Chapter 280 - 279: Booking a Room with the Goddess in My Dreams

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Chapter 280: Chapter 279: Booking a Room with the Goddess in My Dreams Just as Shi Jin was still in shock, Xu Wendong’s voice came to his ears, "This is Shi Jin, my girlfriend’s cousin. Please look after him in the future." "Hello, Mr. Shi." Cao Jinbo immediately extended both hands, his face full of respect. Shi Jin, overwhelmed with fear and trepidation, shook hands with him. He knew what Xu Wendong meant by looking after him, and it would definitely bring endless benefits. Just as he was about to invite Cao Jinbo into the bar, Chen Qiaomu walked out, "Wendong, why did you come out? Was it too noisy inside? Shall we leave?" She naturally saw the Wanlong Association members on the ground who had been beaten up, but didn’t pay much mind to it because she knew that drunks often caused trouble in bars, which was quite common. Of course. It was fortunate she didn’t know Cao Jinbo; otherwise, she would have known Xu Wendong wasn’t lying, and realized he had become the leader of the provincial city’s underground forces. "Alright!" Xu Wendong agreed, and then said to Shi Jin and Cao Jinbo, "You two talk, we’ll head off first." As he spoke, he held Chen Qiaomu’s slightly cool hand and walked towards the distance under the streetlight. "I..." The silent atmosphere was suddenly interrupted by their simultaneous exclamation of ’I’. Xu Wendong gave a pampering smile, "You say it first." Chen Qiaomu’s face blushed, "You say it first." Xu Wendong, "You go first." Chen Qiaomu said, "I want to learn Mysterious Gate Ghost Hand." "I’ve already taught you everything I should!" Xu Wendong said, laughing and crying, as he had taught her everything he knew in previous lessons, without holding back. Chen Qiaomu looked at Xu Wendong with determination, "No, I want you to teach me in private." Xu Wendong scratched his head with a troubled expression. He really didn’t know how to teach Chen Qiaomu privately. Just when he was at a loss, Chen Qiaomu took his hand and led him to a four-star hotel across the street. ??? Xu Wendong’s mind was blown! Why did every girl lead him to book a room? Was he really that excellent? He followed Chen Qiaomu into the hotel in a daze, checked in, and then was led by her to a presidential suite. "I’ll take a bath first, and then experience the Mysterious Gate Ghost Hand myself later." Chen Qiaomu blushed, took a bathrobe, and entered the bathroom. Soon, the sound of water flowed in waves from inside. Xu Wendong sat dumbfounded in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and then lit a Great Front Gate cigarette. At this moment. He felt truly at a loss. He knew why Chen Qiaomu brought him to book a room. Although he also really liked her. But did he really want to be with her? After all, Chen Qiaomu was different from Zheng Xiaomin. Zheng Xiaomin hadn’t been affected by her original family, while Chen Qiaomu had been poisoned by the deficiencies of hers. She was a pitiable girl. Xu Wendong adored her too much to even think of harming her. Hiss! Accompanied by a strong burning sensation, Xu Wendong realized the cigarette had burned out. He extinguished the butt in the ashtray. At this moment, Chen Qiaomu walked out wearing a white bathrobe, her face flushed. She looked like a lotus emerging from water, revealing her white swan neck and her delicate, firm, round form in front, looking quite elastic. Her exquisite, white, bare jade feet were like a stunning work of art, naturally perfect and flawless, stepping on the soft carpet, as if it stepped directly on Xu Wendong’s heart, making it skip a beat, and even his breathing became heavier. Chen Qiaomu, her face flushed, found a bathrobe and said softly, "We had hot pot earlier and then went to the bar; there’s a smell of smoke and alcohol all over you. You should wash up too!" "Oh, okay." Xu Wendong dared not meet her eyes. After taking the bathrobe, he awkwardly entered the bathroom, and upon closing the door, he saw the two intimate garments hanging to dry inside. The pink bra exuded a sweet Japanese style, especially the palm-sized pink lace panties, making Xu Wendong’s cheeks burn. He never imagined that someone as cool and studious as Chen Qiaomu would have such a girly heart. It didn’t really fit her image... After a cold shower, Xu Wendong came out in a bathrobe. The girl was lying on the bed scrolling her phone, and although she was wearing a bathrobe, it revealed her long legs. Hearing Xu Wendong’s footsteps, she put down the phone and then turned around to lean back against the headboard. The dim little night lamp instantly heightened the room’s ambiguous atmosphere. Especially at the moment when the two gazes met, both saw panic and nervousness in each other’s eyes. "Come up first," Chen Qiaomu’s voice held a hint of nervousness. "Oh, okay." Xu Wendong obediently, like a primary school student, removed his slippers, and lay down next to the girl against the headboard. The room was very quiet. So quiet that even their slightly hurried breaths could be heard. Chen Qiaomu nervously asked, "Do you know what I’m dissatisfied about myself?" Xu Wendong was puzzled, "You’re so pretty, is there really anything to be dissatisfied with?" "In your mind, am I really that pretty?" The girl nervously looked at Xu Wendong, her clear eyes full of expectation, and the blush on her face instantly spread to her ears. She looked stunningly beautiful, making one want to kiss her. "Yes." Xu Wendong dared not meet her eyes, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, "Although there are many pretty girls at school, your beauty is unique, your every smile and movement is like sweet rain that nourishes the heart." Every boy encounters numerous girls he desires on his journey to maturity, in middle school, high school, university, or after graduation, and Xu Wendong, an ordinary person, was no exception. Chen Qiaomu was one of those Xu Wendong encountered, but unlike before, in his dreams, not only did he wish to have her, he also wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, building a family of their own. Hearing Xu Wendong’s answer, sweetness surged in Chen Qiaomu’s heart. She leaned her head on Xu Wendong’s shoulder and whispered, "If I’m the sweet rain, then you are the sunshine in my life." "You’re not just handsome, but optimistic, eager to learn, and determined to fight against a tough destiny." "In you, I felt the noble quality of unyielding resilience." "That’s why I often bumped into you in the library or self-study room." "What you thought was an accidental encounter was actually me trailing you with ulterior motives." "I thought you could sense my feelings." "I thought you would confess to me." "I was always waiting for that day." "But I didn’t expect to receive the news of your suspension." "That day was dark and oppressive for me, even the air was filled with the scent of parting." "I wanted to see you off, but lacked the courage." Saying this, she took a deep breath, the sadness on her face giving way to a charming smile, "Fortunately, our fate didn’t end, and we’ve met again!" Summoning her courage, she looked at Xu Wendong with affection, "This time, I don’t want to miss out. Will you be my boyfriend?"

Chapter 280 - 279: Booking a Room with the Goddess in My Dreams

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