After lunch, the two realized there weren't any more interesting sights to see, and they had to go back to school the next day.
Walking down the sixth-floor corridor, Han Shilan clung to Yang Feng's side.
Yang Feng looked at her walking posture, a wicked smile appearing on his lips, and said:
"Does it still hurt? Has it almost fully recovered?"
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Chapter 83 A New Day
"It's much better now, but walking still feels a little awkward."
Han Shilan took Yang Feng's thin arms in her hands, nodded, and replied innocently.
"Oh, really?"
Yang Feng raised an eyebrow, pushed Han Shilan against the wall with his backhand, and leaned against the wall with a thud, looking down at Han Shilan who was still in shock.
"Hey, what are you doing? Ugh..."
As an Aries, Yang Feng couldn't hide his inner passion. He pressed one hand against the wall and the other against Han Shilan's head, giving her a sudden and forceful kiss.
Several male students passed by, secretly glancing over and whispering amongst themselves.
Han Shilan noticed someone passing by in the corridor, forcefully pushed Yang Feng away, panting heavily, drool still glistening at the corner of her mouth. She gave Yang Feng a playful glare and said:
"You're such a pervert! Honestly, you should have done it in your room. Now that some classmates have seen you, it's so embarrassing."
"Okay, let's go to the room and flirt with those hooligans again."
Yang Feng chuckled, not caring about what others thought. He put his arm around Han Shilan's slender waist and walked into the room.
Before even entering the room, Yang Feng forcefully kissed Han Shilan's cherry lips with his red lips, then closed the door behind him, picked her up in a princess carry, and gently placed her on the bed.
"Yang Feng~ Please be gentle, I'm afraid of pain."
Han Shilan's beautiful eyes revealed deep affection as she parted her lips slightly.
Hearing this, Yang Feng didn't wait any longer. He took off his clothes and began a passionate lovemaking session, moving from the bed to the table and then to the bathroom, leaving traces of love everywhere.
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Time always flies, and in the blink of an eye, it was evening. Han Shilan leaned her tired body against Yang Feng's chest, her beautiful eyes watching the variety show playing on the TV in front of her.
Suddenly, a shout came from outside the window. Yang Feng and Han Shilan looked at each other. Yang Feng got up from the bed and went to the window. He saw a woman walking step by step towards the deep sea on the beach in the distance.
"Is she contemplating suicide because she can't think straight?"
Yang Feng muttered to himself, uninterested in any of this. He narrowed his eyes and realized that the girl seemed to be the girlfriend of the guy who played the piano in the restaurant downstairs.
"Honey... what's happening down there?"
Han Shilan spoke somewhat shyly.
After all, Yang Feng had just told her to call him "husband" from now on, but she was too shy for a moment because in her mind, calling someone "husband" should only be done after marriage.
"It's nothing, someone just couldn't think straight and wanted to commit suicide."
Yang Feng drew the curtains, walked back to the bed, and embraced the soft Han Shilan in his arms, whispering something.
"Huh? This is nothing? Someone even tried to commit suicide. You're making it sound like human life is worthless."
Han Shilan was speechless, resting her little head on his shoulder, and then continued:
“I had a dream last night that you killed someone and then the police arrested you. I cried a lot during that dream.”
Yang Feng coughed lightly, feeling a warm glow in his heart. He hugged the soft Han Shilan tighter and murmured:
"Don't worry, the police won't come to arrest me, hehe."
"That's true, you haven't done anything bad, except bullying me, humph!"
Han Shilan gently pressed Yang Feng's nose with her little finger and smiled happily.
Time always ticks by, and after dinner, the two fell asleep in each other's arms.
Before dawn, the oppression in Yang Feng's heart woke him up. Looking at Han Shilan sleeping in his arms like an adorable kitten, a sense of happiness welled up inside him.
He quietly got out of bed, covered her with the blanket, and walked to the window. The sky was getting dark, and his deep eyes gazed outside. Below the hotel, several staff members were carrying the groceries they had bought for the day.
Many people get up to work before dawn.
Yang Feng felt somewhat irritated. He had already taken Han Shilan, so he had to take responsibility for her to the end. Her family background was illustrious, while he was born into humble circumstances—the difference between them was like heaven and earth.
He can't work in a coffee shop forever, and even if he could, he couldn't give her a good life. Even if she was willing to suffer with him, would he be able to bear it?
This world is not only about the size of your fists, but also about having superior talent.