Chapter 29 Fencing in Progress! (Final Chapter) ...
The beautiful scene of the loving couple watching a movie together did not materialize as Ye Ling had imagined. The atmosphere inside the room... well, it was quite interesting, or perhaps it could be described as strange.
If viewed separately, it can be roughly divided into three parts:
What's most eye-catching is the background music in the room that makes you blush, which, combined with the dim, ambiguous lighting, creates a truly immersive atmosphere.
This was purely something Ye Ling deliberately set up at the beginning, adjusting the lighting to create an atmosphere that would arouse people (you know what I mean). However, the effect doesn't seem to be very good…
Next, the camera is switched from the projection screen to the bed, and the scene on the bed is divided into two parts.
If you didn't know that the two of them were actually in the same bed, leaning against the same headboard, and covered by the same blanket, you would definitely find their expressions and states at this moment quite peculiar.
Although she was watching some very explicit, adult-only special channels, Pei Qing watched it as if it were a science program, very seriously and meticulously. If she weren't worried that some of her notes might be inappropriate, she would have taken pictures of some of the scenes.
Putting everything else aside, there are some scenes and props here that you can try out when you have time. As for who you try them out with, that depends on who has better luck.
Looking at Ye Ling, who was standing less than a fist's distance from the two people next to him, the young master Ye had a face full of sweetness and longing.
Of course, don't get me wrong, I'm not admiring the... well, the knowledge in the film, but rather indulging in fantasies about a sweet, pink-bubble-filled love story that's about to unfold (in parentheses).
During the film, Ye Ling kept telling herself that this was a normal film, the kind she wanted, and that she had to grit her teeth and finish watching it, since she had chosen it herself.
There's nothing we can do; that young master is just that stubborn. Even if the sky falls, nothing will happen, because his mouth will hold it up. After all, he's a staunch supporter of heterosexuality...
For one hour, thirteen minutes, and forty-eight seconds of the film, Ye Ling spent every second on his tiptoes, his toes clenched. He thought this would be the last ordeal he would experience that night, so when Pei Qing asked him how the film was, Ye Ling still put on a forced smile.
However, what Young Master Ye didn't know was that this was just the beginning. Every minute and second that the two of them spent together that night was a completely new kind of torment for him, like smoking a cigarette that cuts into his lungs, a painful yet pleasurable ordeal.
After the film ended, Pei Qing seemed to be somewhat unsatisfied. Although she didn't say it outright, Ye Ling saw a clear implication in her eyes.
Although he was eager to leave a good impression, he simply couldn't handle another such intense ordeal. So, for his personal and psychological safety, he decided against it; Ye Ling really couldn't take it.
After turning off the projector screen and leaving the dim, ambiguous lighting, the two of them, under the unspoken gaze of each other (this sentence is from someone's imagination and not a real situation), tossed and turned all night until 2:30 in the morning before finally settling into bed peacefully.
Ye Ling lay there anxiously at first, and after a few minutes of this stalemate, listening to the increasingly steady breathing of the people on both sides, he became anxious, he really became anxious.
No, this isn't what he expected either.
The dating guide says that in situations like this, the other person should sneak over and hold your hand, and then naturally do this and that, right? How come this is completely different? Is he about to fall asleep?
Ye Ling couldn't help but cough twice. Okay, it's okay. Since that's the case, I can take the initiative. It's no big deal. He kept giving himself mental suggestions and finally made up his mind.
He first moved the pillow closer to cover up his actions, and then quietly slipped his right hand under Pei Qing's blanket. That's right, up until now, the two of them were still using separate blankets.
Pei Qing was filled with regret at this moment. She regretted that she had been greedy for that little bit of money and booked a room in order to save some money.
If she had known that Ye Ling was up all night plotting something nefarious, she should have booked two rooms in the first place. If that wasn't possible, she could have booked rooms closer to each other, so she could at least get a good night's sleep.
The rustling sounds from the window were incessant. Pei Qing sighed heavily. At that moment, Ye Ling's hand had already slipped smoothly into her bed.
Pei Qing licked her slightly chapped lips, rolled her eyes, and then grabbed his hand just before it touched her private parts.
"What exactly do you want? It's the middle of the night, can't a person get some sleep?"
"!"
The sudden question startled Ye Ling, causing her to freeze instantly and her hand to tremble uncontrollably.
He didn't dare look Pei Qing in the eye, burying half his face in the blanket, lowering his head like a timid little quail, and stammering, "I, I just, just..."
"What is it? Tell me quickly so I can go to sleep. Do you want to do something else? Sure, I'll accompany you tonight, even if it means risking my life."
"No! That's not what I meant..." Upon hearing her say that, Ye Ling suddenly became anxious, forgetting her shyness, and her words became fluent, "I just want to hold your hand."
He finished speaking quickly and lowered his head again. Ye Ling was afraid that Pei Qing would reject him. He was uneasy and his heart was filled with all sorts of emotions.
Ye Ling's wrist was firmly held to the bed by Pei Qing, while his other hand supported his body in an awkward position. However, he had no time to care about that and was eagerly awaiting Pei Qing's answer.
"Tsk, is that so?" Pei Qing clicked her tongue, somewhat speechless, but then immediately took Ye Ling's hand. His palms were sweaty, hot and slippery, making it a little uncomfortable to hold. She could only forcefully restrain her urge to shake him off.
Ah, she really wants to get a good night's sleep.
Pei Qing had no idea what these young masters were thinking all day long, but she really couldn't be bothered to play these kinds of weird, boring, and tedious games of "I love you, you love me, whether you love me or not, I still love you."
On the other hand, she is not opposed to sex, but she finds love somewhat difficult to accept, or rather, she simply does not understand the origin of this emotion.
She might be able to understand some of the feelings that develop between two people who spend every day together.
But Pei Qian still finds it puzzling that two people who only interact online, or even only in games, like Ye Ling, can have such deep feelings for each other. You love me, but it has nothing to do with me.
However, Pei Qian is always easygoing, and these are all trivial matters; she simply doesn't like trouble.
Since some things can be easily fooled or coaxed away, there's no need to break them down and explain them clearly.
As long as it's not too troublesome, Pei Qing can accept it, understand it, and continue acting along.
Is it okay now?
Pei Qian patiently asked, and then watched as Young Master Ye nodded, then quickly shook his head, but then clenched his hands even tighter.
Perhaps, perhaps this is enough. Let's leave it at that for tonight, Ye Ling thought to herself, feeling a great sense of satisfaction and security as she clasped her hands together.
Yes, right, there's one more thing, the most important thing, and the one thing that must be done: kiss... kiss.
Ye Ling clutched the blanket with one hand, secretly raised her head, and gazed at the person sleeping peacefully beside her for a long time.
His gentle gaze slowly and gently brushed over the ends of her dark hair. Her usually sharp eyebrows were now peacefully closed. Her lips were a little pale and dry. She was sleeping soundly, her breathing steady.
As Ye Ling watched, a gentle smile spread across his face. He tried his best to keep their clasped hands still, slowly raised his upper body, and lifted his other free hand. He seemed to hesitate for a moment before finally deciding to place it in front of Pei Qing.
He was now kneeling on Pei Qing, with about 20 centimeters of space between them, so as not to touch her body.
Ye Ling looked around as if he were doing something wrong, even though he knew in his heart that there were only the two of them in the room.
He swallowed hard a few times, carefully observing Pei Qing's expression to make sure her breathing was steady and she wouldn't notice, before taking a deep breath, slowly pouting his lips, and gently leaning down...
"What are you doing?"
Lost in his own thoughts, the man didn't hear the extremely faint question until he felt the hand holding his move slightly.
Ye Ling was startled, and then felt the hand that was supporting Pei Qing being pulled down. The next second, the person was already on top of her.
"!"
Realizing what he had done, Ye Ling immediately tried to get off Pei Qing, but unexpectedly, a hand held him firmly, preventing him from moving an inch.
Pei Qing opened her eyes, her gaze devoid of any sleepiness. Looking at the person writhing on top of her, she couldn't help but chuckle. "What were you trying to do just now? What, wanted to kiss me?"
Ye Ling lowered her eyes, not daring to look at her, her fingers nervously gripping the bed, muttering something under her breath, seemingly trying to explain herself.
Pei Qing didn't bother to listen. With a sudden burst of strength, she pinned Ye Ling down before he could even react.
Ye Ling's face, which was originally only slightly red, turned completely bright red. Her brain suddenly went blank. The person who was usually so talkative and chattering all the way was now unable to utter a single word.
Pei Qian pressed down on him, her knees bent. Sensing the vibrant life force, she narrowed her eyes, scanned him up and down, and said something meaningful.
"I didn't realize you were so excited at this hour. I thought you were just going to watch a movie tonight, but it turns out you want to practice in real life?"
Ye Ling stared blankly at the person on top of him. He really didn't know what to say. It seemed that he did have this intention, but the whole scene was not quite what he had expected.
He had always known that Pei Qing was a very aggressive person, which could be seen from her fierce killing moves in the game, but he never expected to see her with such an expression and demeanor in bed.
To his surprise, he became even more excited. Recalling the scenes from the movie he had just watched, his temples were steaming. Could it be that he had actually been...? He dared not think any further.
"Weren't you just acting like you really wanted to kiss me? Why are you so quiet now? You were clearly excited too,"
Pei Qing ran her fingers across his face, lingering and exploring his delicate collarbone repeatedly until the small bone was shiny and red from rubbing.
Her eyes were smiling as she glanced past Ye Ling's slightly parted lips, disappearing into the depths of his collar, watching him dodge. She moved even closer, close enough to feel the warm, moist breath emanating from her red lips.
Ye Ling's eyelashes trembled incessantly, like a butterfly about to take flight, but trapped and captured by a spider web, unable to escape.
Pei Qing chuckled softly, leaned down, and pressed her forehead against his. Both of them had high noses, leaving a considerable gap between them.
She gripped Ye Ling's face with one hand, leaving several bright red marks, her eyes half-smiling, "Didn't you just want to kiss me? I've already moved right up to you, aren't you going to kiss me?"
Ye Ling's eyelids trembled, and he finally opened his eyes, his voice low and sticky, "Kiss, of course I want to kiss you..." Before he finished speaking, he kissed her, and her cool breath hit him.
Pei Qing held the back of his head with one hand, deepening the kiss.
She didn't know whose hand first climbed onto whose shoulder, or whose legs began to wander; everything unfolded so naturally, just as beautifully as Ye Ling had imagined, except…
"Um...wh-what is that..."
Ye Ling's slightly narrowed eyes revealed doubt. He struggled to pull his hand out of the tight grip and reached into the depths of the blanket.
"What is this? Why does it feel so hard... Hmm? Did I accidentally leave my personal computer on the bed?"
"No, what are you talking about? Are you out of your mind again?" Pei Qing replied dismissively, seemingly unfazed.
"No, it's really uncomfortable!" Ye Ling said anxiously, jumping out of bed and panting as she threw off the covers.
He searched around but found nothing, which made him even more puzzled.
"I'm truly impressed by you,"
Pei Qing sighed knowingly, then flipped Ye Ling onto the bed with one hand and began the peeling process with practiced ease.
"Hey, no, really, please don't, don't pull my pants! I can do it myself, please, I can do it myself..."
Ye Ling rolled around on the bed, begging for mercy. One hand blocked Pei Qing, while the other stubbornly tugged at her half-fallen pants. The tips of her ears and the back of her neck were bright red.
"Okay, okay, you do it yourself, I'll watch, alright? Hurry up."
Pei Qing was furious with this awkward person. She had never met anyone like him before, except for Ye Ling.
Ye Ling awkwardly took off his pajama bottoms. Yes, this kid had changed into his pajamas after taking a shower, not minding the trouble.
Honestly, she should have said so earlier. If she had just said she came to see her for this reason, why would she have bothered playing games with her for so long? She should have just finished this quickly. This guy is too bad; he can't carry her in the game at all.
Pei Qing sat on the bed, hands on her hips, watching as the person undressed, leaving only a cloth bag covering their body.
She was so angry she laughed.
She pushed aside Ye Ling's hand that was trying to stop her, and with a flick of her wrist, the cloth bag flew off the bed.
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Author's note: There's only a little bit left; I'll release it tomorrow.
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