The Greatest Village Doctor In The World-Chapter 269: Toast to Joy

Just when Ling Feng felt troubled, he received a message on his phone.

"Did Lanlan go to find you?"

Seeing this message, Ling Feng let out a wry smile and replied to her, "Yes."

Miao Ruoruo didn’t reply, and after waiting for five minutes, Ling Feng couldn’t help but ask, "Why aren’t you saying anything?"

"Afraid of disturbing you two..."

Ling Feng was startled at first when he saw the message, but then he quickly understood and hurriedly said, "Don’t misunderstand, she fell asleep, crying herself to sleep!"

"Oh."

Miao Ruoruo replied with just one word.

Looking at it, Ling Feng felt his head was about to explode; why did it seem like he was making things worse?

After hesitating for a bit, he then asked, "Do you want to come over and take her back?"

"No need."

Miao Ruoruo replied with just two words.

Ling Feng looked at his phone, pondering what to say next, and finally just threw it onto the couch.

Ten minutes later, his phone pinged with a notification, Miao Ruoruo had sent another message.

Picking it up, Ling Feng was immediately dumbfounded!

"Lanlan likes you too, don’t hurt her."

"..."

Ling Feng was left speechless. What did this mean?

Don’t let me hurt her, but what should I do then?

For a moment, he held his phone somewhat bewildered, completely frozen.

Time passed without knowing how long, Miao Lanlan was still soundly asleep, and Ling Feng gently got up, carefully laid her down on the couch, and then covered her with a blanket.

Glancing at the time, he realized it was already 10 o’clock at night; looking at Miao Lanlan’s sleeping face, with tear stains still on her little cheeks, he suddenly felt a pang of heartache.

Just then, the door was knocked on again. After a start, he immediately went to the door.

Upon opening it, Mo Jiaolan in a long dress stood there, her smile enchanting, "Surprise?"

Seeing she was holding a bottle of red wine, Ling Feng was truly surprised, "Definitely a surprise. How did you know I was here?"

"Guess!"

Mo Jiaolan said with a playful smile and stepped into the room.

Once in the living room, she immediately saw Miao Lanlan lying on the couch and froze.

Ling Feng looked embarrassed and explained to her, "Don’t get the wrong idea, she came here on her own."

"Why?" Mo Jiaolan asked, turning back.

Scratching his head, Ling Feng took her hand, "Don’t wake her; let’s talk in the bedroom!"

The two shared deep affection, so there was no need for secrecy. Once in the room and sitting on the bed, he quickly explained what had happened.

After hearing the story, Mo Jiaolan didn’t get angry or jealous; she just sighed softly, "So that’s what happened."

"Yeah, I was puzzled before you came, not knowing what to do!" said Ling Feng.

Mo Jiaolan glanced at him, blinked her eyes, and said, "Figure it out yourself; no one can help you with this!"

"Don’t be like that! At least give me a suggestion!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Feng promptly pulled her hand, pleading.

"I don’t want to deal with it!" Mo Jiaolan pouted.

She seemed to be angry, but Ling Feng knew it was just an act, so he managed a smile and asked, "Fine, but how did you know where I live and even brought wine over?"

"Silly, of course Yuhe told me. She left you behind just to create an opportunity for the two of us to be alone!" Mo Jiaolan rolled her eyes at him.

Ling Feng suddenly realized!

No wonder Chen Yuhe didn’t come upstairs and found an excuse to go home, it was for this reason!

However, man proposes and God disposes. Understanding this, Ling Feng held Mo Jiaolan’s hand, guilt written all over his face: "It looks like we won’t have the chance today!"

Mo Jiaolan heaved a sigh, then immediately comforted him: "Don’t blame Miao Lanlan, her personality is similar to Yuhe’s and Qian Qian’s—outspoken and bold in love. Today was just coincidental."

"You really understand me!" Ling Feng said.

"Alright, in that case, I should go back. I’ll find you some other day!" Mo Jiaolan said with a smile, getting up.

Ling Feng certainly didn’t want to let her leave, and with a gentle tug, he pulled her back.

Then he took advantage of the momentum to envelop her in his embrace.

With Mo Jiaolan sitting on Ling Feng’s lap, she playfully chastised, "What are you doing?"

Holding her waist and inhaling the fragrance of her hair, Ling Feng laughed, "I won’t let you go. Stay here with me tonight!"

"Stop it, Lanlan is outside. If she wakes up and sees the two of us, won’t she be even more upset?" Mo Jiaolan said, her face slightly reddened.

"We’re not doing anything else, just chatting. What’s there for her to be upset about?" Ling Feng said.

Understanding his point, Mo Jiaolan glanced at him: "You’re just afraid that if I leave, you won’t be able to help yourself from doing something to her, right?"

Ling Feng looked embarrassed and quickly explained, "Of course not, it’s just too boring being alone. I just want your company!"

Mo Jiaolan chuckled softly, her eyes shimmering: "Actually, if you woke Lanlan up and wanted to do something to her, she wouldn’t object!"

"Ay, cut it out. When did you start acting as mischievous as Yuhe!" Ling Feng said helplessly, reaching out to tickle her under the arms.

Feeling ticklish, Mo Jiaolan laughed softly while trying to dodge his hands and pleaded, "Alright alright, isn’t it enough that I’m wrong!"

Ling Feng glanced at the bottle of red wine on the coffee table and released her, suggesting, "Since we can’t do anything else, how about we drink and enjoy the night?"

"Fine," Mo Jiaolan nodded her head.

After that, she got up and tiptoed out to fetch two glasses.

Watching her open the wine, Ling Feng suddenly felt that this was quite nice; though they didn’t have the reality of a marriage, their emotional connection and understanding had already surpassed that of a couple. His heart was filled with happiness.

Mo Jiaolan poured two glasses of wine, gently swirled them to check the legs, then handed one to Ling Feng with a beaming smile, "This wine’s not bad. Try it."

After taking the glass, Ling Feng patted his thigh, "Come over here, let’s drink cross-cupped!"

"It’s not our wedding night, what cross-cupped drink are you talking about!" Mo Jiaolan gave him a look.

"I just love the feeling of holding you. Come on!" Ling Feng begged.

Being amused by his antics, Mo Jiaolan laughed and without any pretense, sat back on his lap.

Then, their eyes met with gazes full of tender affection, saying more than words ever could.

In the quiet of the night, they drank from each other’s cups, a rare enjoyment of their intimate two-person world.

Until the sky began to brighten, Mo Jiaolan, with a flushed face, said, "I should go back."

Ling Feng, naturally reluctant, held onto her waist, "Why go back so early?"

"If Lanlan wakes up and finds me here, it wouldn’t be appropriate."

"You’re really considerate!"

Ling Feng hadn’t thought of that at all.

"Alright, I want to go back and get some sleep too. I still have to go to the hotel at noon!"

Mo Jiaolan too was reluctant to leave, but it couldn’t be helped. She leaned forward and kissed Ling Feng on the face, then got up to leave.

However, Ling Feng felt it wasn’t satisfying enough, pulled her back, and leaned in for a deep kiss on her red lips!