harleyscars Chapter 17 Want to touch my legs? They're long, white, smooth, and tender.
Chapter 17 Want to touch my legs? They're long, white, smooth, and tender.
Ye Chen was secretly delighted, but he kept a straight face.
As the fight progressed, Zhu Zhuqing sensed something was wrong.
She noticed that Ye Chen had many opportunities to counterattack, but he just wouldn't make a move, sticking to her like a piece of chewing gum, only defending and not attacking.
"Are you going to fight or not?" she asked, frowning as she stopped attacking.
"Go ahead and fight, isn't this what we're doing?" Ye Chen replied with a smile.
Zhu Zhuqing stared at him for two seconds, feeling that he was hiding something, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
She shook her head and continued her attack.
The sparring session between the two lasted for about two incense sticks' time.
By the end, both of them were covered in a light sweat. Ye Chen had several bruises on his body, and Zhu Zhuqing had been kicked in the calf and was walking with a slight limp.
Zhu Zhuqing stopped, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.
"Thank you for today," she said softly.
"Thank me for what?" Ye Chen asked knowingly.
"You could have easily crushed me with your martial spirit, but you didn't. You respected me and didn't treat me like a decorative vase."
Ye Chen shook his head: "How could you be just a pretty face? You're the fastest of the Shrek Seven Devils, who would dare treat you like a mere decoration?"
Zhu Zhuqing remained silent for a moment, then turned her head away so that Ye Chen wouldn't see her expression.
"Get some rest tonight, we're going to the Star Dou Great Forest tomorrow," Ye Chen said, preparing to take his leave.
"Wait a minute," Zhu Zhuqing called out to him.
Ye Chen turned around.
Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Next time... we can use our martial spirit to fight again."
Ye Chen paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "Okay."
He pushed open the door and left.
The moment the door closed, Zhu Zhuqing leaned against the door panel, looking down at her palms.
The warmth of Ye Chen's hand seemed to still be present when he blocked her attack.
She remained silent for a long time, then shook her head, turned off the light, and went to sleep.
But no matter how much I tossed and turned, I couldn't fall asleep.
After leaving Zhu Zhuqing's dormitory, Ye Chen did not return to his own room.
He glanced at the data on the sublimator—Zhu Zhuqing's card had reached 89%!
If you try again, you can get the Zhu Zhuqing card.
"The efficiency is not bad." Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction.
He thought for a moment, then walked towards Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong's room.
Xiao Wu is his girlfriend, so it's normal for him to go see her, but Ye Chen knows in his heart that his target tonight is Ning Rongrong.
He knocked on the door.
Xiao Wu opened the door.
"Brother Ye Chen? It's so late..." Xiao Wu looked at him suspiciously, her gaze sweeping over him. "Why do you smell of sweat? Did you get into a fight?"
"I went to spar with Zhu Zhuqing," Ye Chen confessed honestly, without hiding anything. "We only used physical skills, without using my martial spirit."
Xiao Wu's expression instantly became subtle.
In the dead of night, going to a girl's room for a friendly spar?
That sounds suspicious.
But she knew Ye Chen wasn't that kind of person.
Moreover, Ye Chen's voluntary confession actually proves that he has nothing to hide.
"Then why did you come to see me now?" Xiao Wu asked.
"I need to speak with Rongrong about something," Ye Chen said.
Xiao Wu's expression became even more subtle.
But she still stepped aside.
Ning Rongrong was sitting on the bed reading a book, wearing a pink nightgown. Her long hair was casually tied up with a hairband, which made her look less sophisticated during the day and more languidly beautiful.
Seeing Ye Chen enter, she curiously put down her book: "What do you want with me?"
Ye Chen walked to the bedside and said in a serious tone, "I ate Oscar's sausage today and I feel a bit full. I wanted to borrow some of the radiance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to help me digest."
Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"That's such a lame excuse." She laughed so hard her eyes curved into crescent shapes.
Xiao Wu rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips: "Brother Ye Chen, can't you make up an excuse? If you can't, then don't."
Ye Chen coughed lightly, feeling a little embarrassed.
But Ning Rongrong didn't expose him.
She extended her right hand.
"Just say you want to touch my hand?"
She tilted her head and asked.
Ye Chen smiled sheepishly, reached out a finger, and gently touched her fingertip.
[Ding—Intimate contact with Ning Rongrong, energy value +4%!]
[Ning Rongrong Card - Collection Progress: 44% → 48%]
Ye Chen withdrew his hand and nodded in satisfaction. Although it only added 4%, every little bit counts.
"Okay, thank you."
Ning Rongrong gently lifted her trouser leg.
"You've touched my hands, do you want to touch my legs too? They're long, white, smooth, and tender?"
"May I?"
"roll!"
"Okay!"
Good night, get some rest, you have to get up early tomorrow.
"Good night."
Ning Rongrong waved to him.
Ye Chen turned and left.
Xiao Wu escorted him to the door, leaned against the doorframe, crossed her arms, and looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Brother Ye Chen, you're acting strange today."
"You wouldn't happen to have your eye on Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, would you?"
"you guess?"
Xiao Wu pouted, clearly not satisfied with the answer, but she didn't press for details.
She tiptoed and kissed Ye Chen on the cheek, then quickly retreated.
"Goodnight," she said, blushing, and closed the door.
Ye Chen touched his cheek that had been kissed, smiled, and turned to go back to his dormitory.
"I'm going to the Star Dou Great Forest tomorrow..." Ye Chen muttered to himself, "I should be able to collect all the Zhu Zhuqing cards by then."
He closed his eyes, and images of Zhu Zhuqing's aloof gaze and her occasionally reddened ears floated into his mind, as did Ning Rongrong's ecstatic laughter and the soft touch of Xiao Wu kissing his cheek on tiptoe.
A smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"Shrek's life is really good."
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, eight people and one division were ready to go on the Shrek Academy playground.
The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and there was a slight chill in the air.
Zhao Wuji stood at the front, glanced at everyone, and said in a loud voice, "Is everyone here? Let's go!"
Xiao Wu yawned, her body slumped over her shoulders, and leaned against Ye Chen as if she had no bones: "It's so early... Brother Ye Chen, let me lean on you for a while."
Ye Chen squeezed her hand: "Now cheer up."
"No..." Xiao Wu pouted, but still obediently stood up straight and rubbed her eyes.
Dai Mubai stood at the front of the line, arms crossed, his long brown hair swaying slightly in the morning breeze.
He glanced at Ye Chen and Xiao Wu's intimate display, his lips twitched, but he didn't say anything and looked away.
Tang San stood beside Ye Chen, his expression calm.
Zhu Zhuqing stood alone at the edge of the group, her body tightly wrapped in a black leather jacket, her long hair flowing like a waterfall, and her face cold and beautiful.
She seemed to sense something, and turned her head slightly, her gaze meeting Ye Chen's.
Ye Chen smiled at her.
Zhu Zhuqing looked away expressionlessly, but a faint blush crept up her ears.
Ning Rongrong, wearing a light yellow dress, moved closer to Ye Chen and asked, "Ye Chen, do I look good today?"
Ye Chen glanced at her and said, "Beautiful."
"Perfunctory," Ning Rongrong snorted, but still smiled.
Oscar and Ma Hongjun stood at the very back. Oscar rubbed his sleepy eyes and muttered, "Leaving so early, it's not even fully light yet..."
Ma Hongjun, however, was full of energy, his eyes constantly glancing towards the breakfast stalls in town: "Teacher Zhao, how about we have breakfast before we leave?"
Zhao Wuji glared at him: "We'll eat on the way. Doesn't Oscar know how to make sausages?"
Oscar's face paled: "Teacher Zhao, my soul power was completely drained yesterday, and I haven't recovered yet..."
As he said this, he gave Ye Chen a resentful look.
Ye Chen shrugged innocently.