Chapter 256: Delivering Clothes

Though that’s true, as long as we don’t talk about food, chatting with Lina is quite pleasant.

Not long after, a frantic cry came from the bathroom.

“Qingfeng—hand me my clothes! And the towel, hurry up, I’m freezing!”

How did this kid even grow up this big? Isn’t it common sense to grab clean clothes before bathing?

The little glutton has turned into a scatterbrain again.

“Hold on, I’m coming!”

Ye Qingfeng, fearing Ling would grow impatient, rummaged frantically through the closet, pulling out one garment after another.

First up was her usual casual outfit, its relaxed style highlighting her lively, youthful image.

After all, only her personality had any spark—her physical stamina was hardly commendable; she’d gasp for breath after just a short run.

A set of black lace underwear, simple yet alluring, felt just right in his hands.

Ling’s fit wouldn’t be bad, but since she only cared about comfort, Qingfeng had to consider far more: the first impression had to be stunning, and what came after—taking it off—didn’t need to be practical.

Texture was not the primary criterion.

Oh! Right, socks too!

Ye Qingfeng tossed the clothes onto the bed and dove back into the closet, soon pulling out two pairs of socks—plain white ones, with lace trim around the tops.

Sometimes he just couldn’t understand: she had normal socks, so what was the point of wearing mismatched pantyhose every day?

If you had to make an excuse, breaking the balance in her outfit better highlighted her personality.

Ling (?Д?*)?: Is that so?

“Knock-knock—”

Ye Qingfeng hugged all the clothes to his chest, towel in hand, and hurried to the bathroom door, struggling to knock.

“Open up! Express delivery!”

With a click, the bathroom door slowly swung open, a thick white mist rushing out; Ling clung to the doorframe, her wet hair dripping as she poked her head out.

Blue strands fell across her face, revealing bright, sharp eyes; her cheeks flushed faintly, like a vengeful water ghost—yet instead of frightening him, she herself grew shy.

Her porcelain-white shoulders were exposed, water droplets sliding down, proving her delicate skin; snow-white, bouncy dumplings shimmered faintly in the steam.

Wu hu—fully covered or completely naked both fell short; half-covered, half-exposed was perfect, from both psychological and aesthetic perspectives.

It sparked human imagination, an almost instinctive curiosity, awakening the urge to explore.

Shivering~

Ye Qingfeng feigned calm, glanced once, and handed over the clothes; once Ling took them all, he stepped back deliberately.

As expected, she slammed the door shut, without a hint of hesitation.

People’s shyness in certain situations generally falls into two types: one is this—though they’ve been completely exposed before, they still feel embarrassed; the other is what happened last night.

With lust flooding the mind, who cares about shyness? Just do it!

Muffled rustling came from inside the bathroom; images automatically formed in his mind. The visual of her dressing was no less captivating than undressing—perhaps before, when he’d seen her dress, he’d been in the Sage Mode, so it hadn’t registered.

“La la! Ling sister is here~ Didn’t keep you waiting too long, did I?”

As the soft voice faded, the bathroom door burst open from within; Ling appeared with dazzling energy, one hand on her hip, the other giving a victory sign.

Whether because she’d just bathed or because she knew someone stood outside, the blush on her cheeks was unmistakable.

Boys always check themselves in the mirror after bathing; with damp hair, they always feel a little more handsome.

Girls are the same—Ling looked like a lotus emerging from water, breathtakingly beautiful.

Her naturally pale skin glowed with a soft pink, her naturally rosy lips alluring, every gesture radiating liveliness and cuteness—who wouldn’t adore such a girl?

Ye Qingfeng was stunned.

“Hmph~ Am I stunning you with my world-shattering beauty?”

Ling smirked, sniffed twice, and proudly tossed her hair.

“Yeah~ Let me take a bite!”

Ye Qingfeng grinned wickedly and lunged, easily overpowering powerless Ling as he attacked her slightly parted lips; she was caught off guard, stumbling backward until she hit the wall, letting out a soft whimper.

“Mmm—mmph...”

————Time Deleted————

On Sixth Street, pedestrians flowed constantly; compared to other streets, the foot traffic here was noticeably heavier.

Those who knew the situation said it was perfectly normal: Sixth Street was full of hidden talents, and nearly every illegal business imaginable operated here—none had ever been caught.

Could this street have protection?

Neighbors got along well; as Ye Qingfeng and Ling passed by shops, the owners all waved hello.

“Aren’t that Qingfeng and Ling? When did you two get together?”

“They’re so affectionate~”

“Qingfeng~ So you like this type, huh?”

Ye Qingfeng smiled and replied to each one, holding the pouting Ling’s hand as she lagged half a step behind, her resentment visibly radiating.

He never realized it before, but this guy is a male succubus!

The owner of the music store, the video game shop, and the toy store staff all had a soft spot for him.

As they passed, their disappointment was clear in their eyes.

The two finally stepped out of Sixth Street and both exhaled in relief.

“Spill it—when did you start flirting with them?”

Ling pinched the soft flesh on Ye Qingfeng’s waist, demanding sharply.

“Slander! I just maintained normal neighborly relations—I didn’t do anything else!!”

Ye Qingfeng hurried to prove his innocence.

Stare—￣へ￣

“I swear, it’s true!”

“Then explain how you ‘maintained’ it.”

“Um~ When I had free time, I’d drop by their shops to chat, give them little trinkets, that’s all—I did nothing else!”

Ling released his flesh and pinched her chin, seriously analyzing the flaws in his words.

After a long while, she couldn’t find any fault; based on what Qingfeng had done, it was merely normal neighborly conduct, nothing inappropriate.

That was strange—then where did their fondness for him come from?

Forget it, too much headache...

“What’s for dinner?”

Ling’s mood shifted quickly; she stepped forward and linked arms with Ye Qingfeng.

“Tonight’s dinner is specially made for Ling sister—anything you want?”

“Ah~ Calling you ‘sister’... I’ll say it more often!!”

Ling excitedly pressed against him, bringing a wisp of fragrance.

The scent of body wash and shampoo mingled with a hint of maturity.

So nice—Ling’s soft, sweet aroma was the best!

Her petite body pressed against him, his arm slipping between her soft curves, silently savoring the warmth and pressure.

“For that ‘sister’ alone, I’ll pay for Ding Ni tonight!”

In high spirits, Ling waved her hand grandly.