Chapter 2726 Transmigrated to a Noble Academy as a Special Admission Student (06)

"welcome."

Sith walked over from the open bar on the side, a smile on his face as usual.

He sat down next to Lin Baiyu and Ling Yao, his gaze sweeping over the three standing people, his tone both light and imposing.

"The Knights' term is two months. During this time, remember to abide by the rules of the game, otherwise..."

Ling Yao took over the conversation at the right moment, resting his chin on one hand and swirling his wine glass in the other, looking at them with a smile, especially at Jin Chen, whose voice trailed off.

"Otherwise you're all doomed."

Ling Yao glanced at Jin Chen's hat again, and the more he looked at it, the more displeased he became. He put down his wine glass, stood up, walked a few steps to Jin Chen, and unreasonably, ripped the hat off his head and threw it on the board.

“You,” Ling Yao said, raising his chin and staring at Jin Chen with an arrogant look, “I’ll add one more rule: you’re not allowed to wear ugly clothes or ugly accessories anymore.”

Ling Yao looked critically at Jin Chen's unfashionable coat.

Jin Chen raised her eyes and looked at him, causing Ling Yao's heart to skip a beat for no apparent reason.

Ling Yao quickly replied, "The first rule of the Knights' Code is that you must obey my orders unconditionally."

Jin Chen met his gaze for two seconds, then subtly curved the corners of her lips upward. "Okay."

Seeing Ling Yao's special attention to Jin Chen, Mo Xiao couldn't help but feel a little resentful.

He stepped forward, a beaming smile on his face, and offered himself to Ling Yao, "Young Master Ling Yao, I have always admired you greatly. It would be a great honor for me to become your knight. I will definitely..."

Ling Yao happened to find Jin Chen's stubbornness boring, and when he saw Mo Xiao approaching, he pointed at Mo Xiao and raised his chin at Jin Chen, his eyes clearly showing provocation.

"See? He's much more obedient than you."

Jin Chen then slowly turned to Mo Xiao, tilted her head very slightly, and then looked back without responding to Ling Yao's words.

Okay, sure.

Kejinpi.

It has to be returned at night.

From the moment Eric entered, his attention was almost entirely focused on Sith.

He seized the last opportunity and explained something to Sith in a humble voice, adopting an extremely low posture, full of flattery and fear, almost kneeling down on the spot to pledge his loyalty.

Lin Baiyu sat alone at the other end of the sofa, seemingly unconcerned that no one was around him.

But his gaze kept drifting to Jin Chen's back, and his mind kept replaying what Jin Chen had said in the fighting room that day.

Lin Baiyu picked up his wine glass, took a sip, then picked up the decanter and poured himself another half glass of red wine.

Ling Yao seemed to have found new amusement in Mo Xiao's overly obsequious attitude.

He glanced at Jin Chen, then deliberately picked up the glass that was still half full, and in front of Jin Chen, with a flick of his wrist, spilled the crimson wine all over the floor.

Ling Yao shoved the empty glass into Jin Chen's hand without a word and ordered, "Pour another glass."

Ling Yao sat back down on the sofa, looking relaxed and composed.

Jin Chen took the cup, turned around, and walked to the tea table in the corner of the living room. He skillfully opened a bottle of red wine of the same brand as the one Ling Yao had just drunk and poured an appropriate amount.

Jin Chen walked back and had just reached out to hand the wine glass to Ling Yao when Ling Yao suddenly raised his hand to block it, trying to spill the wine on Jin Chen's uniform.

However, Jin Chen seemed to have anticipated this, and with a nimble movement, he dodged Ling Yao's block.

On the contrary, Ling Yao used too much force, and the back of his hand hit the side of the cup.

wow-

Most of the glass of red wine was poured out, splashing onto Ling Yao's shirt collar and front.

The dark blue silk shirt was instantly stained with large patches of dark red, and the sticky wine liquid slid down the collarbone.

“Oh…” Sith stared at it with great interest, completely ignoring Eric.

"Jin Chen!"

Ling Yao reached out and shoved Jin Chen's shoulder hard, his anger filled with disbelief. "You actually dared to dodge!"

Jin Chen looked at Ling Yao's collarbone skin, which was wet with wine.

Because Ling Yao was sitting up, from this angle, Jin Chen could even clearly see the faint glint of the pink beaded tongue stud as he spoke angrily.

Jin Chen's eyes darkened for a moment. He raised his hand, and his well-defined knuckles gently lifted Ling Yao's chin, forcing him to tilt his head back.

Ling Yao was taken aback, then frowned and glared at him with even more anger, his mouth half-open.

"what are you doing!"

Jin Chen's voice unexpectedly softened, becoming a low, almost soothing tone.

"It's very dirty, let me clean it for you."

The sticky sensation on his neck and collarbone was indeed unbearable for Ling Yao, who had a slight obsession with cleanliness.

His struggling movements stopped abruptly, and he urged impatiently, "Hurry up!"

Jin Chen took out a clean handkerchief and slowly wiped the wine stains off Ling Yao's neck and collarbone. Her fingertips, through the thin handkerchief, occasionally and inevitably touched the warm skin.

He stood there, looking down at Ling Yao.

Ling Yao was forced to look up and saw Jin Chen's lowered eyelashes. The restrained posture and the strange aura on Jin Chen made him feel strangely uneasy.

He barely managed to endure it, but in a fit of anger, the toe of his red-soled leather shoe stomped hard on Jin Chen's sneakers.

Ling Yao glanced at Jin Chen sideways, threateningly saying, "If you dare to dodge again, I'll shove the bottle in your mouth!"

Jin Chen seemed oblivious to the force applied to his foot, and gave a faint laugh as a response.

He wiped away the last bit of wine stain, and casually placed the handkerchief, still smelling of red wine, on the coffee table.

Ling Yao leaned back into the sofa, creating distance between himself and Jin Chen.

Ling Yao raised his hand and touched the skin on his neck that had just been wiped. He felt a strange sensation lingering on it, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason, making him a little irritated.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +4, totaling 9! 】

Lin Baiyu, who was watching from the sidelines, put down his wine glass and stood up.

He looked at Jin Chen, his tone as cold as ever, "Jin Chen, play one more match with me."

Ling Yao was already annoyed when he heard this. He glanced in Lin Baiyu's direction, pursed his lips, and said, "Baiyu, I haven't finished teaching him a lesson yet. Find someone else."

Lin Baiyu's gaze swept over Mo Xiao and Eric, stating the facts, "These two won't last half a minute in my hands."

Mo Xiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something to show off, but thinking of Lin Baiyu's terrifying fighting ability and cold-blooded style, he immediately swallowed his words.

He didn't want to be chosen by the president to be a punching bag, and he was also eager for this annoying special admission student who had attracted Young Master Ling's attention to leave as soon as possible.

Ling Yao glanced at Jin Chen, thinking to himself, "That pervert was just now..."

Now they would definitely choose to stay and continue serving.

He raised his chin at Jin Chen, casually bestowing a handout, "It's your decision."

Jin Chen turned around and faced Lin Baiyu. "Let's go."

Ling Yao: "?"

He watched Jin Chen and Lin Baiyu walk towards the second-floor fighting room and felt a strange and inexplicable irritation.

just like……

The toy he set his sights on, which he thought he would hold onto tightly, was easily distracted by someone else.

Damn it, when has he ever been treated like this?

Ling Yao grew increasingly dissatisfied.

Seeing this, Mo Xiao seized the opportunity and moved closer to Ling Yao, "Young Master Ling, please don't be angry. I can serve you too, I..."

Ling Yao was very annoyed. He glanced at him and interrupted him rudely, "Are you standing like this so I have to look up at you?"

Mo Xiao: "..."

Isn't this the spot where Jin Chen was standing just now?

His face turned pale, and he immediately realized what was happening. He knelt down on one knee on the carpet next to the sofa, raised his head, and adopted a humble posture.

Looking at him like this, Ling Yao felt even more bored.

"Hands out."

Mo Xiao obediently listened to him.

Ling Yao picked up the glass of red wine on the table next to him and poured it all into Mo Xiao's hand.

Wine dripped through his fingers, staining the expensive carpet red.

The icy liquor made Mo Xiao shiver, but he dared not pull his hand away.

"boring."

Ling Yao uttered those two words, stood up, smashed the wine glass at Mo Xiao's feet, and left the living room without looking back.