Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Lin Chao had tidied it up before he came back, but after all he had fought with a tiger and killed a horse before, so there would always be traces left.

As Zhu Lerong looked him up and down, left and right, he still noticed something was wrong.

Lin Chao was still wearing the clothes he wore when he went out during the day, but there was some dust stuck to the corners of his clothes that had not been dusted off.

Although the collar was deliberately folded inward, Zhu Lerong's sharp eyes still saw the hidden dark marks.

Zhu Lerong immediately ignored her reserve and said stubbornly, and went straight forward to grab Lin Chao's collar, stretched it open, and after confirming that there was blood on it, she asked in shock:

"What's wrong with you? Are you hurt?"

His voice was choked with surprise and fear.

"Ahem, I'm not hurt."

Lin Chao felt the presence of this gaze was too strong and couldn't help but cough softly, but he knew that Zhu Lerong was also worried about her safety, so he didn't dodge and explained softly.

"Really?" Zhu Lerong was a little skeptical. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would always have a vague worry in his heart.

All the rules and etiquette that he once regarded as his golden rule were thrown out of the window by him. Zhu Lerong did not hesitate and carefully checked Lin Chao's neck through the open collar, fearing that he would miss anything wrong.

Lin Chao, a woman with a rough temper, felt embarrassed at being stared at, and a thin layer of red appeared on her skin.

Zhu Lerong relaxed only after confirming that there was really no wound at the bloodstain. Just as he was about to retreat, he noticed the slight redness on Lin Chao's neck.

This red made Zhu Lerong look up at Lin Chao:

The woman who used to be carefree now had her long dark blue eyelashes drooped, showing a bit of shyness.

The light red on the neck does not look out of place on the wheat-colored skin. Instead, it looks like a gorgeous flower blooming on a mature and steady branch, inviting people to explore.

Zhu Lerong suddenly lost her mind, her toes inexplicably raised, the distance between her and Lin Chao getting closer and closer, and her throat became inexplicably dry.

The distance between them was getting closer and closer, and Zhu Lerong's appearance became clearer and clearer in Lin Chao's eyes.

Lin Chao remembered that when he first met Rong Le, he was only sixteen years old and still had some baby fat on his cheeks.

Even though he had delicate features and good looks and was a top-notch beauty, when no one reminded him, in Lin Chao's eyes, he was just a younger brother.

But now two years have passed, Rong Le has grown up, his pair of almond-shaped eyes are full of spring water, and when he stares at people intently, he is deeply affectionate and obsessed, as if he wants to drown people in his eyes.

He gave people the impression of a pure and harmless little lamb, but his lips were rosy and plump, just like cherries on a branch watered by rain, as sweet as honey and tempting to pick.

"Cherries washed by spring rain should be delicious."

As soon as this thought appeared in Lin Chao's mind, she felt as if she was pricked by a needle and quickly turned her head away.

She could no longer treat Zhu Lerong as a younger brother with a bad temper.

Zhu Lerong seemed to be trapped in a dream. She was completely unaware of Lin Chao's avoidance and kept moving closer, trying to grab the gorgeous flower.

"Rong! Le!"

Lin Chao saw that his actions were becoming more and more outrageous. The hot air from his lips dyed his neck even redder. The volume of his reminders increased, with a hint of warning and a little trembling.

The sound exploded in Zhu Lerong's ears, and he suddenly came back to his senses and noticed his rude behavior.

At some point, his hand tightly grasped Lin Chao's collar. Perhaps because of the pulling force, Lin Chao's collar became a little loose, revealing more skin.

Zhu Lerong was standing on tiptoe. From this angle, she could see Lin Chao's protruding collarbone, and also catch a glimpse of the slightest...deep ups and downs.

In an instant, Zhu Lerong's face turned red.

He never imagined that he actually had such a bold side.

"S-sorry, I'm not...I...I just..."

Zhu Lerong quickly let go of Lin Chao's clothes and quickly stepped back several steps, explaining all the time.

He wanted to say openly that he didn't mean it, but when he thought about what he had just seen, he couldn't say such words for some reason.

He knew what he was thinking in his heart: if Lin Chao hadn't stopped him, he would really have put his lips on that piece of skin.

'How could I do such a thing?'

Zhu Lerong bit her lips so hard that she almost rubbed the poor little piece of lip flesh into a bloody mark.

In the end, stubbornness prevailed over everything.

"I must have been possessed by a ghost just now. Yes, I said this place has bad feng shui."

Zhu Lerong adjusted her expression, confirmed once again that Lin Chao was not injured, and then pretended to be normal and urged her.

"The food is hot in the pot. Let's go eat dinner first. It won't taste good if we wait too long."

"Good, good."

Both of them wanted to glossy about the matter, so they didn't mention what had just happened.

After dinner, the two went back to their rooms.

Zhu Lerong lay on the bed, replaying what happened in the afternoon in her mind.

At that time, the distance between them was almost within a hair's breadth. He could smell the same soapberry fragrance on Lin Chao's body, and could also feel the warmth and vitality brought by the blood flowing vigorously under his wheat-colored skin.

If you really stick it on...

Zhu Lerong's face turned red again, and she couldn't help but curl up into a ball. She pulled the quilt over her body and covered her face with it until her whole body was covered by the darkness in the quilt. Only then did the burning temperature on her face show some signs of subsiding.

"No, no, I don't have any feelings for Lin Chao! Why do I always think about her?"

"It must be because I've been with her for too long. Her shadow is all around me, so I can't help but think about her all the time. Starting tomorrow, I have to stay away from her."

"Yes, that's right, keep your distance."

A muffled voice came from under the quilt, the tone was firm and confident.

the next day.

Zhu Lerong threw the quilt outside, changed her clothes, and walked out around Lin Chao's room.

"Keep your distance, keep your distance. I want to keep my distance from Lin Chao."

Zhu Lerong talked to herself as she walked.

"It was decided yesterday that we should keep our distance from Lin Chao. Yes, we shouldn't talk to her either. Hmm? Wait, yesterday?"

Zhu Lerong frowned, and suddenly he remembered that there was something he hadn't asked clearly, so he stopped and changed direction.

"I checked yesterday and there was no wound on Lin Chao's neck. Where did the blood on her collar come from? Was she not injured or was the wound not here?"

Zhu Lerong couldn't let go of his worry because he couldn't figure out the problem. He walked to the room of the person who had just said she wanted to keep a distance from him and knocked on her door.

As soon as the others came out, he immediately asked:

"You weren't injured, so why were there blood stains on your clothes yesterday?"

"Are you afraid that I'll worry so you don't tell me the truth?"

Zhu Lerong's eyes were burning, and it was obvious that she would not leave until she got the answer.

He forgot all about keeping distance and not talking.