No Getting Naughty Oh
Shi Luoyin and Lin Zimo eye the crowd surrounding them, a total headache.
Just as the two rack their brains for a way out, a flight attendant swoops in to save the day.
"Dear passengers, the flight you're on is about to land at Suzaku International Airport. Please return to your seats..."
The announcement blares, and the plane jostles with a light shudder.
Still reeling from the near-death scare, everyone snaps to attention—they haven't landed safely yet—and scrambles back to their seats.
"Phew—"
Shi Luoyin and Lin Zimo watch the chaos settle and finally draw a breath of fresh air.
But right then.
One of Shi Luoyin's rabid fans ignores the broadcast completely.
He charges forward like a madman, barreling straight up to her, arms outstretched for a hug.
"Luoyin! Luoyin! I love you so much—ten whole years! You're my goddess. Just one hug..."
Shi Luoyin jumps in fright, staring in horror at the sudden balding middle-aged creep.
She doesn't want him hugging her. She only wants Lin Zimo's arms around her.
Just a split second before the fan grabs her.
A black shadow flashes by, followed by the thud of fist meeting flesh. A deep red mark blooms on the fan's cheek.
It's Lin Zimo from across the aisle, stepping in at the crucial moment.
The fanatic freezes, clutching his face in agony as he staggers and collapses, howling in pain and outrage.
"You dare hit me? I've dropped so much cash on Luoyin goddess's songs, bought endless albums—what's wrong with one little hug?!"
Lin Zimo lunges forward in a single bound, planting himself between Shi Luoyin and the creep. "Damn right I hit you!"
His gaze cuts like a blade, radiating an untouchable authority.
No one messes with his girlfriend right in front of him. Not on his watch.
Lin Zimo cocks his fist again, slamming it straight into the fan's chest with brutal force.
The fanatic groans in misery, but Lin Zimo shows zero mercy.
He locks eyes with the guy, his actions screaming one clear message: any violation of Shi Luoyin is off-limits.
The onlookers gawk, a mix of fear and thrill rippling through them.
Shi Luoyin stands behind Lin Zimo, gazing at his broad back, her eyes sparkling with gratitude and utter dependence.
The more she stares, the more handsome he looks. She's utterly smitten.
Then, she turns a cold voice on the fan. "I'm not hugging you. You don't have to like me—I never forced you."
The crowd erupts in curses.
"Fuck! What kind of braindead stan is this? Such disgusting shit for brains..."
"I've poured tons of money into Luoyin goddess's music too, and I'd never dream of touching her. Beat this psycho dead!"
"This creep's mind is fucked. Lock his ass up!"
...
Airport security finally arrives, hauling the braindead fan away.
The farce ends at last. Everyone returns to their seats.
Lin Zimo and Shi Luoyin settle back into theirs as well.
When the plane touches down smoothly at last, hugs and tears explode everywhere—raw joy at surviving, deepened bonds from mutual support.
Everyone feels life's fragility and preciousness more acutely than ever, cherishing one another all the more.
Suddenly, ambulance sirens and police bells wail from outside the airport.
The rescue teams, alerted to the crisis, rush in to assist.
The special ops police cart off the bomb and terrorists, then offer Lin Zimo a respectful salute.
They question and console him, Shi Luoyin, and the other passengers in detail.
Cheers and applause erupt outside the cabin door, the passengers toasting Lin Zimo and Shi Luoyin's bravery and quick thinking.
Their courage didn't just save themselves—it protected everyone on board.
Escorted by the crowd, Lin Zimo and Shi Luoyin step off the plane.
Security shadows them the whole way for safety.
His admirers and her fans are just too damn intense.
By the time Lin Zimo and Shi Luoyin reach their reserved seaside resort hotel, exhaustion hits. They collapse onto the plush bed.
Gazing out the floor-to-ceiling window at the ocean vista.
The scene unfolds like a poem or painting, plunging them into a fairy-tale world. Waves lap gently at the rocky shore like a soothing melody, utterly mesmerizing.
On the distant horizon, a sailboat glides by, mirroring the fluffy clouds above in a breathtaking tableau.
Sunlight dances across the sea, scattering golden sparkles like shattered diamonds on blue velvet.
It evokes a profound, lazy romance.
As Lin Zimo and Shi Luoyin take in the stunning view, a shared thought sparks in their minds.
So beautiful here... perfect spot for some lovemaking...
Shi Luoyin's fair cheeks flush crimson in an instant.
Oh god!
Shi Luoyin, why's your mind always in the gutter?!
So embarrassing!
Right as she's drowning in shyness.
Lin Zimo grins at her. "Luoyin, what're you thinking about? Face all red out of nowhere?"
...
"Boom—" Her face burns even hotter. She buries it in the pillow, stubborn as ever. "N-nothing!"
Lin Zimo chuckles at her adorable, head-ducking bashfulness.
"Hahaha—" After laughing, he teases more.
"Shi Luoyin, your wound isn't fully healed yet. No getting naughty oh."
"I wasn't! Don't make stuff up..."
"Then why do your eyes look all gooey?"
"Hmph! Ignoring you!"
Outmatched, Shi Luoyin yanks the covers over herself.
Lin Zimo smiles helplessly.
But his amusement fades fast.
Her little ostrich act—head hidden, but that perfect, perky ass and those long, sleek legs on full display.
Lin Zimo can't help it...
He gets hard...
Sometime later.
Shi Luoyin stirs groggily from her doze, blinking sleep from her eyes.
She senses a hand caressing her thigh.
And ragged breaths nearby.
She cracks her eyes open, peeking out.
To her shock, Lin Zimo's big hand rests on her pale, silky leg.
Stroking it softly.
His phone plays a porn video.
The woman inside is wildly slutty.
Gangbanged by a horde of men.
Pussy, asshole, mouth, armpits, face...
Cocks everywhere.
Thick cum splattered all over.
The video's hitting its climax peak.
"Hmph hmph! And you said no naughty..."
Shi Luoyin gripes inwardly, but she's secretly thrilled.
Lin Zimo's into her.
Nothing better.
But his touches set her body ablaze, heat building.
A strange tingle spreads from her pussy throughout.
Shi Luoyin...
Goes into heat...