198: Same name?

Lu Chen gently embraced Yu Miaoyin.

The force was not great, but it carried an undeniable meaning.

His arms were firm and strong, like a solid barrier, securely protecting Yu Miaoyin in his embrace.

Yu Miaoyin leaned into Lu Chen's arms.

Feeling the warmth emanating from his chest, her heart involuntarily quickened.

She looked up slightly at Lu Chen's still somewhat pale face, her eyes filled with tenderness and gratitude.

"You were really too reckless this time. Don't do it again."

Her voice was soft, carrying a hint of reproach, mixed with endless worry.

Lu Chen's lips curved into a playful smile.

He gently picked up a strand of Yu Miaoyin's hair with his finger and sniffed it at the tip of his nose.

"What, you're worried about me?"

His voice was slightly hoarse, and in the quiet atmosphere, it tugged at Yu Miaoyin's heartstrings.

Yu Miaoyin's cheeks were flushed, as rosy as a ripe apple.

She lightly spat.

"Who's worried about you? If something happened to you, I..."

Before she could finish, Lu Chen interrupted her.

"You'd what? Miss me?"

Lu Chen lowered his head slightly, his warm breath fanning Yu Miaoyin's ear, making her tremble.

Yu Miaoyin glared at Lu Chen in annoyance.

But she found herself unable to break free from his embrace.

"You're just a smooth talker. At a time like this, you're still not serious."

Her voice was soft and sweet, with the unique shyness of a young girl.

Lu Chen looked at Yu Miaoyin like this, and the love in his heart grew even stronger.

He tightened his arms slightly, holding Yu Miaoyin even closer, their bodies almost pressed together.

"I just saw you were too worried, so I wanted to tease you."

As he spoke, he gently rubbed his chin against the top of Yu Miaoyin's head, his actions intimate and ambiguous.

Yu Miaoyin was flustered by his series of actions.

She could only bury her face in Lu Chen's arms, trying to avoid his burning gaze.

"You... don't be like this."

Her voice carried a hint of panic.

Lu Chen, however, seemed to be deliberately teasing her.

He gently lifted Yu Miaoyin's chin with his finger, forcing her to look him in the eyes.

"Miaoyin, do you know? Seeing you worry about me, I feel like it's all worth it."

His gaze was deep and fervent, as if hiding endless affection.

Yu Miaoyin was a little flustered by his gaze.

She wanted to look away, but Lu Chen's gaze held her tightly.

"You... don't say anymore."

Her voice grew weaker, her cheeks so red they almost seemed to bleed.

Lu Chen looked at Yu Miaoyin's half-consenting, half-resisting expression, and the playfulness in his heart grew even stronger.

He slowly leaned in, his lips almost touching Yu Miaoyin's.

"Then I won't say it. I'll show it with actions."

Yu Miaoyin's heart suddenly quickened.

She could clearly feel Lu Chen's breath, so close.

Her hands subconsciously pressed against Lu Chen's chest, wanting to push him away, but she couldn't exert any strength.

"Lu Chen..."

She whispered softly, her voice trembling slightly, unable to distinguish between nervousness and anticipation.

Lu Chen didn't give her another chance to speak.

His lips gently pressed against Yu Miaoyin's.

Yu Miaoyin's body instantly stiffened, her eyes wide with shock and shyness.

But soon, under Lu Chen's gentle offensive, she slowly closed her eyes, immersed in this sudden sweetness.

Lu Chen's kiss was initially soft and slow.

As if savoring the hard-won beauty.

His lips were warm and soft, gently caressing Yu Miaoyin's, carrying endless affection.

Yu Miaoyin's hands also gradually slipped from Lu Chen's chest, unconsciously wrapping around his neck.

As the kiss deepened, Lu Chen's movements gradually became more passionate.

His tongue gently pried open Yu Miaoyin's pearly teeth, intertwining with her tongue.

Yu Miaoyin's breathing became rapid, her cheeks burning hot.

Her body trembled slightly, yet she involuntarily responded to Lu Chen.

The room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Their heartbeats intertwined, like a beautiful symphony.

In Lu Chen's embrace, Yu Miaoyin felt his love and affection, her heart filled with sweetness and happiness.

Although deep down she still felt that everything was happening too fast and was a little shy, at this moment, she was completely immersed in this love, unable to extricate herself.

After a long while, Lu Chen slowly released Yu Miaoyin.

Yu Miaoyin's cheeks were flushed, her eyes hazy, and she was breathing slightly heavily.

She dared not look directly into Lu Chen's eyes, only burying her head in his arms.

"You... you're so naughty."

Lu Chen chuckled softly, his fingers gently stroking Yu Miaoyin's hair.

"I just love you too much."

After Lu Chen released Yu Miaoyin, his arm still tightly encircled her waist.

His hand began to slowly slide down Yu Miaoyin's spine, his movements gentle yet ambiguous.

Yu Miaoyin instantly noticed Lu Chen's impropriety.

The flush on her face instantly spread to her earlobes, her body trembled slightly, becoming even softer and weaker.

She could only bite her pearly teeth tightly, her eyes filled with panic and shyness.

Her heart was full of love for Lu Chen, and she didn't want to refuse this intimacy.

But as soon as she thought of Yan Shuanger still in the living room, her reason instantly returned.

She widened her eyes in fright, instinctively wanting to push Lu Chen away.

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito, almost with a crying tone.

"Lu Chen, no..."

Lu Chen's lips curved into a mischievous smile, his eyes full of playfulness.

He leaned in slightly, his warm breath fanning Yu Miaoyin's ear.

"Why not?"

Yu Miaoyin's face turned crimson.

She turned her head, not daring to look directly into Lu Chen's eyes.

She stammered, "Junior Sister... Junior Sister is still in the living room."

Her voice was full of embarrassment, her fingers unconsciously tugging at the corner of her clothes.

Lu Chen's smile deepened upon hearing this.

He raised an eyebrow slightly and teased, "So, does that mean if Junior Sister isn't in the living room, it's okay?"

Yu Miaoyin's face grew even hotter when she heard this.

She lowered her head in a panic, neither nodding nor refusing.

Her shy demeanor seemed to tacitly agree with Lu Chen's teasing.

Lu Chen looked at her like this and chuckled softly.

"Then how about another day?"

His tone was full of playfulness.

Yu Miaoyin's face became even redder.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

Then she said eagerly, "Let's go out quickly, or Junior Sister will find out soon."

As she spoke, she gently pushed Lu Chen, trying to break free from his embrace.

Lu Chen, however, seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for her.

He tightened his arm, pulling her back into his embrace again.

He said with a smile, "Then kiss me."

Yu Miaoyin's eyes widened, her face full of surprise.

She opened her mouth slightly and retorted softly, "Didn't we just kiss?"

Her voice carried a hint of coquetry.

Lu Chen shook his head, the smile on his face undiminished.

He said playfully, "That doesn't count."

Yu Miaoyin bit her lower lip helplessly, her cheeks as red as ripe cherries.

She tiptoed slightly and gently kissed Lu Chen's cheek.

The moment her lips touched Lu Chen's cheek, her heart trembled.

Lu Chen was not satisfied with this, however.

He pointed to his own lips and said with a smile, "Kiss here."

Yu Miaoyin's heart suddenly quickened.

She nervously glanced at the closed bedroom door, afraid that Yan Shuanger would suddenly burst in.

After a moment of hesitation, she slowly closed her eyes and tilted her head slightly.

Her lips gently pressed against Lu Chen's.

The kiss was brief and gentle, but it reconnected their hearts tightly.

Lu Chen released Yu Miaoyin with satisfaction.

Looking at her shy expression, he couldn't help but gently flick her nose.

He said gently, "Alright, let's go out."

Yu Miaoyin quickly tidied her slightly messy hair.

She also patted her flushed cheeks, trying to make herself look calmer.

She took a deep breath, opened the door, and walked out of the bedroom with Lu Chen.

Yan Shuanger was sitting on the sofa in the living room, playing on her phone.

Hearing the movement, she looked up at Yu Miaoyin and Lu Chen.

A simple smile appeared on her face, completely unaware of the intimacy that had just transpired in the room.

Yu Miaoyin's eyes were a little evasive.

She didn't dare to make eye contact with Yan Shuanger, afraid that something would be noticed.

She lightly coughed, trying to hide her nervousness.

She said, "Shuanger, are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat."

Yan Shuanger shook her head and said with a smile, "Not hungry, Second Senior Sister. Why were you two in there for so long?"

Yu Miaoyin's face instantly turned red again.

She stammered, "N-nothing, we were just chatting with Lu Chen about past events."

Lu Chen, on the other hand, walked calmly to the sofa and sat down.

He said with a smile, "Yes, we reminisced about some interesting past events."

Yan Shuanger blinked, looking at the blushing Yu Miaoyin with a puzzled expression.

She sprang up from the sofa.

She quickly walked to Yu Miaoyin, tilting her head.

"Senior Sister, why is your face so red? Are you sick?"

As Yan Shuanger spoke, her big, watery eyes stared unblinkingly at Yu Miaoyin, her gaze full of concern.

Yu Miaoyin's heart trembled at the sudden question.

The blush on her face instantly deepened a few shades.

She nervously shifted her gaze elsewhere, stammering in response.

"N-no, I might just be a little hot."

As she spoke, she pretended to be calm, gently fanning herself with her hand.

Yan Shuanger frowned upon hearing this.

She reached out to touch her own cheek, then reached out to feel Yu Miaoyin's forehead, comparing them.

She mumbled doubtfully, "It's not hot though, the weather is quite cool."

After that, she tilted her head again, her gaze fixed on Yu Miaoyin.

Yu Miaoyin became even more nervous with her series of actions.

Her hands unconsciously tugged at the corner of her clothes, her body shrunk back slightly, her eyes full of evasiveness.

But Yan Shuanger seemed to have taken an interest.

"Senior Sister, let me take your pulse. Maybe you're really sick and don't even know it."

As she spoke, she reached out to pull Yu Miaoyin's wrist.

Yu Miaoyin was so scared that she quickly took a step back.

Her hands subconsciously hid behind her back, her voice raising a few octaves.

"No need, really no need, I'm really not sick."

At this moment, her eyes were full of panic, and fine beads of sweat even seeped from her forehead.

Yan Shuanger refused to give up.

She caught up in a few steps, grabbing Yu Miaoyin's arm tightly and shaking it playfully.

"Senior Sister, just let me see, maybe I can help you."

Yan Shuanger pouted, her eyes full of persistence.

The two of them tugged back and forth for a while.

Yu Miaoyin really couldn't out-argue Yan Shuanger, so she could only sigh helplessly.

She reluctantly extended her hand and said softly, "Alright then, just for a moment."

Yan Shuanger immediately beamed with joy.

She pulled Yu Miaoyin to sit on the sofa, skillfully extended her hand, and gently placed it on Yu Miaoyin's pulse.

She closed her eyes slightly, her expression becoming particularly focused.

After a moment, Yan Shuanger slowly opened her eyes, her face full of doubt.

She tilted her head and said to Yu Miaoyin, "That's strange, Senior Sister, you don't seem to have anything serious, just a fast heartbeat."

As Yan Shuanger spoke, she rested her chin on her hand, her brows tightly furrowed.

At this moment, Lu Chen, who had been sitting quietly watching everything, smiled slightly.

He stood up and said unhurriedly, "Perhaps we were discussing some tense things in the room just now, which scared her."

Upon hearing this, Yu Miaoyin's face flushed all the way to her earlobes.

She glared fiercely at Lu Chen, her eyes filled with both shyness and reproach.

Yan Shuanger, observing their interaction, became even more puzzled.

Her eyes darted back and forth between Yu Miaoyin and Lu Chen.

She kept muttering, "Tense things? What tense things could make Senior Sister's heart beat so fast?"

Just as Yan Shuanger was looking bewildered and about to continue asking questions...

"Ding-dong--" The crisp sound of the doorbell suddenly rang out.

Hearing the doorbell, Yan Shuanger's eyes instantly lit up.

She jumped up excitedly, exclaiming, "It must be First Senior Sister!"

Like a cheerful little rabbit, she bounced towards the door.

The moment the door opened, seeing Luo Qingchen standing outside, Yan Shuanger's smile became even brighter.

Luo Qingchen breathed a slight sigh of relief seeing Yan Shuanger safe and sound, and the tense lines on her face softened a bit.

She didn't bother with pleasantries and said urgently, "Shuanger, come back with me quickly."

Yan Shuanger, however, didn't agree immediately.

Instead, she grabbed Luo Qingchen's arm and pulled her hard into the house.

As she pulled, she said, "Senior Sister, since you're here, aren't you going to meet my savior?"

Her eyes were full of anticipation, and her tone carried a hint of coquetry.

Luo Qingchen couldn't refuse and was pulled into the room by Yan Shuanger.

As soon as she stepped into the room, Luo Qingchen's gaze fell on Lu Chen.

Her eyes flickered slightly, a complex emotion flashing in them, a mix of apprehension and embarrassment.

Then, she awkwardly walked to the sofa, sat down sideways, her hands unconsciously tugging at the corner of her clothes.

Yan Shuanger, meanwhile, excitedly began to introduce him.

"This is Lu Chen, who saved me! He's amazing!"

As she spoke, she gesticulated wildly, her face beaming with admiration.

Lu Chen merely smiled, his smile carrying a hint of playfulness.

He spoke unhurriedly, "Your Senior Sister and I already know each other."

Yan Shuanger said, "Ah," and nodded as if enlightened.

She said, "So that's how it is."

Immediately after, Yan Shuanger seemed to suddenly remember something.

She turned to Luo Qingchen and asked, "Senior Sister, last time you said which bad guy was targeting your company? I forgot his name."

Luo Qingchen's lips twitched slightly upon hearing this.

She opened her mouth, her throat feeling as if something was caught in it, unable to utter a single word.

She secretly groaned in her heart; this Lu Chen in front of her was precisely the "bad guy" who had been causing her company so much trouble.

Lu Chen seemed to be deliberately teasing her, looking at Luo Qingchen with a smile.

He also asked, "Yes, who exactly is this bad guy? You might as well tell us, and we'll help you deal with him together."

Yan Shuanger nodded vigorously from the side, echoing, "Yes, yes, tell us, and everyone can think of a solution together."

Luo Qingchen felt her face burning, so embarrassed she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

Fortunately, Yu Miaoyin noticed the anomaly. She stepped forward and smoothed things over with a smile.

"Senior Sister, would you two like to stay at my place tonight?"

Luo Qingchen seemed to grasp at a straw.

She quickly seized the opportunity to change the subject, "No need, I'm taking Shuanger away immediately."

As she spoke, she stood up, grabbed Yan Shuanger's arm, and made to leave.

Yan Shuanger was still deep in thought, allowing Luo Qingchen to pull her towards the door.

Just as they reached the doorway, Yan Shuanger suddenly seemed to be electrocuted.

She abruptly stopped, slammed her fist into her palm, and exclaimed loudly, "I remember! Is that person named Lu Chen!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she herself froze, her eyes wide.

She looked at Lu Chen in disbelief, stammering, "Huh, the bad guy who bullied my Senior Sister actually has the same name as you!"

Luo Qingchen closed her eyes instantly upon hearing this.

Her face was filled with helplessness and embarrassment, and she sighed silently in her heart.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became unusually quiet, as if the air had solidified.