Chapter 865 - 865 865 Really Somewhat Longing

Chapter 865: Chapter 865: Really Somewhat Longing Chapter 865: Chapter 865: Really Somewhat Longing (Chapter Seven)

Yang Qingyin knew that Luo Ziling’s relatively isolated life over the past twenty years had shaped his simple and pure nature.

With limited contact with outsiders and somewhat disconnected from modern society, having not experienced much manipulation and deception, or witnessed the darker side of human nature, it made this handsome young man seem simple yet pure. To view him from the perspective of an ordinary person could indeed lead to misunderstandings.

Yang Qingyin also thought that a naive young man like Luo Ziling, who had not experienced much in life and had little exposure to a complex society, would find it harder than most to make the right choices when faced with various temptations and life’s setbacks.

In the prime of his youth, being a vigorous young man, it was quite understandable that Luo Ziling would be tempted when alone with beautiful girls.

At an age brimming with curiosity towards girls, getting into intimate relationships when alone with beautiful ones was sometimes not because his feelings had changed, but because, in situations where he couldn’t control his actions with reason, he ended up doing impulsive things.

Having studied physiology and psychology, Yang Qingyin could understand that Luo Ziling might get intimate with women he was alone with under certain circumstances.

She was also aware that any girl who met such a naive yet handsome young man like Luo Ziling would fall for him.

Falling for him meant they would certainly hope to get close to him, to throw themselves into his arms, which could definitely happen—realizing this made Yang Qingyin feel even more uneasy.

Of course, she didn’t want to let go of this simple, handsome, talented, innocent, kind, passionate, and fervent young man to someone else. Such a man, she might never encounter again in her life, and missing out on him would be a lifelong regret.

She believed that Ouyang Feifei, Ouyang Huihui, and some other women who deliberately approached Luo Ziling might share similar thoughts. Ouyang Feifei, having been rejected by Luo Ziling in marriage, still sought close contact with him, probably because she didn’t want to miss out on such an outstanding man.

In that instant, thinking this made Yang Qingyin quite emotional, to the extent that when Luo Ziling brought a dumpling to her mouth, she forgot to open her mouth to eat it.

“Although I know I’m very handsome, don’t stare at me like that with such a lovesick look!” Seeing Yang Qingyin’s dazed expression, Luo Ziling couldn’t help but tease her again, “Of course, you can clutch your heart and scream a couple of times to show your excitement.”

Yang Qingyin immediately blushed, and after opening her mouth to eat the dumpling Luo Ziling offered her, she pinched him and said, “I can’t stand people as vain as you.”

“Alright, stop staring with that lovesick look, it’s making me embarrassed, almost like a female predator,” Luo Ziling then stuffed another dumpling into Yang Qingyin’s mouth and continued joking, “Taking care of you like this, you should treat me to a feast tonight, how about that?”

“What do you want to eat?” Yang Qingyin didn’t refuse, “Should I treat you to another seafood feast?”

“No problem,” Luo Ziling certainly wouldn’t refuse, “Whatever you treat me to, I won’t complain.”

“Alright,” Yang Qingyin didn’t decline, “Once you’ve finished massaging me, I’ll take you out for that feast.”

“Suddenly, I feel so happy,” Luo Ziling said as he stuffed another dumpling into his own mouth and then fed one to Yang Qingyin, “If elder sister treats me to dinner every day, I would be even happier.”

“As if I’d treat you every day, that would seem like I’m keeping you,” Yang Qingyin rolled her eyes at Luo Ziling, “You should be the one treating me every day.”

“So, that means I should keep you?”

Yang Qingyin didn’t answer, but instead pinched him.

After a bit of playful banter, the romantic and sweet feelings naturally blossomed.

The relationship between the two of them seemed to have completely returned to the state it was in before the incident: both Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin felt very good about it. As Yang Qingyin enjoyed Luo Ziling feeding her, the warmth in her heart was so thick it couldn’t dissolve.

After feeling mentally and physically exhausted for a few days, Luo Ziling once again experienced the indescribable romantic and sweet feeling with Yang Qingyin. His previously gloomy heart seemed to have been moisturized by something and revitalized.

So much so that after feeding Yang Qingyin the soup dumplings, they naturally kissed, and they didn’t part for a long while.

“I hate you,” Yang Qingyin pushed Luo Ziling away and wiped her mouth, then she vigorously rubbed his face with her hand, “It’s all greasy. If it gets on my clothes, you’ll have to buy me a new set of pajamas and a blanket.”

“I can wash them for you,” Luo Ziling tugged at Yang Qingyin’s pajamas. “How about you take it off now, and I’ll help you wash it?”

As he tugged, the top button of Yang Qingyin’s pajama top came undone.

A large part of Yang Qingyin’s chest was exposed, and she couldn’t help but scream in surprise, hurriedly covering up, her pretty face turning bright red.

“Um, I didn’t do that on purpose,” Luo Ziling quickly let go and awkwardly explained, but immediately added, “Senior, hehe, don’t you think it’s gotten a bit fuller?”

Yang Qingyin, who had wanted to argue with Luo Ziling, stiffened at his words, her hand losing its strength to pinch.

“You’re so annoying,” she kicked Luo Ziling lightly, “I know you think I’m too thin, but you don’t need to tease me about it. Humph, I might not have the best figure like other women, but if you dislike it, go find someone else.”

“Haha, Senior, you’ll develop better and better,” seeing Yang Qingyin embarrassed, Luo Ziling continued to tease her, “I will always help you to unblock your meridians and improve your circulation. Just don’t think of it as a burden later.”

Yang Qingyin knew Luo Ziling was joking, but the pride of a young girl made her feel deeply embarrassed. She pounced on Luo Ziling and started hitting him with her little fists until he pleaded for mercy.

After the ruckus, Luo Ziling began to massage Yang Qingyin.

While being massaged, Yang Qingyin lay face down, too lazy to speak.

About ten minutes into the massage, she finally uttered faintly, “Junior, I actually really envy your grandparents. They escaped from the Capital and hid in a place where no one could disturb them, living their carefree days. If it weren’t for your grandmother passing away early, they would have been a truly divine couple.”

“Do you yearn for that kind of life?” Luo Ziling asked.

“Don’t you like it?” Yang Qingyin turned her head and looked at Luo Ziling seriously. “Finding a secluded paradise to live our days without disturbance sounds wonderful, doesn’t it?”

Luo Ziling was silent for a moment, then softly said, “Next summer vacation, I will definitely take you to experience that kind of life. If you like it, we can keep living that way, how about that?”

“I really am quite tempted!”