Chapter 24 - Transmigrated into the world of an NTR novel as the NTR Bastard

Chen Yan Yu's exquisitely milky white knitted sweater gently undulated for a moment, her eyes filled with astonishment as she bit her lip and said, "Your... your home?!" "Yes," Luo Qing Chuan replied. He realized his words were somewhat inappropriate and smiled as he said, "Don't worry, my family is elsewhere. Nobody is there, it's my hiding place." Little did he know, Chen Yan Yu's lips turned red as she bit them, her eyes widened and innocent as she exclaimed, "Nobody? Hiding place? Are you... are you planning to take me to spend the night?!" "Mm, what's wrong?" Luo Qing Chuan responded casually. "We have to spend a night somewhere, right?" Shyly, Chen Yan Yu's neck, as delicate as ice and jade, flushed. Lowering her head, she gazed at the bustling city lights and softly said, "In the TV dramas I watch, when the main characters 'spend the night', they... they hold each other..." "And then?" Luo Qing Chuan looked at her blushing face and couldn't help but ask, "Where do they hold each other?" "... " Chen Yan Yu seemed like she was about to cry, "On... on the bed..." Luo Qing Chuan seemed to understand what she was thinking. This girl was just too innocent. But unexpectedly, it made him want to tease her. Luo Qing Chuan smiled and asked, "And then?" "Wuwu... I don't know, I don't know..." Chen Yan Yu shook her little face, her gaze pitifully looking at him, "Can I not spend the night at your place..." "No," Luo Qing Chuan laughed and said with a definitive tone, "Other places are dangerous. Tonight, you must come with me." "Big... " "Yeah?" "Big meanie..." Chen Yan Yu squeezed Luo Qing Chuan's hand in retaliation. Luo Qing Chuan's face turned slightly pale, and he quickly said, "Hey, be gentle, Miss Chen, I'm injured." "And yet you still bully me." Chen Yan Yu's voice was filled with grievances. The young girl's heart raced, tears inexplicably forming in her eyes. Her face was flushed, her chest filled with a mix of fear and shyness, as well as a hint of curiosity and anticipation. In just one day, Chen Yan Yu had already lost count of how many times this young man next to her had made her cry. The two walked hand in hand under the night sky and moonlight, their figures dancing together in the misty clouds. Chen Yan Yu's ethereal and translucent beauty seemed to become more exquisite and immaculate. Within her snow-white hair, Chen Yan Yu's elegant and youthful posture became a third kind of breathtaking beauty in Luo Qing Chuan's eyes. Luo Qing Chuan's heart softened to a level he had never expected. He softly said, "Don't worry, it's just for one night." "Really?" Chen Yan Yu asked softly. "'Que Xie' and the police have already arrived. I have to go to school tomorrow for qualification assessment. I don't want to be questioned and monitored again," Luo Qing Chuan explained. "So we have to hide." "But you saved someone and got seriously injured. They don't thank you but want to catch you?" Chen Yan Yu questioned. "There's nothing I can do. I'm a demonic cultivator, and in everyone's eyes, I'm an unstable factor. People like to label and stereotype," Luo Qing Chuan explained. "Why?" "Because it's tiring to truly understand someone," Luo Qing Chuan spoke slowly, each word filled with difficulty. "It takes a lot of time and there's always the risk of being deceived. So everyone is afraid and distances themselves from each other." Chen Yan Yu's lips trembled as she remembered how she had misunderstood Luo Qing Chuan at first. "Then aren't you sad?" "Some things just have to be accepted," Luo Qing Chuan smiled gently. "Just like how you were forced to live in the Dragon Palace for over a decade." Luo Qing Chuan shouldn't have said that. Once he did, Chen Yan Yu felt like crying again. "I had no choice, but you're doing fine..." Her voice quivered. Luo Qing Chuan didn't feel any grievances at her words. He smiled calmly. Chen Yan Yu stared at him, her teenage heart pounding uncontrollably. Slowly, Luo Qing Chuan held Chen Yan Yu's hand and they descended into a private villa in the outskirts of the city. In the overflow of the night, the building seemed like a slumbering alley cat. Luo Qing Chuan finally let go of Chen Yan Yu's hand. Dark shadows swirled around his five fingers. He wiped away the dried blood lightly and used his fingerprint to open the door. Chen Yan Yu stood dumbfounded next to Luo Qing Chuan, uncertain of what to do and feeling nervous. Because... she knew, at this late hour, she was being led home by Luo Qing Chuan... Opening the door, Luo Qing Chuan turned on the warm orange lights. Turning back to look at Chen Yan Yu, her exquisite figure illuminated by the light, her silhouette hazy, her small hands grasping the edge of her skirt hesitantly and timidly. This reminded Luo Qing Chuan of how Chen Yan Yu looked in front of the bar, so cautious. Luo Qing Chuan's heart couldn't help but have various impulses to cherish and love her tenderly. And so. Luo Qing Chuan stood in the orange light and reached out his hand to the lonely Chen Yan Yu under the night sky once again. "Come." Chen Yan Yu hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head and held Luo Qing Chuan's warm big hand. Silently, Chen Yan Yu walked into the bright and warm room. That temperature seemed to follow along her delicate palm, along her slender white arms, and slowly seeped into her heart. Looking up at Luo Qing Chuan's back, Chen Yan Yu's golden pupils became even brighter, like the radiant sunlight. She smiled cutely. Luo Qing Chuan turned on all the lights. He led Chen Yan Yu to a glass door and opened it. Chen Yan Yu's smile froze for a moment, like a cautious rabbit. "Why did you bring me here?" "To take a shower," Luo Qing Chuan said naturally, his gaze surveying Chen Yan Yu's delicate and tall figure. Her thin knitted sweater bloomed like a red rose, making her look even more pitiful. "Chen Miss, take off your clothes. I'll help you wash them," Luo Qing Chuan said. Chen Yan Yu quickly let go of Luo Qing Chuan's hand and nervously hugged herself in the corner of the wall. Her face panicked, "No, no, no! I can do it myself! I can!" Luo Qing Chuan pursed his lips and chuckled, realizing he was a bit slow on the uptake. "Luo Qing Chuan, don't treat me like a fool!" Chen Yan Yu looked so aggrieved, "I may not have experienced much in the mortal world, but I know a little bit about everything!" Luo Qing Chuan coughed, "I meant I would help you wash your coat with the washing machine. Besides, there's also a bathroom on the second floor. I'll go there, we'll be separated." Chen Yan Yu blinked her eyes suspiciously and leaned closer to Luo Qing Chuan, "Are you trying to make me misunderstand on purpose by saying that?" Although Chen Yan Yu really wanted to believe it, she bit her lip and said softly, "I... don't have any spare clothes to change into." Luo Qing Chuan suddenly realized. He almost forgot about this. "Wait a moment, I'll find some for you." Chen Yan Yu furrowed her brows and spoke firmly, "Luo Qing Chuan, do you have women's clothes in your house?!" It seemed like... she wasn't happy? Luo Qing Chuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Let me get you my clothes." "Yours?" Chen Yan Yu's mind turned and her face instantly turned crimson. "Okay." Chen Yan Yu replied shyly. "Great." Luo Qing Chuan hurried to his bedroom and without thinking, rummaged through his wardrobe for a set of men's white shirt and loose jeans. "Here, for you." Chen Yan Yu looked at the shirt that had become bigger and the man's jeans, her face devoid of any expression. But when she noticed that there were still new tags on the clothes, a hint of resentment appeared in her eyes. However, her gaze suddenly fell upon the 100-inch TV displayed in the spacious living room. "TV!" Chen Yan Yu's shimmering eyes sparkled like countless stars! She looked pitifully at Luo Qing Chuan and eagerly asked, "Luo Qing Chuan, can you watch a TV drama with me later?" "No problem," Luo Qing Chuan smiled softly. He understood that it was Chen Yan Yu's biggest wish... To have someone by her side on the sofa, watching TV dramas alone all the time. They could discuss the plot together, share snacks, and occasionally playfully hit each other with pillows.