Chapter 260 - She Asks Him If He Wants to Go Inside

Tang Guihua, who was driving, knew that Luo Long was kissing An Yuying and naturally felt a bit jealous.

“Cowboy, what are you all doing!” Tang Guihua scoffed coldly.

From her accusatory tone, one could detect her dissatisfaction, and if she were further provoked, she was likely to get angry.

“Sister Guihua, I’m whispering to Sister An,” Luo Yang laughed.

As a result, Hong Jiaxin let out another cold snort.

Luo Yang reached out, aiming to gently pat Hong Jiaxin’s arm, hinting at her to save him some face.

Little did he know, Hong Jiaxin reached to adjust the car window, moving her hand from its original position on her thigh, causing Luo Yang’s hand to land on her thigh instead.

“You!”

“Squad leader, I didn’t do it on purpose.”

Luo Yang hastily apologized.

In fact, he truly hadn’t intended to pat Hong Jiaxin’s thigh.

Knowing full well how fiery Hong Jiaxin’s temper was, Luo Yang would not have chosen to pat her thigh.

At least, not with An Yuying present, it wouldn’t be convenient to do so.

But Hong Jiaxin didn’t care whether Luo Yang did it on purpose or not, and immediately swung her fist at him.

Goodness, if that punch had connected, getting a black eye would have been unavoidable.

Luo Yang’s “Shadow Fist” was ingenious in that he didn’t need to see exactly where his opponent was; as soon as the opponent made a move, he would automatically dodge.

As Hong Jiaxin’s right fist swung over, Luo Yang easily grabbed her arm.

“Squad leader, don’t be agitated.”

“Touching Sister’s thigh, I’m going to beat you up!”

It would have been fine if she hadn’t voiced that, but once she did, not only did An Yuying get jealous, even Tang Guihua felt jealous.

“Cowboy, why did you touch Jiaxin’s thigh, you naughty cowboy, very naughty cowboy…”

An Yuying also swung her little fists at him.

“Cowboy, you deny it after taking advantage of Jiaxin.

I believe Jiaxin,” Tang Guihua said indignantly.

“Squad leader, don’t hit me yet,” Luo Yang continued, “Sister An, Sister Guihua, I didn’t do it on purpose.

I wanted to pat the squad leader’s hand, but somehow ended up patting her thigh.”

Hearing Luo Yang say this, Hong Jiaxin became even more annoyed.

“I’m going to beat you to death!”

When he held her right hand, she raised her left fist and swung it at him.

Luo Yang, without any effort, also grabbed her left fist.

“Squad leader, let’s talk it out nicely.

We’re all civilized here, no need to be physical,” Luo Yang said with a smile.

Originally, he only meant to pat Hong Jiaxin’s hand, but ended up patting her thigh instead, a situation that was truly hard to explain.

Having both hands held by Luo Yang, and not as strong as him, Hong Jiaxin tried to kick Luo Yang with both feet.

Luo Yang deftly moved his left foot, separating Hong Jiaxin’s kicking legs.

He then moved to the left side, using his body to trap Hong Jiaxin, preventing her legs from closing.

Hong Jiaxin tried to stand up, then kick Luo Yang again.

But the cabin space was too limited, so she attempted to knee him in the abdomen with her left knee.

Luo Yang reacted even faster and pulled her over by both hands, sitting her down on his thigh.

Afterward, he tightly wrapped both arms around her arms and torso.

Only then did he feel safe.

Hong Jiaxin bounced on Luo Yang’s thigh but couldn’t cause much trouble.

Her hands didn’t break free, so she had to use her fingers.

She twisted Luo Yang’s ribs with all her might while pouting, “Let’s see if you dare to touch Sister’s thigh again!”

Luo Yang only felt a sharp pain in his ribs, but thankfully his inner strength was profound; channeling his “True Qi” to his ribs, he gradually managed to withstand Hong Jiaxin’s twisting.

At that moment, Luo Yang didn’t feel any pain at all.

Hong Jiaxin realized she couldn’t twist Luo Yang anymore and changed to another spot to twist.

While the two were wrestling, An Yuying saw Hong Jiaxin sitting on Luo Yang’s thigh and became quite jealous.

“Stop fighting, you two.

Cowboy, Jiaxin, calm down,” An Yuying urged.

“Sister An, the squad leader wants to hit me,” Luo Yang said while holding Hong Jiaxin tightly.

“Jiaxin, don’t keep hitting Niu Zai.

Let him off the hook,” An Yuying said with pity.

If An Yuying hadn’t spoken up, Hong Jiaxin would have stopped teasing after a while.

She loved to tease An Yuying the most, always secretly delighted to see An Yuying’s jealous expression.

“I’m going to keep hitting him,” Hong Jiaxin said with feigned annoyance.

She stopped twisting Luo Yang’s ribs and instead began to slap him with her palm.

Suddenly, the sound of slapping filled the carriage.

“Jiaxin, you’re hitting Niu Zai so hard, it must really hurt him,” An Yuying said anxiously.

“He dared to pat my thigh, I’m going to hammer him!” Hong Jiaxin said, getting more into it as she continued.

In fact, the sound was somewhat loud, but she wasn’t really using force.

Moreover, Luo Yang had stealthily channeled his True Qi to his ribs, so even if Hong Jiaxin used all her might, she wouldn’t be able to hurt him.

An Yuying was even more bothered by Hong Jiaxin moving her hand up and down Luo Yang’s thigh.

“Niu Zai, stop fighting.

Sit properly,” An Yuying pleaded, shaking Luo Yang’s shoulder.

“Sister An, I’m not fighting with the squad leader; she’s the one hitting me,” Luo Yang clarified.

As he spoke, he suddenly realized Hong Jiaxin’s red lips were just inches away.

Their breaths intermingled on each other’s faces, warm and soft.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Hong Jiaxin quickly turned her head and pressed it against Luo Yang’s face, preventing him from kissing her.

“Squad leader, why are you pressing your head against me?” Luo Yang said with a laugh.

“As if I don’t know what you’re up to, I’m going to thrash you!”

As she spoke, she resumed slapping Luo Yang’s ribs energetically.

When she heard An Yuying’s incessant display of jealousy, Hong Jiaxin couldn’t help but snicker.

“Niu Zai, no more messing around.

It’s not safe to do that in the car,” An Yuying continued, shaking Luo Yang’s shoulder.

As Luo Yang turned his head to speak to An Yuying, he found her red lips right in front of him.

So he pecked her lips quickly before saying, “Sister An, the squad leader wants to hit me, I have no choice but to hold her tight.”

Hong Jiaxin swayed, trying to struggle free without success.

“I won’t let you off tonight!” she said, both annoyed and helpless.

“Squad leader, hear me out.

I really didn’t do it on purpose,” Luo Yang insisted sincerely.

Just then, Tang Guihua suddenly stopped the car.

“Are you still causing trouble?

We’ve arrived.

Do you even want to go to the Xingang Brigade?” Tang Guihua asked.

“Squad leader, can we put our issues aside for now?”

Luo Yang patted Hong Jiaxin’s back gently.

“No way!” Hong Jiaxin grumbled.

But Luo Yang could tell she was just being stubborn; by then, she had stopped slapping his ribs.

“Squad leader, let me help you sit properly,” he said.

Luo Yang then turned and gently placed Hong Jiaxin on the seat.

As soon as she was free, Hong Jiaxin began hitting him with her palms nonstop, but it was erratic and unstructured.

“Squad leader, you’re using the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms on me; I admit defeat,” Luo Yang said, fending off her blows with his hands.

Hong Jiaxin let out a chuckle.

Seeing Luo Yang and Hong Jiaxin both joking and laughing, An Yuying complained sourly, “Niu Zai, we’ve arrived.

What do we do now?”

By that time, Hong Jiaxin had already gotten out of the car, leaving Luo Yang and An Yuying sitting in the back.

The carriage was lit up, and Luo Yang could see the strong look of jealousy on An Yuying’s cute face, her red lips pouted and her eyes a deep pool.

Luo Yang knew how to defuse An Yuying’s anger; he immediately leaned in and tenderly pecked her red lips.

After a triple peck, An Yuying’s pouting lips relented.

After another triple peck, a smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

Luo Yang, spurred by excitement, wanted to give yet another triple peck, but noticed Tang Guihua watching and had to stop himself.

“Sister Guihua,” Luo Yang said with an embarrassed smile.

Tang Guihua pursed her lips slightly, her eyes also showing a hint of jealousy, as she gave Luo Yang a faint, reproachful glance.