Chapter 809: Sheng Yang’s Knowledge Blind Spot

Sheng Yang finally caught his weakness and chuckled. “Oh…”

After a long and meaningful ‘oh’, she said firmly, “You researched it.”

Since she had already guessed it, Yi Juncheng was calm. He looked at her deeply and rubbed the top of her head. “Yes, I specially researched it to use the lines on you.”

“…” Sheng Yang admitted that Yi Juncheng’s trick would definitely work. She would definitely be defeated.

In other words, this was simply a blind spot in her knowledge!

She slowly raised her arms and squeezed her little bun-like fists. She had decided that she would study harder in the future and improve every day. She could not avoid any kind of knowledge. She had to learn a little of everything so that she could win every battle.

It seemed… she would have to look for Fang Duo more often.

Yi Juncheng stared at Sheng Yang in confusion. Why did he feel that she had gotten the wrong point again?

“Can you teach me more about those questions just now?” Sheng Yang’s big eyes sparkled. Since Yi Juncheng had already researched this, she should just ask him instead.

Yi Juncheng felt uneasy. “Why do you want to learn this kind of stuff?”

“It’s always better to have one more trick up my sleeve. I won’t be casually flirted with in the future,” Sheng Yang said coldly.

Yi Juncheng liked this answer. “Okay, I’ll teach you.”

“What’s the one thing I can’t live without?”

This time, Sheng Yang was more experienced, so she replied calmly, “Just me?”

Her serious expression, coupled with these cheesy words formed a strong contrast. It also made Yi Juncheng even more impatient. His sexy Adam’s apple bobbed even more. His breathing became slightly rapid as he said hoarsely, “No.”

“No?” Sheng Yang scratched her head. This was really difficult. It was harder than any real-world problems.

It seemed there were things she wasn’t good at.

action However, she was unwilling to give up. The stubbornness in her body was stirring again. She stopped Yi Juncheng. “Don’t say it. Let me think about it!”

“Okay.” Yi Juncheng waited patiently.

He showed his charming side as a hint to Sheng Yang.

“I know!” Sheng Yang had just raised her head when their noses bumped into each other.

She looked at him in confusion and suddenly heard him say softly, “All I need is a kiss from you…”

He lowered his head and bit down.

Sheng Yang happened to be lying on a tatami mat, and her beautiful black hair spread out like a dazzling galaxy.

He braced her hands and trapped them above her head. Their fingers intertwined. His lips moved slowly then reluctantly withdrew from hers, but he still nuzzled her ear.

Sheng Yang felt like she was dying, like a fish on the verge of death.

They kissed again and again, but each kiss seemed to have a different form and a different state of mind. This kiss seemed especially special. She couldn’t put her finger on it.

She rolled over and pinned him to the sofa, her fine, soft hair falling over his chest.

She stared straight at him, flames visible in her cold eyes.

Yi Juncheng swallowed slightly, and his low voice became even more hoarse. “Yangyang, do you know what you’re doing?”

He staggered up and kissed her again. This action made his abdomen even tighter. His abdominal muscles were bulging, and Sheng Yang could feel it completely as she lay on top of him.