Chapter 129: The Rights and Responsibilities of a Boyfriend

Chapter 129: The Responsibilities of a Boyfriend

The car slowed to a halt, and the driver announced that they had reached the Emperor Hotel. Only then did Wang Meiling step out, her cheeks flushed with shyness. That scoundrel was truly incorrigible; he had held her hand the entire ride and wouldn't let go. He didn't even stop to consider how shy a young girl like her might feel—it was just too much.

Yet, despite her frustration, hearing Ye Feng’s sweet praise sent a wave of warmth through her heart. He was such a smooth talker—who knew how many innocent girls had been charmed by him? But wasn't she exactly one of them? Even as she felt shy and resistant, she found she couldn't bring herself to pull away.

Ye Feng had heard of the Emperor Hotel before, but this was his first time visiting. The decor was incredibly luxurious, and the line of expensive, high-end cars parked out front made it clear this was a place for the wealthy. It left him wondering about Wang Meiling’s classmates; when had students become so well-off?

"What are you staring at?" Seeing Ye Feng standing there motionless, Wang Meiling chided him. Ye Feng quickly regained his composure: "Oh, nothing, nothing at all. I was just thinking that it’s quite something for your classmates to meet at such a luxurious hotel."

"Actually, it’s nothing out of the ordinary. Many of them are quite well-off, so there’s no need to save money for them. Let’s go!" Wang Meiling said with a faint smile. Her words were simple, but the observant Ye Feng still sensed a hint of something deeper behind them.

Wang Meiling led the way into the hotel as if she were a regular. A smiling receptionist immediately approached them: "Do you have a reservation, or are you looking to book a room?" Her eyes lingered on Ye Feng for a moment; he was quite handsome—no wonder he had managed to win over such a stunning beauty.

"Yes, we have a reservation for Private Room 388 on the third floor, under Mr. Yue. Are they here yet?" Wang Meiling asked in her sweet, melodic voice. Standing beside her, Ye Feng’s eyes lit up. From his angle, he could catch a glimpse of snowy-white skin through the V-neck of her collar—simply mesmerizing.

"Let me check for you," the receptionist said with a smile, bowing her head to verify the booking. Ye Feng noticed that as she leaned over, the neckline of her own uniform revealed a patch of white skin, a stark contrast against her pink jacket. He mused that with such scenery in a place like this, customers would surely be tempted to order a few extra dishes.

Soon, the receptionist looked up with a smile: "Miss, Mr. Yue and his guests have already arrived and are waiting for you in VIP Room 388. Just go straight, turn left, and take the elevator to the third floor."

"Thank you!" Wang Meiling led Ye Feng away. She had been here a few times before, but this time felt different because she was with him, and a sense of sweet happiness filled her.

"You've been here before, haven't you?" Ye Feng asked suddenly. He had already figured it out, but he wanted to hear it from her. Wang Meiling nodded: "Yes, a few times. But this is my first time here with a boyfriend." She glanced at him shyly. Seeing Ye Feng’s calm, relaxed expression, she felt a bit more at ease herself.

"Haha, well, since you’ve said so, I must now fulfill my duties as your boyfriend!" Ye Feng leaned in closer to her. Wang Meiling felt a surge of tension. They were in the elevator—would he lose control and try something? She quickly moved her hands to cover her chest.

Seeing her delicate, flustered expression, Ye Feng’s heart skipped a beat. Her posture was incredibly alluring, and the way she tried to shield herself only ignited his inner fire. "Hehe, little lady, don't even think about running. Just give in to me, won't you?"

"Ah, no, don't!" Wang Meiling panicked. This scoundrel was always teasing her, and they were in an elevator! Even if she had a crush on him, this was too much. There were surveillance cameras! If someone were to check the footage, how would she ever show her face again?

Her breathless cry only fueled Ye Feng’s mischief, though he had no real intention of doing anything untoward. "Hehe, I’m just fulfilling my duties and obligations as a boyfriend, my beauty. Don't run!" It was fortunate that they were alone in the elevator; teasing her was quite entertaining.

"You... you’re only a temporary boyfriend! And what kind of obligations are those?" She worried he might try to kiss her. If she were to give her first kiss to the man she loved, she certainly wouldn't want it to be in an unromantic place like an elevator.

"Hehe, a temporary boyfriend is still a boyfriend. Naturally, I have to do things a boyfriend is supposed to do." Ye Feng’s gaze drifted toward her chest. Being so close, he could smell her faint, alluring scent, making his vision blur. The way her chest rose and fell with her anxiety felt like an invitation.

"Ah, you pervert!" Wang Meiling noticed his wandering eyes and quickly raised her hands to shield herself. She was both embarrassed and anxious, yet deep down, she felt a strange, thrilling sensation watching his intense, fixated gaze.

"Hehe, since you called me a pervert, I might as well act like one!" Ye Feng gave a roguish grin and pulled her into his arms. Both of them let out a small gasp—Wang Meiling in shock at his boldness, and Ye Feng in delight at the soft, yielding sensation of her chest pressed against him.

"Ah, you pervert! Let me go!" Wang Meiling was truly flustered now. He was being so bold in such a public place—she wanted nothing more than to find a hole to crawl into.