378: Chapter 0378: As the Village Beauty Stretched and Yawned, He Did This 378: Chapter 0378: As the Village Beauty Stretched and Yawned, He Did This Luo Yang floated to the bedside and looked down, only to discover there was no one in the bed!
Although the room was dim and the visibility poor, he could still tell whether or not there was soone on the bed.
Besides a blanket and a pillow, there was no sign of Zhang Jing.
In the dead of night, where could she have gone?
Luo Yang was startled, initially thinking she might have fallen off the bed.
He inspected the ground thoroughly, even checking under the bed, but found no trace of Zhang Jing.
In a room of only a few square ters, with the light on one could see to the very end, with absolutely nowhere to hide.
Yet now Zhang Jing was not in the room!
Luo Yang stepped back to the doorway to check the lock, only to realize the door had been left ajar.
The room had no private bathroom, so it was possible that Zhang Jing had gone downstairs to relieve herself.
Consequently, Luo Yang slipped out of the room, descended the stairs, and headed to the public toilet.
Inside, a 15-watt bulb glowed orange, emitting a lifeless light as if shrouded in a layer of mist, too weak to stir any spirit.
The won’s restroom was completely empty.
Suddenly, Luo Yang worried that so village rogue might have kidnapped Zhang Jing.
He recalled carefully, when he had brought Zhang Jing to the Village Office, there had been no signs of anything amiss.
Moreover, Luo Yang was not the sa as before.
All the ruffians in Hongyun Brigade had to show respect to Luo Yang.
To the people of Hongyun Brigade, Zhang Jing was a stranger, and news of a stranger entering the village would spread quickly.
And considering Zhang Jing was beautiful, it was likely that word about her had already spread among the ruffians.
It was improbable that the ruffians would be unaware of the relationship between Zhang Jing and Luo Yang.
Therefore, the possibility of the village ruffians laying hands on Zhang Jing was very low.
Ruffians from other villages would not co here either.
Thinking this over, Luo Yang cald down sowhat.
But where had Zhang Jing gone then?
If it were dayti, nothing would seem amiss.
But it was the middle of the night, and a beautiful woman was not sleeping in her room – she wouldn’t likely be out taking a stroll, would she?
This was the countryside; there were not many places for entertainnt.
The bars and dance halls of Xiaoshulin Market were all closed.
With money, there was still nowhere to go for fun.
Already suspicious of Zhang Jing, Luo Yang wondered if she might have snuck off to Qin Piao’s house, planning to abduct Hong Jiaxin in the dead of night.
With this thought, Luo Yang hurried back.
At that ti, the moon was bright, and from a height of seven or eight ters, Luo Yang could roughly make out the surroundings of Qin Piao’s house, and saw no one there.
Still uneasy, Luo Yang began to search the village, listening for any cries for help.
Arriving at the large grassy area at the end of the village, Luo Yang found Zhang Jing, sitting cross-legged as if practicing so kind of exercise.
But as Luo Yang approached her, Zhang Jing suddenly stood up and even looked in his direction.
Luo Yang was secretly shocked.
If he had appeared before her in physical form and she had noticed him, that wouldn’t have been anything out of the ordinary.
But Luo Yang’s soul was out of his body.
Although he couldn’t clearly see Zhang Jing’s expression, she kept looking in his direction.
Luo Yang grew even more suspicious of Zhang Jing.
He had a vague sense that if he didn’t leave, Zhang Jing might take so action.
Although Luo Yang’s soul had beco resistant to wind and rain through cultivation, and was unafraid of light and dog barks, it was not strong.
For safety’s sake, Luo Yang drifted away and kept watch at the entrance to the Village Office courtyard.
After a while, Zhang Jing actually walked back, and once again looked straight towards the spot where Luo Yang’s Yin Spirit stood.
As she watched, she walked into the Village Office courtyard.
Luo Yang got goosebumps.
He had never encountered this situation before.
From all indications, even if Zhang Jing hadn’t seen Luo Yang’s Yin Spirit, she at least seed to have sensed it.
Just who exactly was Zhang Jing?
With this question in mind, Luo Yang returned to Qin Piao’s ho.
He no longer cared about entering the stone cave to mix the Master Servant Pill from the Shennong Scripture landscape painting; he was only thinking about how to quickly ascertain Zhang Jing’s background.
This matter is of utmost importance.
Thinking that tomorrow I could see Zhang Jing’s ID card and have a clue made the investigation seem so much easier.
Having only recently driven off two strangers, whether Zhang Jing was related to those two strangers was still an unknown.
Luo Yang just felt that Zhang Jing might be a formidable opponent and if he lost to her, Hong Jiaxin would be in danger.
As things stood at the mont, it was still hard to say whether Zhang Jing was an enemy.
Everything would have to wait until daylight to make plans.
Luo Yang wished ti would pass quickly, but the more anxious he was, the slower it seed to go.
After dozing off for a while, he was awakened by the alarm of his cell phone.
He had agreed with several beauties to go jogging in the morning.
So Luo Yang set his alarm for six-thirty.
Everyone had gone to bed late and now had to get up early, which was not easy.
This was even more tiring than regular work hours.
Tang Guihua and An Yuying both whined, then went back to deep sleep.
They still maintained their sleeping positions, each with a leg wrapped around one of Luo Yang’s legs, and a hand resting on his chest.
Luo Yang’s hands were wrapped around their necks respectively.
Seeing they just moved a bit but had no intention of getting up,
Luo Yang gently pecked at An Yuying’s red lips several tis.
An Yuying silently chuckled.
From the heaviness of her breath, one could tell she was laughing.
Luo Yang then turned his head to peck at Tang Guihua’s red lips five tis.
Tang Guihua laughed with a snort, shaking her delicate body and caressing Luo Yang’s sturdy chest with her hand.
Since An Yuying’s hand was also on Luo Yang’s chest, when Tang Guihua’s wandering hand inevitably ca into contact with An Yuying’s arm,
it was a clear sign to An Yuying that Tang Guihua was also awake.
“Niu Zai, what ti is it?” An Yuying asked softly.
“Sister An, it’s six-thirty, ti to get up,” Luo Yang pecked her lips again.
The two village beauties were awake, but they still wanted to stay in bed.
So Luo Yang pecked at their lips again and again, going back and forth between them.
He kept pecking until both village beauties laughed out loud.
Tang Guihua and An Yuying sat up, yawning and stretching languidly.
By this ti, it was already light outside.
Although the room was not very bright, one could clearly see the surroundings.
As the two village beauties stretched their arms upward, their waists naturally straightened, making their already full busts even more impressive.
Seeing the four prominent snowy peaks erge, Luo Yang suddenly breathed a little heavier.
“Sister An, Sister Guihua, are you still sleepy?” Luo Yang said softly.
At the sa ti, his hands reached out to each of them.
Imdiately, Tang Guihua forcefully pushed away his hands, scolding: “Do you think I’m easy to bully?”
An Yuying gently pushed his hand away, saying with embarrassnt: “Your hands are getting fresh again, what if soone found out?”
In such situations, Luo Yang had experience in handling them.
He chuckled, sat up, and explained, “Sister An, Sister Guihua, I just wanted to stretch, that’s why I touched you.”
Normally when stretching, one’s hands would extend above the head.
But Luo Yang, lying on the bed, extended his hands diagonally upwards, which did not conform to the standard way of stretching at all.
“Stretching your yawn, your hands reached all the way to my chest!” Tang Guihua cried out, swinging her small fists at him.
“Sister Guihua, I didn’t do it on purpose.”
While saying this, Luo Yang reached out with his left hand and pulled Tang Guihua’s delicate body into his embrace.
“You still dare to argue!” Tang Guihua continued to pretend to hit him, luckily not with any real force.
Seeing Luo Yang pulling Tang Guihua into his arms, An Yuying, out of jealousy said: “Niu Zai, you always ss around, I am also going to get angry now.”
When it ca to coaxing An Yuying, who was like a broken jar of jealousy, Luo Yang had the most experience.
This was sothing he learned from spending ti with An Yuying, and it never failed.
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