Chapter 65: Cute Little Kelin Looks Way Too Easy to Tease!

Speaking of which, he noticed that clothing in this world differed drastically from his past life—people back then dressed conservatively and plainly; to the older generation, the attire here would be called bizarre and outlandish.

Here, women were everywhere showing off their legs and backs, and some wore peculiar outfits—for instance, the girl who just bumped into him was dressed in a maid outfit.

If you took this girl back to his past life, younger people might not mind, but anyone older or disapproving would scold her nonstop like a machine gun, utterly unreasonable.

(Personal experience! This is just one example, meant only to illustrate how freely people dress in Qu Jie Ling.)

But here, no such thing ever happened—people merely glanced twice at a girl in a maid outfit and felt no malice toward her.

Of course, Ye Qingfeng might have felt slightly uncomfortable at first, but he had not the slightest objection; after growing accustomed to it over time, he even wished there were more!

This was one reason he enjoyed strolling the streets...

“T-there...” At last, Kelin remembered the person lying on the ground. She tiptoed cautiously toward him, bent down, and instinctively tugged at the hem of her skirt, asking timidly: “Sir, are you alright?”

Ye Qingfeng heard the voice beside his ear; his unfocused pupils slowly sharpened, revealing a girl with chestnut twin tails standing directly above him, blocking most of the light. When he lifted his head slightly, he saw two slightly plump thighs covered in multiple band-aids—and above that, only a pair of white leggings.

Ye Qingfeng felt a pang of disappointment. Kelin, completely unaware that her undergarments were exposed, only noticed the man hadn’t answered. Tears welled in her eyes; her soft voice trembled with a sob: “T-there... Wuwu ... are you okay?!”

Suddenly, a drop of water landed on his lips. He instinctively flicked his tongue over them—it was salty?

The next instant, a pitiful whimper came from above his head. Only then did Ye Qingfeng notice the girl’s eyes were brimming with tears—he instantly understood where the droplet had come from.

So... who was the one really hurt?

“I think I can still be saved...” Ye Qingfeng struggled to sit up, his voice hoarse: “Could you help me up?”

“Ah! O-okay!”

Kelin hastily set her shopping basket beside her feet, darted around to his side, gripped his entire shoulder, and pulled upward with all her strength.

Ye Qingfeng hadn’t expected this girl to be so strong. With her pull, he rose smoothly—but the sudden motion jolted his chest, intensifying the pain. He sucked in a sharp breath: “Ss—!”

“Is it very painful?” Hearing his sound, Kelin’s eyes filled with tears again. “Should we go to the hospital?”

Ye Qingfeng felt pain from his thigh. He looked down and saw a small face streaked with tears, and a skirt hem lined with jagged spikes.

Is clothing really too free here? Who in their right mind puts spikes on a skirt hem? Luckily, they only pierced him—if she’d moved suddenly, he might’ve bled out on the spot...

“It’s fine, not that serious,” Ye Qingfeng said hastily, sweat beading on his forehead. “Miss Kelin, please don’t move—not at all!”

In his panic, Ye Qingfeng instinctively called out her name—even he hadn’t realized he’d done it.

“Huh? O-okay.”

Hearing her name, Kelin froze. Though startled, she obediently stood perfectly still, her tears instantly halted, motionless as a wooden doll.

Ye Qingfeng stepped back two paces before exhaling in relief—now he could finally see the full picture of this little crybaby.

A delicate, adorable little face, skin as white as snow. Perhaps because he was staring, her cheeks flushed faintly pink—like cherry blossoms blooming in spring, sweetly bashful.

Bright, clear violet eyes held a hint of confusion and innocence. Her soft chestnut hair was tied into twin tails. To his surprise, her eyebrows matched her hair color exactly...

Could it be?!

Cough! Kelin, still motionless after his prolonged stare, now looked tense. Her gaze flickered with shyness; she bit her soft pink lips lightly.

She wore a classic maid outfit: a puffy pleated skirt in black-and-white, elegant and dignified—but... besides that, she had numerous metal ornaments—on the hem, chest, and head.

Hmm! So cute! That was Kelin’s greatest trait. And she had many other small charms—for instance, her expression right now made him want to tease her terribly.

Since Ye Qingfeng stepped back, Kelin had remained perfectly still. He’d stared at her for roughly ten seconds—and she still hadn’t moved.

“You can move now.”

There was only one possibility, Ye Qingfeng said softly to Kelin.

Ye Qingfeng gazed at this beautiful scene, and his soul felt cleansed—even his chest didn’t hurt as much anymore.

Kelin’s tense body instantly relaxed, yet her expression remained timid—as if she’d grown even more nervous.

“O-okay... is your chest still hurting?” Kelin avoided his gaze, whispering: “Um... how did you know my name? And why were you staring at Kelin just now...”

In his experience, people usually said things like this with an angry tone:

Hey! How do you know my name?! And why were you staring at me?! Huh?!

That’s what it should feel like—but this was soft, mushy, trembling with fear of saying the wrong thing.

Hmm! Teasing her would bring overwhelming guilt—but also be incredibly fun.

If Nico had been suddenly called by name, she’d instantly go on high alert. But Kelin asked timidly—Ugh! Too cute!

“I didn’t expect Miss Kelin’s head was so hard—but you’re fine now,” Ye Qingfeng grinned mischievously. “How did I know your name? That’s a secret. And as for why I was staring... do you really want to know?”

“Phew—you’re alright!”

Kelin exhaled deeply. Now that she knew Ye Qingfeng was fine, her tension eased slightly—but her expression didn’t change.

“Um... Kelin wants to know...”

Kelin turned her head away. Her slightly flushed cheeks revealed her inner state. She gripped both sides of her skirt, took a deep breath, then whispered in the tiniest voice possible.

(Is this a soft scene?)