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Chapter 411 - 246: He Kissed Me_2

Chapter 411: Chapter 246: He Kissed Me_2

"You got it wrong again."

"Wrong again?"

Nie Feng smiled, "The woman who can truly stand by Chen Cheng’s side is not the famous Beijing Opera star Meng Wanning."

"Then who is it?"

"The madam of Wanbao Hall."

Nie Feng offered his answer, "I mentioned during the meal that I visited the store a few times. Although I didn’t get to eat, I always heard the servers call her ’E’er Jie’."

Cao Yue raised his eyebrows, "Seems like my junior brother really has some skills."

He took out a cigarette, lit it up, "But no matter what, since he provided convenience for me, he’s a friend worth making."

"I’ll find an opportunity to check out Wanbao Hall after I get back."

Nie Feng spoke, "We need to establish a comprehensive connection with him."

"Then I’ll leave that to you." Cao Yue adjusted Nie Feng’s coat, "It’s just you in Beijing, and you’re also helping me with the connections..."

"We’re family," Nie Feng cut him off, taking the initiative to link arms with her husband, "Your matters are my matters."

"Okay."

Cao Yue patted her hand, "Let’s head back to the room, you must be tired too."

"How long do you intend to stay this time?"

"I’ll stay for three days, then I won’t come over after that. I’ll wait for you to come home for the New Year."

"Alright."

...

...

Achoo~

Achoo!

"Master, are you catching a cold?"

As soon as they returned to the hotel, Chen Cheng sneezed twice in quick succession.

"I don’t think so."

Meng Wanning stood on tiptoe, reaching out to touch Chen Cheng’s forehead, "Huh, it’s not hot."

Chen Cheng took her small hand into his, "Then maybe someone is missing me?"

"Aren’t I right here?"

"So you’re not missing me?"

Meng Wanning playfully pulled her hand away, "I won’t tell you."

The two exited the elevator and arrived at their respective rooms.

Chen Cheng mentioned the next day’s schedule, "I have to go to the county early tomorrow, you don’t need to come with me, just get some good sleep."

"I’ll come back after I finish."

Meng Wanning nodded slightly, "Okay, I’ll listen to you, Master."

"Is that the plan then?" Chen Cheng took out his room key.

"That... um..."

"What’s wrong?"

Meng Wanning pursed her lips, "Can I sit inside for a bit?"

"Of course you can."

They entered the room, and Chen Cheng’s suitcase was open on the floor, clothes laid out haphazardly.

"Make yourself comfortable, I’ll get you a bottle of water," Chen Cheng called out.

Meng Wanning walked over to the suitcase and started tidying up for Chen Cheng.

"No need to fuss over it."

Chen Cheng turned around and saw this scene, his heart sweeter than honey.

"These are all expensive items, they’ll get creased, and you won’t be comfortable wearing them," said Meng Wanning without turning back.

Chen Cheng moved beside her, intent on crouching down, but soon realized his legs were sore from climbing the mountain today.

So, he just sat down on the floor and said with a smile, "Wan Wan."

"Hmm?"

"There is room service, actually," Chen Cheng said, "They’ll iron the clothes."

"I... I was just helping you tidy a bit..."

Chen Cheng leaned his body against her thin frame, resting his head on Meng Wanning’s shoulder, "I know you always think about me, I understand."

"But you’re tired today too, right?"

Meng Wanning smiled lightly, "Master, I think you’re the tired one?"

"Hey, look at my temper?"

Chen Cheng sat up straight, intending to stand, but then exaggeratedly groaned, clutching his knee, "Looks like I’m really old now, my legs are aching just from climbing a mountain."

Meng Wanning hurriedly put down the clothes in her hand, "Master, what’s wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Chen Cheng pulled her into his embrace, and they sat together on the carpet.

Chen Cheng whispered in her ear, "I was quite uncomfortable just now, but everything feels better the moment I’m holding Wan Wan."

"You always tease me," Meng Wanning leaned into Chen Cheng’s arms, playing with the corner of her dress, "Now you’ve finally held me."

"If I knew it’d be this comforting, I should have held you this afternoon," Chen Cheng joked.

Meng Wanning turned around, and reaching out to support Chen Cheng’s face, she then withdrew her hand as if she had been shocked.

"What’s the matter?"

"Somehow... it’s prickly..."

Chen Cheng touched his own stubble, "It is a bit."

He continued, "I need to clean it up tomorrow."

Looking at the stubble on Chen Cheng’s chin, Meng Wanning’s eyes flashed with a touch of tenderness, "Let me shave it for you, my lord."

"Do you know how?" Chen Cheng asked with some surprise.

"Isn’t it the same principle as plucking eyebrows?"

"Come here."

They went to the bathroom, where Chen Cheng took out his shaving cream and razor.

Meng Wanning squeezed out some foam and evenly applied it to his chin.

"Lower your head a bit, my lord."

Chen Cheng crouched down, and Meng Wanning held the razor, gently scraping Chen Cheng’s stubble.

Chen Cheng looked at Meng Wanning, who was up close; her eyelashes were long and curled, like two small fans fluttering slightly, casting faint shadows on her face.

Her breath was light and even, carrying a hint of the evening’s juice, a pineapple scent.

And Chen Cheng’s hot breath brushed against Meng Wanning’s tender hand, mixed with a faint smell of alcohol, accelerating the heartbeat of this young girl.

"Wan Wan, you’re really beautiful."

"My lord, stop it, I... I’m shaving you right now."

Chen Cheng grabbed her hand, his eyes blazing as he looked at her.

"Can I hug you again?"

"Um..."

The close distance let him clearly feel the faint fragrance emanating from Meng Wanning; a unique scent mixed with a girl’s bodily fragrance and the faint smell of cosmetics.

"My lord... I’m not done shaving yet." Meng Wanning murmured in Chen Cheng’s embrace.

Chen Cheng then let go, "You smell really good."

With a giggle, Meng Wanning lifted her head again and cautiously continued to shave Chen Cheng’s beard.

Once his chin was smooth again, Chen Cheng touched it, "Let’s try again."

"Don’t~" Meng Wanning packed up the counter, saying shyly.

"Aren’t you going to check your work?"

With a blush, Meng Wanning gently pushed Chen Cheng away, "My lord, stop teasing."

She finished tidying up and turned to leave the bathroom.

But Chen Cheng grabbed her hand, pulling her back to him and said with a smile, "Wan Wan, you look so cute when you’re shy."

Meng Wanning’s face turned even redder; she looked down, not daring to meet Chen Cheng’s eyes.

Chen Cheng gently lifted her chin to make her look at him.

Meng Wanning’s heartbeat suddenly quickened; she didn’t dare look into those affectionate eyes and slowly closed her eyes.

"My lord, if you want to..."

Chen Cheng looked at those delicate red lips and swallowed.

But he only planted a light kiss on Meng Wanning’s fair forehead.

"Thank you," Chen Cheng said tenderly.

Meng Wanning opened her eyes to see Chen Cheng’s handsome face up close, feeling an inexplicable touch of emotion.

She knew Chen Cheng was showing her respect and love.

She freed her hands once more, cradling Chen Cheng’s face.

This time, the stubble was no longer prickly; his chin was smooth.

"I’m going back to my room now."

"Go, have a good rest."

Chen Cheng released his hand.

He escorted Meng Wanning to the door, but unexpectedly, just as the door opened, Meng Wanning tiptoed and planted a gentle kiss on Chen Cheng’s cheek.

Then, before Chen Cheng could react, she dashed off like a startled little deer towards the opposite door.

Chen Cheng watched her fumble with the door, a smile curving his lips.

He just stood there quietly, watching her retreat.

The door swiped open.

As soon as Meng Wanning turned around, she saw him, within five steps, staring straight at her.

Thinking about how Chen Cheng had seen her embarrassing moment made her hand slip, and the room card dropped to the floor.

Chen Cheng walked over, bent down to pick up the room card, and handed it to her, "You’ll be in the dark without the card."

Meng Wanning stuttered, her eyes darting around.

"Goodnight, Wan Wan."

"Good..."

Before she could finish speaking, Meng Wanning felt a gentle touch on her lips.

Although it was just a second, it was enough to keep her awake all night.

Chen Cheng ruffled her hair, stuffed the room card into her hand, and then went back into his room and closed the door.

Meng Wanning also hurriedly closed her door in a panic.

She leaned against the door, one hand clutching her chest, the other gripping the room card tightly, her heart feeling as if it would leap out.

"He... he kissed me..."

Then she couldn’t help but think, "Was that my first kiss..."