Chapter 277: No More Punching, No More Punching, We’ll Never Punch Again
In her dream, Hu Yu Ying felt like her body had @disowned her and gone rogue.
As the person beside her stretched and got up, she slowly opened her eyes—like a lazy kitten awakening from a nap.
Seeing Hu Yu Ying, the sleepy little cat, Dragon Brother smirked and leaned in closer—so close that only a few inches separated their noses. He whispered softly, “Sleep a little longer; today no one’s gonna bother you.”
While speaking, he brushed a stray lock of hair behind his ear. The gentle touch of fingertips against her cheek made Hu Yu Ying’s little face feel unusually warm.
Especially now, when she met Dragon Brother’s gaze, she hurriedly averted her eyes—nervous and shy all at once.
But then she shot him a fierce glare—like a furious kitten—”Dragon Bro… bad guy…”
Last night, they had agreed to respect her feelings and experience.
But in the end, he looked like he had lost all self-control, like he was floating on cloud nine, drowning in bliss—truly making her question her life choices…
Dragon Brother squatted in front of Hu Yu Ying, holding her hand and placing it near his lips. He whispered softly, “Does it still hurt?”
He admitted—hey, it was totally his fault. He had promised to keep things in check outside, but—regardless of what he said—the truth was, he just couldn’t help himself.
He wanted to give her the very best… the absolute best…
What he could and should do now was treat Little Girl better and better.
Having lived single for two lifetimes, Hu Yu Ying was his first woman.
Of course, he spared no effort in loving her, cherishing her—the girl whose body he had taken, but only as a little huff of annoyance.
Hu Yu Ying felt the warm gentleness radiating from the back of his hand, hearing his tender concern, and her heart was instantly moved. Her face, however, couldn’t help but turn a fiery red:
“Next time, do you think you could go a little easier?”
Last night, she truly begged Dragon Bro, but he just wouldn’t let go…
It’s not that it wasn’t possible, or that she really blamed him—it’s just… it was just too good…
Burying her face into her neck, she couldn’t hold back a low chuckle. “I swear I’ll be more careful next time, I promise.”
“Really?” Hu Yu Ying trusted Dragon Brother implicitly. Hearing him promise, she blinked innocently—like a little angel—and seriously asked, “Really really?”
“Really.”
Hu Yu Ying immediately brightened and threw her arms around his neck, eager to get up.
But when she truly sat up, she realized just how exhausted her body was.
At that moment, Hu Yu Ying looked like she was about to cry—heart full of overwhelming feelings, yet tears of exhaustion almost blurring her vision.
Dragon Brother wanted to persuade her to rest a while longer—after all, she had only just fallen into deep sleep near dawn.
But Hu Yu Ying stubbornly insisted on getting up. Having not washed all night, now, looking at the traces left underneath her, she felt a bit embarrassed.
“Dragon Bro, don’t look.”
“I’ll take you to the bath.”
Checking her own body, Hu Yu Ying blushed and bit her lip, nodding. “Well… um, can you turn around first?”
Last night, with the lights off, she couldn’t see anything clearly.
But now, at a glance, everything was in plain sight—embarrassingly so.
She still felt a little shy about it.
Dragon Brother understood. After all, he had broken his promise—so he listened obediently to Ah Ying.
After dressing, Hu Yu Ying peeked under the covers, gazing at the scarlet on the bed sheet. Her normally rosy face was now even redder.
Carefully, she peeled back the blanket.
Hearing a sound, Dragon Brother turned to look at the crimson stain.
He stepped forward and took it from her hands.
“Dragon Bro, I don’t want you to wash,” Hu Yu Ying’s eyes at this moment dared not meet his. She whispered softly, almost pleading.
Hearing that, Dragon Brother paused, staring at the girl, so intoxicatingly delicate and adorable, he suddenly felt like he was dreaming.
He had gotten her, all of her—her gentleness seemed etched in his bones, her charm seemed born solely for him.
“No—I want to—I want to keep it,” she whispered, clutching her little hands.
Seeing her like this, Dragon Brother momentarily forgot how to speak—his words stammered and tangled.
When Hu Yu Ying saw him stuttering, she giggled softly.
Perhaps she had truly become a woman, because that smile, with the flirtatious glint in her eyes, made Dragon Brother feel his emotions stir uncontrollably again.
But honestly, that tightness—after a while—started to hurt him a little.
He took a deep breath, suppressing the overflowing energy within, and folded the quilt meticulously.
He dumped all the clutter from his suitcase onto the ground, then tucked the bed sheet into his bag.
Finished, he gently pulled Little Girl into his arms.
Rubbing his chin on her long hair, he sighed, “Like a dream—feeling empty inside. But holding you, suddenly, I feel at peace.”
Hu Yu Ying nodded softly; she felt the same.
Last night’s happenings had come too fast—nothing like what she had seen in those short videos.
From start to finish, even now, it all seemed like a dream. If not for the lingering traces and fatigue on her body…
She gently took Dragon Brother’s hand and whispered, “This is not a dream. Little Girl belongs to you now.”
In her softest voice, she brought Dragon Brother back to reality.
“Go take a bath first. Soon, everything at home will be ready.”
“Okay, I’ll listen to Dragon Bro.”
Taking a couple of steps, she inhaled deeply, her hand resting on her waist.
Last night, she couldn’t remember exactly what time she’d fallen asleep—probably not for long—otherwise, her head wouldn’t feel this foggy. Her body was aching, her stomach fluttering, and her waist weak—these signs made her feel so sleepy after just a few steps.
Dragon Brother moved closer and squatted before her.
“Come on up, I’ll carry you.”
Hu Yu Ying looked at him, always consistently so caring for her.
Meeting Dragon Brother, being with him—she felt so lucky, so happy.
“What’s wrong?” Seeing her eyes welling up again, Dragon Brother’s heart melted. He crouched in front of her, his voice softening.
“Dragon Bro, I’m really touched, and I can’t control myself. Please don’t punch me, okay?”
“No more punching, no more punching. From now on, you can punch me—hit me if I make you angry.”
Hu Yu Ying laughed through her tears, throwing herself into his embrace, burying her face in his arm. Her muffled voice said, “I don’t want to punch Dragon Bro.”
He carried her out of the alley.
This time, she didn’t need to sneak around anymore—she openly hugged her Dragon Bro, her hands clasped tightly, her smile sweet and gentle…
