Chapter 88: Shalan

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Le’er returned to the inn with a heavy heart; it was only around eight o’clock. Luo Yinxian’s door was closed. He knocked, but there was no response at first, so he knocked harder. Finally, he heard someone shifting on the bed.

“Le’er, is that you?”

“Damn it, open the door.”

Le’er’s tone was somewhat low and displeased. Luo Yinxian had gone to bed shortly after Le’er left and was awakened by the knocking. She quickly opened the door. Le’er entered, and Yinxian slammed the door shut behind him. Seeing Le’er’s furrowed brow and silence upon returning, she casually lay down on the bed, resting her head on her hands, eyes fixed on the ceiling.

Luo Yinxian obediently nestled beside Le’er, resting her head on his chest, arms wrapped around him.

“Le’er, what’s wrong? Were you mistreated?” Unable to bear seeing Le’er unhappy, she said, “That damn Feng Laoshi, after all the kindness you’ve shown him, still lets you suffer. Next time I see him, I’ll give him a good scolding.”

Le’er couldn’t help but smile bitterly at her words. Not just Feng Shuya, even in front of the county party secretary, for him, she would dare to scold anyone. If Heaven itself allowed him to suffer, she might even dare to poke an eye out of Heaven.

“Don’t overthink it, I wasn’t mistreated. They treat me well.”

“You’re not lying to me?” Seeing a hint of a smile at the corner of his eyes, Luo Yinxian’s heart lifted. She took the opportunity to kiss him lightly on the lips. “Then why are you unhappy? You scared me.”

“I’m not unhappy at all. You’re just guessing wildly.”

Le’er embraced her and kissed her passionately. Luo Yinxian became even wilder, entwining herself around him. As she kissed, her hand slipped down to unbutton his trousers, slipping inside his underwear. When her small hand touched his towering pillar, her body trembled, and a wave of heat surged to her core. A seductive moan softly escaped her lips. Le’er felt the same; her touch turned his member to a red-hot steel rod.

Without hesitation, his hands slipped under her clothes, grasping her full breasts, gently caressing them. The room’s temperature rose instantly. Dry wood thrown into a blazing fire, flames shooting skyward.

After their wild passion, Luo Yinxian melted into a puddle of softness, her eyes alluringly gazing at him but her body unable to move an inch.

“Have you eaten?”

Le’er asked with concern. She shook her head, breathing lightly.

“I’m hungry too. Let’s rest a while, then go eat.”

“Didn’t Teacher Feng feed you enough?”

Le’er shook his head silently. After a short rest, they dressed and went downstairs. There was a restaurant just outside, bustling with activity.

The next morning, before eight o’clock, Feng Shuya called, asking him to come to her house. She wanted to take him to meet Secretary Luo. He had originally planned to accompany Luo Yinxian to the hospital.

“Le’er, is something wrong?”

Le’er nodded.

“The county party’s Secretary Luo has an important matter for me.”

“Then go ahead. I can go to the hospital alone,” Luo Yinxian said, though she wanted Le’er to accompany her. Hearing it was important, she forced a smile. “A young man like you going to the hospital’s gynecology departmentI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.