Chapter 1237: Chapter 829: Li Lanying Is Back

Wonderful.

Jiang Nian, for a moment, also couldn’t help himself. Their lips entwined, the sweet fragrance intoxicating.

In that brief pause for breath, he glanced at her.

"Close your eyes." Li Qingrong reached over, covering his eyes, focused entirely on the moment.

Time slowly ticked away, Jiang Nian’s hand drooping downwards.

Huh, didn’t push away?

His courage grew slightly, advancing step by step. Guided by instinct, he slowly claimed territory.

Li Qingrong’s body was incredibly soft, relying solely on his arm around her waist to avoid collapsing.

"Enough... that’s enough."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian felt a bit uncomfortable but respected her wishes, knowing it wasn’t right to push further.

"Alright."

He was about to let go when he was suddenly grabbed tightly again.

"What’s wrong?" Li Qingrong looked at him, surprised, "You let go... where are you going?"

Confused.

"Enough" just means to stop, Qingqing isn’t just finding an excuse to mess with him, right?

With that thought, Jiang Nian became a bit tense, "Didn’t you say ’that’s enough’, so I..."

"I meant no more kissing, I can’t breathe." Li Qingrong’s voice was cool, her tone unchanged.

"Proceed to the next step."

"Huh?"

Jiang Nian realized that separation could lead to longing of such intensity, like sparks falling into a pile of hay.

Qingqing was already beginning to resent these unnecessary steps.

Wanting more response.

Their skin grew hot, inch by inch connected. With a click, the room’s light was switched off, leaving darkness behind.

Jiang Nian buried his face in her neck, breathing slowly.

Li Qingrong held him, her fingers running through his hair. Inside, she felt waves of emptiness rising.

It always seemed like there was something in between, wanting to fulfill anticipation.

The moment her fingertips brushed his skin, it was like an electric shock. Her entire body trembled, unable to stop.

She simply bit down on Jiang Nian’s shoulder.

"Come."

.....

The following day, in the morning.

Jiang Nian carried the card, getting up early to stroll downstairs.

Once he stepped out of the building, he was stunned; it had rained late last night. A thin layer of water covered the ground, making a splashing sound as he stepped in.

Hmm?

He seemed to have thought of something and stepped a few more times. Then he circled around the puddle, heading forward along the internal path.

Passing by tall ancient trees, he exited the community from the side.

At this point in Beijing, dawn had come, the streets outside bustling. The air was both muggy and humid, making a round-trip a quick venture.

After some time, he returned with breakfast.

This area really has a reputation; everything looks quite convenient, yet the food is gathered from various parts of the country.

Eating, drinking, and entertainment are rather monotonous.

Pedestrians’ attire was simple; this "simplicity" was not only in color but also in style.

In contrast, they dressed more conservatively.

The long legs Jiang Nian saw in Yuhang could measure up to the number seen half a day on these streets.

The pace of life was slower; locals appeared lethargic.

There were plenty of resources, but many users as well. Better things still required expense.

Of course, he was merely observing in passing.

Returning to the community.

Jiang Nian went upstairs, swiping the card, and the elevator led him straight to the entrance hall. He pushed open the door to the living room but didn’t see anyone.

"Not up yet?"

He walked to Li Qingrong’s door and knocked.

Knock knock knock.

"Come in," Li Qingrong replied.

Hearing this, Jiang Nian paused. His expression a bit unusual, knowing this phrase would never feel the same again.

"I brought breakfast."

"Hmm."

Li Qingrong rested on the bed, it was clear. Her hair was freshly tended to, appearing somewhat rushed.

As soon as he entered, focusing on maintaining her image?

Qingqing truly... has a heavy burden of a maiden.

"Why are you looking at me?"

"Nothing." Jiang Nian waved his hand, "I just went downstairs for a stroll, and bought breakfast that you’d like."

"Okay."

Li Qingrong inexplicably blushed and simply turned her head, "You go out, I’ll be up for breakfast soon."

"Alright." Jiang Nian closed the door.

Not only was the class monitor shy, he was also a bit belatedly aware. Overall, this change in relationship happened quickly.

Not quite used to it.

Yesterday, exhausting all the oxygen, pressing into each tiny distance between each other.

After dawn, they were instead reserved. The remaining impact was strong enough that the images lingered in his mind.

After a while, Li Qingrong came out to freshen up. As she turned towards the bathroom, she glanced at him with the corner of her eye.

Then, withdrew her gaze.

Jiang Nian raised his head, bewildered.

"???"

Ten minutes later, the two sat at the dining table for breakfast. Neither spoke first, creating a slightly awkward atmosphere.

"Qingqing..."

"Hmm, why are you up so early?"

"Couldn’t sleep."

"You really weren’t tired," Li Qingrong remarked wistfully, having felt unwilling even to move, let alone get up.

"Uh..." Jiang Nian was at a loss for words.

He couldn’t explain why he wasn’t tired at all, not even slightly strained.

"Why aren’t you talking?" Li Qingrong looked up at Jiang Nian, "No appetite for breakfast?"

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Jiang Nian thought the class monitor’s calm face had traces of a smile.

That smugness, successfully concealed after pulling a prank.

"Huh?" He hesitated for a moment, "No, I was just distracted, thinking about a few things."

"Her?"

"No, no... uh, things over in Yuhang." Cold sweat nearly broke out on Jiang Nian.

So this is the punishment for impulsiveness.

Before coming, he hadn’t thought much about it; his only aim was survival, and now he was indeed surviving. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

But...

The problem remained unsolved, still staring him in the face.

"Being in the same school, you’ll surely meet sooner or later." Li Qingrong looked up, "Want to meet her?"

"That works." Jiang Nian instinctively replied.

Upon hearing, Li Qingrong seemed slightly astonished. She glanced at Jiang Nian, his countenance as calm as ever.