Chapter 842 - 842 842 Regaining the Feeling

Chapter 842: Chapter 842: Regaining the Feeling Chapter 842: Chapter 842: Regaining the Feeling Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin got up and had finished washing up when there was a knock on the door just as they were about to leave.

When they opened the door, from last night and not knowing where he slept, Yang Xiaodong, Wang Zhenjun, and Ye Xiaoli appeared.

Luo Ziling’s suitcase was also brought over by them.

Seeing the astonished expressions on Luo Ziling’s and Yang Qingyin’s faces, Yang Xiaodong laughed and said, “We thought you might be up by now, so we came over to check on you.”

Wang Zhenjun hurriedly added, “Snow Sculpture is preparing to return to Capital, and I, having nothing else to do, decided to stay and ensure your safety.”

Yang Xiaodong looked at Wang Zhenjun with disdain, but Wang Zhenjun did not mind at all.

Ye Xiaoli seemed a bit embarrassed; however, being naturally reserved, she didn’t show much response.

“Then you should also stay nearby,” Luo Ziling didn’t raise any objections and then asked them, “Did you have breakfast yet?”

“Had it already,” Wang Zhenjun hurried to answer, “Just go ahead with whatever you want to do, we can be called upon anytime if needed.”

Luo Ziling glanced at Yang Qingyin, who showed no reaction and maintained a cold demeanor.

He knew, Yang Qingyin was still unable to let go of her pride.

The previous day had been tumultuous, and they ended up staying in the same room at night, and today they were leaving together again.

Although they had not done anything that night, they couldn’t tell others, and even if they parted, others wouldn’t believe it. Her thin-skinned nature likely chose a cold face as the best disguise.

Luo Ziling pulled the suitcase into the room, took the DSLR camera he had asked for from Cao Jianhui, and called for Yang Qingyin to join him for dinner.

Yang Xiaodong, Wang Zhenjun, and Ye Xiaoli did not come along.

“Your two subordinates are really quite capable,” Yang Qingyin praised Wang Zhenjun and Yang Xiaodong in the elevator but immediately mocked, “In the future, they can help you do many unsavory things.”

Luo Ziling laughed self-deprecatingly, “Just self-protection, if no one wanted to kill me, my father wouldn’t have sent people to protect me.”

Yang Qingyin didn’t say anything more.

After breakfast at a nearby breakfast shop, they went to the famous Baotu Spring.

However, the Baotu Spring didn’t have much to offer this season: the water was scarce, and the cold weather meant few visitors, proving that this season was not ideal for visiting. However, both of them didn’t pay much attention to this; they were not here for the scenery but for the mood.

After having breakfast and taking public transportation to the site, Luo Ziling held Yang Qingyin’s hand all the way, and did not let go even after getting off the bus. Yang Qingyin, giving Luo Ziling face, kept holding his hand or linking arms with him.

Although she didn’t usually like to take photos, she did take quite a few when Luo Ziling lifted his camera or phone.

Most photos featured smiles, and they looked quite natural.

Just yesterday, she saw herself in the mirror, the cold expression was a bit chilling to remember.

The contrasting emotions of ice and fire made her reflect several times while holding hands and walking with Luo Ziling.

However, the events of the night before and yesterday somewhat shadowed Yang Qingyin’s heart, so she tried to minimize taking photos with Luo Ziling, fearing that one day, they might have to destroy those photos.

Luo Ziling, on the other hand, didn’t mind this, nor did he notice the change in Yang Qingyin’s mood, occasionally pulling her in for a joint photo.

When Luo Ziling asked, Yang Qingyin didn’t refuse, but she didn’t actively request to take photos with Luo Ziling.

Nevertheless, the overall experience of the outing still felt quite pleasant.

It was very cold, but during their time there, they seemed not to feel the chill, their hearts remained warm.

Yang Qingyin, who was somewhat frail, mentioned that she was tired and felt like she could hardly walk anymore as lunchtime approached.

Without a second word, Luo Ziling carried her on his back and started walking.

Yang Qingyin actually just wanted to receive Luo Ziling’s tender love and didn’t struggle, obediently lying on his back, letting him carry her as he walked.

“The first time we visited the Summer Palace, I carried you for a bit. It seems that frequently hanging out with you, Senior, has kept me in good shape,” Luo Ziling couldn’t help but joke, “Senior, if you feel bad about it, you could treat me to a late-night snack as thanks. Of course, you helping me scrub my back while I shower tonight is also an option.”

“I’m not scrubbing your back,” Yang Qingyin blushed and replied, “annoying junior, always making fun of me.”

“If not a back scrub, how about a massage?” Luo Ziling then asked for less, “I’ve massaged you for so long, you massaging me just once should be okay, right?”

“I don’t know how to massage, I can’t find the pressure points,” she answered.

“I could teach you! Learn on the spot, and I guarantee your massage skills will improve instantly.”

“Not learning, even if I learn I won’t massage you,” Yang Qingyin proudly pouted, even pinching Luo Ziling.

“Then who will you massage?”

“Other men!”

“….”

“Like my dad and my brother.”

“You’re missing a future son, aren’t you?”

“You’re making fun of me again,” Yang Qingyin pinched Luo Ziling once more, “I definitely won’t massage you unless you make me very happy and no longer throw tantrums at me. Hmph, daring to throw a tantrum at me.”

“Your Highness, how would I dare to throw a tantrum at you?” Luo Ziling felt wronged.

“Still denying it,” Yang Qingyin pinched Luo Ziling’s neck, “Who stormed out slamming doors last night?”

“You didn’t want me by your side, so I wisely kept my distance to avoid angering you further.”

“I’m angry now, so you should go away too!” Yang Qingyin was a bit puffed up again.

“If I need to leave, I’ll leave, who’s afraid?” Luo Ziling spoke and, carrying Yang Qingyin, started walking briskly. “I’m hungry, I want to go eat lunch. If you don’t want to come with me, feel free to fly down yourself.”

So, Yang Qingyin struggled with all her might, but Luo Ziling held her tightly, and she couldn’t get down from his back at all.

Just as Yang Qingyin stopped struggling and was preparing to start hitting him, Luo Ziling turned his head and, happily smiling, said, “Since you don’t want to come down, that means you’re not angry anymore. You’ll join this handsome guy for a meal. Beauty enhances the appetite; having a super handsome guy like me to dine with you, you must be starved.”

Yang Qingyin was amused by Luo Ziling’s shamelessness.

Her mood improved as well.

Finding their close, intimate bond again, she naturally felt happy.

However, after walking out of the park, she still struggled down from Luo Ziling’s back.

Walking on the main street, letting Luo Ziling carry her was a bit embarrassing. Although wearing a hat, scarf, and glasses for cover, as a lady being carried by a man, she would definitely attract onlookers, and she didn’t want the attention.

During lunch, Luo Ziling suddenly asked Yang Qingyin, “When are we going back to Yanjing?”

“Don’t you want to stay a few more days with me?” Yang Qingyin felt a sudden wave of disappointment.