the atmosphere friendly. Finally, the dinner became harmonious and seemed to be too short for them.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Haifeng walked in light steps, serving as a gentleman to bow and ask the three beautiful ladies to sing songs.

The three girls who had not utterly enjoyed themselves seemed a little reluctant but accepted the offer. Wu Xian, who saw the light of hope, became quite happy.

In Jazz KTV, Zhang Haifeng, who was drunk, posed as the host and generously rented a top-level Supreme Luxury Box.

Beer, fruit, desserts, and snacks were carried into the box. Ding Ning could not help giving a wry smile. It seemed that he would have to pay the bill again tonight because only the beer and snacks could cost over 10,000 yuan.

Since his brothers were happy, he shouldn’t disappoint them. He must excuse himself to go to the washroom and pay the bill secretly.

“Hey, why did you come out?”

Just as Ding Ning lit up a cigarette in the corridor, Zhao Jingjing appeared behind him like a ghost.

She was drunk. Her delicate cheeks appeared a little red, her eyes looked misty, and her pink and tender lips were like beautiful petals. Ding Ning was a little surprised, thinking, “What a beautiful lady!”

“It is too stuffy inside. I came out to smoke and breathe fresh air.”

“Give me a cigarette!”

Zhao Jingjing staggered, fell into Ding Ning’s arms, held his waist with one hand, and naturally slipped the other into his trousers’ pocket to feel for cigarettes.

Ding Ning was embarrassed. “Girl, cigarettes are in my shirt’s pocket, but your hand has slipped into my trousers’ pocket… why do you slip in that deep? You take it and don’t let it go. That’s not a cigarette, that’s my manhood.”

“Heehee, you still have a cigar. I have never tried a cigar. Quick, take it out, I want it.”

Zhao Jingjing was obviously drunk. She held his manhood and made him feel the pain, but she smiled.

When such a beautiful little Lolita held his private part, Ding Ning felt ashamed he erected and complained inwardly, “Girl, you cannot smoke my cigar.”

“Gee, how can your cigar become bigger?”

Zhao Jingjing was drunk but looked cute, snuggling in Ding Ning’s arms. She did not release his manhood, and what she said was still stimulating his nerves.

Looking at her small, cute, pouted lips, he couldn’t help pecking at them and said gently, “Hey, don’t make trouble.”

“No, I want to smoke your cigar; I want to smoke your cigar…”

Like a naughty child, Zhao Jingjing constantly shook her body and played at being coquettish.

She was a “flat breast princess”, but she was a princess after all. Her soft body made Ding Ning blush and continuously stimulated him, and he wished to bed her right now.

“I want, I really want…”

It was true that a few women’s voices could even arouse the most primitive inward desire of men.

Ding Ning’s Adam’s apple was stirring violently, his dried mouth increased his blood running speed, and his hands had moved up along her snow-white smooth thighs into a muddy place…

A cool breeze came from outside the window and made him clear. He hurriedly let go of the misty-eyed Zhao Jingjing and felt ashamed, thinking, “Why do I always look like a lecher once I see a beautiful lady?”

“Go, let’s go back. If they cannot find us, they will be worried!”

Ding Ning took a deep breath to cool himself down, and dragged her back to their box by half hugging and half holding.

But he did not notice that Zhao Jingjing was biting her lips hard, and her neck had turned red silently.

“Bang.” The breaking sound of a beer bottle vaguely came.

“B*tch, you did dare to hit me! I will kill you!”

“Get off her, I will fight you.”

Women’s screams and men’s shouts and fighting sounds came from the music.

Ding Ning became serious. “S*it, something has gone wrong.” He put Zhao Jingjing on his back, running fast to their box.

“Bang!”

At the door of the box stood two tattooed men, who were craning forward to look inside, and they didn’t pay any attention to Ding Ning’s coming.

Ding Ning’s face was cold as ice. He grabbed their heads and bumped them, and the two punks felt the pain and collapsed on the floor.

Ding Ning kicked the door open, and the cry of Song Xiaoyu and Liu Wenjing came out clearly.

“Beat them, f*ck, they did dare to be rude with me.”

With his upper half naked and a black dragon tattoo on his back, a man was grabbing the hair of Song Xiaoyu and Liu Wenjing, shouting. A few drops of blood were running down his forehead and made his ferocious face turn red.

Five to six punks were punching and kicking Zhang Haifeng and Wu Xian, who had been drunk with their limbs being soft and couldn’t fight at all.

Even so, two of them were holding their heads, shouting, “Get off them. If anything, just give us trouble.”

“Give you trouble? Hahaha, I never wanted to trouble the two chicks because I will bed them together tonight.”

The tattooed man licked the blood at the corner of his mouth with his tongue, and laughed arrogantly.

“Bed them together? F*ck, go to hell!”

The blood vessels on Ding Ning’s forehead bulged, and he gave off excessive anger.

With a shout, he kicked away the tattooed man, who flew back and heavily fell on these punks who were beating Zhang Haifeng and Wu Xian. All of them fell.

“Ding Ning, you’ve finally come.”

Song Xiaoyu and Liu Wenjing threw themselves into Ding Ning’s arms, weeping. Their crying cheeks could make anyone feel sorry for them.

Ding Ning had no intention to enjoy their softness. Taking down the drunkard Zhao Jingjing from his back, he revealed an icy cold expression and said, “Take care of Jingjing. I will deal with the rest.”

“Okay!”

The two ladies supported Zhao Jingjing and hid behind Ding Ning, their tears dripping.

With his men as his cushion, the tattooed man was not hurt much. He stood up, pointed at Ding Ning, and cursed, “Son of a B*tch, you did dare to attack me when I was not ready. Do you know who I am?”

“I don’t need to know who you are, but I know that even though your father came today, he could not save you.”

Ding Ning was furious as he saw Zhang Haifeng and Wu Xian’s broken heads, bruised noses, and swollen faces. He strode one step forward, and unhesitatingly punched the punks who rushed at him flying away. Blood gushed out of their mouths, and they bumped into the wall, slowly falling down like a gecko.

Zhao Jingjing was sober now. She and the other two ladies were admiringly watching the great back of Ding Ning.

Ding Ning was really angry now. He held the horrified tattooed man’s neck, lifted him up, and asked coldly, “Tell me the way you choose to die?”