Super Soldier in Campus

Cao Ying was at a loss for words now; she felt like Lin Feng was driving her insane...

After several minutes, Cao Ying caught her breath and looked at Lin Feng’s mischievous grin, feeling a strong urge to hit him.

"Lin Feng..." Cao Ying glared at Lin Feng and said in a huff, "Why don’t you tell me another story!"

Cao Ying was feeling a bit restless and wanted to chat more with Lin Feng.

"The same kind of story?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.

"No..." Cao Ying glared at Lin Feng and shook her head, saying, "Tell me about your own story! Childhood stories..."

"My childhood?" Lin Feng was slightly taken aback by Cao Ying’s words, then gave her an awkward look and fell into contemplation.

Lin Feng’s childhood story was very simple. In his memory, he grew up in an orphanage in a small county in Jiangnan until he was sixteen and joined the army. His life’s path hadn’t left that small county, apart from some proud moments like winning fights, there wasn’t much to tell... But Lin Feng’s current identity wasn’t the White Wolf King; he was Lin Zhonghua’s son, Young Master Lin Feng!

Should he tell Cao Ying about the absurd things Young Master Lin once did? Lin Feng felt a bit frustrated; after all, Young Master Lin wasn’t a serious person in the past. If he took those actions upon himself, it would certainly make him feel resistant, and also he’d seem to be deceiving Cao Ying... This didn’t seem quite right!

"Hmm? Is there something you can’t tell? Or should I not ask like this?" Cao Ying widened her eyes and looked at Lin Feng, asking softly. Seeing Lin Feng’s unnatural expression, her heart skipped a beat. If Lin Feng didn’t want to speak about his childhood, that was okay; Cao Ying was more worried she’d unintentionally asked something taboo, making Lin Feng uncomfortable or upset with her.

"No..." Lin Feng shook his head and looked at Cao Ying with a wry smile, saying lightly, "There were too many things that happened in childhood, I just don’t know how to tell them to you."

"Why should that matter..." Cao Ying breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Just tell me if you were this mischievous as a kid, flirting with how many beauties all day?"

With those stories, I’m not interested in anything else, Cao Ying looked at Lin Feng, conveying her thoughts through her eyes.

"Oh, so you want to know these things, are you investigating my past..." Lin Feng widened his eyes and looked at Cao Ying, a bit surprised.

"Yeah! I want to know your background, is that not okay?" Cao Ying didn’t deny it; instead, she looked at Lin Feng smugly and asked with a smile.

"Sure... Why not..." Lin Feng nodded lightly and said.

Afterward, Lin Feng fell silent, slightly raised his head, staring at the ceiling as if lost in thought...

And then, three minutes passed... Lin Feng maintained his head-raised position, just like a statue, without even shifting his gaze once!

Cao Ying anxiously pushed Lin Feng, "Why aren’t you speaking again, are you upset?"

"Don’t rush, you asked me about how many beauties I flirted with as a kid! I’m still counting them..." Lin Feng, with a deadpan face, looked at Cao Ying and said lightly.

"You..." Cao Ying was instantly defeated by Lin Feng. This rascal, teasing her like this, was simply too wicked!

"So, have you got it all figured out?" Cao Ying, puffing with anger, looked at Lin Feng and asked irritably.

"Got it figured out!" Lin Feng said with a chuckle, "You should be the fifty-eighth one..."

"Pah!" Cao Ying spat fiercely at Lin Feng, wishing she could spit right in his face. Why not say the five hundred and eighty-first!

"Hehe... I was deliberately teasing you..." Lin Feng chuckled softly, extending his hand to grab Cao Ying’s hand.

Cao Ying realized something was amiss, but Lin Feng’s strength at this moment was not something she could resist. Lin Feng just gently pulled her, and Cao Ying fell onto him.

"Ah..." Cao Ying exclaimed, inadvertently touching a certain part of Lin Feng.

"What’s wrong? I just wanted to hug you..." Lin Feng pretended to be innocent, smiling at Cao Ying.

"Lin Feng, you’re awful, I hate you!" Cao Ying felt both ashamed and angry, yet there was an indescribable feeling...

She thought, didn’t that rascal just touch her earlier? Grabbing him back, it’s not like she lost out, right? Cao Ying thought with a hint of smugness.

Apart from being hugged by relatives when she was young, Cao Ying’s body had barely been touched by men; with her identity, she was very well-protected since childhood, not encountering men in general. This time, Lin Feng’s sudden, rude pull gave her a curious sensation of comfort mixed with slight shyness, making the whole experience novel for Cao Ying.

"I don’t hate you at all..." Lin Feng smiled cheekily and said earnestly to Cao Ying, holding her tightly with both hands, unwilling to loosen his grip.

Cao Ying felt something was off with Lin Feng’s behavior; her face was a bit tense as she said, "You, let go of me first and then talk..."

"No, holding you is so comfortable, I don’t want to let go." Lin Feng muttered.

"Lin Feng, I’m serious; if you don’t release me, I’m going to get upset..." Cao Ying gritted her teeth, but being held from behind by Lin Feng made her exert no strength... Of course, Cao Ying was already softening up, making it even harder to escape Lin Feng’s grip.

"Hehe... Sweetheart, you’re upset, huh? I’ve never seen you truly angry, hurry up and show me!" Lin Feng laughed mischievously, knowing well that Cao Ying was a tough-spoken but soft-hearted woman who was very tolerant of him, so he never felt she’d ever turn against him.

"Ah... You naughty... I’m being bullied to death by you!" Cao Ying said helplessly, her face flushed and voice soaked with tears.

Sure enough, Cao Ying wasn’t angry; she just felt a bit aggrieved, grieved to the point of almost crying.

Lin Feng was a man afraid of women crying; upon hearing that Cao Ying was about to cry, his hands instinctively released her, then he lightly touched his lips to her face, murmuring, "Alright, I was just joking earlier; I’ve let you go now... What do you want to say?"

Cao Ying’s face was blushing deeply now, struggling to get up from the sofa, her voice lowered, pinching Lin Feng’s soft flesh at his waist, angrily saying, "You, you need to move aside, I... I want to go to the washroom..."

"Ouch... Dear wife, how can you hit me so hard? Are you trying to murder your husband?!" Lin Feng, enduring the pain, helped Cao Ying up, jokingly asking.