Under the moonlight.
"Wenwen, what are you trying to do?" Yang Feilong looked at Luo Wenwen helplessly.
"I really want to!" Luo Wenwen lowered her head, her face blushing, and agreed again.
Yang Feilong: "......"
Luo Wenwen: "......"
"If you don't speak properly, I'm leaving!" Yang Feilong said speechlessly, not wanting to get into a word game with Luo Wenwen.
Luo Wenwen pouted and didn't bother Yang Feilong any further.
"I just want you to carry me back." Luo Wenwen said.
Yang Feilong glanced at the cars those people had driven not far away. He had originally planned to drive one of them back, but Luo Wenwen asked him to carry her. After a moment's thought, Yang Feilong did not refuse.
"Come up!" Yang Feilong bent down and said.
Luo Wenwen giggled, stretched her long legs, and jumped directly onto Yang Feilong's back, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"This is suffering!" Yang Feilong's expression stiffened slightly, and he sighed inwardly. Those two heavy mountains pressed against his back indiscriminately. It would be strange if he felt nothing. At this moment, he was annoyed by his keen senses.
Others might not feel it much, but he felt it very clearly. He shook his head, throwing the thoughts in his mind aside.
Carrying Luo Wenwen, he held the backs of her legs with both hands.
Her small feet swung back and forth, as if she were a light-hearted little elf, looking very happy.
"Brother Feilong," Luo Wenwen whispered, pressing against Yang Feilong's ear.
"What is it?" Yang Feilong felt his ear tickle and said with a slight frown.
"Thank you for carrying me," Luo Wenwen giggled.
"As long as you don't cause trouble, I won't feel tired!" Yang Feilong said honestly.
"Has anyone ever told you that you're a straight man?" Luo Wenwen pouted. "Those words are really unpleasant to hear."
Yang Feilong ignored Luo Wenwen. He realized that it was indeed difficult to get along with someone if you didn't share similar temperaments.
Luo Wenwen could get along with Yang Qingqing. At first, Yang Feilong felt they were different, but now, Yang Feilong regretted his poor judgment. He hadn't realized that they were actually quite similar, and in terms of personality, Luo Wenwen was even more outgoing than Yang Qingqing.
After all, Luo Wenwen had worked as a waitress in a bar for several months.
And she managed to navigate it without letting anyone take advantage of her. How could she be simple? Even many of the books that Yang Qingqing considered advanced, Luo Wenwen had read, and she had heard even more. After all, a bar was a place with all sorts of people, and what kind of scoundrels and vulgar jokes hadn't she heard? It was no wonder that although she had never had a boyfriend, her "driving speed" was so high that Yang Feilong couldn't keep up!
Yang Feilong thought that if he ignored Luo Wenwen's complaints, she would have no way to deal with him.
But he was mistaken. Once Luo Wenwen let loose, even Yang Qingqing would have to admit defeat to her methods. After all, she was also a top student. Although her academic performance was slightly worse than Luo Wenwen's, it was because she had missed several months of study before the college entrance examination due to Luo Yujiao's illness. Furthermore, her life had always been on the brink of starvation, and she had to live in fear of being beaten by that beast. She had put less effort into her studies, otherwise, her academic performance would not have been inferior to Luo Wenwen's.
After all, when they were in the first year of high school, both of them were the top two in the school, with comparable grades. Because their grades were similar, and they were both extremely beautiful, coupled with being in the same class and dormitory, and having similar temperaments, they became very good friends, even best friends.
Luo Wenwen tilted her head and looked at Brother Feilong, who was walking quickly. His face was resolute, but there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes. She found it amusing. The all-powerful Brother Feilong wasn't truly all-powerful, was he? Look, he had so many girlfriends, yet he still couldn't handle this.
She also understood why this was happening. The man who seemed so flirtatious actually appeared like a dating novice. It was because he was too outstanding. Many women, instead of waiting for him to pursue them, threw themselves into his arms like moths to a flame.
Like herself, wasn't it the same?
She didn't need him to pursue her; she just needed him to accept her. Who made him so outstanding? If he were to pursue her actively, she feared he would already have a full squad behind him. After all, he was so outstanding that if he actively pursued someone, very few women could resist his charm. Of course, that would be very tiring for him. Pursuing others was always tiring, and he might not have enough energy to pursue many women!
"Mwah!" Luo Wenwen looked at Yang Feilong's face, which was even more beautiful than that of a woman, and couldn't resist kissing him.
Yang Feilong was caught off guard by Luo Wenwen's sudden attack and almost threw her off.
"Didn't you say that was the only kiss?" Yang Feilong gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Do you think I have no temper?"
"That was a kiss on the lips just now, and this is a kiss on the cheek. It's just encouragement. Brother Feilong, don't misunderstand." Luo Wenwen explained righteously.
Yang Feilong: "......"
Do I look like an idiot to you? Would I believe your excuse?
Luo Wenwen's face flushed, and she still argued stubbornly, "Fine, I've never seen a man like you who gets angry over a kiss. I'm a beautiful and weak campus beauty, and I'm actively kissing you to encourage you. Even if you don't feel happy, you shouldn't be so annoyed at least!"
Yang Feilong: "......"
He decided to be a snail, to pretend not to see, not to feel.
Perhaps only in this way could he ward off Luo Wenwen's interference. Otherwise, she had countless explanations that would leave him speechless.
After all, he had experience with his sister.
Seeing Yang Feilong endure and remain silent, a hint of smugness flashed in Luo Wenwen's eyes. I knew you couldn't do anything about me!
I didn't want to do this, but who made you treat me like this? Hmph.
Before, when Luo Wenwen pursued Yang Feilong, she was more reserved and appeared dignified and generous, but that was her disguise. She was mainly worried that Yang Feilong would treat her like a child. But now, she had completely let go of her true nature. I'll just pester you and see what you do about me.
Moreover, she had plenty of tricks up her sleeve.
She softly called him "Brother Feilong" in Yang Feilong's ear, and her fingers were not idle, one moment touching here, the next moment touching there.
Then she rubbed back and forth on Yang Feilong's back.
Yang Feilong finally couldn't stand it anymore, because the person on his back was a lively, fragrant, and charming beauty, not a cold stone.
"Wenwen, are you pretending to give up while actually using a 'retreat to advance' tactic?" Yang Feilong finally couldn't help but speak.
Oh no, he found out!
But Luo Wenwen said without panic, "No, Brother, why do you think that?"
"Why do I think that? What do you think?" Yang Feilong was speechless. Aren't your actions obvious enough?
"Hehe, Brother, are you uncomfortable?" Luo Wenwen said coquettishly, then twisted her body, giving Yang Feilong a strong and powerful "Mount Tai pressing on the back."
"Wenwen, if you continue like this, I'm really going to get angry!" Yang Feilong said angrily. Do you really think I'm a saint with no emotions?
"Brother, you're being fierce with me!" Luo Wenwen said pitifully, her eyes brimming with tears.
"......"
"I just want you to pamper me like a daughter, is that not allowed?" Luo Wenwen said with a trembling voice.
Yang Feilong: "......"