Chapter 2745 Transmigrated to a Noble Academy as a Special Admission Student (29)

The night is getting darker.

In the rented room, the light from the screen illuminated Jin Chen's face.

【Very good, very good, just like that!】

Ling Gun Gun lay on the pillow and swayed back and forth, making Dou Dou's eyes dizzy.

[Host, I feel I need twenty bowls of chicken leg rice, or ten basins of gems, to soothe my weary soul.]

Jin Chen casually grabbed a handful of gems and gave them to it, flicked its forehead, and said with amusement, "[Spare the chicken.]"

Zero, with its imposing presence, swallowed the gem whole. [I'll let you off the hook for now, sorry chicken, you're just too delicious.]

Jin Chen threw it back into his spatial storage.

Jin Chen glanced at the time, picked up his personal terminal, and realized that he had turned it off at some point.

When I opened it again, a series of unread communication requests and voice messages popped up, all from Ling Yao.

Jin Chen hissed, leaned back into the somewhat old sofa, and opened the messages.

The first one had a slightly smug and expectant tone:

"I had someone bring everything we photographed today back to the villa! That... bra,"

Ling Yao seemed a little embarrassed, but quickly raised his voice again, "...It's not that I can't consider it at all, but! It has to be designed and worn by you personally! Humph, this young master is not so easily fooled."

It also included two humming sounds at the end.

The subsequent comments, perhaps reflecting dissatisfaction as darkness fell and he failed to appear, revealed a growing discontent in the tone.

"Jin Chen! You're my personal knight! Where have you been? Come here right now and have dinner with me! Immediately!"

As the night deepened, and unable to locate Jin Chen through the academy system, his frustration became increasingly apparent:

"Why aren't you in the college dormitory? You're not answering your phone... Aren't you coming over tonight?" Ling Yao's voice lowered.

Jin Chen patiently listened to all the messages, then hugged the plush bear beside him, ran his fingers through its fur, and made a video call request.

Ling Yao answered immediately.

A virtual projection unfolded in the living room, showing the scene on Ling Yao's side.

Ling Yao leaned against the soft pillows, his usually bright eyes now revealing a deep-seated grievance that he couldn't quite hide. He stared straight at Jin Chen on the screen, his accusation palpable even through the screen.

"Where did you go? Why didn't you tell me?"

They were clearly trying to interrogate him, but they sounded wronged no matter how you listened to it.

Jin Chen looked at his flustered appearance and said calmly, "Sorry, I'm in my rented apartment. I have some things to prepare for tomorrow."

"Besides, didn't I mention that to you after the auction?"

"...When?" Ling Yao frowned as he recalled.

"In the corridor." Jin Chen said helplessly, seeing through his guilty conscience at a glance, and teased, "Looks like you didn't listen."

Ling Yao: "..."

His ears turned slightly red, and he argued, "Who told you to kiss me so fiercely... My lips still hurt a little..."

This accusation didn't sound like a complaint, but rather like a childish tantrum.

He knelt on the quilt, saw the plush bear Jin Chen was holding, and pouted, "Touch me, hurry up."

Not long ago, he was trying every means to get the plush bear back, but now he felt that it wasn't so bad to leave it in Jinchen's care.

I'm even... a little jealous of that bear, being able to be hugged like that by him.

Jin Chen readily complied, gently stroking the teddy bear's head with his fingertips, his movements tender, his deep voice coming through the device.

"It's late, lie down and go to sleep."

Ling Yao didn't really intend to throw a tantrum, so he obediently wrapped himself up tightly, feeling waves of tingling sensation from the gentle caresses, the most effective tranquilizer.

However, while my body felt comfortable, I felt empty inside.

There was no familiar source of warmth around him, no embrace to completely encircle him, and no Jin Chen.

Ling Yao suddenly realized that even after just a short period of time spent together, he was already so unaccustomed to the nights without Jin Chen by his side.

“…Jin Chen.” Ling Yao turned his face to the side, buried half of his face in the pillow, and called out in a muffled voice, without saying what he wanted to do, the last syllable of his voice trailing off.

Jin Chen looked at the screen, his cold and aloof expression softening, and a smile spreading across his face.

"Master."

"……Um?"

Ling Yao was drowsy from the tingling sensation, his mind still hazy as he thought he must hug her back tightly tomorrow to make it up to her, when suddenly he felt a jolt of electricity through his body.

The knuckles tightened, tinged with an inescapable tremor.

He lay flat on his back, instinctively wanting to hide his hands under the covers.

"No." Jin Chen's commanding voice rang out at the opportune moment.

Ling Yao's fingers trembled suddenly and stopped.

He looked up at the virtual projection. The dim light blurred the boundaries, as if Jin Chen was really sitting by his bedside, looking down at him with her brows lowered, making her irresistible.

Ling Yao's Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes involuntarily turned to the plush bear in Jin Chen's hands, which was being... treated carelessly.

Unable to bear it any longer, he crossed his arms over his eyes, tears welling up in them. He buried his burning cheeks deeper into the blanket, making soft, sticky sounds as he murmured incoherently.

"Jin Chen..."

"Jin Chen..."

Ling Yao repeated his name over and over, his voice soft, like mist dampened by night dew, light and gentle, like a lover's coquettish murmur.

half an hour.

He heard Jin Chen tease him in a low voice.

"You shake so much, young master."

Ling Yao's head was spinning like mush, every nerve ending was jumping wildly with excitement.

Unable to resist, she hunched over and hugged Jin Chen's pillow tightly, burying herself in it as if she could absorb his scent.

My heart was pounding so fast in my chest, it felt like it was going to break.

Ling Yao desperately missed Jin Chen's kiss, missed the intimacy of their breaths merging into one.

I miss the feeling of a sweet tongue stud candy slowly melting and then being gently licked. I miss the peace of being held tightly in someone's arms, falling asleep to the sound of my heartbeat.

Ling Yao closed his slightly sore eyes, his long eyelashes sticking together wetly.

The intense waves of emotion only subsided when Jin Chen finally turned the teddy bear over and gently, lovingly stroked its back.

Ling Yao was exhausted. He curled up beside the pillow that still smelled of sandalwood and fell into a deep sleep.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +6, totaling 70! 】