Along the way, a body fragrance was tickling his nose.
Just as he was about to delve deeper into studying the scent of An Yuying's body, she reached out to block his nose and cupped his face in her hands, forcing him to look up at her, waiting for his reply.
Looking into her watery, clear eyes, he could feel the jealousy being conveyed through her gaze.
"Sister An, what have I lied to you about?" he asked with a smile.
"So you really don't like her at all. I won't bother with you anymore," she pouted, her red lips sticking out dramatically.
As she spoke, she swayed gently, pretending to get up.
Luo Yang hugged her soft, warm body tightly, not letting her leave, and whispered, "Sister An, please let me explain."
She leaned her ear towards him, and he whispered the details of Hong Jiaxin attempting to kick and hit him into her ear.
In the end, he said, "Sister An, she's in a bad mood because of what happened at home and is easily impulsive. I let her vent her anger to make her feel better, not to provoke you."
After hearing his explanation, An Yuying's anger subsided considerably, and she nibbled on his ear, cooing, "Then did you make it clear to her about our relationship?"
Every time An Yuying saw Hong Jiaxin getting close to Luo Yang, she wanted to go up to her and say something like "I am his girlfriend."
With Hong Jiaxin's intelligence, without Luo Yang saying anything, she could see that Luo Yang and An Yuying's relationship was special.
Besides, constantly emphasising their relationship in front of her would make her feel uncomfortable. He still needed to protect her, and if she harbored any misgivings, it would create awkwardness in their interactions.
Luo Yang chuckled, "Not yet. I'll find the right time to tell her."
Right then, the sound of footsteps coming downstairs could be heard; it was Qin Piao descending.
"Don't mind me, just pretend I'm invisible," Qin Piao said with a laugh.
An Yuying, after all, was a bashful girl who could be easily embarrassed. Being teased like that by Qin Piao, she quickly stood up from Luo Yang's thigh.
"Sister Piao, good morning," Luo Yang said as he took a sip of water.
She worked in a bar at night and rested during the day.
"Don't you have to go to school? If you want breakfast, I can make that for you," Qin Piao offered politely.
"No need. I'll just eat at home later. Sister Piao, you should go rest," Luo Yang urged.
"Alright then. Let me know if you want breakfast. I won't disturb you two any longer. I'm going upstairs," Qin Piao said, casting an envious glance at Luo Yang and An Yuying before heading upstairs.
An Yuying felt jealous again when Qin Piao offered to make breakfast for Luo Yang.
After Qin Piao had gone to the second floor, An Yuying whispered in his ear again, "She wants to make breakfast for you. Don't you find that strange?"
His ear tickled from her warm breath.
Luo Yang smiled faintly and looped his arm around An Yuying's slender waist, pulling her back to sit on his thigh. He nibbled her ear and said, "Sister An, don't you remember? I helped her out big time. She just wants to repay me; that's why she said that. If she does make breakfast, she'll make some for you too."
He spoke the truth.
If it hadn't been for Luo Yang stepping in to help Qin Piao, she wouldn't have been able to stay at the Hongyun Brigade.
An Yuying meant that as his girlfriend, if there was breakfast to be made, she should be the one to make it for him, not Sister Piao.
Luckily, she was as quick to calm down as she was to get jealous, and after Luo Yang's explanation, she accepted it.
"She should have asked me to make breakfast for you," An Yuying said in a coquettish voice.
"You should go up and get some sleep. You don't have to work today, so there's no need to get up so early," Luo Yang said softly, stroking her soft back, persuading her.
"I can't sleep," she said, swaying gently.
She was sitting on his lap, and with her movements, her buttocks gently rubbed against his thighs.
Just as he was about to savor An Yuying's body scent more thoroughly, he heard Hong Jiaxin walking out of her room about to go downstairs, so the two of them immediately behaved more properly.
By now it was after six in the morning; washing up, brushing teeth, and having breakfast would take at least half an hour. After rushing through the necessary tasks and setting out for school, it would be past seven o'clock.
Although school was in session on Saturday, the morning reading session was relaxed; attending was best, but missing it was also an option.
Last night, Luo Yang and Hong Jiaxin slept at Qin Piao's house, but their toiletries, including their toothbrushes, were still at the Luo Family home. They had to return home to wash up in the morning.
Back at his own home, Luo Yang found a moment to pack the over two hundred thousand yuan hidden in the house into a backpack, planning to go to the bank at Xiaoshulin Market at noon to open an account and deposit the money.
Starting a clinic partnership, renting land, building vegetable greenhouses, and digging fish ponds had cost over three hundred thousand yuan. Previously, without an ID card, he couldn't open a bank account and had to hide the money at home. Now that he had a temporary ID card, he could get a bank card.
After breakfast, Luo Yang rode his motorcycle, taking Hong Jiaxin to Dongfeng Middle School.
On the way, Hong Jiaxin suddenly said, "I want to go home to check on things. Let's go to my house first."
She couldn't contact her parents and was naturally anxious; Luo Yang understood and agreed to her request, taking her home to satisfy her curiosity.
"Class monitor, don't worry. Your parents will be fine," Luo Yang comforted her.
"Then why haven't they called me?" Hong Jiaxin retorted.
Where exactly the Hong Zhong Couple had gone, no one knew. They had hurried off with a clear destination in mind. Perhaps they hadn't called their daughter for safety reasons.
"Uncle Hong knows I'm protecting you, which is very safe. He must be busy with something urgent, so he hasn't called," Luo Yang explained.
In terms of kung fu skills, Hong Zhong was no match for Luo Yang. Having Luo Yang protect Hong Jiaxin was indeed safer.
Luo Yang's reasoning seemed logical, but deep down, Hong Jiaxin couldn't calm herself. Her parents had left without warning, leaving her utterly unprepared. To this day, she still had no news about them.
The motorcycle ride from Hongyun Brigade to Hong Jiaxin's home took about twenty minutes.
If they went to her home, they would be late for the regular class sessions.
The morning happened to have a class taught by class advisor Suyun, who taught Chinese Literature.
Upon arriving at Hong Jiaxin's house, it was quiet outside and there were no sounds inside. However, the iron front door on the first floor was ajar, indicating that someone had been inside.
When Luo Yang and Hong Jiaxin left the Hong Family home, they clearly remembered locking the door and closing the windows.
Just as Hong Jiaxin was about to enter, Luo Yang grabbed her hand and whispered a warning, "Stay behind me. If there's danger, get out immediately."
Seeing his caring and considerate nature, Hong Jiaxin looked at him with grateful eyes and nodded slightly.
Luo Yang was skilled in Shadow Boxing. Even if a villain were hiding in the shadows preparing to ambush, it was unlikely they would hit him, unless they shot at him. He might not be able to dodge bullets. He hadn't encountered such a situation yet, and he didn't know if he was faster than a bullet.
Pushing the iron door open gently and pushing open the wooden door inside, Luo Yang entered the house first. The light wasn't very bright; only after turning on the light could he see clearly inside.
The ground floor was a mess, an indication that someone had ransacked the place.
Hong Jiaxin remembered Luo Yang's instructions and followed behind him, maintaining a 3-step distance. Luo Yang took the lead, bearing any potential dangers.