Chapter 271: Ning Tian's Promising Future

"Ning Tian, I'm here," Qian Ran murmured, his adrenaline surging as he pounced on her.

Her slender, graceful figure, coupled with a beautiful and delicate face, exuded a rare, ethereal charm. Ning Tian's fair, tender skin, sparkling eyes like pools of clear spring water, and her aura of lightness made her utterly captivating.

Though not overly voluptuous, her figure was perfectly proportioned, fitting neatly in Qian Ran's hands.

The Ning family had always been blessed with exceptional genes. While Ning Rongrong's figure wasn't as exaggerated as Zhu Zhuqing's, it was undeniably shapely and well-proportioned.

At Ning Tian's young age, her potential was undoubtedly immense.

Qian Ran admired her form for a moment before gently turning her over. Beneath her slim waist was a round, pert posterior. Though it lacked the lush fullness of someone like Cai Mei'er or Zhu Lu, on Ning Tian, it offered a delicate allure that stirred Qian Ran deeply.

If not for his impatience, Qian Ran would've loved to see Ning Tian twirl around in her celestial gown, enchanting him further.

Her blue stockings, far from being thick or bulky, showcased her slender legs with a silky sheen, adding an elegant allure. The texture clung perfectly to her graceful limbs, emanating a subtle allure that made his pulse quicken.

As the eldest daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, Ning Tian had been raised in luxury. Her skin was smooth and soft, as if a gentle squeeze might leave a mark.

"Tonight, you're absolutely irresistible," Qian Ran growled, tugging at her gown like a wild beast. But mindful of not tearing the exquisite garment, he restrained himself.

Morning Light

As dawn broke, the golden rays of sunlight streamed through the windows. Qian Ran held Ning Tian close, reluctant to let go of the delicate beauty in his arms.

Soft and pliant, Ning Tian felt like the world's most perfect pillow, and Qian Ran couldn't get enough of her warmth. Nestled against him, she seemed equally content.

"Qian Ran, do you love me for who I am, or because I remind you of my ancestor Ning Rongrong?" Ning Tian asked softly, her head resting on his arm.

"Of course, it's you. I've never even met your ancestor. And even if she appeared before me, I'd still love you most. How could I not, when my Tianbao is so sweet and obedient?"

For men, there came a point where beauty alone wasn't enough. Beyond that threshold, what they truly cherished was devotion.

Who wouldn't want a gorgeous woman who was gentle, willing, and open to exploring life together?

If she were unyielding, her beauty would lose much of its appeal.

Ning Tian was not only beautiful but also compliant and thoughtful—how could he not adore her?

"Really? I thought you only took me in because you were curious about my ancestor," Ning Tian said bashfully, her face turning a deeper shade of red as she turned to face Qian Ran directly.

"Never. If you ever want to embrace your own unique style, go for it. I'll never see you as someone else's shadow. You're you, and you're my woman. Isn't that enough?" Qian Ran reassured her.

His fascination with certain looks or outfits was more about playful fantasies rather than a need to mold them into someone else. He harbored no desire to reduce them to mere stand-ins for others.

If he ever ascended to godhood, he could meet Ning Rongrong or Zhu Zhuqing for real—there was no need to impose such traits on their descendants.

This occasional indulgence in cosplay stemmed from a sense of whimsical rebellion. The legendary figures of the past, now revered as deities, were unreachable to him as a mortal.

"Understood," Ning Tian replied, planting soft kisses on his face. They lingered in each other's arms for a while longer before finally parting.

After bathing together, Ning Tian donned her loose academy uniform. Despite its relaxed fit, it couldn't hide her alluring curves, particularly her pert, rounded posterior and her stunningly long legs.

Unable to resist, Qian Ran pulled her into a tight embrace, his hands resting on her soft, flat stomach.

As they stepped out of the room, Qian Ran thought he had woken early, only to find the Shrek team already gathered in the conference room.

The first person he encountered was Ma Xiaotao, who eyed him and Ning Tian knowingly.

So this was why Qian Ran had told her to wait until tonight to meet him!

Ma Xiaotao quickly pieced together that Qian Ran had spent the previous night with Ning Tian. His life seemed more fulfilling with each passing day—never a dull moment.

If only she knew that Qian Ran had plans to gather all the class's women together, she would've been utterly floored.

"Morning," Ma Xiaotao greeted, a smirk playing on her lips. As Ning Tian lowered her gaze in embarrassment, Ma Xiaotao adjusted her uniform pants, hiking them slightly to reveal the white stockings underneath.

Clearly, she was teasing Qian Ran.

Having heard his preference, Ma Xiaotao had decided to wear the stockings that morning.

"Morning, Ma Xiaotao," Qian Ran replied, raising an eyebrow in surprise. He hadn't expected her to adapt so quickly.

With her tall and striking figure, Ma Xiaotao exuded an energetic charm in her Shrek uniform. Yet who would've guessed that beneath those pants lay such alluring white-stockinged legs?

As the Shrek team's captain, Ma Xiaotao had garnered plenty of admirers over the years.

Ning Tian, meanwhile, was too flustered to meet Ma Xiaotao's gaze. The teasing glint in Ma Xiaotao's eyes made her lower her head in embarrassment. It was clear that everyone on the team knew about last night, or Ma Xiaotao wouldn't have been waiting for them.

Even with her extroverted personality, Ning Tian couldn't help feeling mortified.

When they reached the conference room, it was already filled with people. As Qian Ran, Ning Tian, and Ma Xiaotao walked in, Wang Yan and Cai Mei'er glanced up at them.

"This shameless scoundrel," Cai Mei'er thought to herself, fuming inwardly. "He spends his days getting entangled with Xu Jiujie, and his nights ruining Ning Tian. At this rate, there won't be any female students left at Shrek Academy who haven't been swept up by him!"

Though she had seen her fair share of flirty, hedonistic men, someone like Qian Ran was a first for her.

Most so-called Casanovas were all talk, often failing to win over even one truly stunning woman.

But Qian Ran? Every woman around him was exceptional—and, most infuriatingly, they all got along with each other.

(Chapter End)