Chapter 2740: Transmigrated to the Noble Academy as a Special Recruitment Student 25

Ling Yao definitely won't admit that deep down he's actually a bit eager.

But while he says no with his mouth, his body is brutally honest.

Jin Chen lowered his head to kiss him, and Ling Yao couldn't resist, obediently opening his mouth.

Jin Chen steadied his neck with one hand and pressed the other against his tongue piercing, which bore a purple bead.

He's quite skilled now, taking out a heart-shaped candy and securing it firmly onto the tongue piercing bar.

Afterwards, Jin Chen again acted mischievously.

He hooked the candy, tugging at it, not letting it stay put.

The candy melted, and Ling Yao instantly tasted its sweetness—strawberry flavor, very refreshing.

But like this, he couldn't swallow properly.

The sweet syrup slid down the corner of his lips, staining them glossy.

Ling Yao couldn't hold back, grabbing Jin Chen's wandering wrist, muttering as he shook his head, a flirtatious crimson spreading at the corners of his eyes.

At this moment, young master Ling Yao doesn't realize how obedient—and pitiable—he looks.

Jin Chen's faint teasing fell into his ears, and Ling Yao felt his whole face burn.

Jin Chen finally withdrew his hand.

He gently kissed Ling Yao's lip corner, then deepened the kiss.

Ling Yao compliantly let Jin Chen cup his face, and between breaths he would unconsciously rub his cheek against Jin Chen's hand.

When the long, lingering kiss finally ended, Ling Yao leaned unsteadily against Jin Chen's shoulder, suddenly recalling the promise he had made to Jin Chen in the hospital.

Adding to tonight's incident with Lin Baiyu, he harbored a little reluctance to upset Jin Chen over this, and inexplicably lowered his head.

Jin Chen lowered his gaze to his hairline, his voice hoarse: '... Ling Yao.'

'You're not allowed to speak.' Ling Yao flushed, cutting him off with an embarrassed, firm tone.

He lowered his head; this time, bringing that sweet, teasing little candy, he leaned in for a kiss.

The strawberry candy played a more subtle role in their entanglement.

The long, eager kiss almost drained Ling Yao's strength.

After who knows how long, Ling Yao collapsed into Jin Chen's arms.

He slightly tilted his head back, opened his mouth, and white mist lingered damply between his lips.

The strawberry candy had melted halfway, and the syrup clung to the tongue piercing.

Jin Chen stared for two seconds, his eyes deep and dark.

Ling Yao felt as if scorched by his gaze, his Adam's apple bobbing as he closed his mouth.

'…Hold me.' Ling Yao turned over, his voice trembling.

Jin Chen obeyed, lifting him into an embrace and kissing him again.

Ling Yao still hadn't forgotten that important matter.

'Jin Chen… I want you to be my personal Knight.'

As soon as his words fell, Jin Chen kissed the side of his neck.

Immediately after, Jin Chen's low voice sounded above his head: 'Very well, my noble young master.'

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +10, total 64!】

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -5, total 45!】

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The Star Rhythm Auction is less a school activity and more a small-scale venue for fame and profit.

Although it bears the academy's name, according to yearly convention, the auction's scale and item quality match any top-tier house, serving as an important event where nobles display wealth, power, and secretly contend.

Now that Jin Chen has officially become Ling Yao's personal Knight, the lovesick, possessively eager Ling Yao wishes everyone could know.

Since that night, Lin Baiyu has never brought up any topic concerning Jin Chen again, and has remained silent about the growing intimacy between Ling Yao and Jin Chen.

This undoubtedly dispelled Ling Yao's worries, leaving him much more at ease.

At the auction venue.

Before Jin Chen arrived, Ling Yao had put him through the wringer over his outfit.

Ling Yao had long complained about Jin Chen's attire, feeling it buried his house's knight's naturally advantageous face.

Now that he had a legitimate opportunity, he personally tailored a suit for Jin Chen—neither lacking dignity nor failing to perfectly showcase his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

Jin Chen likewise let him have his way, and even stole a kiss with the exclusive chief designer.

Upon entering the hall, feeling the gazes from all sides, Ling Yao's flicker of pride was quickly replaced by a reluctance to share.

How hateful—everyone keeps staring at Jin Chen.

Normally these people never pay this much attention to a special recruitment student—such double standards.

Ling Yao quickened his pace, bringing Jin Chen into the private box.

Jin Chen took in all his little thoughts, gave a soft chuckle, and before stepping into the box reached out to pinch Ling Yao's earlobe.

'What are you muttering about?'

'Nothing,' Ling Yao flatly denied, heading in first, 'It's about to start.'

He certainly wouldn't admit to having even a little bit—really, just a little bit.

He didn't want others to also see Jin Chen's awkward thoughts.

The box offers an excellent view, its glass wall facing the auction hall and display stage below, the interior lavish to the extreme.

As expected, Xisi also brought Ailikè along.

Merely, compared to before when it retained a hint of novelty, now that Shi Heng has returned, Xisi spends all day with him, making Ailikè's presence rather awkward.

Ling Yao and Jin Chen sat side by side on the sofa, whispering as if no one else were there.

Lin Baiyu sat in the single-person Sofa on one side, back straight, calmly looking at the auction platform below the glass wall.

Xisi and Shiheng occupied the soft cushion on the other side, took the auction catalogue brought by the attendant, and whispered intimately, frequently exchanging a few words with Lin Baiyu.

Ailik sat in silence beside Xisi, clearly not far away, yet feeling as if separated by a chasm.

Ailik, who always cared about face, now felt as if sitting on pins and needles, embarrassed and wanting to escape.

He could never fathom Xisi's ever-changing interests, but his reason told him that to approach Lingyao and exact revenge, staying by Xisi's side was the current shortcut.

Unfortunately, he did not have the heaven-defying luck that Jin Chen had.

Perhaps Ailik's silence was too repressed; Shiheng was the first to notice and gently reminded Xisi, who was discussing the auction item with Xisi.

«Xisi, your friend is still here. »

Xisi, hearing that, only then seemed to remember there was still a person beside him, glanced sideways at Ailik.

For some reason, the more he looked, the more he felt Ailik had lost his initial charm, instead seeming rather bland.

Xisi casually asked Ailik, «Do you want anything? »

Ailik came to his senses, seeing the inexplicably intimate atmosphere between Xisi and Shiheng, feeling somewhat unwilling.

He reached out and lightly grasped Xisi's fingertip, saying, «I don't need any gifts; just being able to stay by your side makes me satisfied. »

Saying that, Ailik furtively glanced at Shiheng.

Shiheng returned his usual gentleness, not minding his little gesture at all.

On the contrary, Xisi somewhat impatiently pulled back his hand, brows slightly furrowed, a bit perfunctorily saying, «Just sit properly then. »

Ailik: «……»

Shiheng timely shifted the topic, pointing at the auction catalogue and telling Xisi, «The design of item number 8 is quite unique, very suitable as a gift. »

Xisi flipped to that page, looked, eyes lit up, «Great! Are you going to give it to me? »

Shiheng chuckled, indulgingly nodded, «That works too. »

As he spoke, his gaze swept over Ailik, just like when he looked at the many people who used to follow Xisi, dreaming of becoming his legitimate boyfriend—gentle, indifferent, dismissive.

Ailik's heart tightened, he awkwardly averted his gaze.