Chapter 133: The Mysterious Gift

Chapter 133: The Mysterious Gift

Along the way, Wang Meiling kept her large, beautiful eyes fixed on Ye Feng, constantly worried that he might suddenly vomit or faint. After all, that is usually what happens when someone drinks too much. However, Wang Meiling was in for a surprise. After walking with Ye Feng for quite a while, she noticed that nothing seemed to be wrong with him at all. He was even chatting with her quite normally, which filled her with bewilderment.

"What is it? You've been staring at me the whole way here," Ye Feng said, finding it strange as he noticed Wang Meiling acting restless. What was she up to now? He felt completely fine. Those three bottles of liquor were nothing to him—they had simply given his stomach and intestines a thorough cleansing!

"I, I was just worried about you. Drinking that much isn't good for your digestive system!" Wang Meiling said, lowering her head shyly. She didn't dare meet Ye Feng's electrifying gaze, terrified that if she looked into those charming eyes, she wouldn't be able to stop herself from throwing herself at him. Especially when she remembered how much Ye Feng had helped her tonight, her little heart pounded nervously.

"Hehe, don't worry, a little liquor like that is nothing to me. It felt just like drinking water!" Ye Feng boasted endlessly. Since bragging didn't cost anything, why not put on a good show in front of a beauty? He truly wanted to reveal every part of himself to Meiling, to let her fully understand him and realize that he was actually extremely pure, far from the bad boy and rogue she claimed he was.

"B-But you shouldn't drink like that! Drinking too much ruins your health. You men never know how to take care of yourselves!" Wang Meiling scolded him softly. Who on earth drinks liquor as if it were water? That was absolute nonsense, and naturally, she didn't believe a word of his ghost stories. Yet, the words of concern slipped out of her mouth unbidden.

Hearing Wang Meiling's gentle reprimand, Ye Feng knew it came from a place of care. A wave of sweetness washed over him, and he replied tenderly, "Mm, I'll take good care of myself, so you don't need to worry. Besides, my constitution is so strong that this little bit is no problem at all!"

"How can I not worry? That was three entire bottles of white liquor!" In her agitation, Wang Meiling let it slip. Her face instantly flushed bright red. How could she have blurted out something so direct and embarrassing? She desperately wished she could find a crack in the ground and crawl right into it.

Hearing her caring words, Ye Feng felt even more touched. He slowly reached out, took her delicate hand, and looked intently into her pretty face as he said, "I know you care about me, but I'm really fine tonight. You have to believe me!"

"Who cares about you!" Hearing him say that, Wang Meiling felt a sweet sensation bloom in her chest, though out of girlish bashfulness, she refused to admit it. At that moment, she realized her little hand was still being held by this scoundrel, and she said, both embarrassed and anxious, "C-Could you let go of my hand?"

"I, I can't bear to let go. Your little hand smells so good!" Not only did Ye Feng refuse to release her hand, but he even brought her slender fingers up to his nose, gently taking a sniff as he said with a look of pure intoxication. Wang Meiling's hands were not only soft and smooth to the touch, but they also carried a faint, natural fragrance, as if she had been born with it.

Hearing this, Wang Meiling felt as though she might cough up blood. At most, she only applied a bit of hand lotion during the winter—was it really that fragrant? Especially when she saw the deeply intoxicated expression on his face, she grew even more flustered and shy.

"You rogue! C-Can you let go of my hand?" She originally intended to pull her hand back, but how could Ye Feng let her get her way? Furthermore, he was now using his thumb to gently stroke the back of her hand, making her body shiver slightly.

"Hehe, you're my girlfriend today, so naturally I need to cherish every moment. After midnight, you won't be my girlfriend anymore!" Ye Feng said with a look of feigned dejection. Seeing his expression, Wang Meiling burst into a giggle. "Is that really how you think?" What a silly fool. Even though she wouldn't be his temporary girlfriend anymore, he could still pursue her, couldn't he? As these thoughts crossed her mind, her cheeks grew even redder. Why would she have such a thought? She had always rejected all the boys who had pursued her in the past. Why was she suddenly hoping that Ye Feng would chase after her? Heavens, what was wrong with her? She surely hadn't gotten drunk tonight, had she?

"Of course. I have to cherish every single minute and second I spend with you, because every single moment belongs exclusively to our happy times!" Ye Feng looked at her affectionately. He believed that with a gaze this tender, he could easily win a spot at the Oscars.

"Are every minute and second... really that wonderful when you're with me?" Wang Meiling's eyes grew hazy. Listening to his affectionate words, she felt her eye sockets moisten. For the first time, she felt her heart struck heavily by something, gently swinging open a door in her soul.

"Mm!" Ye Feng nodded without a second thought. Being able to spend time with such a beauty was a blessing he must have cultivated over several lifetimes. Besides, holding her jade-like, delicate hand was an immense source of happiness. At the thought of this, a wave of heat began to surge through his entire body.

Hearing his certain affirmative hum, Wang Meiling could no longer hold back. She threw herself directly into his arms. Ye Feng froze, feeling a soft, yielding mass collide against his chest, which wrung a soft gasp from his lips. Only then did he realize that Wang Meiling's fragrant body was now nestled in his embrace—it was utterly intoxicating. Moreover, she seemed rather eager; the soft fullness of her chest rose and fell, continually brushing against his chest and stoking a wicked fire deep within him.

Then, Ye Feng felt the soft body in his arms shift slightly. Wang Meiling slowly rose onto her tiptoes, and her soft, fragrant lips pressed directly against his cheek. Immediately afterward, she pushed him back, looked at him with a blushing face, and said, "Consider this a polite gift, as a reward for playing my boyfriend tonight!"

"Hey!" Before Ye Feng could even react, Wang Meiling spun around and hurried away, leaving him standing rooted to the spot, savoring the lingering warmth of that kiss. Although he hadn't had time to properly enjoy it, the thought of her soft, rosy lips pressing against his cheek felt simply wonderful.

Wiping away the trace of the kiss on his cheek, Ye Feng smiled happily. Damn it, this was the beginning of success! Little beauty, you belong to me, Ye Feng. No matter the ends of the earth, I will pursue you, cherish you for a lifetime, protect you, and give you a warm, happy home!