Heartfelt(2)

Lin Wanrong was startled. Could this girl be confused? I am certainly not the ideal match for her.

Luo Ning's body felt like it was burning, her face flushed, eyes tightly closed, yet she clung to him and whispered, "Big brother, I like you."

Lin Wanrong broke into a cold sweat. This girl didn't seem to be joking. Oh no, oh no, I've entangled my brother's sister again. How should I explain this to Little Luo?

Luo Ning's body carried a hint of warmth, tightly entwined with him, surrounding him like a fire. The figure of this talented woman was truly outstanding. Lin Wanrong embraced her and said, "Miss Luo, please let go of me; let's have a proper conversation."

Luo Ning, feeling both shy and angry, clearly heard Lin Wanrong's words but chose not to release him. Annoyed, she slipped out of his embrace and dove under the blanket, covering her face and remaining silent.

Seeing her shy and timid appearance, Lin Wanrong couldn't help but coughed twice, saying, "Miss Luo, did you make a mistake? It's alright; I don't remember anything you said earlier."

Panicking, Luo Ning covered her face with the quilt, her legs kicking suddenly in frustration. Blushing, she said, "Big brother—"

Seems like this is real. I am truly clueless. Lin Wanrong could hardly believe his ears. From what he knew about Luo Ning, this talented woman was proud and demanding. She used to say she wanted a husband who excelled in both literary and martial arts. In these aspects, I'm nowhere close. How could she be interested in me? Then he remembered what Luo Ning said at Madam Luo's birthday celebration, mentioning a change in her criteria for choosing a spouse. Could it be that she was referring to me?

Luo Ning didn't hear him speak for a long time. Hastily lifting the quilt, she saw him looking dumbfounded. Feeling both shy and sweet, she bit her silver teeth and said, "Big brother, extinguish the lamp."

"Extinguish the lamp?" Lin Wanrong exclaimed, even sensing a tremor in his own voice. Could it be that this girl wants to take advantage of the darkness to do something to me? I've lived for so many years, and while I've been with women, I've never been taken advantage of by a woman. Physically and mentally, I'm not prepared for this.

"Big brother—" Luo Ning's voice trembled slightly. "Extinguish the lamp, and then I dare to speak to you."

Sweating. Your courage is so small; where did your courage from earlier go? Lin Wanrong could only blow out the lamp, plunging the room into darkness. Between them, no one could see each other clearly.

Luo Ning whispered, "Big brother, a gentleman does not deceive in the dark. I believe in your character."

A gentleman does not deceive in the dark? Well, a fool wouldn't deceive in the dark. He sternly said, "Miss Luo, as you know, I dislike gentlemen. To prevent accidentally doing ungentlemanly things, I'd better leave."

Luo Ning hastily stopped him, blushing, "Big brother, are you— I just want to share my thoughts with you. Do you have to bully me? In the outer room, you were bullying Qiaoqiao like that. Do you want to continue?"

Sweating, sweating heavily. Lin Wanrong felt a chill all over. It turns out our secret affair was truly discovered, and Luo Ning witnessed it. I wondered why those embroidered shoes flew to both sides. I can't let Qiaoqiao know about this; otherwise, in the future, if she wants something exciting, this girl won't agree.

"Miss Luo, are you not angry?" Lin Wanrong smirked.

"What's the use of being angry? Big brother, I know the kind of person you are. Unrestrained, unconventional, and in this world, there's probably no one who dares to trouble you. If not for that, how could I like—"

Luo Ning spoke softly and eloquently, but the last few words were unclear.

"Luo Miss, at this point, I have to say it. The scenes you saw just now are true, but not entirely. In fact, I am a painter, nicknamed 'Touch and Sketch.' Everything I did just now was to create an extraordinary painting. You are well-versed in literature and art; you must know that the most crucial aspect of painting is the full involvement of both parties. To achieve the best effect, I was playing an interesting game with Qiaoqiao to quickly immerse both of us in the scene. The ultimate goal is to complete that wonderful painting." Lin Wanrong shamelessly explained.

Luo Ning, feeling too embarrassed to speak, covered her face with the quilt. Did you want Qiaoqiao to undress, and then you'd touch and sketch on her? Not only are you doing something bad, but you're also doing it in my room. If Qiaoqiao follows you, she'll be corrupted.

"Big brother," Luo