The Other World: The Happy Life of the Yellow-Haired Tutor

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Chapter 183 Emotions Surge, Props Take Over

Because Ling Xiaobei's hands were cuffed behind her back, when she lay face down on the table, her cheeks were directly pressed against the surface. Her full, rounded breasts pressed against the textbook, the pale gold clips and bells sinking into her soft, white flesh. This intensified the pain in Ling Xiaobei's eyes; her delicate brows furrowed tightly, and a look of discomfort appeared on her pretty face. Her small, exquisite white silk-clad feet twitched in the air a couple of times before reluctantly landing on the cold floor. Seeing Ling Xiaobei lying face down on the table, at his mercy, Chen Bin's eyes gleamed with a bright, burning light.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his right hand, his fingertips landing on Ling Xiaobei's smooth, fair back, slowly sliding down her spine. He reached her full, plump peach-like mound, disappearing into the crevice, gently touching her moist paradise.

His movements were gentle, yet it was precisely this subtle caress that intensified Ling Xiaobei's sensations. Her cherry lips were tightly pursed, she breathed heavily, and her dark eyes narrowed slightly, brimming with tenderness. Chen Bin felt the smoothness on his fingertips, his breathing became heavy, and he grabbed Ling Xiaobei's beautiful leg and took a step forward. His sword, like a warrior's, pressed against her home, easily slid inside.

A familiar sense of fulfillment welled up inside her, causing Ling Xiaobei to unconsciously tilt her head back, a long, satisfied sigh escaping her lips. "Do you feel even better than before?" Hearing Ling Xiaobei's voice, Chen Bin bent down to her fair earlobe. "Well...maybe a little." Ling Xiaobei's pretty face flushed slightly.

“I think so too. It’s definitely better to come from behind.” Chen Bin kissed Ling Xiaobei’s earlobe and whispered.

When he hugged Ling Xiaobei from behind, he could feel his abdomen pressed tightly against the peach, and he moved forward even deeper.

This is why he and Ling Xiaobei were even more delighted. "Have you ever done this with my mom?"

Feeling Chen Bin's erect penis brush against her earlobe, Ling Xiaobei involuntarily pulled her head back, feeling a slight itch. For many women, the earlobe is a rather private area, and Ling Xiaobei was no exception.

Especially now that she's being tormented by so many props, her nerves are even more sensitive, and many subtle hints can make her weak and pliable.

"Yes, it happened, on the table." Chen Bin recalled his battle with Zheng Yiyun in the greenhouse, and asked with some confusion, "Why do you always bring up Aunt Zheng at times like this?"

“Because she’s my mother, and you’ve taken her!” Ling Xiaobei said irritably, “Of course I’ll think of her unconsciously.” “Is that so? Then why don’t you two change your lockup order and lock up together?” Chen Bin placed his palm on Ling Xiaobei’s chest and said with a light laugh. “You wish!” Ling Xiaobei glared angrily at Chen Bin.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt Chen Bin's fingers grip the clip.

A sharp pain suddenly shot through the red plum blossom, causing Ling Xiaobei's body to stiffen abruptly, forcing her to stop speaking.

Hearing Ling Xiaobei let out a soft groan tinged with pain, Chen Bin loosened his grip slightly, then took a step forward. Before Ling Xiaobei could recover from the pain in her chest, she felt another onslaught of attacks.

A wave of joy washed over Ling Xiaobei, giving him a bittersweet feeling. Then he heard the crisp sound of cards being played from behind him.

Upon impact, the perfectly round peach trembled gently, creating layers of snowy white waves.

Upon witnessing this beautiful scene, Chen Bin felt a surge of passion coursing through his heart, causing his strength and speed to gradually increase.

A surge of intense pleasure enveloped him, making his breathing heavy and his eyes burning with passion. His eager, lustful hands had already slid down Ling Xiaobei's slender waist, pressing down once more on her plump, ripe peach. But this time, perhaps because his desire was too intense, Chen Bin's hands gripped her tightly, quickly leaving red marks on her snow-white flesh.

A burning pain spread across her peach, causing Ling Xiaobei's handcuffed hands to clench instinctively. A deep look of agony appeared on her delicate face.

The pain came not only from her peaches, but also from her face and chest pressing tightly against the table.

For a pampered girl like Ling Xiaobei, having her cheek pressed directly against the table was already unbearable. Now, Chen Bin was still moving forward relentlessly, causing her cheek to rub uncontrollably against the tabletop, which was extremely painful. More importantly, under Chen Bin's pressure, the pale gold clips and bells had sunk deep into her soft flesh. This caused Ling Xiaobei's round chest to suffer greatly.

At first, she could barely endure it, but as the impact gradually intensified, Ling Xiaobei finally couldn't help but ask, "Chen Bin, can't you... can't you be a little warmer?"

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Upon hearing Ling Xiaobei's words, Chen Bin paused and whispered.

"It's uncomfortable lying on the table like this; it hurts my chest. Untie my hands, I'll use them to support myself and look at the table," Ling Xiaobei said softly, her voice trembling.

"Okay." Chen Bin pressed the peach, took a deep breath, and slowly calmed the pounding emotions in his heart.

Then, she raised her hand and carefully untied Ling Xiaobei's hands, noticing faint red marks on her wrists. However, Ling Xiaobei clearly didn't care; feeling her hands were free, she eagerly straightened up. She then pressed her hands against the table, watching the bell gently shake, its clear sound echoing in her ears.

If Ling Xiaobei had heard such a sound before, she would have felt extremely ashamed, but now she found it quite pleasant. This was all because she had been so uncomfortable lying on the table, and now that she was free, she felt a sudden sense of relief.

Then she raised her hand, pinched the clip on her left atrium, carefully removed it, turned her head and glared at Chen Bin: "Look what you've done!" "What's wrong?" Chen Bin mumbled and raised his head.

His gaze fell on Ling Xiaobei's chest, noticing that the red plum blossom there was swollen and congested, its color deepening and becoming alluring. Besides, her round breasts had also suffered; a clear, bell-shaped red mark was imprinted on her delicate skin. This was because the bell had been embedded in her breasts for a long time while she was lying on the table, resulting in this pitiful state. Chen Bin hadn't expected this either. He froze upon seeing the bell-shaped red mark, then a slight smile appeared on his lips. "You're still laughing!" Seeing the curve of Chen Bin's lips, Ling Xiaobei glared at him angrily, like a cat with its fur standing on end. Overwhelmed with emotion, her snow-white chest heaved violently, and the other bell, still attached, swayed incessantly. "Sorry, sorry, I didn't want to laugh either, but this mark is really funny." Chen Bin waved his hand, his smile widening. Seeing this, Ling Xiaobei pressed her chest in embarrassment and anger, clenching her white fist and pounding it heavily on Chen Bin's arm. But her strength was far too weak; it was like tickling Chen Bin, causing him no pain whatsoever. Instead, it made the pale golden bell shake even louder.

Chen Bin watched the snowball behind the bell tremble gently, and involuntarily reached out to hold it, feeling its softness. At the same time, he leaned forward and pressed his forehead against Ling Xiaobei's, his lips brushing against her pretty face: "How about we change to another toy?" "What do you want to play with this time?" Hearing Chen Bin's words, Ling Xiaobei's face flushed slightly, and she hooked her hand around the back of his neck.

“I guarantee this won’t make you too uncomfortable.” Chen Bin finished speaking and bent down, pulling a black gag from his shopping bag. The gag was spherical with three or four small holes to ensure unobstructed breathing while wearing it. “Where did you get so many weird things?” Seeing the gag in Chen Bin’s hand, Ling Xiaobei’s pretty face instantly turned hot. Although this was the first time she had ever seen a gag, she quickly understood its use and felt a surge of shame. “I bought it at that adult store before. You probably didn’t notice it then, but that’s not important now.”

"The important thing is, do you want to wear it? Or should I help you put it on?" Chen Bin said, handing the gag to Ling Xiaobei. "I can do it myself." Ling Xiaobei blushed as she took the gag, muttering, "Is this the last prop?"

“No, there are many more.” Chen Bin said frankly, and seeing Ling Xiaobei’s face turn ugly, he added, “But don’t worry, they definitely won’t all be used on you.”

"And you're not allowed to use it on my mom either," Ling Xiaobei muttered, blushing as she slowly put the gag on.

The moment her cherry lips bit the gag, a wave of shame overwhelmed her. Chen Bin, on the other hand, felt intense excitement.

Seeing Ling Xiaobei, with her pure and lovely face, wearing a gag and clips, the flames in his heart burned fiercely.

Noticing his intense gaze, Ling Xiaobei's heart trembled. She turned her head away, still holding the gag, and lay back down on the table.

His long, slender, white arms were taut, his jade-like hands pressed against the table, his gaze sweeping over the textbooks and test papers so close at hand. Ling Xiaobei was a second-year high school student, so she naturally knew the first-year test papers inside and out, answering several questions at a glance. Normally, she would probably feel a little smug about it, but now she only felt like she was desecrating knowledge. At the same time, Chen Bin had already embraced her soft waist from behind, making her feel as if she herself was being defiled. But before this feeling could spread, Chen Bin's body suddenly thrust forward, re-entering her warm and tight place. Ling Xiaobei's nerves twitched, and she unconsciously arched her neck, her white teeth gently biting the gag, her breathing extremely rapid. And Chen Bin, seeing her alluring posture, was instantly filled with fervor, his surging offensive unfolding like a raging storm. In this violent impact, Ling Xiaobei gripped the edge of the table tightly, her delicate body swaying uncontrollably. Her snow-white nostrils flared incessantly, exhaling warm breaths.

Her rosy lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to utter a sound, but due to the gag, she could only sob incessantly.

The glistening saliva welled up from her lips and dripped down through the tiny opening. A silvery-white stream of fluid followed, incredibly alluring.

Chapter 184 Love Erupts, Souls Merge

Seeing Ling Xiaobei's sobbing, Chen Bin felt his heart being constantly churning, and his movements became even more intense. But perhaps because of the excessive force, the desk was knocked forward, its legs scraping against the ground with a screeching sound. Ling Xiaobei's delicate body shook violently, the pale gold bell almost blurring before her snow-white chest. The clip above the bell also swayed, rubbing against a touch of crimson, and the pain spread through Ling Xiaobei's heart. But perhaps because she had been clamped for so long, Ling Xiaobei had actually become accustomed to the pain, her nerves becoming somewhat numb.

She even found the pain somewhat pleasurable, which intensified her pleasure. This thought made Ling Xiaobei instinctively feel ashamed.

But in the heat of the battle, her shame was quickly replaced by pleasure, her soul immersed in bliss. Her pure and lovely face was now flushed with a smoky red, her eyes glistening with moisture. Her dark pupils had become somewhat dazed, her snow-white nostrils flared sharply, and her rosy lips could only utter incessant sobs. This scene, as Chen Bin saw it, made him feel that Ling Xiaobei was like a toy, gradually being broken. This stirred a sense of melancholy in Chen Bin, followed by a surge of excitement, and the sounds of collision around him grew louder. Because Ling Xiaobei was still wearing a black and white checkered skirt...

Thus, in this violent collision, her skirt fluttered uncontrollably, like butterfly wings. Her alluring white-stockinged legs trembled, her calves tense, and her rounded thighs rippled with seductive waves. Her originally snow-white skin gradually turned a blush.

Looking at the changes he had created with his own hands, Chen Bin felt as if he were watching a special effects blockbuster, the visual impact extremely strong. This caused his joy to accumulate, gradually taking his soul to heaven.

Under the triple torment of the environment, the props, and Chen Bin, Ling Xiaobei's emotions were also surging.

Noticing Ling Xiaobei's change, Chen Bin smiled, lowered his head, and whispered in her ear, "Xiaobei, you've flooded the Jinshan Temple."

Upon hearing this sudden sound, Ling Xiaobei was first startled, then felt a deep sense of shame. Instinctively, she turned her head to glare at Chen Bin, wanting to tell him to shut up, but could only manage sobs.

The glistening saliva flowing from her lips slid down her snow-white chin, leaving a noticeable wet stain on her chest.

As luck would have it, just as Ling Xiaobei turned to glare at Chen Bin, a crystal-clear drop of water fell, wetting the blush on her heart.

Chen Bin stared quietly at the alluring scene, a strong interest in the snowball before him suddenly surging within him. Without hesitation, he lowered his head and kissed that tempting, mouthwatering rosy bud.

When you gently sweep your tongue over it, you can clearly feel that it is much more swollen than before.

This made Chen Bin's movements unconsciously become gentler; his teeth carefully pressed against her, while his lips licked the softness of her skin, and a "spray spray spray" sound followed.

Ling Xiaobei looked down at Chen Bin's movements, her breathing becoming rapid. She raised a delicate hand and pressed it against Chen Bin's head. Her fine eyebrows furrowed slightly.

This is because she was currently lying face down on the table, her upper body was forced to twist, which naturally made her feel uncomfortable. But it was also because of the twisting of her upper body that her supple waist and flat stomach involuntarily became tense.

Chen Bin gently stroked it, feeling a supple texture; his fingertips danced across it, a wonderful sensation filling his senses. This made the corners of Chen Bin's mouth involuntarily turn up, and he lowered his head again, burying it in Ling Xiaobei's heart.

But this time, instead of exploring alluring cleavage as before, he styled his entire face into a round shape.

Under this pressure, the snow-white, soft flesh unconsciously spread outwards, turning its original roundness into a pancake shape. As a result, Chen Bin's entire face was in contact with the softness, and a rich milky fragrance lingered around his nose.

With just a slight shake of her head, she was overwhelmed by the sight of soft, fragrant flesh, and for a moment she didn't know where to kiss. Ling Xiaobei, meanwhile, squinted her eyes, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid, clearly feeling Chen Bin's breath pressing against her heart.

The intense heat spread through her heart and quickly swept through her entire body, making her delicate body feel weak and limp.

Because Ling Xiaobei had to support herself on the table, her arms were already very sore. Now, under the intense heat, her taut arms went limp and began to tremble slightly.

Ling Xiaobei could feel that her arms were about to give way.

But Chen Bin didn't understand this and continued to rub his cheek against the snowball in front of him.

The work that needed to be done did not stop, and he tirelessly studied the Peach Blossom Spring he had been dreaming of.

The hand that had been resting on Ling Xiaobei's slender waist gradually moved upwards, covering her flat, smooth abdomen. The warm, jade-like touch filled Chen Bin with pleasure, and he caressed and played with it with it, unable to tear himself away. At the same time, he inserted his thumb into Ling Xiaobei's adorable navel, completely blocking it, giving him a sense of perfect joy.

Chen Bin had always had a strange and intense fondness for navels, so he quickly began circling Ling Xiaobei's navel. Then, he placed his other four fingers down, gently pressing them against Ling Xiaobei's moist heart, touching a delicate stamen. Feeling the heat of Chen Bin's hand, Ling Xiaobei bit her gag tightly, her body becoming increasingly weak. Her long, slender, white arms trembled violently, unable to support her body any longer, and she collapsed weakly onto the desk. With that, Ling Xiaobei's body turned around, and her rounded heart moved away from Chen Bin's gaze.

Chen Bin hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed Ling Xiaobei's back, mumbling, "Are you out of strength?" Ling Xiaobei bent her arms, pressing down on her textbooks and test papers, burying her face in her arms, and nodded weakly.

Then, looking down, he saw the glistening saliva flowing from his mouth, which had soaked the exam papers in front of him.

Seeing the handwriting on the exam paper change color and reveal obvious watermarks, Ling Xiaobei's cheeks instantly burned, her eyes becoming misty and watery. Recalling everything that had happened today, she felt that Chen Bin had repeatedly crossed her bottom line, and shame lingered in her heart. "Has anyone else been treated like this by him?" Ling Xiaobei murmured to herself, An Nuo's beautiful face flashing through her mind.

The thought that Anuo might have also been tormented by Chen Bin using these props filled Ling Xiaobei with even more shame. She then gently shook her head, trying to clear her mind of these distracting thoughts.

But at that moment, Chen Bin suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm, turning her over.

Ling Xiaobei felt a sudden dizziness, and the clear sound of bells kept echoing in her ears.

When she came to her senses, she found herself sitting on the table, her plump breasts pressed tightly against the edge. This placed her rounded chest directly in front of Chen Bin, her slightly swollen breasts once again coming into his view. Without hesitation, Chen Bin lowered his head and kissed her breasts again, his hands supporting Ling Xiaobei's soft waist. His erection, which had just subsided, returned to its rightful place, filling Ling Xiaobei's moist heart with heat. Ling Xiaobei felt a familiar fullness, unconsciously taking a deep breath, and squinting her eyes to see Chen Bin panting heavily.

The sword of the Kidney Warrior thrusts and retreats with each breath, gradually pushing Ling Xiaobei to the peak of pleasure. Chen Bin, after such a long and intense battle, also feels his emotions approaching their climax.

So he lowered his hands and grasped Ling Xiaobei's round thighs, making her two long, beautiful legs form an "M" shape.

Seeing this shameful scene, Ling Xiaobei couldn't help but sob. Her plump legs, tightly wrapped in white stockings, limply rested in Chen Bin's arms. Her crystal-clear feet pressed against Chen Bin's shoulder, her lychee-like toes curled up, revealing the throbbing in her heart.

At the same time, she leaned back, pressing her hands against the table, her delicate body like a small boat in a storm, enduring the violent impact. The loud crashing sound, like a bugle call, echoed in her ears.

Ling Xiaobei's heart pounded at the sound, her body temperature soared, and her eyes were fixed on Chen Bin. Because her line of sight was at waist level, she could clearly see people coming and going from her front door. The image of Chen Bin's twisted sword flashed before her eyes again and again, etched into her heart.

This caused Ling Xiaobei's face to flush as red as a rose, her dark eyes lifting in a panic, her brows and eyes brimming with spring-like joy. Chen Bin, on the other hand, lowered his head, his gaze fixed intently on the paradise before him.

Seeing himself enter this paradise sent a powerful jolt through Chen Bin's nerves, propelling his body forward. Amidst the increasingly passionate voices, a surge of fervent love erupted, completely filling Ling Xiaobei's tender heart.

Feeling Chen Bin's burning love, Ling Xiaobei's soul trembled, and her upper body involuntarily straightened up.

Her supple waist arched taut, like a snow-white jade bridge, and a faint bulge could be seen below her rounded navel. This was proof that the Sword of the Kidney Warrior had arrived in the garden.

As her slender waist tensed, Ling Xiaobei's emotional dam collapsed, her legs trembled violently, and a torrent of tears gushed forth. Her full chest heaved violently, her dark eyes fixed on Chen Bin, her pupils completely vacant. In that fleeting moment, Ling Xiaobei heard the untimely ringing of the telephone, but she had no time to pay attention. Chen Bin was the same, having already thrown everything to the back of his mind, tightly gripping Ling Xiaobei's thigh, pinching it until it left noticeable red marks. This caused Ling Xiaobei intense pain, but she didn't care, her delicate body slowly relaxing and slumping onto the table. Then she saw Chen Bin release her long, beautiful legs, bend down and straddle her, forcefully embracing her delicate body.

Their bodies pressed tightly together, their souls merging. (Author's Note)

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Chapter 185 Unexpected Phone Call, Last Prop

Perhaps because the previous battle had been so prolonged and intense, fine beads of sweat had appeared on Ling Xiaobei's delicate body. Therefore, when Chen Bin nestled in her arms, he could clearly feel that Ling Xiaobei's skin was even smoother and more comfortable to the touch. Chen Bin held Ling Xiaobei's fragrant shoulders with both hands, wholeheartedly enjoying the warmth and softness of her body.

After her initial moment of distraction, Ling Xiaobei quickly felt a tightness in her chest and an unbearable pain.

She frowned, weakly patting Chen Bin's broad shoulder, sobbing repeatedly. "What's wrong?" Chen Bin asked, straightening up in confusion.

Then he saw Ling Xiaobei push his chest aside and raise her delicate hand to remove the clip from another round snowball.

Chen Bin then understood the reason for her struggle. He lowered his head and approached Ling Xiaobei's chest, where he saw that touch of crimson that was exceptionally alluring.

"Xiao Bei, it seems quite swollen. Does it hurt?" Chen Bin asked curiously, poking at the red plum blossoms that were almost within reach. Ling Xiao Bei shuddered, wanting to speak but her mouth was gagged, so she could only glare at Chen Bin with eyes full of embarrassment and anger.

"Judging from your appearance, you must be in some pain, right?" Chen Bin clicked his tongue, his fingertips sliding up Ling Xiaobei's neck. The movement was very gentle, almost imperceptible, brushing against Ling Xiaobei's snow-white chin.

This made Ling Xiaobei feel uneasy. Her delicate, jade-like body swayed slightly, bringing Chen Bin a surge of pleasure. His lips involuntarily curved upwards, his fingertips landing on Ling Xiaobei's lips, noticing their moistness. "Xiaobei, you look quite cute with the gag in your mouth," Chen Bin chuckled, nibbling at Ling Xiaobei's lips. Hearing this, Ling Xiaobei felt a wave of shame wash over her. She bit down hard on the gag, as if it were Chen Bin himself. "Why are you glaring at me?" Chen Bin chuckled, pinching Ling Xiaobei's cheek and gently pressing his thumb against her smooth, moist lips. Provoked by this, Ling Xiaobei's moans quickened, and glistening saliva flowed from the gag's opening. This made Ling Xiaobei even more ashamed; her already flushed face burned even hotter, like a peach blossom in full bloom in spring. Upon seeing Ling Xiaobei's beautiful face, Chen Bin's eyes flashed with amazement. He gently stroked her pretty cheek with his fingers. At the same time, he placed his other hand behind her ear, carefully untied the gag, and slowly removed it. Ling Xiaobei's lips immediately felt relieved. She tightly pursed her lips and gently rubbed her aching cheeks. "How does it feel to wear this thing?" Chen Bin placed the gag aside, a few drops of saliva slowly dripping out. "Try it yourself and you'll see! My cheeks are killing me!" Ling Xiaobei parted her lips slightly, glaring angrily at Chen Bin. Perhaps because she had worn the gag for too long, her voice was now somewhat hoarse and very unnatural. "I don't have such a perverted habit." Chen Bin smiled, exchanging a magic bean and a purity pill for Ling Xiaobei: "Here, your energy recovery and body cleansing package."

"I always eat this stuff after we're done," Ling Xiaobei muttered, taking the Immortal Beans and the Immaculate Pill. Then, somewhat embarrassed, she said, "You should leave first, otherwise I'll get dirty again."

"That's true." Chen Bin nodded slightly upon hearing Ling Xiaobei's words. His Kidney Warrior Sword was still at Ling Xiaobei's house.

If Ling Xiaobei were to consume the Immaculate Pill now, her heart would still be stained with the Hundred Burns after the Kidney Warrior's Sword leaves. In that case, it would be a waste of an Immaculate Pill.

Therefore, Chen Bin gently pressed Ling Xiaobei's shoulder, preparing to temporarily leave her home.

But just as Chen Bin made a move, his phone rang. He then remembered that someone had called him earlier.

So he reached for his phone, glanced at it, and saw it was Zheng Yiyun calling. "It's Aunt Zheng on the phone," Chen Bin patted Ling Xiaobei's flat stomach and gently reminded her.

"Huh? Then go back out first before answering the phone." Ling Xiaobei's heart tightened, and she straightened up in a bit of a panic.

But before she could finish speaking, Chen Bin answered the phone, and Zheng Yiyun's voice rang out: "Hello? Chen Bin?"

Upon hearing her mother's voice, Ling Xiaobei quickly pursed her lips, her breathing becoming slow.

At the same time, she gently swayed her beautiful leg and noticed that Chen Bin's "kidney warrior's sword" hadn't left, which made her nerves jump. Based on her keen intuition, Ling Xiaobei felt that Chen Bin was most likely deliberately not withdrawing.

But now she couldn't struggle, so she could only sit up and angrily rub the soft flesh on Chen Bin's waist.

Seeing this, Chen Bin grabbed Ling Xiaobei's round chest without hesitation and held the phone to his ear: "Auntie, it's me." "Why aren't you and Xiaobei at home? Where did you go?" Zheng Yiyun on the other end of the phone asked with a frown.

"Xiao Bei said she'd take me to the county town, and I'm shopping with her right now," Chen Bin lied without batting an eye. At the same time, he raised an eyebrow at Ling Xiao Bei, his fingers gently pinching the red nipple on her chest and slowly pulling it up.

Pain suddenly spread through Ling Xiaobei's heart. She glared at Chen Bin angrily and raised her hand to grip his wrist tightly.

But her strength was too weak to stop Chen Bin's evil claws from ravaging her heart. A strange feeling spread through Ling Xiaobei's heart.

She could only gently cover her mouth with her hand, trying not to make any unusual sounds, her eyes nervously fixed on the phone. Under her gaze, Zheng Yiyun's voice rang out again: "Shopping? Is Xiaobei next to you? Let her say something." "I...I'm here. Mom, what's wrong?" Hearing Zheng Yiyun's words, Ling Xiaobei hurriedly replied.

"I just wanted to see if Chen Bin had bullied you. Also, there's something else; we might have to go back tonight." "Go back? So soon?" Chen Bin asked, somewhat surprised.

“Something came up at the company, and Gu Wanxin asked me to go back and help. I checked, and the earliest flight is tonight. If you don’t want to go back, you can stay here for now and book your own tickets when you’re tired of playing around.” Zheng Yiyun said softly, her words carrying a hint of ambiguity.