Yang Feilong looked at Luo Wenwen, and Luo Wenwen blinked her beautiful eyes at Yang Feilong. In the moonlight, her eyes were like crescent moons, slender and beautiful.
"Feilong brother, am I beautiful?" Suddenly, Luo Wenwen asked softly.
Yang Feilong's words were choked back. He said impatiently, "Beautiful."
"Heh heh..." In the night sky, Luo Wenwen's crisp laughter, like silver bells, echoed in the desolate wilderness.
Yang Feilong confirmed that he couldn't do anything about Luo Wenwen.
His proud eloquence was of no use in front of Luo Wenwen.
In fact, this was also why he dared not speak carelessly to Luo Wenwen and had to be considerate, while Luo Wenwen was unrestrained. Otherwise, with Yang Feilong's eloquence, he shouldn't have been suppressed by Luo Wenwen. Just like when they first met, or before Luo Wenwen confessed, Yang Feilong didn't have so many worries. Luo Wenwen was afraid of leaving a bad impression in Yang Feilong's heart, so she had always suppressed her true nature. But now, with the balance shifting, Yang Feilong seemed to have become the original Luo Wenwen, and Luo Wenwen had become the original Yang Feilong!
Yang Feilong's footsteps were fast. Carrying Luo Wenwen, without going all out, he returned to Lan Hai City in just over an hour, covering more than twenty kilometers.
God knows what kind of test Yang Feilong endured during this hour. After letting go, this little girl Luo Wenwen was incredibly restless. At first, Yang Feilong would argue with her a few words, but later, when he found it useless, he became too lazy to bother.
Even when Luo Wenwen kissed him several times, Yang Feilong treated it as a mosquito bite. When she tried to pry his teeth open with her tongue, Yang Feilong held his ground, not letting her get any further.
But Luo Wenwen was not discouraged at all. She left her unique mark on his neck, cheeks, ears, and anywhere she could reach.
So, this hour was like: you walk your walk, I play my game, each minding their own business.
"Alright, there are too many people now, shouldn't we stop!" Yang Feilong sighed softly.
"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" Luo Wenwen giggled, and then kissed Yang Feilong's eyes.
Yang Feilong carried Luo Wenwen to a park. This park was less than a kilometer away from the apartment, making it the closest park to their residence.
He originally wanted to take Luo Wenwen home, but Luo Wenwen said that if he took her home now, she would call him "Daddy" every day from then on.
Yang Feilong was unsure of Luo Wenwen's true intentions. Facing this threat, he could only concede. Therefore, he chose to take Luo Wenwen to this park first to understand her true thoughts.
"Let's talk properly, about your real thoughts!" Yang Feilong placed Luo Wenwen on a park bench and looked at her seriously.
At this moment, his expression was solemn and earnest.
This journey, which might have been enjoyable for other men, was a different kind of torment for him.
Seeing the serious Yang Feilong, Luo Wenwen also restrained her emotions. She played with her hair, which was flowing and soft. Now, her demeanor was completely different from her playful self before.
"I want to be your girlfriend, don't you feel it?" Luo Wenwen looked at Yang Feilong with gentle eyes, full of love, and said with a light smile. Although her voice was soft, it carried unprecedented determination and seriousness.
Yang Feilong: "..."
He sighed helplessly and said, "Didn't you say you've come to terms with it before?"
"I have! I've come to terms with being your girlfriend!" Luo Wenwen's smile was beautiful.
"What you said to her... Yu Jiao." Yang Feilong asked again.
"I was lying to her. After all, if I didn't lie to her, she might have really left you. I believe she is capable of doing such a thing, but I don't want her to leave because of me and you. She is so good to me, and she likes you so much." Luo Wenwen said with a light smile, "She finally met such a good man, and he might be the only one in her life. How can I let her lose this happiness because of me? Wouldn't that be too selfish of me!"
Yang Feilong: "..."
Yang Feilong looked at Luo Wenwen, dumbfounded, and asked powerlessly, "Then what are your thoughts?"
"Aren't my thoughts very clear?" Luo Wenwen playfully blinked her eyes. "You already have so many women, one more won't make a difference! I don't mind!"
"You don't mind, but I do." Yang Feilong gritted his teeth. "She minds too."
Luo Yu Jiao didn't mind him having many women; she even actively helped him find them. But Luo Wenwen was an exception. Otherwise, she wouldn't have said that if Luo Wenwen liked him, she would too.
"Why can Qingqing, but I can't? She's your sister." Luo Wenwen bit her lower lip and looked at Yang Feilong, unwillingly.
"Because she's not my biological sister, we have no blood relation." Yang Feilong sighed and said, "You know this."
"But Luo Yu Jiao and I also have no blood relation!" Luo Wenwen said stubbornly. "Then why can't we both be your girlfriends?"
"But you are nominally..." Yang Feilong retorted.
However, before he could finish, Luo Wenwen interrupted him, "You don't mind that you are nominally siblings, so why is it not okay for us to be nominally related in that way? Aren't you being a typical double standard?"
Yang Feilong opened his mouth: "..."
Double standard?
It seemed like it was indeed a double standard!
But, this situation was indeed a bit different!
"If that's not okay, let's break off the mother-daughter relationship. We'll be sisters from now on, then you won't have that concern, right?" Luo Wenwen's eyes were bright, looking intently at Yang Feilong.
"..." Yang Feilong was speechless.
Could it be done this way?
He said angrily, "Doing this, are you worthy of her raising you all these years?"
"I'm just saying it!" Luo Wenwen said weakly, her eyes reddening. "Who told you not to agree?"
"..." Yang Feilong raised an eyebrow. Is she blaming me for this?
"Feilong brother, she'll still be your first wife then, and I'll be your second wife." Luo Wenwen said weakly. "When we sleep together, let her be on top, and I'll be below, with you in the middle."
"Stop, stop, what kind of lewd talk is this?" Yang Feilong's pupils couldn't help but shrink upon hearing this. He shivered and repeatedly reprimanded.
"Okay, okay!" Luo Wenwen peeked at Yang Feilong, a hint of mockery appearing on her lips. Hmph, you're clearly excited, hmph, men, I've figured you out.