Chapter 318: You’re Adorable, What You Say Goes

On the wide street, a pink electric scooter zipped forward, darting through beam after beam of light, weaving between the shifting brightness and shadows. Uncle Gong drove the Rolls-Royce protectively beside her, causing the surrounding vehicles to proceed with trepidation, not daring to get too close.

The girl rode the scooter with the boy behind her while the Rolls-Royce led the way. Wow, even idol dramas wouldn’t dare film a scene like this.

Jiang Qin had his arm around Feng Nanshu’s slender waist, feeling the pleasant fragrance emanating from her body, so alluring that even his haughty bones were starting to relax a little.

“We took the wrong turn again. We should have gone west at the last intersection. If we keep going forward, won’t we just end up back at the hotel? You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”

Feng Nanshu rode the little electric donkey with an aloof expression: “I’m just a bit silly, how could it be on purpose.”

“How much battery does Little Pink have left? It still seems to have quite a bit of power,” Jiang Qin couldn’t help asking, a little worried about the battery running out.

The little rich girl glanced down: “Three bars left, it can zip along.”

“Three bars means it’s fully charged. So how did you get here, did you carry it over?”

Feng Nanshu glanced at the Rolls-Royce beside them, thinking the big silly bear wasn’t very smart: “I had Uncle Gong put Little Pink in the trunk and drive it over.”

Jiang Qin held his breath: “That’s making it too complicated. The two of us could have just ridden together in the luxury car, circling a couple times in front of the hotel while I bid farewell to each of them, casually waving goodbye as we slowly drove off amid their shocked stares. Wouldn’t that have been better?”

“Then let’s go back one more time.”

“Hey, hey, hey, don’t go back. Doing it again would be too deliberate.”

Jiang Qin interrupted her idea of turning around and continued: “Actually, I’m a grown man, it’s not like I’ll get lost. You don’t have to come pick me up. I’m afraid you’ll run out of battery halfway and start crying again out of fear.”

Feng Nanshu replied with a serious expression: “But if I don’t come pick you up on Little Pink, you’ll get snatched away by bad people.”

“What bad people?” Jiang Qin didn’t quite understand. Weren’t the people he met today all foolish but wealthy strategic partners?

“The one who invited you to ride in her car,” Feng Nanshu replied with a pouty face.

Jiang Qin paused for a moment, recalling that female boss with lofty ambitions. Her gaze and actions were indeed a bit enticing: “That’s a strategic partner of Zhihu, the owner of a cosmetics brand. Giving me a ride was just a favor. You’re not jealous, are you? Wanting to monopolize me all to yourself?”

A hint of silly confusion flashed in Feng Nanshu’s eyes: “Jealousy is a term used between lovers. Jiang Qin, I thought we were just good friends.”

Jiang Qin was a bit tongue-tied, unable to refute her words: “You took the words right out of my mouth. So what am I supposed to say?”

“You should say, ‘Little rich girl, come here and let me hug you.'” Feng Nanshu’s clever eyes sparkled.

Jiang Qin moved his arm that was wrapped around the little rich girl: “Isn’t holding you like this also a hug?”

“I want to be held in your arms, and nuzzle your ear.”

“You clingy little minx, always wanting hugs and ear nuzzles.”

Feng Nanshu let out a haughty hum, but her eyes were as delighted as a silly cat that got a fish snack, her pupils rippling with a light, nimble glow.

Jiang Qin didn’t say anything more, instead looking at the street scenes on both sides, seeing the flickering neon signs of shops that were still open, and feeling the warm night breeze caressing his face, giving him an incomparably refreshed feeling.

Just then, he suddenly heard music start playing, a lively melody quickly surrounding them.

I want to hold your hand and never let go

Can love forever remain pure without sorrow

I want to ride a bicycle with you, I want to watch baseball with you

To live carefree like this, singing together as we go

~

I want to hold your hand and never let go

Can love be simple without pain

You lean on my shoulder, falling asleep on my chest

A life like this, I love you and you love me

~

Jiang Qin hummed along for a couple lines, then suddenly felt puzzled, wondering where this song “Simple Love” was coming from.

If it was playing from a roadside shop, shouldn’t he only be able to hear a line or two as they passed by? But how come the sound was getting clearer and clearer?

Boss Jiang held Feng Nanshu’s slender waist tightly and turned his head to look back, seeing the Rolls-Royce behind them with its hazard lights flashing, windows down, and windshield wipers swaying left and right as the song floated out from inside the car.

Through the windshield, he saw Uncle Gong gripping the steering wheel while swaying side to side, a kind and gratified expression on his face.

I don’t feel the slightest bit guilty about my salary this month!

Jiang Qin: “…”

After a while, Feng Nanshu rode the scooter to Linchuan University, then tried to sneak into the maple forest while Jiang Qin wasn’t paying attention. Jiang Qin thought to himself, is this appropriate? Uncle Gong is still watching from behind.

But when he turned around, Uncle Gong had already left at some point, embodying pure grace and nobility. The little rich girl parked the scooter and looked at Jiang Qin with gentle eyes, her expression cool.

“What is it?”

Feng Nanshu pursed her red lips: “Jiang Qin, it’s time for you to hug me.”

The night was tranquil at this moment, the maple forest rustling from the evening breeze.

Although Jiang Qin didn’t want to admit it, he always felt like he was completely under Feng Nanshu’s thumb now. But this kind of control felt incredibly comfortable, making him not want to resist. He had the constant feeling of falling into a trap, but there was no evidence at all.

“Hiss…”

Right at this moment, Jiang Qin felt a sting on his neck as the little rich girl curled up in his arms secretly left a hickey.

It’s over, the little rich girl’s technique was really getting more and more skilled. It’s just that her scope of knowledge was a bit narrow and her information channels lacking. Otherwise, once she learned how to have children, their friendship would definitely produce that kind of wailing crystallization.

Do other people’s best friends all act like this? No matter what they learn, they want to try it out on their best friend, and get more and more addicted to it.

“Little rich girl, you’re being a bit unsportsmanlike, biting without any warning.”

Feng Nanshu puffed out her fair cheeks: “I’m a little minx who bites people.”

Jiang Qin looked at her devastatingly beautiful face and fluttering lashes, stunned for a long while. Then he threw up his hands in surrender: “Alright, you’re cute so you call the shots. Come on, bite your best friend to death then.”

Feng Nanshu lowered her head and smooched him again, then paused in a daze, glancing down in the direction under her skirt with a probing look in her eyes before smooching him once more, remaining silly for a long time after.

“What are you doing?” Jiang Qin’s gaze was filled with solemnity.

Feng Nanshu clenched her legs together and curled back into his arms: “I kind of want to call you ‘gege’.”

“Why the sudden whimper?”

“I don’t know, maybe it’s because you spoil me a bit.”

Jiang Qin reached out and stroked her hair: “That’s because you’re too well-behaved. Who could bear not to dote on you.”

Feng Nanshu was so delighted she couldn’t maintain her aloofness: “Jiang Qin, your words are sounding better and better. If you’ve got the skills, say some more.”

“Where did you learn this flirtatious talk from?”

“I don’t know either.”

Feng Nanshu couldn’t help yawning, then hugged his neck and nuzzled him a couple times, her body’s girlish fragrance making Jiang Qin unable to resist.

Although the little rich girl was 1.7 meters tall, apart from the places that should have meat, the rest of her was very well-proportioned. Holding her didn’t feel heavy at all, and her skin was as smooth as silk, soft, fragrant and a bit feverish.

…

After leaving the maple forest, it was already almost 10:30 pm. There were hardly any people on Academy Road, a clear sign that the dorm doors were about to be locked. Jiang Qin escorted the little rich girl to her building and locked up her bike at the entrance before hurriedly rushing back to his own dorm.

As soon as he entered, Ren Ziqiang was standing shirtless in the middle of the hallway, taking clothes out of his wardrobe one by one to try on different outfits, clearly preparing for tomorrow night’s outing. It seemed his relationship was progressing well.

Cao Guangyu was also busy on his side, his desk covered in paper strips of various colors that he folded into stars and placed into transparent glass tubes.

Ding Xue’s preliminary exams were coming up soon and she had been feeling anxious and on edge lately. Old Cao hoped to give her warmth and strength this way.

“The whole dorm reeks of the sour stench of love.”

Jiang Qin muttered a few words and placed a hand on Zhou Chao’s shoulder. “Chao, look at these prisoners of love, not an ounce of dignity, all turned into simps. In this entire dorm, only the two of us are still proper men.”

Zhou Chao looked up and was about to agree when he noticed the red lipstick mark on Jiang Qin’s neck. His eyes widened in surprise. “Bro Jiang, are you refusing to admit you’re dating Feng Nanshu because you don’t want to treat us to a meal?”

“?”

Jiang Qin turned to look at him. “What nonsense are you spouting?”

Rushed out an article at the airport, now boarding.