Chapter 127: You Are the Leader

Chapter 127: You Are the Leader

Hearing Ye Feng say that, Wang Meiling could not help feeling a pang of disappointment. Yes, Ye Feng was only pretending to be her boyfriend for the moment. How wonderful it would be if he were her real boyfriend. A man like him was simply too charming, radiating an alluring presence that was impossible not to be drawn to.

Though disappointed, Wang Meiling quickly composed herself and smiled faintly. “Actually, it’s nothing. We might as well let things take their natural course.”

Yes, she would leave it all to fate. Although she had developed some fondness for the handsome man before her, she still knew very little about him. Whatever happened would depend on destiny.

“Mm. Hearing you say that puts my mind at ease. Don’t worry—I’ll take care of this properly. This is a task you’ve entrusted to me, after all. A soldier’s foremost duty is to obey orders!” Ye Feng found himself slipping into the language of the military.

“What do you mean, a task I entrusted to you? You make me sound like your commanding officer!” Wang Meiling suddenly seemed to think of something. Wasn’t there a saying that a wife was also the head of the household, in charge of her husband and children? Hearing Ye Feng put it that way naturally brought the thought to mind.

“Of course you’re my commanding officer. If you aren’t, then who is? You’re my girlfriend now, so everything I do—large or small—is guided by you.” Ye Feng put on an ingratiating expression as he looked at her. He was more than willing to become Wang Meiling’s subordinate. If she needed him to help her remove her underwear or anything of the sort, he would have been delighted.

“I’m not your commanding officer. Your commanding officer is in the army!” Wang Meiling gave him a coy scolding. That rascal was always so smooth-tongued, saying whatever it took to make her happy. Still, his words left a sweet warmth in her heart.

“It’s all the same. The leaders in the army were your predecessors. From now on, you’re my only leader. I wonder if Meiling is willing to accept the position?” Ye Feng asked with a shameless grin. At the same time, he slowly edged closer to her fragrant, delicate body.

To be honest, Wang Meiling was simply too alluring. Combined with the faint, graceful fragrance emanating from her, she stirred something deep within him.

“I—I don’t know!” Wang Meiling’s heart fluttered at his question. When she turned and met his electrifying gaze, she felt even more flustered. She wanted to tell him that she was very willing, but a young woman’s modesty kept her from saying so.

“Ah! What are you doing?” Wang Meiling suddenly felt herself being pulled into an embrace, her body falling directly against Ye Feng’s chest. She was startled. That rascal—they were in a taxi, and yet he had the nerve to wrap his arms around her. A strong masculine scent immediately filled her nose, leaving her dazed.

“Heh. I’m only helping you review how to pretend to be my girlfriend properly. Otherwise, we might fumble around later, right?” Hmph. He was helping her with such an important matter; how could he not claim a little reward? And what a wonderful reward it was. Her slender waist felt exceptionally pleasant beneath his hand.

Wang Meiling felt as though she might faint. The rascal was clearly taking advantage of her, yet he managed to make it sound perfectly respectable. What kind of excuse was that? He lied without the slightest trace of embarrassment. And yet his chest was so warm. Reclining in his arms, Wang Meiling felt her body gradually grow soft, as though she no longer possessed the strength to resist.

Seeing her reaction, Ye Feng felt secretly triumphant. He thought smugly that she was still too inexperienced to compete with him.

Then he said gently, “Meiling, from now on, you have to call me Feng. You also need to act intimate with me. Otherwise, if your classmates see through us, our act will be exposed, and that wouldn’t be good.”

As he spoke, he breathed a warm puff of air against her cheek.

Wang Meiling shuddered slightly. That rascal did nothing but bully her. And they were still sitting in a taxi. She felt both embarrassed and anxious. If she had known this would happen, she never would have asked him to pretend to be her boyfriend. Now he was taking advantage of her at every turn. And his hand was still moving, sending a tingling sensation through her slender waist.

“Ah—no, don’t!” Wang Meiling let out a soft moan, her eyes beginning to grow misty. Ye Feng’s palm seemed to carry a flame; wherever it touched, a fire seemed to ignite, drawing out the desire hidden deep within her, little by little.

Hearing her intoxicating moan, Ye Feng felt a painful surge of arousal. Her sweet voice, pleading him not to continue, would have driven any man wild. His hand began to move slowly upward from her waist, gliding over the silk of her dress and producing a faint rustling sound.

Wang Meiling’s delicate body began to tremble. Every place Ye Feng touched seemed to respond with waves of tingling sensation. She even felt a strange stirring in the most intimate part of her body. Though she had never been with a man before, she was a university student and understood what those feelings meant.

Noticing the change in her, Ye Feng was secretly delighted. He continued letting his hand wander along her waist. Since the driver could not see what he was doing, his destination was the fullness beneath her dress, a mysterious place untouched by anyone before and one that fascinated him deeply.

Wang Meiling felt her body slowly slipping beyond her control. In particular, she found herself becoming dependent on the touch of his broad hand, and that realization made her panic. She wanted to push him away, but her arms felt strangely weak. At the same time, she could not let him continue his reckless behavior, or she feared she would be unable to stop herself from crying out.

Ye Feng seemed very satisfied with the way things were progressing. His hand continued its slow advance toward the fullness of her chest. Wang Meiling’s figure was not excessively voluptuous, but she was certainly well-endowed, with a graceful, rounded shape that was extraordinarily alluring.

Wang Meiling seemed to understand his intention as well. She hurriedly reached out to stop his hand, then took advantage of the moment to break free from his embrace.

Yet as soon as she left his arms, a wave of disappointment swept through her—especially because she was no longer feeling the caress of his hand.

“I—I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to!” Ye Feng saw the murderous glare in Wang Meiling’s eyes and realized that she was probably about to lose her temper. He quickly offered an explanation.

“You—you pervert!” Too embarrassed to say anything more, Wang Meiling glared at him and scolded him. The thought of his broad hand stroking her waist made her blush with shame. When had anyone ever touched her like that? And yet, remembering his caress, she felt an inexplicable thrill in her heart.

“I really didn’t mean to.”

In truth, he had meant to. But of course, he would never admit that. Ye Feng laughed inwardly. With a temporary girlfriend like this, how could he not make the most of the opportunity? Besides, her slender waist truly was wonderful to touch.

“Hmph!”

Hearing him say that, Wang Meiling felt somewhat mollified. But when she remembered how that rascal had touched her in the taxi, her anger returned. He really had no sense of occasion. They were in a taxi, for heaven’s sake!