Chapter 127: Whether I Can or Not, You Will Know in Time

After Lu Qingyue finished speaking, the room fell into a deathly silence.

Someone falsely accused of kidney deficiency looked coldly indifferent and impatiently tapped her forehead.

“Lu Diandian, what exactly are you thinking about all day?”

Lu Qingyue clutched her head and let out a howl.

“Wow! I was just trying to remind you out of kindness. I can’t just stand by and watch you become useless at such a young age!”

Cheng Xingye was both annoyed and speechless. He didn’t understand how she came to the conclusion that he was incapable. Unable to restrain himself, he poked her forehead again.

“Kindness? I think you’re just worried about yourself.”

That remark...

Lu Qingyue smiled awkwardly. “Hehe... What nonsense are you blabbering?”

Cheng Xingye was speechless.

This little minion really needed some discipline.

He was both annoyed and amused but still couldn’t bear to scold her. In the end, he gave her a faint glance and said meaningfully,

“You’ll know whether I’m capable or not in that department later.”

Lu Qingyue thoughtfully touched the tip of her nose, her gaze drifting downwards.

“Oh.”

Later is later. After all, sooner or later, he would be hers.

She thought this confidently.

...

Dusk deepened, and the night was tranquil.

Dinner was Western cuisine prepared by Cheng Xingye.

After showering, Lu Qingyue nestled into Cheng Xingye’s arms, naturally treating the young master Cheng as a human sofa, then picked up her phone to play games.

The screen quickly loaded into the game interface.

Just as Lu Qingyue was about to enter ranked play, she suddenly saw that Zhou Tingting and Hu Qiuyue were also online. Excitedly, she sent them invitations to play ranked matches.

The three of them usually played support and mage roles, which caused some position conflicts, so Lu Qingyue chose Dian Wei to jungle.

The start was unfavorable.

The enemy’s support, Zhong Kui, had been sneakily stealing her blue buff from the very beginning.

Lu Qingyue endured the frustration silently for a long time. But seeing the enemy jungler had already taken two kills while she was still struggling to reach level four, her mood began to collapse.

Suddenly, a warm chest pressed against her back. A warm hand covered the back of her hand.

Cheng Xingye took the phone from her hand and skillfully took over the controls.

He probably played games regularly; his handling of Dian Wei was extremely proficient. Soon, he scored a triple kill and turned the losing situation around.

Lu Qingyue was wrapped in his lean, muscular arms, her neck resting against his chin.

His chin was dusted with fresh stubble, occasionally brushing lightly against her skin with his movements, tickling her a bit.

That distinctly masculine, virile feature pressed intimately against her in the night, evoking an indescribable, subtle heat.

Her attention wavered. She didn’t see how he managed another triple kill—only remembered his burning chest pressed against her back and the clear, close movements of his Adam’s apple against her neck.

She absentmindedly watched him play for a while.

When the game reached the intense team fight phase, his arm tensed, muscles firm and hard—the kind of strength only a mature man possessed.

Unable to resist, Lu Qingyue turned her head, hesitated for a few seconds, then reached up to touch his chin.

The soft sensation caught him off guard; his hand paused mid-action. Dian Wei, about to secure a rampage, charged into the enemy base and was killed by a tower.

Teammates: “.....”

Enemies: “!!!”

The opposition seized the opportunity to rally and fiercely defend their base.

Lu Qingyue heard the game’s alert sounds and quickly looked back, surprised and disappointed.

“Hey! Why did you rush under the tower? We could have pushed the base tower just now!”

There was no response from behind.

Still watching the respawn timer, her chin was suddenly gripped firmly by a tiger’s mouth grip, decisively tilting her head upward.

Her heart skipped a beat. Before she could even close her eyes, the person behind leaned in and lowered his head to kiss her.

Their lips met tightly. He shifted slightly, then softly sucked on her lower lip.

Lu Qingyue was completely stunned, instinctively widening her eyes and instinctively pulling back.

With a soft thud, the phone fell onto the carpet.

Cheng Xingye chuckled softly, pulling the startled girl back into his embrace. His other hand cupped the back of her head, tilting her head to a different angle, and kissed her again.

Their hearts pounded almost in sync, hot breaths intertwined.

Lu Qingyue felt her face burning, but Cheng Xingye showed no sign of retreat. He even parted her lips gently, exploring with his tongue.

Their lips brushed tenderly, and her rationality slowly sank away.

She lost track of how long it lasted before Cheng Xingye finally released his hold around her arms, changed angles once more to kiss the corner of her lips, then chuckled softly and leisurely bent down to pick up the phone from the carpet.

Dian Wei had respawned at the fountain. The game continued.

Seemingly unfazed, his long fingers skillfully moved across the screen, once again crushing the opposing five players.

This time, he didn’t chase down low-health enemies but prudently pushed into the base, diligently destroying the enemy crystal.

When the game ended, Lu Qingyue’s heartbeat hadn’t fully calmed, but the person behind her had already resumed a composed expression, a satisfied smile curling at his lips. He asked pointedly,

“Was that okay?”

The sentence lacked a subject. It was unclear whether he meant the game or the kiss.

Lu Qingyue felt uneasy and licked her lip.

The tingling sensation lingered, making her recall the blush-inducing scene just now.

Still, she nodded vaguely and replied, “It was okay.”

Cheng Xingye smiled faintly, subtly gripping her wrist.

His eyes still held lingering desire; the dark pupils reflected her figure clearly.

Then, unabashedly staring at her, his voice husky, he quietly asked,

“The game, or the kiss?”

Lu Qingyue met his gaze, feeling her entire body heat up from his embrace.

She pressed her lips together and whispered,

“Both.”

Cheng Xingye seemed to smile again, then turned his head and kissed her flushed lips once more.

“Then let’s keep kissing for a while.”

...

Lu Qingyue couldn’t remember how long the kiss lasted.

Men seemed naturally adept in this area.

Though they started at the same point, after just a few tries, his technique had far surpassed hers.

Her breathing grew rapid and uneven, as if shattered into fragments.

Only when he finally released her lips did she gasp for air.

The phone on the carpet vibrated, bringing her back to reality. She noticed several messages had come into their chat group.

She got up, picked up the phone, and sat on the other side of the sofa before unlocking the screen.

[Hu Qiuyue]: “Yue’er, you can jungle too? What other surprises have you been hiding from us!?”

[Zhou Tingting]: “But seriously, was your Dian Wei cheating tonight? Like a rabid dog biting everyone!”

[Hu Qiuyue]: “Where did you go?! Why’d you run off?”

Lu Qingyue was speechless and silently stared at the screen. Reluctantly, she replied to them.

[Lu Diandian]: “What are you talking about? That’s my boyfriend!”

After sending the message, the group chat fell silent for two minutes.

The first to notice the blind spot was Zhou Tingting.

[Zhou Tingting]: “Can you explain why you’re still with your boyfriend at midnight?”

Although they knew Lu Qingyue had been in a relationship before, after she went to university out of town, they had no idea about the progress of her romance.

Hu Qiuyue soon caught on and asked uncertainly,

[Hu Qiuyue]: “Are you living with Instructor Brother now?”

Lu Qingyue thought for a moment; “living together” wasn’t quite accurate. After all, there was a reason behind it; it wasn’t a casual relationship.

[Lu Diandian]: “Not exactly living together. Just staying at the same place.”

[Zhou Tingting]: “....”

What the hell is the difference?

After a pause, she finally replied again.

[Zhou Tingting]: “You’re not really making an excuse, just being stubborn.”

Lu Qingyue: “.....”