Apocalypse King: Recruiting S-Tier Beauties With My Ruler System
Chapter 102: The Thawed Ice Queen

Chapter 102: The Thawed Ice Queen

Mu Qinglan’s POV

March 18, 20xx — 04:58 AM

Longwan University — Archery Club Sideroom.

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His warmth started to fade from the moment I opened my eyes, the dusty scent replaced by his thick, musky sweat and the filthy odour of sex.

It was my first time... and I never thought it would happen in such a way.

"It felt amazing..."

I covered my lips to hide the leaking voice...

There was no denial that it wasn’t as magical as I might have planned in my earlier years.

But it was magical, violent, satisfying and painful...

The aching marks from where he grabbed my hips, bit, kissed and sucked on my neck, breasts and inner thighs remained.

I was like a princess ravished by the main villain.

Sex, that a hero could never give her.

His desire to protect and cherish the heroine would ruin everything.

"Where did you go?"

—Boom—

An odd, explosive sound echoed outside the wide window behind me, and somehow, it felt like he answered my question in a second.

I dragged my body to the window, propping myself on the elevated wooden shelves.

Then leaned against the cold glass, my ass squished like those erotic novels I read in my twenties... would he like to see this? I wondered.

—Click—

My fingers opened the flimsy, rusted lock, almost snapping the metal fixture, as the icy wind blew into the small room with a howl. "It’s cold..." but other than a vocal complaint, it felt good, tickling my skin, flicking across my erect nipples.

’When did I become so horny...’

The thought echoed as I leaned against the glass, dozens of zombies attacked my dear boyfriend. He jumped, rolled and blasted them with his strange new toy.

"I wish he would rail me with that much force..." Another vulgar line slipped from my lips... but I didn’t dislike it. He fought them without a shirt. Just like my John would... the blue mark glowing brighter the more he thought.

"Haha, it’s my colour... is that permanent?"

I shifted my body and heard a wet, obscene squelch.

Then something leaked... frustrating... a pool of John’s seed formed under my ass and stained the window ledge.

"John, you bastard!" My hand pressed against the glass, watching him like a love-sick fool, even now my body ached, throbbed and became hot just watching him. "But you didn’t need to pour so much into me..."

"Haa... I’ve fallen for you, like a foolish girl."

My body became relaxed.

I could see the reflection of my face.

A bright smile, glossy cheeks and eyes... vibrant with affection like nothing I’d seen before.

"Idiot."

The marks he left on my body ached, throbbed and made me warm. I wrapped myself in a quilt, for this body was for him to see. That’s how my family taught me, the Mu clan should always remain faithful and think of their spouse.

Is John my spouse?

I couldn’t answer the question with words... but my rapid beating heart, and the sensation of delightful glee that came from watching your every movement, action and stupid taunt.

’Why are you speaking to the zombies? They’re dead... so stupid, but what can I say?’

I rubbed my abdomen, the ache and sensation of him still lingering inside me.

The area was a little sore and swollen... ’I am the fool that loves you.’

Memories flowed back into my mind as John fought against the mass of zombies.

His childish smile, but that determined face, brought me back to the past, when we first met.

I always believed that John would rise higher if given the chance, once a mere delivery worker for our firm in its early days...

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Despite his kind and gentle shell, when we first met, I learned he wasn’t weak or soft.

My company didn’t always have the protection of the Mu clan.

That only came once my earnings could profit enough to benefit the family and earn the right to become the heiress of the family.

Because my father didn’t believe in family but talent and skill...

That’s why John was so vivid in my eyes.

The embodiment of my father’s creed, it wasn’t me with an elite background. But him.

A poor orphan.

His father abandoned him, his mother nothing but a burden... yet he still adored them both.

One of our first clients was related to the Gu Clan, a violent group with links to the mafia and other dark paths. If the Mu clan was the light, a company on the bright side of things, then the Gu were the darkness of Longshan...

A member of the local gangs tried to force us to pay a protection fee, or he would ruin all our deals, but this idiot...

I watched him running along a wall, his face with a huge grin.

It was like some comic book or manga...

John stood up to them, a newly hired delivery driver faced this gangster, a new hire used his body to protect me when the bastard tried to hit me.

"He was only young then... such a cute little chick."

But neither John nor the foolish thug knew...

I had trained since an early age—at the very least, the unfolding metal baton hidden along my thigh would have broken the fool’s nose.

"Haha, my cute little idiot..." My fingers slid along the cold windowpane, the chill comfortable, even more than normal, as something gathered in my abdomen and the aches and pains in my body faded.

"I liked you from that moment, John... the thick scent of your body. The way your back tensed with each punch... how you used your left hand to keep me safe... Even at the cost of your own body."

Her eyes narrowed, sharper and with a red tint as a huge brute slammed into John, and he rolled across the ground.

"That’s why I killed that thug, had him chopped into pieces and sent him into the ocean."

Curled against the window, I watched him stand up once again. The wounds on his stomach, shoulders, back and cheek caused my abdomen to tighten. I wanted to kill, to maim... those filthy undead—how dare they touch him. How dare they hurt him!"

"Haa...."

A warm fluid dripped from my crotch. I scooped the stringy white goo into my finger... it was John’s scent, a little sweet, a little salty, but different from before. It wasn’t like the seed I swallowed a few nights ago... it was much sweeter and...

I licked my finger, flicking my tongue along the sticky white fluid.

"After all it’s a little easier to drink now, the salty, slimy texture has faded."

My gaze narrowed, focused on John, who stumbled forward.

All the brutes dead... his steps unsteady, but the crafty man who stole my heart already crippled that ugly purple zombie.

His strange gauntlets glowed with a black and golden blade...

"Will you tell me what that glow is now that we had sex?"

John sometimes told me everything without asking, but he seemed scared to share things like his relationship with Jiang Roulan and... Her.

I couldn’t remove my eyes...

Because I saw someone rushing out to his aid while I thought to myself.

"Shen Yifei.."

The icy cold gathered in my stomach like a storm... I could feel it. This feeling must have been what John tried to describe to me...

It was the thing most manga and novels spoke about.

I couldn’t believe it existed.

QI

My stomach was cold, like an icy sphere the size of a tennis ball formed with a jagged crystal shape, like a true ice queen.

"I guess you also love him, right?"

"But Yifei, I was his lover first... don’t overstep the mark, or I might not hold back."