Chapter 1761 - 722: Coin Toss

Chapter 1761: Chapter 722: Coin Toss

Where?

Zhou Wang’s gaze swept inch by inch.

From the mysterious valley guarded by silver pythons to the towering snowy peaks adorned with blossoming Hong Mei.

He truly wanted to go everywhere.

The seductive air surrounding Jiang Qingkui in her black attire intensified as she lay on her side.

But upon realizing Jiang Qingkui wouldn’t retreat easily this time, Zhou Wang wasn’t in such a rush anymore.

"Qingkui... Sister, since I still have three chances, why don’t we play another game?"

Zhou Wang said with a smile.

Jiang Qingkui felt a tremor in her heart because Zhou Wang deliberately emphasized "sister," making that strange feeling surface again.

She wasn’t quite sure when it started, perhaps since that night in Magic City when she got drunk, she gradually began to enjoy Zhou Wang calling her "sister."

It’s not simply joy; it’s a kind of thrill that makes her feel humid.

Jiang Qingkui analyzed herself, possibly it’s because in matters like this, Zhou Wang always led her by the nose, yet that night in Magic City, though drunk, she took the initiative for the first time.

That feeling... was exhilarating.

Yes, as knowledgeable as Jiang Qingkui is, she could only resort to such a vulgar word to describe her feelings.

Including tonight, because her appearance was entirely unexpected by Zhou Wang, Jiang Qingkui, with a determined mindset, almost recreated the pace of that night—

She was in control all along.

Jiang Qingkui seemed calm, everything under control, yet she was in a state of excitement and nervousness.

Earlier, as she stood allowing Zhou Wang to gaze upon her, several times she almost couldn’t resist turning away and fleeing... after all, she had never done anything so shameful in her life.

Fortunately, she endured it, taking advantage of retrieving wine, quickly adjusted, and successfully fooled Zhou Wang with her composed demeanor.

Anyway, from Zhou Wang’s perspective, even though her outfit was an explosion of color, Jiang Qingkui still maintained her "queenly aura," thus rendering Zhou Wang somewhat embarrassed and restrained.

"What kind of game?"

Jiang Qingkui bit her red lips, knowing well that Zhou Wang’s games were bound to be improper, yet inexplicably, she felt a bit of anticipation.

"Simple, coin toss."

Zhou Wang weighed the coin in his hand; as his initial impatience subsided, he gradually shed that impulsive youthful state, sensing that hint of unnaturalness in Jiang Qingkui’s eyes.

...Reflecting on his previous frantic behavior, damn, it was so embarrassing.

It’s time to seize control and teach Sister Qingkui a lesson.

"Coin toss?"

"Didn’t you ask me where I wanted to go?"

Zhou Wang chuckled lightly, "I’ll toss a coin, wherever it lands, that will be mine... Alright, Sister Qingkui?"

Zhou Wang’s call of "sister" again made Jiang Qingkui’s legs tighten; she instinctively responded, "Okay..."

"Wait, isn’t this a bit unfair? You’re so close to me, doesn’t that mean you can toss it wherever you want?"

Jiang Qingkui realized her slip of mind and quickly added.

Zhou Wang chuckled inwardly, indeed, having seen her resume, teasing Jiang Qingkui was a piece of cake... damn, thinking about it, his earlier behavior was even more embarrassing.

"I can close my eyes, or if you think that’s not enough, I can turn around."

Zhou Wang wasn’t foolish; increasing the distance would surely make precision decline, but closing his eyes or turning around, he still held some assurance.

"Then turn around, no need to close your eyes."

Jiang Qingkui thought about it, deeming no significant difference between turning around and closing eyes, and said so.

Zhou Wang secretly smiled, even just turning around made quite a difference whether one closed eyes or not; losing sight often caused perception errors... within a normal human brain’s perceptive system, "vision" frequently served as the principal element.

To illustrate a simple example, even in the most familiar bedroom, entering absolute darkness might lead one to stretch hands in vain, bump into furniture, severely misestimating room size.

"Alright, I’ll toss then."

Zhou Wang turned his back and reminded, "But Sister Qingkui, to ensure fairness, you can’t move your body sideways or retract your legs, you understand, right?"

Jiang Qingkui didn’t respond, but Zhou Wang heard the sofa stir, evidently... she had already adjusted her position.

Zhou Wang imagined Jiang Qingkui lying full-length on the sofa, immediately composed himself, weighed the coin in his hand once more, and lightly tossed it backward.

Zhou Wang scarcely heard a sound, but he knew the coin likely landed on the sofa; where remained unknown.

To prevent Jiang Qingkui from cheating or "playing tricks," once the coin settled, Zhou Wang swiftly turned around, eyes bright, investigating.

Jiang Qingkui indeed lay flat on the sofa, hands slightly covering her body, as Zhou Wang turned, she was raising her neck with a complex gaze, looking down at a particular spot—

One South African 5 Rand coin, coincidentally, landed right on those peaks that even when lying flat remained miraculously lofty.

Not at the tip but not far away, hanging just at the edge of the lace.

In their joint gaze, Jiang Qingkui’s body subtly trembled, causing the coin to slip and settle at the mountain’s base.