Chapter 63: Little Devil, Does It Hurt?

  And so, a warm and cozy lunch came to an end amidst the laughter of the three people.

  Time flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it's time for Song Meihuan to leave. For Song Meihuan, in Zhenzhou City, the people who are truly close to her are only Qin Wanshu and Luolin.

  The airport's broadcast echoes in my ears, the waiting room is crowded with people coming and going, travelers are either laughing and chatting, or lonely and silent, or... filled with thoughts of parting.

  Although the time spent with Song Meiyan was short, Lorraine had established a deep bond of friendship with her. No matter what Lorraine thought, Song Meiyan could never forget that when she was beaten to the point of dizziness and on the verge of collapse, at that moment, a dazzling light burst into the darkness.

  In the light, a slender and young figure stood, yet gave off an aura of stability like a great mountain. In a daze, Song Meihuan felt as if he was a dark angel fallen from heaven to the mortal world, with a mission to save her. He had a bit of badness in him, a bit of overbearingness, and sometimes even coldness towards himself. But none of this could stop her, every night in her dreams, she would gaze up at his tall figure again and again.

  She sometimes feels that Lorrain is like a poison, wanting to quit but can't. Song Meiyuan is a person who dares to love and hate, if she likes someone, she may not say it out loud, but she will definitely go all out to like the person boldly, even if the final result is an unrequited love that ends in nothing.

  She was originally relieved, and even a little lucky. Because she was going to leave, and the time spent with this little stinker wasn't long, maybe after parting ways, they would forget each other. He was too young, and there was an age gap between them, not to mention that Qin Wanshu was by his side, she was very clear about the feelings Qin Wanshu had for Lorrain in her heart. And most importantly, it was her family background.

  This time back, Song Mei Yuan had a premonition that she would never be free again. From work to marriage, everything was arranged by her family. Perhaps with just one blink of an eye, this life would pass like this.

  Perhaps Lorraine was just a figure in her later life, an indelible shadow that could never be erased from her dreams. That's all.

  At first, she thought she would be calm in the face of this hasty reunion and hasty farewell, but when she saw Lorraine and Qin Yuanshu standing shoulder to shoulder looking at her, as if this separation would immediately lead to a lifetime of estrangement. This made her heart filled with all sorts of bitter emotions, choking in her throat.

  At this moment, Song Meiyan admitted that she was a selfish person. At least when facing her true feelings, she was a selfish person. She wished so much that the only one to see her off at the airport would be Lorin alone. Perhaps in that way, she could have a deep and emotional embrace with him, at least allowing her to remember this eternal moment, even if it were just for a second.

  No matter how bad a man is, he has his own heroic complex; no matter how perfect a woman is, she also has that little bit of wicked thoughts.

  Just like now, Song Meiyuan was momentarily distracted and suddenly exclaimed: "Oh no, Yuanshuo, I didn't bring my bread! What if I get a stomachache on the plane?"

  "Goodness gracious, Mei Yuan, how could you be so careless? You forgot something this important?"

  Lorraine overheard the conversation between the two women and couldn't help but scratch her head in surprise: "Bread? Won't not eating it give you a stomachache? Is that important?"

  Song Meiyan and Qin Wanshu said in unison with their faces flushing bright red: "It's very important!"

  "Uh..."

  Lorin wiped the sweat from his face, although he didn't know why the two beauties reacted so strongly, but still waved his hand: "Okay, I'll go buy some back, very quickly." He said, and was about to turn around to go buy.

  She didn't want to, but was held back by Qin Ayi beside her. She saw that Qin Ayi's face was red and she looked a bit embarrassed as she said: "Eh, Little Lin... this bread isn't the kind of bread you think it is... wait here for a moment, I'll go help Meihuan buy some back!" As she spoke, she quickly turned around and left with her plump buttocks swaying.

  Lorinna scratched her head in confusion, really not understanding what they meant by "bread".

  It's not his fault, some girls have special names for private things that he wouldn't know about. Even Lorin, who has lived two lifetimes, hasn't had a successful romance. In his past life, he was rebellious in the first half and struggled in the second half. Now that he's been reborn, Lorin is still not attached to anyone, after all, he has important responsibilities now and can't put his focus on emotions.

  So, his understanding of women only stops at the surface and suitable mental speculation, as for the private conversations between girls, he is a complete outsider.

  After Qin Wanshu left, for some unknown reason, Lorraine and Song Meiyuan fell silent.

  Lorin was initially entangled in the "bread" issue, when he noticed that the atmosphere had become slightly subtle at this time. He found that Song Meiyan's pretty little face had become somewhat flushed, to be exact, it was somewhat crimson, and as Lorin gazed at her, it became redder and redder, almost red to the roots of her ears. Even with a somewhat shy appearance, her eyes dodged and darted, not daring to look directly at herself.

  Lorraine was taken aback, blinked her eyes, what's going on? Was I wrong? That female bandit Song Xiaoyu, actually had such a little woman's demeanor?

  Not to mention, this little Song girl is shy and reserved, but she really has a unique charm.

  "Song Xiaoni, aren't you being too shy? It's time to go, if you're reluctant, I'll say it for you, don't be shy. At worst, your little brother Lin will come to Yanjing to play with you without any trouble. First, let's agree that you have to treat me to food and lodging." Luolin was trying to find a topic of conversation, and since Qin Ayi wasn't around, he simply brought out his humorous teasing skills.

  I thought Song Xiaoyu would retort with her usual sharp tongue, but instead she hesitated for half a day, her eyes fluttering like a spring breeze, bewildering and elusive. The moisture in her eyes made Luolin, who was used to seeing Song Xiaoyu's bold and uninhibited side, wide-eyed with surprise.

  "You... said you would come to Yanjing to find me... is that true?" As she spoke, Song Meiyan revealed an expectant gaze, with a hint of longing in her eyes.

  Lorraine was shocked by Song Meiyuan's reaction and stuttered, "Oh... yeah... it's, it's true."

  "You can't fool me..."

  "I won't deceive you." Luolin quickly adjusted his state, and with a smile, he said, "I, Luolin, always keep my promises. If I say I'll do something, I'll definitely do it."

  "Hmm..." Song Meiyan surprisingly nodded obediently, thought for a long time, and then seemed to muster up the courage to say, "I'm leaving, will you miss me?"

  "Of course I will!" Lorin replied without hesitation, "If there's suddenly one less beautiful woman to bicker with in my life, I'm afraid I won't even be able to eat comfortably."

  "Pfft--" Suddenly, Song Meiyan covered her mouth and burst out laughing, unsure if it was an illusion or not. Her eyes, curved like a crescent moon when she smiled, seemed to sparkle with a hint of tears, filled with the flavor of happiness.

  "You little rascal, don't all you men like gentle and virtuous girls? Why do you think of me when I'm always quarreling with you? You have a beautiful and gentle woman by your side who can cook and do laundry for you, take care of you when you're sick... how could you possibly think of me? I'm useless, I couldn't even make a decent meal for you before I left..." Song Meiyan's face smiled, but her tone seemed somewhat melancholic.

  Lorraine seemed to be really confused by Song Meiyan's sudden change in tone and expression, scratching the back of her head: "I'm saying, Auntie Song, what's wrong with you today, I feel..."

  "Call me Mei Yuan." Song Mei Yuan suddenly said with a somewhat serious expression.

  "Oh, I said Mei Wei... uh, hmm—"

  Before Lorraine finished speaking, a beautiful woman with a slender figure, full development, delicate skin and tender flesh, exuding a faint fragrance, suddenly pounced on him, her white and smooth arms tightly hooked around his neck.

  In an instant, as if a spark had been lit, Lorin felt the soft, fragrant lips pressed tightly against his own, and in that moment, he was electrified. He felt a small, slippery tongue teasingly prying open his unsuspecting, tightly closed teeth, entwining itself with his own tongue in a gentle yet playful manner. The saliva in his mouth flowed slowly, accompanied by a fragrant scent, moistening Lorin's suddenly parched throat. It was as if the tender, lingering sensation was taunting and teasing him, plucking at the strings of his heart.

  Luo Lin, a seven-foot-tall man, was actually being suppressed by a little girl. What kind of logic is this? Unfortunately, Luo Lin's breathing was not smooth at the moment, and he could clearly feel that two soft and plump little white rabbits were tightly attached to him, desperately squeezing his chest, almost making him breathless.

  Lorraine opened her eyes to find Song Meiyan with her eyes tightly closed, a look of being deeply entranced and unable to extricate herself. Her pink cheeks were flushed with red clouds, and even her ears were filled with the swelling sensation, as if they were bleeding. She clearly felt Song Meiyan's soft lips frantically sucking and licking her tongue, as if she wanted to suck everything out of her in an instant.

  Just as Lorraine was about to get used to this fascinating back-and-forth feeling, suddenly, a sharp pain came from his tongue being bitten by his teeth, making him exclaim "ouch" and frown in pain.

  Song Meiyan finally let go of him, panting slightly hastily, looking into Lorin's eyes, with a lingering and endless spring-like affection, although her face was still flushed, but she suddenly regained her "original appearance", proudly raising the high twin peaks that had just been pressed down on Lorin, chuckling: "Hmph, little devil, hurt? If you dare not fulfill your promise to come to Yanjing to find me, next time I'll bite off your tongue!"