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Chapter 26: Be a Bit More Bold Next Time

The orange light radiated brightly and gently filled every corner of the living room, also casting its glow on the girl.

Lu Qingchuan was momentarily lost in thought.

Chen Yanyu's shirt was slightly lifted at the hem, revealing a splendid expanse of white that concealed a serene space. The delicate lace trim was sewn in, resembling a dainty and exquisite curtain.

Lu Qingchuan's right hand was right beside her, holding her waist. With just a slight movement of his index finger, he could gently lift the curtain inch by inch from her legs.

The girl's skin was fairer than snow, her body soft and supple like jade. Her disheveled silver hair cascaded down, her shy blush like the glow of dawn.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly as she closed her eyes, her lips slightly reddened without being touched, her eyebrows verdant without being drawn.

Her slender waist twisted gently in Lu Qingchuan's embrace, akin to a gentle breeze brushing past a lakeside, forming an alluring curvature with her shyly curled legs.

Chen Yanyu was stunningly beautiful, even to the extent that Lu Qingchuan's famed composure was momentarily shattered.

She was a fairy, a dragon, a resplendent white lightning dancing amid dark clouds and storms. In other words, to mortals, Chen Yanyu was a divine existence.

Yet at this moment, the divine was being profaned.

The boy's fingers, without her consent, moved lightly on their own, tracing a mesmerizing path on the girl's undulating figure.

Chen Yanyu bit her lower lip tightly, neither wanting nor daring to make a sound, fearing that she might disrupt this indescribable serenity.

The loose collar of her shirt exposed Chen Yanyu's soft and delicate collarbone. Lu Qingchuan's vision was drawn to a glimpse of the tender whiteness beneath it.

He found his destination.

"Mmm..." The girl's body trembled intensely, a suppressed whimper escaping her lips. Her face turned crimson with embarrassment.

So gentle... Chen Yanyu blinked dazedly, her misty, pure gold pupils fluttering. It seemed like chaotic circles were being drawn within her pupils.

She wanted to look at Lu Qingchuan's face, yet she didn't dare to. A glistening tear hung at the corner of her eye, like the dewdrop that fell from a lotus leaf at dawn – delicate and transparent.

Click.

Lu Qingchuan's left hand held her waist, while his right hand gently unbuttoned a button on the girl's blouse.

With a gentle pull, he parted the collar, revealing the expanse of snow behind the clouds.

Inside...

It was empty.

Lu Qingchuan's hand was suddenly seized by the trembling girl.

Although Chen Yanyu had not yet experienced certain things, nor had she seen any explicit content or educational materials, she could sense that Lu Qingchuan was about to do something she wasn't familiar with.

Breast attack... she then understood.

"Hold me," Chen Yanyu's rosy lips produced a tiny sound, as if a golden oriole was pitifully and gracefully begging for food. "Let's go to the bed, and I'll do it for you."

Chen Yanyu began to recall the "overnight" scenes and those scenarios from TV dramas.

Being embraced by one lover...

On the bed...

Rolling here and there...

And then?

I’ll leave it to Lu Qingchuan... she thought.

She’s going to let the young man lead her.

Although her physiological instincts had given Chen Yanyu a vague sense of what was happening, her legs were getting warmer, especially at their roots.

After a moment of consideration, Lu Qingqingchuan carefully picked her up, his hand passing through the alluring curve of her legs, and carried Chen Yanyu onto the spacious bed in the bedroom.

The girl's slender and graceful legs were tightly pressed together, as if she didn't want the young man to catch a glimpse of the vague mist and rain in that expanse of white.

Lu Qingchuan lifted the thin blanket and lightly covered Chen Yanyu with it.

His breathing was light, very light.

Because if Lu Qingchuan didn't attend to it, his heavy breaths would become as fearsome and coarse as those of a beast.

So light, like the gentle breeze on a summer lake.

"Sleep," Lu Qingchuan said, "I won't stay with you."

He suddenly felt guilty.

He felt as if he had almost become a malevolent spirit, about to slay a divine being.

Perhaps it was because the divine being was so kind and good that even the malevolent spirit didn't want to harm it.

Lu Qingchuan thought... If it weren't for Chen Yanyu, if it weren't for her, and even if it weren't for her first day in this world, he would have undoubtedly disregarded everything.

Maybe it was also because this malevolent spirit had already been vanquished by a sword-wielding fairy.

"..." Chen Yanyu snapped back to reality and swiftly pulled the soft blanket over her flushed cheeks, emitting a murmured sound. "I didn't mean anything else. I'm just tired and don't want to move, so I had you carry me to bed."

"Mmm."

Lu Qingchuan chuckled softly, "I know, but you said you'd give me... give me what?"

The girl's body seemed to spasm under the soft blanket for a moment.

She mumbled again, "I'll tell you if you come closer."

Lu Qingchuan thought for a moment and leaned closer.

Chen Yanyu suddenly extended a small white fist from under the blanket.

"I'll give you a punch!"

The fist landed lightly on Lu Qingchuan's forehead.

Not much force behind it.

Lu Qingchuan grabbed Chen Yanyu's trembling wrist and gently tucked her hand back under the blanket.

Lu Qingchuan squatted by the bedside and whispered to Chen Yanyu, who was still hiding under the covers, "You need to be tougher with someone like me next time. Don't be easily swayed."

"I won't give you the chance next time, hmph. You can leave now, I want to sleep!"

Lu Qingchuan smiled and turned around, leaving the bedroom and closing the door behind him. He also turned off the lights.

In the quiet darkness, Chen Yanyu poked her head out from under the covers, her eyes moist as she looked towards the door.

When the sound of the boy's footsteps had faded into the distance, there was no more noise, and the TV had been turned off.

With flushed cheeks, Chen Yanyu curled up in the soft blanket, closed her eyes in annoyance, and took the opportunity to rebutton her shirt.

But she couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard she tried.

After a while, Chen Yanyu quietly sat up, pushed open the door, and saw that the bedroom light had dimmed as well.

Lu Qingchuan was sitting on the couch, leaning his head against it, dozing off.

"Are you cold?" Chen Yanyu asked.

Lu Qingchuan didn't say a word, his sleeping expression showing a hint of fatigue.

Thinking about the heart-thumping moments earlier, Chen Yanyu used her delicate arms to lift the thin blanket and attempted to cover both of them with it.

Gently sitting by Lu Qingchuan's side, she wrapped the thin blanket around both of them.

Turning her body, Chen Yanyu lightly rested her head on his shoulder, a faint smile curving her lips.

This gesture always provided Chen Yanyu with a strong sense of security and satisfaction.

It felt like happiness.

A sweet feeling in her heart.

Everything quieted down, the night was cool, and while leaning on each other, the two felt warmth individually.

... ... ...

Until daybreak.

The curtains were drawn open, sunlight poured in, and the blanket was haphazardly strewn over the couch.

The room was a bit noisy.

"Waaah, Lu Qingchuan! It hurts, you're hurting me!"

"Be good..." Lu Qingchuan looked helpless, speaking in a warm tone, "Don't move around, sit still. I can't apply much force if you keep twisting your waist like that."

"Okay, okay." Chen Yanyu suddenly groaned, turning away from Lu Qingchuan with a touch of sobbing in her voice. "Lu Qingchuan, it still hurts, what should I do? Waaah..."

Her body twitches uncontrollably, yet it was still stiff.

"You're too sensitive. It's just a momentary pain, grit your teeth, and it'll pass quickly."

Lu Qingchuan reached out and pressed her trembling shoulder. He moved towards the delicate, white nape of her neck.

"No, no, no, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Let's try a different way!"

Chen Yanyu felt a piercing pain like needles, her body tensed up, and her hands immediately gripped Lu Qingchuan's hands that were behind her. She was resisting.

Lu Qingchuan sighed deeply.

He had school to attend to later. Su Yingxue was waiting for him; she had already messaged him early on, asking him not to be late.

"Chen Yanyu, Chen Yanyu," Lu Qingchuan muttered, "You decided to not sleep in bed properly in the middle of the night and climbed onto the couch. And not only that, your posture was terrible. On that note..."

Lu Qingchuan covered his forehead in frustration, feeling a bit annoyed.

"How come a dragon of all things is able to have a sore neck upon waking up!?'

This was seriously beyond belief! Who could have predicted this!

Chen Yanyu sat up straight, but her head drooped to the side with a soft, yielding posture. The sunlight cast her silver-white hair like scattered starlight, and her dense strands scattered delicate rays of light as they trembled.

"I... I don't know," the girl's face was porcelain-white, her voice clear and crisp, a bit aggrieved. She resembled a wind chime in the summer breeze.