The Reserved Zhu Zhuqing
Ye Lingling reached out and gently rubbed Jiang Lan's head. "Awake?"
"Yes! I came to find you as soon as I woke up!" Jiang Lan looked up, her cheeks still bearing the marks of the pillow, like Little Penguin that had just crawled out of its nest.
Dugu Yan slowly lowered her arm, stood up, and the smile on her face changed from gentle to a kind of extremely dangerous calm.
She walked behind Jiang Lan, bent down, pinched the back of his collar with two fingers, lifted him off Ye Lingling's lap, and brought him in front of her.
"Little Guga, didn't you see me just now?" Dugu Yan's voice was gentle, but Jiang Lan's hair stood on end in an instant.
"No, no, Sister Yanyan, I saw you!" Jiang Lan kicked her short legs in mid-air, smiling ingratiatingly. "I originally wanted to hug you first, but Sister Lingling seemed closer, so I hugged her a little bit first. Now it's your turn, really!"
"Oh?" Dugu Yan raised an eyebrow, turned to look at Ye Lingling, "Lingling, when he hugged you, he was only two steps away from me. He ran past me, circled in an arc, and precisely hugged your leg."
Ye Lingling thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he thinks my legs are longer, making them easier to handle."
Dugu Yan's eyes sharpened in an instant.
She looked at Ye Lingling, then at herself, took a deep breath, put Jiang Lan back on the ground, straightened up, crossed her arms, and looked down at the little girl with a fawning expression.
"Jiang Lan, if you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, you'll be sleeping alone tonight." Dugu Yan was stunned after saying that.
This dialogue sounds so strange, it sounds like she's talking to her husband.
Her face flushed slightly, and she turned her head away, pretending to look at the scenery in the distance.
Ye Lingling chuckled softly, her gaze fixed elsewhere, but her shoulders were visibly trembling.
Doro had already crept up from behind, squatted down at Ye Lingling's feet, looked up at the scene between the two adults and the child, pulled an Ju Zi out from under his belly, and slowly began to peel it.
Ye Lingling told Jiang Lan about their sparring match with the Shrek Academy.
Jiang Lan's eyes lit up when she learned that Xiao Wu and the others had arrived.
"I'm going to see them."
After Jiang Lan finished speaking, she ran towards the Shrek Academy group without saying another word.
"Wait for me."
Doro was about to follow when Dugu Yan picked him up and roughly squeezed him in her arms.
Jiang Lan jogged along and soon spotted the houses not far away.
A young girl walked out and headed towards Jiang Lan.
The girl had long black hair cascading over her shoulders, fair skin, and an extremely voluptuous and curvaceous figure that belied her age.
Her expression was indifferent, and her dark eyes were devoid of any life, which clashed with her originally extremely beautiful face.
Zhu Zhuqing.
Jiang Lan recognized the other person at a glance.
There's no way to tell if Zhu Zhuqing's figure is unrecognizable, which would be quite strange.
Who else at this age has such an outrageous physique? Only someone from the Douluo Continent could be this outrageous.
Jiang Lan remembered correctly: in the Douluo Continent, people are considered adults at the age of 15 and can then marry and have children.
"Sister, do you know where Sister Rongrong and Sister Xiao Wu are?" Jiang Lan stopped in front of Zhu Zhuqing, looked up and asked Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing looked down at Jiang Lan, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, as if she was enduring something.
Seeing this, Jiang Lan felt something was strange and didn't understand what was wrong with Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing looked around to make sure there was no one else there, then took a deep breath as if making a decision.
Zhu Zhuqing slowly squatted down, and in her originally cold and icy black eyes, a kind of long-suppressed light was now surging.
She reached out and gently touched Jiang Lan's chubby cheek with her fingertips. Jiang Lan shuddered as if she had been electrocuted, and then suddenly pulled Jiang Lan into her arms.
Jiang Lan's face was pressed against an extremely soft and elastic surface, her entire head almost sinking into it.
His Penguin Suit hood was squeezed upside down and stuck on the back of his head. His two short legs instinctively flapped twice in mid-air, and then stopped moving.
It wasn't that I didn't want to move, it was that I simply couldn't. My entire face was completely covered, and even breathing became a luxury.
"So soft... so small... so cute..." Zhu Zhuqing's voice came from above Jiang Lan's head, completely different from her usual Bingbing tone.
She spoke incredibly fast, her voice several octaves higher than normal, even carrying a tremor that seemed to have been suppressed for a long time before finally erupting, "Why are there such adorable little children... round... soft... wearing Penguin Suit... I've wanted to hug them for so long..."
Jiang Lan struggled to lift his head from her embrace, took a difficult breath of fresh air, and then realized with despair that Zhu Zhuqing had no intention of letting go of him.
She tightened her grip on his arms, burying her face in his hair and rubbing against him, while saying things that were completely out of character for her icy demeanor.
"What's your name? How old are you? Where do you live? What do you usually like to eat? Why are you wearing Penguin Suit? Do you know that when you run, you look like a moving glutinous rice ball?" Zhu Zhuqing's voice trembled slightly with excitement.
Those eyes, which were usually expressionless, were now frighteningly bright, reflecting Jiang Lan's fleshy face, which was flushed red from being squeezed.
"I was staring at you the whole time you ran over. You're so cute! How can someone look so much like a plush toy? I almost lost control of myself. Luckily, Rongrong and Xiao Wu weren't here, or they would definitely have tried to take you away from me too..."
Jiang Lan felt like she was about to suffocate.
He had been tormented by the older girls at the Skywater Academy before, had his face pinched by Dugu Yan, and had his cheek kissed by Meng Yiran, but never before had he felt like this.
He was being held tightly by a girl known for her cold demeanor, with a force that seemed to want to meld him into her body, and was being bombarded with her words in a nearly out-of-control tone.
As if she had finally made up her mind, Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head and gave Jiang Lan a hard kiss on her chubby cheek.
She kissed Jiang Lan's left cheek, then her right, her cheek, forehead, and the tip of her nose, leaving no spot untouched, until Jiang Lan's entire face was covered in light red marks.
Jiang Lan had given up struggling, hanging limply in her arms like a penguin doll whose soul had been drained.
"Zhuqing, what are you doing?"
A familiar voice came from behind, tinged with obvious surprise.
Zhu Zhuqing's movements suddenly froze.
She slowly turned her head and saw Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong standing three steps away, their eyes wide open and their mouths agape in almost identical O shapes.