Chapter 234: Little Bear?

“Answer me! Lu Ke Yin Mai Ai Si, Tai Ou Mi, Wai! Wai Bei Ni, Wai!!”

What answered Ling’s question was a long silence, after which she too fell silent.

“That... what were you trying to say just now?”

After a while, Ling awkwardly scratched her cheek and asked.

“What I meant was, Ling Bao’s usual lively and playful demeanor fits perfectly with the image of an eighteen-year-old girl,” Ye Qingfeng paused, then continued: “Besides that, there’s another key piece of evidence.”

Ling tilted her head and pressed: “What?”

“Cough! Should I be subtle? Or specific?”

Ye Qingfeng asked in return.

“Hmm—”

Ling pinched her chin thoughtfully.

She didn’t seem to have much else besides being lively and cute...

But she hadn’t expected Qingfeng to know her so well, hmm~

If she could be flattered into a good mood, she’d forgive him for complaining about her age—though she had a bad feeling about this...

“Go on.”

“Bright yellow—with a plump cartoon bear pattern. It’s the kind of thing only kids wear~”

Ye Qingfeng tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and recalled the adorable bear in his mind.

“You’re a fetishist!!!”

Ling grew increasingly suspicious, her pupils dilating sharply, her face instantly flushing red. She leaned down, grabbed Ye Qingfeng’s collar, and yanked him up and down with all her strength.

“Say it! When did you sneak into my closet?! Ah!”

“Huh?! Don’t slander me!” Ye Qingfeng’s head swung wildly as Ling pulled him, yet he still denied it: “I’ve got so many girlfriends—why would I play with a piece of clothing?”

“Besides, I’ve never gone through your closet!!”

“Then how... how do you know?!” Ling gripped Ye Qingfeng’s collar tightly, her face nearly touching his, demanding: “And you know it so clearly—do you really think I’ll believe you?!”

“Ah! Prejudice in the heart is a great mountain,” Ye Qingfeng felt his ears ringing, helplessly tilting his head up and gazing lifelessly at the ceiling. “Why not check what you’re wearing today?”

“A nightgown! What’s wrong with that?!”

“Then what position are you in right now?”

“Sitting on your... on you...” Ling instantly understood, her face paling, then flushing again. She frantically pulled at her skirt, pouting with a hint of resentment: “Then why didn’t you warn me?!”

“I was going to warn you, but you interrupted me...” Ye Qingfeng’s voice was listless, resigned.

Ling knew she was in the wrong. Seeing the situation turn against her, she immediately unleashed her ultimate tactic, raising her voice with exaggerated grievance: “You’re yelling at me!”

“...6”

In the end, Ye Qingfeng unconditionally agreed to Ling’s demands: when they next went to Barai Tower, he’d wear a white suit, and during travel, he’d serve as her... no! Eas’s vehicle.

The kind you can hold with both arms, but not just one.

Of course, only during travel—during battle, he could put her down for a bit.

What could Ye Qingfeng do? He accepted, tears welling up helplessly.

Now it was settled: Ding Ni had spent money, gifts had been given, affection hadn’t increased—and because of a little bear, he’d been stuck with another unfair clause.

Sigh... Day one of missing the Rabbit Den...

Fortunately, this situation didn’t last long. As the other Rabbit Den members set off to board the airship, the next day Ling, at Zhe’s request, planned to visit Barai Tower first to greet them.

Also, Ye Qingfeng had, last night, legitimately reclaimed from Nico the wages for the past two months—congratulations, congratulations...

This morning, Ye Qingfeng stepped out of Zhe’s room. He’d already lifted Ling’s blanket last night, ready to cuddle the soft pillow and sleep, when Zhe barged in uninvited and dragged him away without explanation.

Ye Qingfeng complained: “Ling’s almost thirty. You, as her older brother, don’t even find a girlfriend, yet you block me from getting closer to her?”

“I understand the logic! But at least wait until I’m not around! I’m sleeping right next door—can you imagine? Your beloved sister sharing a bed with a man next door?”

In response to Ye Qingfeng’s complaint, Zhe covered his face, his expression twisting darkly.

“Which brother wouldn’t stop this?!”

What could Ye Qingfeng say? Reluctantly, he slept in Zhe’s room.

Fortunately, Zhe took Eas for repairs the next morning, leaving space for Ye Qingfeng and Ling.

Whether by accident or on purpose.

Ye Qingfeng felt deeply relieved!

He spends his days watching artsy films, never finds a girlfriend, and constantly interferes with his and Ling Bao’s bond.

“Finished eating? Let’s go.”

After Zhe left, Ye Qingfeng immediately went to the next room to wake up the lazy Ling. After washing up and such,

the two set out together, ate ramen, and headed straight for Barai Tower.

Ling, drowsy, didn’t feel like driving. Ye Qingfeng was car-sick and didn’t have a license, so they chose the subway.

“Very sleepy? Lean on my shoulder and sleep a bit. I’ll wake you when we get there.”

Watching Ling’s drowsy state, Ye Qingfeng gently wrapped his arm around her waist, lowering his shoulder deliberately to signal her to rest against it.

“Mmm~ Thanks so much—!...”

Ling couldn’t resist a long yawn, turned her head, and leaned against Ye Qingfeng’s shoulder, letting her full weight sink down, closing her eyes without a care.

Barely had she closed her eyes when she frowned in annoyance: “So hard. Not comfortable at all.”

“Do you think you’re at home? Should I bring you a bed to lie on?” Ye Qingfeng grumbled.

“Mmm~ Qingfeng is the best~”

Ling deliberately raised her voice, soft and languid, like a tiny kitten, directly scratching at Ye Qingfeng’s heart.

“I can’t do anything about you,” Ye Qingfeng sighed with a fond smile, pulling Ling’s shoulder closer into his arms.

Ling naturally pressed against his chest, wiggling into his embrace until she found a comfortable spot, then peacefully closed her eyes.

Ye Qingfeng looked down at Ling in his arms, unable to suppress a smile.

He raised his other hand and gently stroked her head, moving softly downward, his fingers threading through her blue hair.

“Don’t mess with my hair... or I’ll make you pay.”

Ling mumbled sleepily, her nose brushing against Ye Qingfeng’s collarbone.

“Alright, alright, sleep.”

Ye Qingfeng obediently withdrew his hand, then pulled his arm from her shoulder and slid it around her waist, interlacing his fingers to fully cradle her.

“Mmm...”

Ye Qingfeng’s posture gave Ling immense security. His warmth stirred her drowsiness, and without realizing it, her breathing grew steady.

Tomorrow’s chapter gets an extra update—things are looking brighter (doge)