Chapter 692: Chapter 692: Yang Qingyin’s Hint
(Chapter Six)
Yang Qingyin was more proactive than Luo Ziling had imagined, or perhaps Luo Ziling was just more reserved.
Luo Ziling’s restraint made Yang Qingyin quite happy, although she too didn’t have much experience with these things. The modesty of a young girl also prevented her from taking more initiative.
Originally, she had worried that Luo Ziling, while treating Ouyang Feifei, might have developed an intimate relationship with her, but seeing Luo Ziling’s current restraint, she was certain that nothing of that nature had happened. If they had shared intimate monts, Luo Ziling wouldn’t be so inhibited.
Furthermore, she felt from Luo Ziling’s actions that this young man cared for her; he must be afraid of being abrupt, afraid of angering her, hence he dared not take more excessive actions.
“Junior, I’m tired, hold as I sleep,” eventually, Yang Qingyin tenderly requested, even scooting her body closer into Luo Ziling’s embrace as she asked.
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“Okay, sleep, you must rest well these days,” Luo Ziling said, stretching his arm around Yang Qingyin, allowing her to nestle in his arms.
After pressing a few more acupressure points for Yang Qingyin, she soon fell asleep.
Feeling Yang Qingyin’s breathing steady, Luo Ziling breathed a sigh of relief while also experiencing a tinge of disappointnt.
He was afraid of doing sothing to Yang Qingyin, afraid of angering her, afraid of desecrating her.
He knew that he should make a breakthrough, but he hoped everything would happen naturally, without restraint in his heart, without the fear of loss or gain.
After feeling slightly depressed for a bit, he too drifted off to sleep.
As he slept, he had a rather strange dream, with Yang Qingyin naturally being the protagonist.
Everything felt so real.
But just at the critical mont, Yang Qingyin suddenly let out a cry, startling Luo Ziling awake.
It turned out his hand had wandered sowhere it shouldn’t have, causing Yang Qingyin pain.
But she found it thrilling and didn’t push Luo Ziling away in a fit of embarrassed anger.
Luo Ziling too was reluctant to let go, and the two maintained their embrace for quite so ti before he sheepishly shifted to the side, then reached out to hold Yang Qingyin again. “I had a dream just now, you… are you okay?” he asked her softly.
“I’m fine,” Yang Qingyin snuggled back into Luo Ziling’s arms, “It’s not yet dawn, let’s sleep a bit longer, okay?”
Luo Ziling certainly wouldn’t object, he tightened his embrace on Yang Qingyin and settled down.
Nor did they fall asleep imdiately, their breaths and heartbeats palpable to each other in the quiet, both racing faster than usual, a sign of their nervousness.
Yang Qingyin whispered into Luo Ziling’s ear, “Junior, how about we go visit the South this weekend? Maybe if we travel there, we’ll make so wonderful mories.”
Yang Qingyin’s suggestion imdiately sent Luo Ziling’s heart fluttering, and he agreed without hesitation.
“Sure, if you’re interested, I’ll definitely join you,” having spoken, and to not make any further presumptuous moves, Luo Ziling stopped what he was doing with his hands, “Where would you like to go?”
“To Qiantang to see the West Lake, and then to Yuezhou for so aged wine, how about that?”
“Great, let’s go as soon as we can.”
“There’s no rush; it will snow in the South. It’s even better to visit when it’s snowing.” Yang Qingyin said as she moved closer into Luo Ziling’s arms, whispering in his ear, “I hope we can have a truly romantic journey, if so, no matter what happens, I’ll have no regrets.”
Yang Qingyin’s words made Luo Ziling’s heart race even more.
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