Chapter 5 Domineering School Prince's Wet Love 05 I want to see him reveal more...
Weekend morning.
Jiang Lian walked out of the high-end apartment building with a sports bag on his back.
As a dedicated pervert, Ye Ling had of course been waiting for quite some time. He wore a discreet black baseball cap and huddled in the shadows of the newsstand across from the apartment building, his eyes fixed on the apartment door, his heart pounding.
[Jiang Lian is out!] This time, without 778 urging her, Ye Ling quickly followed.
"The hero is going to the gym for training now! He's participating in the provincial swimming competition next month, which is going to be a very exciting plot!" 778 excitedly introduced, "This is also a key interactive plot point for the hero and heroine!"
The crisp air brushed against his cheek, and Jiang Lian's keen senses once again caught a glimpse of something strange. That clumsy yet eager gaze clung to his back again.
He paused slightly, without looking back, but for some unknown reason he changed his route and headed towards the bus stop instead of the taxi intersection.
Ye Ling was so shocked that she almost jumped up!
[Host! Hurry!] 778 exclaimed in ecstasy, [God help you! Bus, what kind of heavenly place is this for perverts?! In the original novel, the hero is a wealthy second-generation man who never touched a woman's body, and he would sneer at this kind of commoner transportation. In the original novel, you wouldn't even dare to think of such an opportunity! This is simply a blessing bestowed by the God of the System!!]
Ye Ling quickly lowered the brim of her baseball cap and tried to blend into the queue.
778 continued to ramble on: [Only in the later stages of the novel, the hero is moved by the heroine's poverty and tenacity, so he condescends to accompany her on the bus, which in turn triggers a few romantic scenes of heroes saving beauties...]
"What does this mean... uh..." 778, whose mouth was faster than his brain, suddenly paused. He looked at his excellent-looking host and said carefully, "It means, it means your mission execution ability is excellent!"
Jiang Lian, who was at the front of the line, was tall and had long legs, and he easily squeezed onto the slightly old bus.
Instead of choosing an empty seat, he walked straight to the back of the carriage and stood by the window, his hands firmly grasping the cold metal handrail above his head.
Outside the glass window, Ye Ling appeared at the back of the crowded team. Even with a baseball cap, it was difficult to completely hide her conspicuous golden hair.
As more and more people filled the carriage, the air became stagnant and sticky, mixed with the smell of sweat and greasy food.
Like a nervous little fish, Ye Ling edged closer to the slender figure amidst the crowd. He held his breath, trying to minimize his presence.
Jiang Lian's gaze was always outside the window, but all his senses were highly focused on the small space behind him.
A crisp and clean scent, like the scent of grass that has been sun-kissed after rain, penetrated his nostrils and diluted the turbidity around him.
It’s Ye Ling.
He couldn't help but tighten his fingers around the handle.
“Crack.”
A very slight shutter sound was heard against the background of the noisy crowd, but it could not escape Ye Ling's pervert radar.
It wasn't him this time! And the sound came from behind him.
His alert hazel eyes immediately looked in the direction of the sound.
In a single seat in the middle of the carriage, a girl with thick bangs frantically tilted her head aside. Her phone was held upside down, pressed against her lap, her movements clearly revealing something she was trying to hide.
[Ding! Warning!] 778 was shocked. [Important plot character detected! The heroine, Su Xiaoxiao! How could she appear here so early?! This is unrealistic!]
[This is... the heroine?] Ye Ling looked at the unremarkable girl with surprise and curiosity.
She wore a washed-out school uniform jacket, her overlong bangs covering her eyes and eyebrows, giving off a timid air of someone on the outside. Only upon closer inspection could one discover the delicate and refined features hidden beneath her bangs, like a pearl covered in dust.
After a while, Su Xiaoxiao seemed to have experienced a fierce inner struggle and suddenly raised her head.
"Um, um..." Her voice was timid, "...I'm sorry."
"...Ah?" Ye Ling was even more confused and pointed at herself, "Me?"
"Yeah." Su Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously. "Just now... I couldn't help but take a picture of you." She seemed afraid that Ye Ling would be angry, so she explained quickly, "You were standing there just now, against the light from the car window. The profile of your face... the angle, the light, the atmosphere... it was all perfect."
As she spoke, she unlocked the phone screen with trembling fingers and turned the screen towards Ye Ling.
There was a snapshot on the screen.
In the photo, Ye Ling is looking out the window with his head slightly tilted. The morning sunlight filters through the car window, creating a hazy golden edge on his light blond hair and delicate profile. The figure is vivid and natural, and the composition and light and shadow are captured with great skill.
"I'm sorry, I took the photo without your permission." Su Xiaoxiao's face turned even redder, but her eyes gradually brightened. "Because I'm studying painting, this happens all the time... When I see a particularly touching moment, I can't help but want to record it. If you don't mind... can you let me keep this photo as a reference for my painting? I promise I won't use it indiscriminately! When the painting is finished, I can give it to you!"
When talking about her favorite field of painting, this originally introverted and gloomy girl seemed to be illuminated. Her speech speed became faster and faster, and her eyes became surprisingly bright. The concealed beauty and agility completely blossomed.
"Oh, it's okay, no need to apologize." Ye Ling had no grudges about this and even found it novel. "If you want to take pictures, take more than one. Do you want me to pose for you?"
At the flower and bird market, humans never ask for permission when taking photos of these birds. The birds don't feel offended and may even come closer, vying to show themselves to their potential owners.
Su Xiaoxiao wasn't greedy and shook her head to refuse: "This snapshot just now is too perfect! There's no need to pose deliberately. I like this more natural feeling."
[Although these are all candid photos...] 778's faint voice echoed in Ye Ling's mind, [But look at the heroine! She's so open and aboveboard, so confident! And look at you, sneaking around, so furtive...]
Ye Ling: [……]
At the back of the car, Jiang Lian had already seen the entire scene with his absolute height advantage.
He clearly saw Ye Ling listening intently to the strange girl's words, even though he couldn't hear clearly what she was saying due to the distance... He also saw the girl's lit cell phone screen looking at Ye Ling, and saw the... defenseless shy smile on Ye Ling's face.
It was an expression he had never seen before.
His eyes suddenly darkened.
"Hmm..." Ye Ling suddenly remembered that her serious task of tracking the male protagonist had not been completed yet.
He quickly found an excuse and said to Su Xiaoxiao, "Um...you can keep the photo, it's okay! Then I'll go to the back and see if there are any seats."
After saying that, without waiting for Su Xiaoxiao's response, he squeezed towards the back of the car with his schoolbag in his arms.
Jiang Lian's tall figure was right before her eyes, and Ye Ling's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. As she squeezed in, she mentally planned on finding a natural angle to stand next to him so as not to arouse suspicion...
Right at this moment!
"Squeak!"
The bus driver suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the tires made a screeching sound as they rubbed against the ground.
"Ah!" The crowd screamed and fell down.
Ye Ling only felt an irresistible huge force hitting him from the side. Before he could react, he rushed towards the figure in front of him with huge inertia!
“Hmm!”
The expected pain of hitting the hard armrest didn't come. Instead, his entire face crashed solidly into a broad, warm back. The tip of his nose even brushed against the other person's protruding shoulder blade through the thin fabric.
In the muddy and chaotic bus, a crisp and clean scent of soapberry strongly enveloped him.
Ye Ling's mind went blank for a moment. Two seconds later, she panicked and burst out: [It's over, it's over! I'm going to be considered a real pervert! Aaaaaahh ...
778 Hate Iron for Not Being Able to Make Steel: [What are you yelling for! What are you panicking about! You're a pervert anyway! ! Your character! Your character can't be ruined! !]
Ye Ling woke up as if from a dream: [...Yes.]
The moment Ye Ling bumped into him, Jiang Lian's body suddenly tensed up.
His reaction was extremely fast, but he did not dodge subconsciously. Instead, he used a more complicated operation in a split second - he moved his arm back and accurately circled Ye Ling's waist.
The warm touch, the boy's body stiffened instantly, and the warm breath on the back of his neck with a sense of panic... ran through Jiang Lian's body like an electric current.
Looking at the boy's slightly red earlobe so close to him, Jiang Lian's Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably.
Ye Ling came to her senses and immediately began to struggle as if she had been scalded.
Jiang Lian decisively withdrew his hand and turned sideways, his face still expressionless and stern, as if he was just reminding a reckless passerby: "Watch the road."
Ye Ling was still in shock and nodded randomly: "Ah... I'm sorry..."
Jiang Lian turned to face the window again, as if the turmoil just now had never happened.
His hands in his pockets clenched quietly, and his fingertips... seemed to still feel the touch of the boy's waist.
Warm, flexible, and with the youthful charm unique to teenagers.
This is the first time.
For the first time, he touched him.
Although it happened unexpectedly in a chaotic situation and was not intentional, he could have easily dodged it by simply turning sideways. But he didn't.
That brief moment was like Pandora's box being opened.
His nostrils seemed to still be filled with the scent of sunshine and grass from the boy's hair, and the turmoil in his heart took a long time to calm down.
It seemed as if an evil factor that had been dormant for eighteen years was awakened by the tempting smell of blood emitted by Ye Ling, and it let out a low and excited roar in its heart.
His gaze lingered for a long time on the golden head that was trying to hide in the crowd, and on the earlobes that had turned even redder.
Hmm... I want to...
I also want to see his panicked look.
I also want to see his wet eyes reflecting my own.
I want to see him show more... cuter expressions.
Because of myself.
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