diymy Chapter 415 The Flower Thief
Chapter 415 The Flower Thief
lobby.
The proprietress sat behind the counter, with a pot of wine and two cups in front of her.
The wine was warmed and steaming.
She was wearing a light red jacket with the neckline slightly open, revealing a section of her fair collarbone.
Her hair was half-up, with a few stray strands falling beside her ears, making her face look both charming and gentle.
Hearing footsteps, she looked up and saw Lin Chen walk in; her eyes lit up.
Then he quickly lowered his head, pretending to tidy up the things on the table.
"Young master, are you still awake?" The voice was soft and gentle, like a sticky rice cake.
Lin Chen walked over, stood in front of the counter, placed his hands on the counter, and looked down at her.
"I couldn't sleep, so I came out for a walk."
The proprietress looked up at Lin Chen, then lowered her head again, a smile playing on her lips: "Young master, are you sensitive to sleeping in unfamiliar beds?"
"No." Lin Chen stared intently at the proprietress. "I'm thinking about women."
The proprietress paused for a moment, her face flushing slightly.
Lin Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled softly:
"Boss lady, why are you out so late at night, setting out two cups? Who are you waiting for?"
The proprietress slowly circled her fingers on the rim of the glass, her voice soft: "Waiting for the right person."
"Oh?" Lin Chen raised an eyebrow. "Then do I look like it?"
The proprietress looked up at Lin Chen, her eyes bright and her lips slightly upturned: "What do you think, young master?"
Lin Chen didn't answer. He walked around the counter, went to her side, and sat down next to her.
The two were very close, close enough to smell her scent—a faint fragrance of osmanthus mixed with the aroma of alcohol, alluring.
The proprietress moved to the side a little, but not by much.
Lin Chen reached out, picked up the wine pot, and filled both cups.
"Boss lady, what's your name?"
The proprietress picked up her wine glass, took a sip, and said softly, "Yang Mimi."
"Yang Mimi." Lin Chen read it aloud, then nodded. "A good name."
Yang Mimi stroked her wine glass, a smile playing on her lips: "Young master, won't you ask where I'm from? And why I'm running an inn here?"
Lin Chen picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp: "If you want to say it, you will. I never ask."
Yang Mimi looked up at Lin Chen, her eyes holding a hint of something indescribable.
"Young master is quite a remarkable person."
"I wouldn't call myself a remarkable person." Lin Chen put down his wine glass. "He's just an ordinary man, greedy for money and lustful."
Yang Mimi smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescents, making her exceptionally alluring.
"Young master's words are truly insightful."
"Going around in circles is too tiring." Lin Chen looked the proprietress up and down.
"Boss lady, you're dressed like this in the middle of the night, with two cups set out. Are you waiting for another man?"
Yang Mimi's face turned even redder. She felt as if Lin Chen's gaze could see right through her clothes.
"Please don't make fun of me, young master."
Lin Chen reached out, pinched the proprietress's chin, and lifted her face.
Moonlight streamed in through the doorway and fell on her face.
Her eyes were bright, her lips were slightly parted, and her breathing was a little rapid.
Lin Chen looked at the proprietress and lowered his voice, "Proprietress, are you trying to seduce me?"
Yang Mimi's body trembled slightly, her eyes darting away, but she did not deny it.
"I...I didn't..."
"No?" Lin Chen laughed. "Then why are you blushing?"
Yang Mimi bit her lip and remained silent.
Lin Chen released the proprietress's chin, his fingers sliding down her face to her shoulder, his fingertips gently tracing the skin on her collarbone.
Yang Mimi's breathing became more rapid, her chest heaving, and her body leaned slightly backward, but she did not dodge.
"Young master..." Her voice trembled slightly, "Please don't do this..."
"What?" Lin Chen leaned closer to the proprietress, his lips almost touching her ear. "You seduced me first, and now you're saying don't?"
The hot breath on her ears made Yang Mimi go limp. She leaned against the counter, her eyes glazed over.
Lin Chen lowered his head and kissed her neck.
Yang Mimi let out a muffled groan, her fingers gripping Lin Chen's collar tightly.
"Young master... the door... the door isn't closed yet..."
Lin Chen waved his hand, and the door to the front hall slammed shut.
Yang Mimi was startled and before she could react, her mouth was covered.
She made a soft "hmm" sound, then closed her eyes, her fingers slowly loosening her clothes and wrapping around Lin Chen's neck.
…………
I don't know how much time has passed.
Yang Mimi leaned against the counter, her clothes disheveled, her hair scattered on the floor, panting heavily.
Her face was burning red, her eyes were half-open, and her lips were slightly swollen.
Lin Chen stood beside her, straightening his clothes, glanced at her, and smiled.
"Lord, will you not charge me for staying at your inn from now on?"
Yang Mimi glared at Lin Chen, but her eyes were full of tears and had no offensive power.
"You...you bad person."
Lin Chen laughed heartily, "Bad guy? Who was clinging to the bad guy's neck just now?"
Yang Mimi's face turned even redder, and she reached out and punched him in the chest.
"Shut up!"
Lin Chen took her hand and kissed it.
"Alright, I'm leaving. You should get some sleep."
Yang Mimi watched Lin Chen turn to leave, then suddenly called out, "Young Master—"
Lin Chen turned around: "Hmm?"
Yang Mimi opened her mouth, hesitated, and finally lowered her head, whispering:
"It's nothing...you can go now."
Lin Chen looked at her, smiled, turned around, and pushed open the door to leave.
Yang Mimi sat alone behind the counter, looking at the empty front hall. She reached out and touched her lips, where the warmth of Lin Chen still lingered.
Her eyes suddenly reddened.
It's not sadness.
It had been so long since she had been touched by anyone that she had almost forgotten what it felt like to be held.
Her eyes suddenly reddened.
It's not sadness.
It had been so long since she had been touched by anyone that she had almost forgotten what it felt like to be held.
"Lin Chen..." she murmured the name softly, her voice carrying an indescribable emotion.
---
Lin Chen walked out of the front hall and back into the courtyard.
The sky was already bright, and the courtyard was quiet.
He stretched and was about to go back to his room to sleep when he suddenly stopped at the corner of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, Lan Fenghuang leaned against the wall, arms crossed, smiling at him.
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang looked Lin Chen up and down, her gaze lingering on his collar for a moment before she smiled.
"Oh, finished picking flowers?"
Lin Chen looked down at his clothes, where there was a trace of rouge.
He patted his hand without changing his expression: "What flower picking? I just went for a drink."
"Want a drink?" Lan Fenghuang walked over, leaned closer, and sniffed. "The scent on you is osmanthus, isn't it? Is that the landlady's perfume?"
Lin Chen: "...You have a dog's nose?"
Lan Fenghuang rolled her eyes: "Do you think I'm blind? The lights in the front hall were off, the door was closed, and you were inside for almost half an hour. When you came out, there were rouge stains on your clothes—and you're telling me you're drinking?"
Lin Chen sighed: "Lan Fenghuang, what are you doing squatting here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
Blue Phoenix blinked: "I'll wait for you."
"Why are you waiting for me?"
"Let's see if you have any shame at all."
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang reached out and straightened Lin Chen's clothes. "Alright, go to sleep now. I won't tell them."
Lin Chen chuckled: "Really?"
Lan Fenghuang turned and left without looking back: "It's fake."
Lin Chen stood in the corridor, watching Lan Fenghuang's figure disappear around the corner, and rubbed his temples.
have to.
This is embarrassing.
However, he didn't go there specifically to pick flowers; Yang Mimi was no ordinary person.
"A peak Celestial Realm expert delivers himself to our doorstep—heh, this is getting more and more interesting."
Lin Chen muttered to himself, then shook his head and turned to go back into the house.
It's not sadness.
It had been so long since she had been touched by anyone that she had almost forgotten what it felt like to be held.
"Lin Chen..." she murmured the name softly, her voice carrying an indescribable emotion.
---
Lin Chen walked out of the front hall and back into the courtyard.
The sky was already bright, and the courtyard was quiet.
He stretched and was about to go back to his room to sleep when he suddenly stopped at the corner of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, Lan Fenghuang leaned against the wall, arms crossed, smiling at him.
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang looked Lin Chen up and down, her gaze lingering on his collar for a moment before she smiled.
"Oh, finished picking flowers?"
Lin Chen looked down at his clothes, where there was a trace of rouge.
He patted his hand without changing his expression: "What flower picking? I just went for a drink."
"Want a drink?" Lan Fenghuang walked over, leaned closer, and sniffed. "The scent on you is osmanthus, isn't it? Is that the landlady's perfume?"
Lin Chen: "...You have a dog's nose?"
Lan Fenghuang rolled her eyes: "Do you think I'm blind? The lights in the front hall were off, the door was closed, and you were inside for almost half an hour. When you came out, there were rouge stains on your clothes—and you're telling me you're drinking?"
Lin Chen sighed: "Lan Fenghuang, what are you doing squatting here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
Blue Phoenix blinked: "I'll wait for you."
"Why are you waiting for me?"
"Let's see if you have any shame at all."
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang reached out and straightened Lin Chen's clothes. "Alright, go to sleep now. I won't tell them."
Lin Chen chuckled: "Really?"
Lan Fenghuang turned and left without looking back: "It's fake."
Lin Chen stood in the corridor, watching Lan Fenghuang's figure disappear around the corner, and rubbed his temples.
have to.
This is embarrassing.
However, he didn't go there specifically to pick flowers; Yang Mimi was no ordinary person.
"A peak Celestial Realm expert delivers himself to our doorstep—heh, this is getting more and more interesting."
Lin Chen muttered to himself, then shook his head and turned to go back into the house.
Her eyes suddenly reddened.
It's not sadness.
It had been so long since she had been touched by anyone that she had almost forgotten what it felt like to be held.
"Lin Chen..." she murmured the name softly, her voice carrying an indescribable emotion.
---
Lin Chen walked out of the front hall and back into the courtyard.
The sky was already bright, and the courtyard was quiet.
He stretched and was about to go back to his room to sleep when he suddenly stopped at the corner of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, Lan Fenghuang leaned against the wall, arms crossed, smiling at him.
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang looked Lin Chen up and down, her gaze lingering on his collar for a moment before she smiled.
"Oh, finished picking flowers?"
Lin Chen looked down at his clothes, where there was a trace of rouge.
He patted his hand without changing his expression: "What flower picking? I just went for a drink."
"Want a drink?" Lan Fenghuang walked over, leaned closer, and sniffed. "The scent on you is osmanthus, isn't it? Is that the landlady's perfume?"
Lin Chen: "...You have a dog's nose?"
Lan Fenghuang rolled her eyes: "Do you think I'm blind? The lights in the front hall were off, the door was closed, and you were inside for almost half an hour. When you came out, there were rouge stains on your clothes—and you're telling me you're drinking?"
Lin Chen sighed: "Lan Fenghuang, what are you doing squatting here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
Blue Phoenix blinked: "I'll wait for you."
"Why are you waiting for me?"
"Let's see if you have any shame at all."
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang reached out and straightened Lin Chen's clothes. "Alright, go to sleep now. I won't tell them."
Lin Chen chuckled: "Really?"
Lan Fenghuang turned and left without looking back: "It's fake."
Lin Chen stood in the corridor, watching Lan Fenghuang's figure disappear around the corner, and rubbed his temples.
have to.
This is embarrassing.
However, he didn't go there specifically to pick flowers; Yang Mimi was no ordinary person.
"A peak Celestial Realm expert delivers himself to our doorstep—heh, this is getting more and more interesting."
Lin Chen muttered to himself, then shook his head and turned to go back into the house.
"Lin Chen..." she murmured the name softly, her voice carrying an indescribable emotion.
---
Lin Chen walked out of the front hall and back into the courtyard.
The sky was already bright, and the courtyard was quiet.
He stretched and was about to go back to his room to sleep when he suddenly stopped at the corner of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, Lan Fenghuang leaned against the wall, arms crossed, smiling at him.
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang looked Lin Chen up and down, her gaze lingering on his collar for a moment before she smiled.
"Oh, finished picking flowers?"
Lin Chen looked down at his clothes, where there was a trace of rouge.
He patted his hand without changing his expression: "What flower picking? I just went for a drink."
"Want a drink?" Lan Fenghuang walked over, leaned closer, and sniffed. "The scent on you is osmanthus, isn't it? Is that the landlady's perfume?"
Lin Chen: "...You have a dog's nose?"
Lan Fenghuang rolled her eyes: "Do you think I'm blind? The lights in the front hall were off, the door was closed, and you were inside for almost half an hour. When you came out, there were rouge stains on your clothes—and you're telling me you're drinking?"
Lin Chen sighed: "Lan Fenghuang, what are you doing squatting here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
Blue Phoenix blinked: "I'll wait for you."
"Why are you waiting for me?"
"Let's see if you have any shame at all."
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang reached out and straightened Lin Chen's clothes. "Alright, go to sleep now. I won't tell them."
Lin Chen chuckled: "Really?"
Lan Fenghuang turned and left without looking back: "It's fake."
Lin Chen stood in the corridor, watching Lan Fenghuang's figure disappear around the corner, and rubbed his temples.
have to.
This is embarrassing.
However, he didn't go there specifically to pick flowers; Yang Mimi was no ordinary person.
"A peak Celestial Realm expert delivers himself to our doorstep—heh, this is getting more and more interesting."
Lin Chen muttered to himself, then shook his head and turned to go back into the house.
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"Lin Chen..." she murmured the name softly, her voice carrying an indescribable emotion.
---
Lin Chen walked out of the front hall and back into the courtyard.
The sky was already bright, and the courtyard was quiet.
He stretched and was about to go back to his room to sleep when he suddenly stopped at the corner of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, Lan Fenghuang leaned against the wall, arms crossed, smiling at him.
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang looked Lin Chen up and down, her gaze lingering on his collar for a moment before she smiled.
"Oh, finished picking flowers?"
Lin Chen looked down at his clothes, where there was a trace of rouge.
He patted his hand without changing his expression: "What flower picking? I just went for a drink."
"Want a drink?" Lan Fenghuang walked over, leaned closer, and sniffed. "The scent on you is osmanthus, isn't it? Is that the landlady's perfume?"
Lin Chen: "...You have a dog's nose?"
Lan Fenghuang rolled her eyes: "Do you think I'm blind? The lights in the front hall were off, the door was closed, and you were inside for almost half an hour. When you came out, there were rouge stains on your clothes—and you're telling me you're drinking?"
Lin Chen sighed: "Lan Fenghuang, what are you doing squatting here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
Blue Phoenix blinked: "I'll wait for you."
"Why are you waiting for me?"
"Let's see if you have any shame at all."
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang reached out and straightened Lin Chen's clothes. "Alright, go to sleep now. I won't tell them."
Lin Chen chuckled: "Really?"
Lan Fenghuang turned and left without looking back: "It's fake."
Lin Chen stood in the corridor, watching Lan Fenghuang's figure disappear around the corner, and rubbed his temples.
have to.
This is embarrassing.
However, he didn't go there specifically to pick flowers; Yang Mimi was no ordinary person.
"A peak Celestial Realm expert delivers himself to our doorstep—heh, this is getting more and more interesting."
Lin Chen muttered to himself, then shook his head and turned to go back into the house.
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"Lin Chen..." she murmured the name softly, her voice carrying an indescribable emotion.
---
Lin Chen walked out of the front hall and back into the courtyard.
The sky was already bright, and the courtyard was quiet.
He stretched and was about to go back to his room to sleep when he suddenly stopped at the corner of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, Lan Fenghuang leaned against the wall, arms crossed, smiling at him.
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang looked Lin Chen up and down, her gaze lingering on his collar for a moment before she smiled.
"Oh, finished picking flowers?"
Lin Chen looked down at his clothes, where there was a trace of rouge.
He patted his hand without changing his expression: "What flower picking? I just went for a drink."
"Want a drink?" Lan Fenghuang walked over, leaned closer, and sniffed. "The scent on you is osmanthus, isn't it? Is that the landlady's perfume?"
Lin Chen: "...You have a dog's nose?"
Lan Fenghuang rolled her eyes: "Do you think I'm blind? The lights in the front hall were off, the door was closed, and you were inside for almost half an hour. When you came out, there were rouge stains on your clothes—and you're telling me you're drinking?"
Lin Chen sighed: "Lan Fenghuang, what are you doing squatting here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
Blue Phoenix blinked: "I'll wait for you."
"Why are you waiting for me?"
"Let's see if you have any shame at all."
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang reached out and straightened Lin Chen's clothes. "Alright, go to sleep now. I won't tell them."
Lin Chen chuckled: "Really?"
Lan Fenghuang turned and left without looking back: "It's fake."
Lin Chen stood in the corridor, watching Lan Fenghuang's figure disappear around the corner, and rubbed his temples.
have to.
This is embarrassing.
However, he didn't go there specifically to pick flowers; Yang Mimi was no ordinary person.
"A peak Celestial Realm expert delivers himself to our doorstep—heh, this is getting more and more interesting."
Lin Chen muttered to himself, then shook his head and turned to go back into the house.
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"Lin Chen..." she murmured the name softly, her voice carrying an indescribable emotion.
---
Lin Chen walked out of the front hall and back into the courtyard.
The sky was already bright, and the courtyard was quiet.
He stretched and was about to go back to his room to sleep when he suddenly stopped at the corner of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, Lan Fenghuang leaned against the wall, arms crossed, smiling at him.
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang looked Lin Chen up and down, her gaze lingering on his collar for a moment before she smiled.
"Oh, finished picking flowers?"
Lin Chen looked down at his clothes, where there was a trace of rouge.
He patted his hand without changing his expression: "What flower picking? I just went for a drink."
"Want a drink?" Lan Fenghuang walked over, leaned closer, and sniffed. "The scent on you is osmanthus, isn't it? Is that the landlady's perfume?"
Lin Chen: "...You have a dog's nose?"
Lan Fenghuang rolled her eyes: "Do you think I'm blind? The lights in the front hall were off, the door was closed, and you were inside for almost half an hour. When you came out, there were rouge stains on your clothes—and you're telling me you're drinking?"
Lin Chen sighed: "Lan Fenghuang, what are you doing squatting here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
Blue Phoenix blinked: "I'll wait for you."
"Why are you waiting for me?"
"Let's see if you have any shame at all."
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang reached out and straightened Lin Chen's clothes. "Alright, go to sleep now. I won't tell them."
Lin Chen chuckled: "Really?"
Lan Fenghuang turned and left without looking back: "It's fake."
Lin Chen stood in the corridor, watching Lan Fenghuang's figure disappear around the corner, and rubbed his temples.
have to.
This is embarrassing.
However, he didn't go there specifically to pick flowers; Yang Mimi was no ordinary person.
"A peak Celestial Realm expert delivers himself to our doorstep—heh, this is getting more and more interesting."
Lin Chen muttered to himself, then shook his head and turned to go back into the house.
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"Lin Chen..." she murmured the name softly, her voice carrying an indescribable emotion.
---
Lin Chen walked out of the front hall and back into the courtyard.
The sky was already bright, and the courtyard was quiet.
He stretched and was about to go back to his room to sleep when he suddenly stopped at the corner of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, Lan Fenghuang leaned against the wall, arms crossed, smiling at him.
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang looked Lin Chen up and down, her gaze lingering on his collar for a moment before she smiled.
"Oh, finished picking flowers?"
Lin Chen looked down at his clothes, where there was a trace of rouge.
He patted his hand without changing his expression: "What flower picking? I just went for a drink."
"Want a drink?" Lan Fenghuang walked over, leaned closer, and sniffed. "The scent on you is osmanthus, isn't it? Is that the landlady's perfume?"
Lin Chen: "...You have a dog's nose?"
Lan Fenghuang rolled her eyes: "Do you think I'm blind? The lights in the front hall were off, the door was closed, and you were inside for almost half an hour. When you came out, there were rouge stains on your clothes—and you're telling me you're drinking?"
Lin Chen sighed: "Lan Fenghuang, what are you doing squatting here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
Blue Phoenix blinked: "I'll wait for you."
"Why are you waiting for me?"
"Let's see if you have any shame at all."
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang reached out and straightened Lin Chen's clothes. "Alright, go to sleep now. I won't tell them."
Lin Chen chuckled: "Really?"
Lan Fenghuang turned and left without looking back: "It's fake."
Lin Chen stood in the corridor, watching Lan Fenghuang's figure disappear around the corner, and rubbed his temples.
have to.
This is embarrassing.
However, he didn't go there specifically to pick flowers; Yang Mimi was no ordinary person.
"A peak Celestial Realm expert delivers himself to our doorstep—heh, this is getting more and more interesting."
Lin Chen muttered to himself, then shook his head and turned to go back into the house.
"Lin Chen..." she murmured the name softly, her voice carrying an indescribable emotion.
---
Lin Chen walked out of the front hall and back into the courtyard.
The sky was already bright, and the courtyard was quiet.
He stretched and was about to go back to his room to sleep when he suddenly stopped at the corner of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, Lan Fenghuang leaned against the wall, arms crossed, smiling at him.
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang looked Lin Chen up and down, her gaze lingering on his collar for a moment before she smiled.
"Oh, finished picking flowers?"
Lin Chen looked down at his clothes, where there was a trace of rouge.
He patted his hand without changing his expression: "What flower picking? I just went for a drink."
"Want a drink?" Lan Fenghuang walked over, leaned closer, and sniffed. "The scent on you is osmanthus, isn't it? Is that the landlady's perfume?"
Lin Chen: "...You have a dog's nose?"
Lan Fenghuang rolled her eyes: "Do you think I'm blind? The lights in the front hall were off, the door was closed, and you were inside for almost half an hour. When you came out, there were rouge stains on your clothes—and you're telling me you're drinking?"
Lin Chen sighed: "Lan Fenghuang, what are you doing squatting here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
Blue Phoenix blinked: "I'll wait for you."
"Why are you waiting for me?"
"Let's see if you have any shame at all."
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang reached out and straightened Lin Chen's clothes. "Alright, go to sleep now. I won't tell them."
Lin Chen chuckled: "Really?"
Lan Fenghuang turned and left without looking back: "It's fake."
Lin Chen stood in the corridor, watching Lan Fenghuang's figure disappear around the corner, and rubbed his temples.
have to.
This is embarrassing.
However, he didn't go there specifically to pick flowers; Yang Mimi was no ordinary person.
"A peak Celestial Realm expert delivers himself to our doorstep—heh, this is getting more and more interesting."
Lin Chen muttered to himself, then shook his head and turned to go back into the house.
"Lin Chen..." she murmured the name softly, her voice carrying an indescribable emotion.
---
Lin Chen walked out of the front hall and back into the courtyard.
The sky was already bright, and the courtyard was quiet.
He stretched and was about to go back to his room to sleep when he suddenly stopped at the corner of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, Lan Fenghuang leaned against the wall, arms crossed, smiling at him.
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang looked Lin Chen up and down, her gaze lingering on his collar for a moment before she smiled.
"Oh, finished picking flowers?"
Lin Chen looked down at his clothes, where there was a trace of rouge.
He patted his hand without changing his expression: "What flower picking? I just went for a drink."
"Want a drink?" Lan Fenghuang walked over, leaned closer, and sniffed. "The scent on you is osmanthus, isn't it? Is that the landlady's perfume?"
Lin Chen: "...You have a dog's nose?"
Lan Fenghuang rolled her eyes: "Do you think I'm blind? The lights in the front hall were off, the door was closed, and you were inside for almost half an hour. When you came out, there were rouge stains on your clothes—and you're telling me you're drinking?"
Lin Chen sighed: "Lan Fenghuang, what are you doing squatting here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
Blue Phoenix blinked: "I'll wait for you."
"Why are you waiting for me?"
"Let's see if you have any shame at all."
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang reached out and straightened Lin Chen's clothes. "Alright, go to sleep now. I won't tell them."
Lin Chen chuckled: "Really?"
Lan Fenghuang turned and left without looking back: "It's fake."
Lin Chen stood in the corridor, watching Lan Fenghuang's figure disappear around the corner, and rubbed his temples.
have to.
This is embarrassing.
However, he didn't go there specifically to pick flowers; Yang Mimi was no ordinary person.
"A peak Celestial Realm expert delivers himself to our doorstep—heh, this is getting more and more interesting."
Lin Chen muttered to himself, then shook his head and turned to go back into the house.
Her eyes suddenly reddened.
It's not sadness.
It had been so long since she had been touched by anyone that she had almost forgotten what it felt like to be held.
"Lin Chen..." she murmured the name softly, her voice carrying an indescribable emotion.
---
Lin Chen walked out of the front hall and back into the courtyard.
The sky was already bright, and the courtyard was quiet.
He stretched and was about to go back to his room to sleep when he suddenly stopped at the corner of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, Lan Fenghuang leaned against the wall, arms crossed, smiling at him.
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang looked Lin Chen up and down, her gaze lingering on his collar for a moment before she smiled.
"Oh, finished picking flowers?"
Lin Chen looked down at his clothes, where there was a trace of rouge.
He patted his hand without changing his expression: "What flower picking? I just went for a drink."
"Want a drink?" Lan Fenghuang walked over, leaned closer, and sniffed. "The scent on you is osmanthus, isn't it? Is that the landlady's perfume?"
Lin Chen: "...You have a dog's nose?"
Lan Fenghuang rolled her eyes: "Do you think I'm blind? The lights in the front hall were off, the door was closed, and you were inside for almost half an hour. When you came out, there were rouge stains on your clothes—and you're telling me you're drinking?"
Lin Chen sighed: "Lan Fenghuang, what are you doing squatting here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
Blue Phoenix blinked: "I'll wait for you."
"Why are you waiting for me?"
"Let's see if you have any shame at all."
Lin Chen: "..."
Lan Fenghuang reached out and straightened Lin Chen's clothes. "Alright, go to sleep now. I won't tell them."
Lin Chen chuckled: "Really?"
Lan Fenghuang turned and left without looking back: "It's fake."
Lin Chen stood in the corridor, watching Lan Fenghuang's figure disappear around the corner, and rubbed his temples.
have to.
This is embarrassing.
However, he didn't go there specifically to pick flowers; Yang Mimi was no ordinary person.
"A peak Celestial Realm expert delivers himself to our doorstep—heh, this is getting more and more interesting."
Lin Chen muttered to himself, then shook his head and turned to go back into the house.