Chapter 94: Wu Feng’s First Kiss – Want to Back Out? Too Late!

The soul tool in Qian Ran's hand was a perfect fit for Wu Feng, but she quickly forced herself to look away. Unlike Ning Tian, she didn't have a fortune to spare; she was merely an adopted disciple of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, lucky enough to study at Shrek Academy thanks to her talent.

"When will you make my soul tool?" Ning Tian asked, bubbling with excitement. She could hardly wait to receive a soul tool crafted by Qian Ran.

"I can start now if you'd like. But if I'm making a custom set for you, I'll need your body measurements and preferences."

"Oh, my measurements are…" Ning Tian shyly recited her stats, then added, "As for the soul tool, I'm not sure what kind I want. Just make one you're good at."

"Alright."

There were only a few types of soul tools suited for support-type soul masters, typically defensive ones.

"Alright then, I'll be going. See you next time!" Ning Tian happily saw Qian Ran to his dorm, entirely forgetting Wu Feng as she drifted off in her own world. With Qian Ran making her a soul tool, she'd have plenty of reasons to meet with him again. Whether or not the soul tool actually boosted her combat abilities was secondary.

"Didn't I tell you not to get too close to Ning Tian?" Wu Feng's face fell, seeing how infatuated Ning Tian was with Qian Ran.

"This wasn't me initiating. And since Ning Tian asked me to make her a soul tool, I couldn't exactly refuse," Qian Ran replied, turning his attention to Wu Feng. She was dressed in a fiery red, lightweight outfit: leather shorts that hugged her figure and highlighted her shapely legs, with enticing white thigh-high socks that perfectly complimented her look.

Wait!

Was Wu Feng always so non-conformist?

Yet the shorts and thigh-high socks struck a nerve in his taste exactly.

Compared to Ning Tian's dress, he actually liked Wu Feng's style more. It might look unconventional, but it was undeniably striking.

"What are you staring at?"

Wu Feng glared at him, her face red with embarrassment.

This jerk had been staring at her legs! Could he be thinking something inappropriate?

"You've got a great figure," Qian Ran praised. Wu Feng's figure was second only to Zhu Lu among the freshmen he'd seen so far. She usually wore the school uniform, so he hadn't noticed just how well her body matched his tastes until now.

"Shameless, you pervert."

Despite herself, Wu Feng felt helpless under his gaze. It seemed that Qian Ran didn't look at Ning Tian like this. Did he prefer her over Ning Tian? Wu Feng felt a bit flustered.

"Did you forget our agreement? You said that if I didn't pursue Ning Tian, you'd compensate me. Right? I'm not wrong, am I?" Qian Ran pulled Wu Feng into his arms, wrapping an arm around her slender waist.

He even took her umbrella.

"What are you doing?" Wu Feng's face burned. Only now did she realize how reckless their agreement had been. To keep Ning Tian away from Qian Ran, she'd made a deal that seemed terribly ill-considered now.

With Qian Ran's arm around her waist, she felt an odd sensation spread through her body.

She had grown up close to Ning Tian, developing a fondness for her over time. She'd never had feelings for men and had never been physically close to one.

"This is just part of the agreement, right?" Qian Ran smirked.

Seeing Wu Feng's tense, uncomfortable expression, Qian Ran's smile widened.

Trying to play games with him? She was only setting herself up.

With matters like this, it was clear Qian Ran held the upper hand. He could tell Wu Feng truly liked Ning Tian, but…

Seeing the fiery red-haired girl before him, he couldn't deny he was a bit taken by her.

"You jerk!"

"I'm done with this deal. I want out." Wu Feng trembled, feeling Qian Ran's hand through her leather shorts.

Qian Ran… this pervert!

She should've known better than to make a deal with him. In her desperation to keep Ning Tian close, she'd let herself be trapped in an agreement with Qian Ran. But now, she was scared.

"Backing out now? Too late."

"If I tell Ning Tian you've been scheming behind her back, how do you think she'd react? Would she hate you?" Qian Ran's voice dripped with sinister charm.

Think she can escape now? Not a chance.

Once she'd entered the lion's den, there was no safe way out.

"How could you? You wouldn't!" Wu Feng's anger flared. She truly feared he might tell Ning Tian. While she had feelings for Ning Tian, Ning Tian only saw her as a friend. If Ning Tian found out she'd been interfering, she'd likely never speak to her again, maybe even hate her.

That was the last thing Wu Feng wanted.

"I should've kept my distance!" Wu Feng stomped in frustration, realizing how easily Qian Ran had ensnared her. No one could come out of a deal with the devil unscathed, and Qian Ran was the worst of them all.

Qian Ran grinned.

He tightened his arm, pulling her closer until her body pressed against his.

Without giving her a chance to resist, Qian Ran leaned in and captured her lips, his hands firmly around her waist as he savored the kiss.

"Ah!"

Wu Feng's eyes went wide, her face flushed, her eyes misty.

She struggled, but with little strength, unable to free herself.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, Qian Ran released her.

Wu Feng opened her eyes in a daze, only now realizing she had lost her first kiss.

"You jerk! I hate you!" Wu Feng snatched her umbrella back, stomping hard on his foot. Ignoring the mud splashing on her white thigh-highs and boots, she hurriedly fled, her steps awkward and flustered.

Qian Ran watched her retreating figure, admiring her curvy form in those leather shorts, her legs a beautiful complement.

It wasn't until she disappeared from sight that he came back to his senses.

Wow, she really was feisty. He winced at the pain in his foot where she had stomped him.

(End of Chapter)