Chapter 30, Saihan's story, complete! A new chapter begins! Xiao Ye's story...
"Bang!"
In the hotel room, Ye Ling ignored the red, throbbing kneecap from kicking the hard headboard as she retreated quickly; the overwhelming astonishment in her mind had already overwhelmed the physical pain.
"You're an A?! You're kidding me?! How is that possible..."
Ye Ling slumped onto the bed, her pupils trembling, muttering to herself incessantly, her fingers unconsciously tugging at her hair, looking utterly pathetic as if her worldview had collapsed.
Just now, when Pei Qing pinned him to the bed, he... he seemed to have accidentally touched a part of his body that shouldn't be there, a burning, terrifying sensation...
How could that be? Clearly… no, Pei Qing, A-Qian has never explicitly mentioned her information. It's always been him, always him chasing after her one-sidedly…
But how could this be? How could I be attracted to an A?! Knowing full well that the person opposite me is an A, even though I saw it with my own eyes, why, why does my body still feel so hot...?
Before seeing or even touching it with her own eyes, Ye Ling could still deceive herself into believing she was a staunch supporter of heterosexuality. But now, faced with this situation, she felt not... but rather even more excited...
Ye Ling looked utterly desperate and tried to pull a corner of the blanket over himself to cover his body, but Pei Qing was firmly on top of him, supporting himself on one knee and looking at him with a mocking gaze.
He dared not look the other person in the eye and lowered his head in embarrassment.
I'm doomed, I'm really doomed. Being looked at like that, like I'm trash, actually makes me even more excited...
Ye Ling knelt on the bed with his hands clasped together, his expression and posture unbelievably obedient. Apart from a small, barely noticeable shadow cast on the soft, smooth silk sheets in front of him, he seemed perfectly normal. However, only he knew just how vulnerable his body was at this moment...
Pei Qing was holding it in. She wasn't a saint; she couldn't just take a cold shower or solve the problem herself. Besides, wasn't this exactly what Ye Ling wanted? How could he run away at this crucial moment? She absolutely wouldn't let that happen.
She stretched out her arm, her muscles extended, and forcefully pulled Ye Ling, who had run to the edge of the bed and was sitting there, back to the center of the bed.
The woman's strong, powerful hand gripped the blond boy's slender, fair ankle. The burning heat of her palm penetrated through his thin skin and seared into Ye Ling's heart, making him cry out in fear.
Pei Qing ignored her completely. Ye Ling's weak resistance was like that of a puppy, utterly powerless. She noticed that this person's resistance was half-hearted and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The blond boy had his back to her, his face buried deep in the blanket, not daring to look up. The two were in an extremely awkward position. Pei Qing reached out and dug Ye Ling's buried head out, her eyes showing surprise. "Oh, why are you crying? What are you shedding tears for? Isn't this exactly what you wanted?"
"No, no, that's not it at all. That's not what I thought, sob sob..." Ye Ling's tears fell one after another, her sapphire-like eyes were full of water mist, and her eyes were red and swollen like two rotten peaches from crying.
"Aren't you excited too? What are you pretending for?" Pei Qing nonchalantly lifted the hem of his pajamas and gave him a hard flick.
Ye Ling's somewhat fake wailing paused, his eyes blinking rapidly. To be honest, he wasn't quite sure why he had started crying in the first place. In short, after all this fuss, he still hadn't gotten to the end, and an unspoken awkwardness filled the air.
Pei Qing didn't want to make it look like a crime scene. Some games are more fun when both parties are willing. Sigh, she misses a certain pervert a bit.
However, despite the jokes and banter, it was absolutely impossible to get her to stay awake all night; we had to think of something.
She looked down at Ye Ling's two slender, straight, and well-proportioned white legs, and a flash of inspiration struck her—she thought of something wonderful that she had never tried before.
She patted Ye Ling's leather drum, her voice as usual, "Turn around, arch your back, bend upwards, yes, like that, a little higher."
Ye Ling blankly followed Pei Qing's instructions to pose. Unconsciously, listening to her had become a habit, even in this kind of situation.
Pei Qing took a half step back, propped her chin on her hand, and looked around. Hmm, that should be it. In any case, what lay before her was undoubtedly an incredibly beautiful sight:
Although the boy was tall, he was not yet fully grown and appeared somewhat thin. His blond hair hung loosely behind his head, revealing a section of his snow-white neck. While he could not be described as wealthy, he was still quite well-endowed. His waist was slender, and his long, narrow abs were faintly visible, giving him a unique charm.
Pei Qian bent her left knee and knelt on the bed, with her other leg standing straight on the ground. Her slender index finger traced along the center of her concave back, causing a slight tremor. She then bent her right arm and lifted it up again around Ye Ling's waist, bringing their bodies closer together.
Closer and closer, until all we could hear was the sound of our heartbeats gradually merging and becoming more rapid...
So close that, amidst the increasingly intense wind and rain, as Pei Qing leaned close to his face and brushed against his sensitive earlobe, before Ye Ling's brain could even react, a sweet, cloying breath, seemingly not belonging to him, poured out from his slightly parted red lips.
Ye Ling stared wide-eyed in surprise, her expression a mixture of embarrassment and disbelief that amused Pei Qing. The woman's sweaty black hair brushed against their overlapping cheeks. She propped herself up on the bed with one hand and used the other to turn Ye Ling's chin, exchanging a shallow kiss.
...
After taking a shower and having the intelligent mechanical service device tidy up the messy room, the two of them lay down on the bed without prior arrangement.
Pei Qing had prepared herself to listen to Ye Ling nag all night, but to her surprise, the man didn't say a word, which was unusual. Well, he did say something like "Let's rest," but that shouldn't count.
Pei Qing didn't care about anything else. She pulled the clean blanket over herself and drifted off to sleep easily. In her hazy sleep, she vaguely heard a few words: blockade, emergency, leak... and an alarm. What happened? But it probably had nothing to do with her.
Ye Ling lay in bed for a long time, unable to fall asleep. A jumble of messy thoughts swirled in her mind. How should she face them? How could she resolve them properly?
All his elite education vanished at this moment, though he didn't realize it; only a faint warmth kept rising in his heart, repeatedly suppressed...
Suddenly, the communicator blared with a piercing alarm, and an ominous red light flashed incessantly. Ye Ling was startled and quickly picked it up to turn it off. He then glanced back and saw that the person on the bed was still sleeping peacefully. He quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
The light screen rose, and Ye Ling glanced at the contents casually. The dim light illuminated his face, making his expression even more solemn.
A few minutes later, a communication came from the capital planet. Ye Ling closed the bedroom door, went to the living room to answer it, and said, "Mother."
A cold, authoritative voice rang out, "Have you received the message?"
"Yes, Mother."
"The airship will arrive at the hotel entrance in five minutes. Don't be late."
Before the reply, "Yes—", was finished, the communication was abruptly terminated.
Ye Ling gritted his teeth, his fingers curled up, gripping the terminal tightly. He gave a bitter laugh. He had originally thought that his so-called plan had allowed him to escape and come here, but it turned out that his whereabouts had been under the control of the family from beginning to end. He had been too naive.
Yes, how could he have left the manor without his mother's permission? He was blinded by excitement; being allowed to stay for even a day was already a great favor from his mother.
Everyone in the Ye family has their own responsibilities, and Ye Ling is no exception. Thinking of the alarm news, his eyes slowly changed.
The next morning, Pei Qing woke up as usual, and sure enough, there was no one beside her again.
No, do people from your big planet like this?
Pei Qing shook her head, pushed the blanket aside, and didn't see a small, light piece of paper being blown away and falling under the bed.
This is a short essay that the self-proclaimed young master, who insists on having a sense of ceremony to end things, hastily wrote last night to put a period to his tragic love affair.
The gist of the article is: all the past troubles were due to his failure to understand his own heart; he apologized for bothering me during this time, and promised that nothing would happen in the future, along with a bunch of flattering remarks; and finally, he concluded by saying that we should just be friends.
Over there, Ye Ling sat on the airship, holding a terminal that hadn't transmitted any information, feeling extremely uneasy, fearing that she might not be able to remain friends; meanwhile, our protagonist Pei Qing hadn't even seen the contents of the note.
Pei Qing went downstairs to check out of the hotel and strolled down the street whistling in a good mood. She thought to herself how safe the city center was, with no robberies on the streets and excellent sanitation. It was so much better than where she lived.
Just then, several people sped past on brightly colored modified motorcycles. The bloodstains on the motorcycles looked very fresh. "Tsk," Pei Qing said disdainfully, dusting off the bloodstains on her trouser leg. Really, so easily splattered with blood.
After taking a few more steps, she stopped abruptly, her hands patting herself up and down. "Huh? No, where's my terminal?" Her terminal, which she kept in her outer pocket, was gone!
"No way! He's a car owner, how come he's even robbing a beat-up, eighth-hand vehicle?!"
Pei Qian strongly suspects that these people didn't even check what brand it was before they robbed it. She usually carries this broken terminal with her when she goes out just in case she gets robbed. You know, this broken terminal is the kind of junk that no one would even pick up when she threw it on the ground. And yet, it still got robbed!
Every day in Saihan City was a revelation for Pei Qing, who gave a forced smile before turning and running away.
Even this broken terminal is hers; there's no reason for her to just let someone else take it away like that! Absolutely not!
Pei Qing took off running. Her physique had really improved a lot; she wasn't even that tired after running like this! It was amazing. Could she be a genius? Pei Qing couldn't help but boast to herself as she ran.
Pei Qing ran past a corner, then stopped running, took a few steps back, and rubbed her eyes in disbelief.
The modified motorcycle was in ruins, with parts scattered all over the ground. The people on the motorcycle were scattered here and there, and red and white substances were splashed out in a radial pattern. Note that this is not an exaggeration, but a realistic depiction.
Pei Qian leaned against the wall, feeling a bit nauseous, but unable to vomit. "Heh, my tolerance for this disgusting stuff has increased quite a bit," she thought with a wry smile.
After calming herself down for a few minutes, her desire to save the terminal finally overcame her nausea. Pei Qing pinched her nose and tiptoed over the people. Was this a car accident? Or something else? Such a horrific impact…
She tore off a piece of her clothing to wrap her hand and carefully lifted the blood-contaminated terminal. Fortunately, perhaps because of the padding, it hadn't completely shattered.
Before Pei Qing could even breathe a sigh of relief and had just put the terminal in her pocket, she heard several sharp shouts, "Don't move! Put down your weapons! Hands up! You're surrounded!"
"!" Pei Qing quickly raised her hand, looked around, and saw a bunch of dark gun barrels pointed at her, constantly aiming as she moved.
Ha, this time, it seems like we're really doomed...
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Author's Note: I was racking my brains for the plot, but I forgot about the rankings and ended up on the blacklist... I'm a little tempted to quit...
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