Chapter 224 - 220: A Romantic Late Night Snack

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Chapter 224: Chapter 220: A Romantic Late Night Snack Nanrong Wanqing’s body trembled slightly, her hands tightly clutching the sheets, involuntarily she lowered her head, biting the corner of her mouth lightly, a complex expression flickering in her beautiful eyes—uncertain if it was nervousness or anticipation. Seeing she offered no resistance, Ling Chen’s heart secretly leaped with joy. He shifted his body closer to her and wrapped his arms around her from above, gently holding her delicate body. Feeling his increasingly bold movements, Nanrong Wanqing’s breathing became rapid. Her eyes involuntarily closed; her body was tightly tensed, and her palms were sweaty. Meanwhile, she heard Ling Chen’s breathing getting closer from the side, her face blushing even more, unbearably hot. What... what does he want to do? Caught up in her frantic thoughts, she suddenly felt Ling Chen’s large hand on her stomach, gently stroking it. The gentle movements and the warmth from his palm felt comfortable, gradually relaxing her body. However, before she could speak, she saw Ling Chen lower his head, and her lips were sealed. For a moment, her mind went blank, forgetting everything she wanted to say. "Don’t..." Nanrong Wanqing braced against his chest, pushing him away. "What’s wrong?" Nanrong Wanqing, with a flush on her face, whispered weakly, "I... I can’t breathe." "Now?" "Much better... mm..." Feeling Ling Chen’s lips pressing against hers again, Nanrong Wanqing shyly extended her hands, wrapping them around his broad back, awkwardly responding to him. At this moment, outside the room, in the corridor, Zhu Hong holding several takeout boxes, walking with a smile, approached Nanrong Wanqing’s room and gently knocked on the door. "Wanqing, are you asleep?" Hearing Zhu Hong’s voice, Ling Chen raised his head and looked towards the door, feeling slightly annoyed. Why did he have to show up at this exact moment? It was irksome. "Is there something you need?" Nanrong Wanqing asked, still catching her breath, her blush not yet faded. "I noticed you didn’t have dinner. I was worried you might be hungry, so I brought you some late-night snacks. Would you like to eat something?" "No need, thank you!" As Zhu Hong’s footsteps receded, Ling Chen turned to look at Nanrong Wanqing beneath him; her flushed cheeks and tempting lips nearly made him lose control. Feeling his gaze and recalling their intimate actions, Nanrong Wanqing bashfully scolded, "You’re still looking!" With a slight smile on his lips, Ling Chen replied, "We’ve already kissed, am I not allowed to look?" "You still say..." Nanrong Wanqing blushed as she pushed him away, wrapping herself tightly in the blanket, even covering her mouth, fearing he would take advantage of her again. Seeing her vigilantly guarding against him, Ling Chen couldn’t help but smile wryly. They had already gone that far, what was there to be shy about? He was just about to speak when suddenly a rumbling sound entered his ears. "Are you hungry?" he asked with a laugh. "Mhm," Nanrong Wanqing nodded bashfully, complaining, "It’s all your fault!" She had been fine before, but their recent activities had drained all her energy. "Alright, alright, my fault," Ling Chen quickly replied, eyes twinkling, "How about we go out and grab something to eat?" "Aren’t you avoiding Zhu Hong? He lives downstairs, and his bodyguards are guarding the entrance." "No worries, I have a way to leave without them noticing," he said, then got up, "You should get dressed first." Nanrong Wanqing took her clothes, about to change. However, seeing Ling Chen staring intently at her, she blushed, "No peeking." Ling Chen shrugged, grinned, and then turned around, his back facing her. After Nanrong Wanqing had changed, Ling Chen sat on the bed and patted his shoulder, "Hop on!" Understanding his intention, Nanrong Wanqing lay on his back, wrapping her arms around his neck, and inquired, "How will we get out?" "The same way we came in." With that, Ling Chen, carrying her, walked to the balcony and smoothly climbed down using the installed pipes. Seeing him head straight for the boundary wall, Nanrong Wanqing quickly reminded, "What about the wheelchair?" "With me carrying you, what need do we have for a wheelchair?" Nanrong Wanqing nodded, a warm feeling spreading through her heart. Having scaled the wall out of the Nanrong Family estate, Ling Chen hailed a taxi and headed straight for the snack street. It was already 10:30 p.m., but the snack street was still bustling with activity. Ling had brought Nanrong Wanqing here once before, knowing she was interested in the local delicacies, so he chose this familiar place again tonight. Carrying Nanrong Wanqing, Ling maneuvered through the crowd, immediately attracting many curious gazes. Passing couples, seeing their intimate demeanor, the girls envied them immensely, pulling their boyfriends along, saying, "Look at how good that boyfriend is, aware of how to care for his girlfriend." Listening to the couple’s conversation, Nanrong Wanqing’s lips curled up into a sweet smile, leaning her face against Ling Chen’s shoulder. "What would you like to eat?" "Anything." Right now, she truly didn’t mind anything, as long as the person beside her was there, she was content no matter what they ate. "Then let’s have rice noodle rolls, you said you loved their taste last time." Reaching the rice noodle roll stall, Ling Chen found a seat, ordered two bowls of rice noodle rolls from the owner, and then dashed to the side of the street to buy two bottles of mineral water. Shortly after, the two bowls of rice noodle rolls were served. Ling handed over a pair of chopsticks, saying, "Eat them while they’re hot." In the midst of speaking, he suddenly noticed someone sitting down beside him. Turning his head, he broke into a grin, "Oh, it’s you." The young man beside him was none other than Jiang Yunkai, whom they had encountered before on the snack street. The latter nodded, "I was just thinking a few days ago about when I might see you again, and here you are today." Addressing Nanrong Wanqing, he greeted her as well. "Last time you left in a hurry, I didn’t even get your name." "My name is Ling Chen." "Ling Chen?" Jiang Yunkai’s eyes hardened, a glint flashing through them, "So, you are Ling Chen." Ling Chen inquired in surprise, "You know me?" "Ranked tenth on the Tiger List, of course, I know of you." Hearing this, Ling Chen suddenly realized. Jiang Yunkai was also a martial artist, and with considerable skill, he naturally knew of the Heaven and Earth Dragon and Tiger Four Rankings.

Chapter 224 - 220: A Romantic Late Night Snack

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