Chen Ying took hold of the girl and looked down at her. She was incredibly beautiful, but she didn't seem to be a student at the Media Institute. Having spent two years there, Chen Ying knew every student—even those kept by wealthy benefactors, he would have heard about them through casual gossip. A girl with such pure, stunning beauty would surely have been ranked among the campus belles, yet he had never seen her before. It followed, then, that she could not be a student at the Media Institute.
Holding the soft body of the girl in red, Chen Ying let out a lecherous chuckle as he weighed his options. Since she wasn't a student at the Media Institute and she was already dead drunk, he couldn't just leave her out on the street, could he? That left him no choice but to take her back to his place and decide what to do later.
After feigning a moment of deep thought, Chen Ying scooped up the girl in red with one arm, went back to retrieve his bicycle, and began the slow walk back to his small apartment.The place Chen Ying rented was the ground floor of an apartment building, complete with a small private courtyard. While the front half faced commercial shops, Chen Ying lived in the rear half, which consisted of just a single bedroom, a living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom—all facing south. The rent was fifteen hundred a month, which was nearly a third of what Chen Ying earned in a month. Yet, right next to the Media Institute, such a price was practically the cheapest you could find.
Parking his pancake cart in the small courtyard and covering it with a windproof tarp, Chen Ying scooped the girl in the red dress into his arms and carried her into the house.
Gently placing the girl onto his bed, which carried a faint smell of sweat, Chen Ying sat on the edge of the mattress and chuckled with a lewd grin. It wasn't that Chen Ying genuinely intended to do anything to this young beauty; rather, he simply found her extraordinarily adorable, exceptionally pretty, and blessed with top-tier skin.Her tender, youthful lips curved slightly upward, carrying a hint of spoiled playfulness and joy that made her indescribably cute. Her little nose was straight and high, and her eyelashes were long, making her as exquisite as a doll. Especially that classic oval face, paired with the flushed, rosy skin from intoxication, was nothing short of supreme temptation.
Chen Ying had to admit that, although he was used to seeing beauties at the Media Institute, he had never seen one quite this cute. With such a lovely and adorable face right before him, if he did not kiss her, Chen Ying would despise himself. Besides, this little beauty had been rescued by him, so a kiss was not going too far—he could just consider it her way of showing gratitude.With a wicked thought, Chen Ying slowly leaned in and cupped the soft, delicate face of the girl in red who was lying on the bed. For some reason, faced with such a beautiful girl, Chen Ying felt a sudden surge of nervousness. Usually, when he teased other girls and kissed them, he did so with a playful, lighthearted attitude. But for some reason, as he prepared to kiss this sleeping girl in red, his heart refused to remain calm.
"Damn it! What am I so nervous about? It’s just a kiss," he muttered to himself. Realizing his own unease, Chen Ying thoroughly despised himself for it. With that, he hesitated no longer and lowered his head toward her.
Just as his lips were about to touch the girl’s cheek, her bright, sparkling eyes suddenly snapped open.
"Ah! What are you doing, you pervert! Get away!" A panicked scream pierced the air. The girl had woken up at that exact moment. Seeing Chen Ying’s face so close to hers, she let out a startled cry, slammed a cheap buckwheat-hull pillow right onto his head, and shoved him away with all her might.
Sent sprawling to the floor, Chen Ying felt his nervousness vanish entirely, replaced by a flicker of annoyance. He sprang to his feet, strode over, and gripped the girl’s shoulders, causing her to shriek again.
"What are you doing? I just wanted to kiss you! And I’m going to do it, whether you like it or not!"
*Smack!*
A loud kiss echoed in the room as Chen Ying pressed his lips firmly against her cheek. The girl in red froze in place, stunned.
"My first kiss? My first kiss is gone?" she whispered dazedly, her eyes beginning to mist over. Seeing her reaction, Chen Ying felt a twinge of guilt. The way she kept repeating the words "first kiss" made him feel deeply unsettled.
"Hey, are you okay?" He reached out and waved a hand in front of her face.
"Get out! You filthy pervert! You actually forced yourself on me—you're a scumbag, shameless, despicable, disgusting!" Snapping back to reality, the girl in red leaped off the bed and, between shouting insults and pushing him, chased Chen Ying out of the room.
"Wait, wait! This is my house—my house!"
*Bang!*
Before he could even argue, Chen Ying was shoved out of the bedroom. Looking at the tightly shut door, he let out a helpless sigh. It looked like he was going to be sleeping on the sofa tonight.