Nine Hot Therians and Their Only One Queen novel Chapter 875

Chapter 875 He Really Doesn’t Get it?

Chapter 875 He Really Doesn’t Get It?

“No sping anything because you don’t get it? Fheard Voidbeast barely passes down anything about bonding

jum went speechless in an instant

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Corvin let out a sigh. To get the job done, he was going all in

He cleared his throat and started what might be the most awkward, ridiculous crash course of his life. “Listen, Jim. Bonding isn’t as simple as eating or drinking water it’s an art. First, you need foreplay!”

He held up two fingers and waved them in front of Jim’s. “Do you even know what foreplay is? You can’t just jump straight into that thing You know what i mean? it’s about the vibe, the atmosphere. You get it?”

He felt his tongue tying itself into knots. His cheeks burned bright red. His hands flailed in the air like he was grasping at nothing.

“Gotta be gentle. Take it step by step… Your eyes need to lock in like they are pulling silk… your body needs to… needs to… not like how you fight all the time, straight and hard.

“It has to be… man, that kind of heart-racing, face-burning feeling!” He got more and more embarrassed the more he spoke. He just wanted to find somewhere and disappear.

But thinking of Emma’s threat, he could only push through and keep going. “Then… Then, it’s… your breathing has to get messy… Your hands can’t just sit still…”

Corvin’s voice kept getting quieter. His eyes kept drifting away. He couldn’t look Jim in the eye at all.

Jim looked at him. A flood of question marks popped up in his mind. He seems like he said something, but also like he said nothing at all I’m getting more and more confused.

“What are you even trying to say?” he asked,

What feeling? What like this… what like that? Which one is it supposed to be? Is it the one I learned? I wasn’t worried about bonding at first. But after hearing him, I’m actually getting a bit worried now. Was everything I learned wrong?”

He couldn’t hold it anymore and asked Corvin again. “What are you trying to say?”

Corvin’s eyes widened in shock when he heard that. “Jim… I… I said so much. Don’t tell me you didn’t understand any of it?”

What does he mean, what am I trying to say? Isn’t it clear enough?

Jim nodded seriously. “Yeah”

Not clear at all. Not even a little. He didn’t say a single practical thing. He talked for so long, but it was all useless nonsense.

Corvin covered his face with his hand. I just spelled it out so bluntly, and he still does not get it. He really cannot do this. And he is not easy to teach either What am I supposed to do now?

He was starting to lose it and raked a hand through his hair.

He looked up at Jim again. Then, like he had made a desperate decision, he shot up from his seat. If the theory is too complicated and this quiet blockhead connot follow it, then fine. We go simple and direct. Hands on. It has to be hands-on

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Chapter 875 He Really Doesn’t Get It?

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“Alright, if you do not get all the abstract stuff, then we break it down into real steps Corvin forrad barself to com dropped back down beside Jim, scooting even closer until their knees were almost touching

“Jim, first of all, drop that whole ‘do not come near me, do not talk to me dead face routine of yours” He pointed at with a do or die expression “Right now, you are going to picture me as Emma”

At that, Jim finally lifted his heavy eyelids all the way

He stared at Corvin, eyes slowly tracking from his slightly messy hair to his tense, slightly distorted expression. visible Adam’s apple

Three seconds later, Jim closed his eyes again. He turned his head away and even pulled the blanket higher, covenn

It was a silent, full-body rejection.

Corvin was speechless for a second, like he had just taken a direct hit.

“Hey, what was that reaction supposed to be?” he snapped, reaching over to yank the blanket. “I am trying to teach you literally sacrificing myself for this. You think I want someone staring at me all soft and dreamy like that? I am not a weirdo. doing this because I have no other option.”

He shoved Jim lightly. “Come on. Turn your head back.”

Jim did not move. It was a quiet refusal.

Corvin gritted his teeth and physically pulled Jim out from under the blanket. Then, he looked at him. “Listen. First step, rye

contact.”

He forced down his embarrassment and tried to sound like he actually knew what he was doing.

“Look at my eyes. Do not treat me like I am nothing. And do not look at me like I am just some guy. You do not even have to see the as Emma. Just treat me like something you really care about. Or like your favorite thing to eat.

“Or something you really want. But not something you just swallow whole. Something you take your time with. Something you actually savor” in his own head, he thought this was a perfect analogy.

And the second Jim heard the word “food”, he finally gave a reaction. He opened his eyes again and looked straight at Corvin.

That gaze was fixed, dark, and completely unblinking

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