Reborn as the Harem King-Chapter 106 Top Hunter

Gong Zi was wrapped in a thin, white shawl, making it difficult to discern what she wore beneath.

However, her form-fitting black lace skirt perfectly accentuated her hourglass figure.

She had washed off the heavy smoky eye makeup from earlier, and without it, her natural beauty stood in stark contrast to her made-up self.

Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and standing there in the cool night breeze, she emanated an air of quiet allure.

The woman approached him. As she drew closer, Zhou Yi noticed a small mole near the corner of her eye.

When she looked up at him, her foxy eyes appeared both innocent and beguiling.

A soft smile graced her lips, her voice carrying a trace of seduction.

"Captain, you're still awake so late? Have I disturbed you?" she asked, leaning in slightly.

Zhou Yi could see her eyelashes clearly—long, curled, and delicately curved, almost hypnotic.

He leaned casually against the doorframe, a faint smirk lingering on his lips. "Not at all. What brings you here? Speak freely."

His tone was neither cold nor overly warm.

"Captain, do you smoke?" she inquired.

Zhou Yi wasn't a habitual smoker, but he didn't mind indulging occasionally.

"I do," he replied.

A graceful smile spread across her face as she reached for the cigarette box.

In doing so, the shawl around her shoulders fell to the ground, revealing a snug black lace camisole underneath.

Zhou Yi caught sight of a vivid rose tattoo blooming across her chest, its vibrant hues almost lifelike.

"Oh dear, my shawl slipped," she said, pretending to bend down to retrieve it.

The movement exposed her bare back, dipping just above her hips, almost exposing more than intended.

It was indeed a daringly sexy backless number.

While it revealed nothing outright, the subtle hints were enough to spark the imagination and draw one's gaze irresistibly toward her.

Even the way she crouched to pick it up seemed calculated.

She swept her hair to one side, revealing a striking profile, her lowered lashes framing her features perfectly.

As she bent slightly to retrieve the garment, her hips appeared even fuller, straining against the confines of her tight skirt.

The deliberate curve from her nape to her lower back created a visually arresting silhouette.

Zhou Yi's eyes darkened momentarily. He couldn't deny that Gong Zi possessed undeniable appeal.

After picking up the shawl, she handed it to him.

"Captain, if I light your cigarette, will you help me put this back on?" she asked, offering him the fabric. It was a subtle test to gauge whether Zhou Yi would play along with her coy game.

Men are not oblivious. They know when they're being played—it's simply a matter of whether they choose to indulge. In essence, this was flirtation.

Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes but didn't immediately take the shawl. Gong Zi's moves were well-calculated; she clearly had some tricks up her sleeve.

"And how exactly do you plan to light my cigarette without a lighter?" he asked, amusement flickering in his tone.

"You needn't worry about that, Captain. Just say yes, and I'll produce one for you," she replied, her voice teasing.

Zhou Yi's interest was piqued. He accepted the shawl, curious to see where she'd pull the lighter from. He gently grasped her wrist.

"What are you planning?"

Gong Zi blinked innocently.

"Fetching the lighter, of course. It's already in your pocket."

"When did you manage that?" he asked, a hint of humor in his voice.

"When I asked if you smoked," she answered, retrieving a small, lightweight lighter from his right pocket. It was so unassuming that Zhou Yi hadn't even noticed it.

She leaned closer to his ear and whispered,

"Captain, would you like to know where I pulled that lighter from earlier?"

A faint scent wafted into Zhou Yi's nostrils as he leaned in, his voice low and steady.

"Are you deliberately trying to seduce me? Aren't you afraid of what I might do?"

Gong Zi's heart raced at the warmth of his breath. She took a step back, pulling a cigarette from the box.

"Open your mouth, Captain. Let me light it for you."

Zhou Yi lowered his head, taking the cigarette between his lips. Goodness... Gong Zi found herself momentarily entranced as he did so. She had to admit, she was beginning to fall under his spell.

Regaining her composure, she lit the lighter and held the flame to the cigarette, though she avoided meeting his gaze directly.

"Why won't you look at me?" he asked, his voice calm yet probing.

Summoning her courage, Gong Zi lifted her eyes to meet his. In the flickering glow of the flame, his gaze appeared deep and enigmatic, tinged with a cool detachment.

Zhou Yi draped the shawl over her shoulders, then took the cigarette between two fingers, exhaling a puff of smoke in her direction. The scent was pleasant—a delicate blend of fragrance mingled with nicotine.

Zhou Yi's features were veiled by the smoke, his piercing gaze narrowing slightly as he studied her. Gong Zi felt as though she stood exposed before him, stripped of all pretense. It was as though he saw through every layer of her facade, watching her with the detached amusement of a predator observing its prey.

Once, she had been the hunter. Now, it seemed, the roles had reversed. Gong Zi had believed herself in control, but her infatuated gaze betrayed her. Zhou Yi wasn't like the men she had encountered before, easily swayed by her charms.

The most skilled hunters often disguise themselves as prey. Gong Zi thought she was the pursuer, unaware that she had walked straight into the trap.

Zhou Yi suddenly held the cigarette to her lips.

"Open your mouth."

Gong Zi swallowed hard, obediently parting her lips to accept the cigarette Zhou Yi had been smoking. Her heart pounded wildly, threatening to leap from her chest.

Zhou Yi gently adjusted the shawl, covering her fully. With a faint smile, he said,

"There's no need to resort to such tactics with me. I don't appreciate them."

With that, he left her standing there, bewildered, and retreated into his room.

Gong Zi's lips parted slightly, and the cigarette fell to the ground. She was stunned. And confused.

So... had her plan failed?

She had so many moves she hadn't even tried, yet she had already let herself become infatuated in front of Zhou Yi. For the first time, the woman who had always been invincible felt a pang of defeat.

Had Zhou Yi outright rejected her advances, she might have dismissed it as his lack of exposure to her full repertoire. But she had done quite a bit, and still, Zhou Yi remained unmoved.

She glanced down at the cigarette he had smoked, and an image of him taking a drag flashed through her mind. Damn, he was so magnetic.

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Gong Zi took a step back as if startled, quickly retreating to her room. She barely slept that night.

Opening Zhou Yi's WeChat moments, she found his posts limited to the last three days—and they were empty. She had no way to approach him.

She wanted to send a message but hesitated, feeling a twinge of embarrassment. Finally, unable to resist, she sent him a text.

[Gong Zi: What kind of music do you like? I can play it for you.]

Zhou Yi had just finished attending to personal matters and stepped out of the shower.

Seeing Gong Zi's message, a faint smirk crossed his face.

Trying to seduce someone like him?

She was still too inexperienced, little one.

He didn't reply immediately, letting her thoughts swirl for a while.

He opened her WeChat moments, which were filled mostly with songs she shared and updates about the band she had formed.

Scrolling through them, he gained insight into her tastes.

Since she liked rock, he decided to visit the system store and purchase a singing talent upgrade.

If he casually sang a few hit rock songs from his world tomorrow, how would she react?

Gong Zi would be utterly captivated.