?Mobile reading Shu Ya-jing’s skin wasn’t very pale—rather, it had a soft, healthy tone, though not quite at the level of Mo Niu-er. Her skin was exceptionally smooth and supple, with excellent elasticity, offering Qin Dazhao, who was steadily eating his tofu, a delightful tactile sensation. Thanks to years of rigorous training, Shu’s figure was outstanding—her full bust, flat abdomen, and supple waist were qualities far beyond those of a frail young woman. The more one fights, the more one gains; likewise, the deeper one eats into the tofu. As Qin Feng’s growing desire intensified, his hands could no longer satisfy himself with her upper body. With one hand gently sliding down, he skillfully moved three fingers, and in an instant, the belt of the policewoman was undone. At that very moment, when the belt was loosened, Shu Ya-jing regained full awareness. Ever since she was young, she had never suffered such a loss—almost instinctively, she deployed her legendary wolf-deterrence move, the "knee-to-the-groin" technique she learned in junior high. Originally intended to be a kick, the move transformed into a knee strike as she was pressed tightly against the wall. This was a move he simply couldn't avoid—Qin Dashi had no choice but to accept. Boom… A tremendous crash sent both of them reeling, their eyes flashing gold. Qin Feng stumbled back three steps in succession. If he could have guided the inner qi to his head, this blow would have posed no harm. But as it was, the injury landed squarely on Shu Yajing. The head is one of the most delicate parts of the human body. When his forehead turned to stone, what would become of her head—would it not turn into a watermelon? Ah, brother, I'm just too kind-hearted. Even at crucial moments, I never forget to place compassion and tenderness above all else. "Qin Feng, I'm going to fight you to the very end!" Shu Yajing was truly furious—otherwise, she wouldn't have taken the initiative to elevate her status. She had always treated herself as a "lady" up until now. She lifted her right leg high, extending it until it formed a straight line with her body. My own dear maternal uncle-aunt, how high she lifted her leg! Her gaze naturally settled on the midpoint of the line formed by the policewoman, revealing an exceptional flexibility. Swish! Her right leg suddenly dropped, striking Qin Feng squarely. This was a solid, well-executed whip leg—one of Shu Ya Jing’s signature moves. If it landed on someone’s head, the victim would instantly lose consciousness; if on the shoulder, it could dislocate the arm or even crack the scapula. Qin Feng slightly tilted his head to the side, which left the policewoman somewhat disappointed—missing the head was already a lenient treatment. The whip leg maintained its force and landed heavily on Qin Feng’s right shoulder, producing a sound even louder than the initial head impact. Huff! A sharp intake of breath. Now observing the two of them, Qin Feng remained upright, neither staggering nor showing any loss of posture despite the strong blow. In contrast, the policewoman who had successfully executed the move looked visibly distressed. Just now, she delivered a powerful whipping leg, her chest heaving and her bra fasteners undone, clearly showing the strength behind the move. Yet she hadn't expected Qin Feng's shoulders to be as solid as stone—she felt her lower leg about to snap, and dared not move a muscle, simply maintaining the position of one leg resting on his shoulder. Qin, the young noble, chuckled. He had only channeled three-tenths of his spiritual energy into his shoulders and had already successfully blocked the sharp attack from the policewoman—his recent rigorous training had certainly not gone to waste! Stepping forward, he wrapped his arms around the woman's slender waist and with a gentle exertion, lifted her other foot off the ground. The graceful policewoman was once again pressed against the wall—this time even more severely. With her tall, poised stance on her toes, one leg resting on Qin Feng's shoulder, the two were now at the same height. As a result, the young officer, who had been supporting the small tent, now found himself positioned precisely between the policewoman's legs. At this moment, it was no longer possible to describe their relationship with words like "ambiguous"—they were absolutely blazing hot. Just as Shu Ya-jing was about to launch into a furious tirade, she was gently pushed by that firm object pressing against her. Though several layers of fabric separated them, the sensation sent her heart racing. She hadn't necessarily eaten pork, but that was precisely why she was so afraid—what if that thing burst through the fabric and left her in a state of utter dismay? Seeing her hesitate and unable to speak, Qin, the young nobleman, grew bolder, pressing against her again. The policewoman immediately grew quiet, her face filled with fear as she stared at him. "Heh, don't tell me you haven't been explored yet!" he pressed against her a third time, this time with much greater force than before. "Well, so what?" Shu, the policewoman, was nearly in tears. "If you keep treating me this way, I'm going to call He Mu-qing... ah, you're pressing again! I can't bear it anymore—I'm completely terrified! Just let me go, please!" "You're kidding, right?" "Qin Dashi muttered, 'Last time, your leader said something similar under these circumstances. I'm a kind-hearted person, so I believed her. But once I let her go, she immediately started fighting me. So now, I'll never trust anything you women say again!' Shu Yajing quickly stepped in to assure, 'I will absolutely not hold any personal grudges—please rest assured!' 'Exactly—no personal bias, just fair and open retaliation, right?' '...' The door of the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open from the outside. A police officer spoke, 'Shu Captain, the Director has asked you to come over immediately... My goodness, I didn't see a thing! Please carry on, carry on...' Then, with no intention of clarifying the actual facts, the officer simply assumed the two were having an intimate relationship and walked out, even making sure to close the door behind him. Goodness! They've just been caught in the act! Qin Dashi blushed deeply. With his face now so red, he simply lost the courage to keep being polite and turned around and ran off. "Stand there, Qin Feng! I'm not done with you yet!" Shu, the police officer, set down the leg that had been held steady, trying to chase after him—but her legs gave way and she sat down on the ground. The leg had gone numb, completely senseless. She whispered her distress. What a nuisance, Qin Feng! Do you fear I'll break my tail? Just run away then—why not close the door? Let everyone outside see my plight! Wait—what did he just say? He mentioned the leadership figure too, under the same circumstances... So you've not only offended me, have you? Well, Qin Feng, just watch this—watch how we'll handle you!