The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 232 - 0232: Not On the Same Frequency

Chapter 232: Chapter 0232: Not On the Same Frequency

The streets had just darkened.

After work, men and women, freshly primped, sweetly strolled out arm-in-arm to show off their love.

Long Fei’s bike had been towed away by a Rauss, so when he stepped out, he had initially planned to hail a cab to take Lin Yingying home.

Lin Yingying said she had eaten a bit too much and wanted to walk it off.

Long Fei then started to casually stroll down the streets with her.

But his strides were so large that Lin Yingying quickly fell behind.

Teetering on slender high heels, she could hardly keep up with him.

Feeling miffed, she called out from behind, "Hey!"

Long Fei turned around and raised an eyebrow, "What’s wrong?"

Lin Yingying swallowed her frustration and held out her arms, exasperated, "Do you see any couple walking like this?"

Long Fei looked around, puzzled, "If not walking this way, how else? Are we supposed to crawl back instead?"

"You..."

Lin Yingying had nothing to say to this blockhead.

She squatted down, sulking, "My feet hurt, I can’t walk anymore!"

Long Fei approached, squatted down to look at her, and said, "Then I’ll stop a car and drive you home, okay?"

"Can’t you say anything else?"

Lin Yingying was speechless. She had no idea how Wang Xiaoya managed to be with him.

This log of a man, utterly unromantic.

"Something else?"

Long Fei touched his head, as if finally understanding, "There’s a bike-sharing service up ahead, shall I bike you back home?"

"Can’t you just give someone a piggyback ride?"

Lin Yingying blurted out her irritation. Waiting for him to catch on would be like waiting for a miracle.

"Oh, that way!"

Long Fei chuckled dryly, thinking to himself: You should have said so sooner!

He turned around, patted his back and said, "Come on up!"

Lin Yingying pouted and leaned forward onto his back. What should have been a romantic gesture felt more like she was issuing a command.

Long Fei’s back was broad and sturdy.

Lin Yingying wrapped her arms around his neck from the front and was hoisted up as he stood.

They were strangers yet familiar to each other, not their first encounter, so Lin Yingying instinctively didn’t resist.

Her body relaxed after a while, pressing closely against Long Fei.

After walking a bit, Long Fei began to feel unnerved.

Blushing, he asked, "Director Lin, you don’t really plan to walk all the way back like this, do you?"

Lin Yingying, lying comfortingly on his back, replied, "Yep, are you tired? We could rest a bit before continuing!"

"Forget it, let’s just get home sooner!"

Long Fei swallowed hard. He walked three blocks carrying her on his back, all the way to the entrance of the residential complex.

Focusing his "essential qi" in his legs, his pace never slowed.

Once they arrived, he was still not out of breath, not a hint of sweat on his forehead.

The complex was named Rose Garden Villa, a development by Lin’s Group.

The security guards at the gate naturally recognized Lin Yingying. Upon seeing her, they hastily shouted into the guardhouse, "Look, isn’t that Director Lin?"

A bunch of security guards popped their heads out to look.

"Indeed it is!"

"Who’s that man?"

"My God, he’s actually carrying my goddess!"

"Don’t hold me back, I’m going to fight him!"

Long Fei gave them a glance, and they quickly retracted their heads obediently.

Seeing something through to the end, he carried Lin Yingying directly to her doorstep.

"Director Lin, we’re home!"

Long Fei called out, but there was no response.

Then a delicate snoring sound came, and when Long Fei turned around, damn it, this guy had actually fallen asleep.

He rummaged through the small bag, pulled out a bunch of keys, and tried them on the door.

The external doors opened, but the internal ones had both fingerprint and code locks.

Finding it too troublesome, Long Fei forced out a stream of Essential Qi and vibrated the spring lock core back into place.

With a bang, the door opened.

Carrying Lin Yingying inside, he thought if he were a thief, he could absolutely become an industry elite.

If you can’t even open a door, what the hell kind of magic are you practicing?

He placed Lin Yingying on the sofa, raised his arm, and stretched lazily.

She was sleeping soundly, not having rested the entire day.

Her little face was flushed, and her breath was fragrant like orchids.

"There’s a car available, but instead you choose to suffer!"

Long Fei muttered to himself, intending to leave.

But the villa was so empty, and he worried that Lin Yingying might get scared alone, so he sat down and kept her company for a while.

To talk about this CEO, she really was quite pitiable, living alone in such a big villa.

Being in jail wouldn’t be as painful; at least there’s someone to talk to.

He turned on the air conditioning and took a blanket to cover Lin Yingying. Seeing her still in shoes, he helped her take them off.

Earlier, she had mentioned that her feet were sore.

Long Fei looked and saw indeed there was a red mark on her ankle.

Women really suffer for beauty.

He held her ankle, forced out some Essential Qi, and massaged her, easing the bruising.

Lin Yingying raised her eyebrows in relief and slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was Long Fei holding her foot.

Her cheeks instantly reddened, thinking that Long Fei had this particular fetish, and felt awkward for a moment.

But it was quite comfortable, and she did not stop him.

After finishing with one, Long Fei raised the other foot and held it.

Lin Yingying cleared her throat, thinking this guy wasn’t done yet.

Only then did Long Fei turn around, and upon seeing she was awake, he didn’t panic but kept holding her hand, explaining, "After you’re done with work, soak your feet in hot water when you get back. Your blood seems a bit cold, which can lead to bruising."

Lin Yingying asked him, "Is that your reason for messing with my feet?"

"What do you mean ’messing’? I’m helping you relieve your bruising," Long Fei replied with a black line on his forehead.

"Really?"

Lin Yingying didn’t believe him and lifted her foot to check, "You even know how to massage?"

"This is way more advanced than a massage!"

Long Fei raised his hand and gestured towards her, "See? I was forcing Essential Qi from the meridian points in my palm, then transferring it through the pores in your skin to disperse the bruised blood."

"You make yourself sound like an Immortal."

Lin Yingying certainly didn’t believe him.

Long Fei felt dejected, not wanting to carry a reputation as a pervert.

In a rush, he grabbed Lin Yingying’s hand.

Lin Yingying shrank back in fear, "What are you trying to do?"

"Don’t move; I’ll let you feel it," Long Fei said.

He held onto her hand firmly.

"Aren’t you being a little too hasty? I haven’t even taken a shower yet. Also, I don’t have that little balloon you’re talking about, do I?" Lin Yingying asked in a panic.

"What?"

Long Fei looked at her and burst out laughing.

Great, her mind had gone off to who knows where again.