coobybook Chapter 137 Secretly Learning Alchemy Discovered
Chapter 137 Secretly Learning Alchemy Discovered
Hearing Ye Jingchen say he was going to talk about the important key points!
Shokuto Aki swallowed nervously. She crouched down and pressed her head even closer to the crack in the door, not daring to blink for fear of missing the exciting scene.
Suddenly.
As soon as Shudeya felt a darkness before her eyes, a black figure appeared, blocking the doorway.
When Jiu Deya looked closely, she noticed Ye Jingchen's cold and stern face, his fierce eyes, like those of a raptor, staring at her menacingly.
Ye Jingchen's voice came through the crack in the door:
"Shude Aki, you're stealing my skills again?"
As he spoke, Ye Jingchen reached out and pushed open the door.
Startled, Aki covered her mouth with her hand in fear and fell to the ground with a thud. Her slender legs stretched out and thrashed backward.
Faced with Ye Jingchen's questioning, Jiu Deya turned her head away, not daring to meet Ye Jingchen's gaze, and said somewhat guiltily:
"Well, I..."
Upon hearing this, Ye Jingchen bent down, grabbed the back of Jiu Deya's collar with one hand, and lifted Jiu Deya up like a white kitten.
Because the clothes were stretched taut, Aki Shuto's chest appeared slightly fuller due to the constriction of the fabric.
Shudeya reached out and shoved Ye Jingchen's chest, struggling, "Commissioner Ye, I know I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again."
Chen Motong sat on the sofa. After hearing Aki Shuto's pleas for mercy, she curiously turned her head to look at him, thinking to herself, "No, Aki-senpai, the more you resist like this, the more excited he might get!"
Chen Motong subconsciously clenched her right fist, while biting her beautiful manicured nail with her left index finger.
Ye Jingchen reached for his waist.
As Aki looked at the long... countless Japanese adult film plots flashed through her mind.
She reached out and patted Ye Jingchen's shoulder, shaking her head and kicking her feet in the air, speaking in her hometown dialect, "Ye Sang, Da Mei, Yamete!"
Ye Jingchen threw Jiu Deyaji onto his large bed.
He pounced on her. Jiu Deya's short white hair was disheveled, making her look as pitiful as a little lamb. Ye Jingchen didn't pity her; those who stole knowledge should be punished accordingly.
She made desperate sobs and twisted her waist on the bed.
Her short white hair was messy, giving it a rather disheveled yet beautiful look.
Ye Jingchen looked down at Jiu Deya, clapped his hands, and said, "Now you'll behave." With that, Ye Jingchen turned and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door with a bang!
Hearing the door close, Aki looked towards the entrance. She instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, her heart finally calming down: "Thank goodness, I thought it was..."
As soon as Ye Jingchen closed the door, he noticed Chen Motong hiding to the side.
Chen Motong turned her head away somewhat awkwardly. This was not the script she had imagined. She shifted her attention and started whistling.
Ye Jingchen looked at Chen Motong, somewhat puzzled, and asked, "Why aren't you continuing to sense the alchemy matrix? What are you doing here?"
Knowing she was in the wrong, Chen Motong lowered her head and sat back on the sofa, crossed her legs, closed her eyes, and began to familiarize herself with the alchemical matrix within her body, condensing alchemical power.
Seeing that Chen Motong had become serious, Ye Jingchen nodded in satisfaction, "This child is teachable."
He continued, saying:
"To be honest, your alchemical power is currently in a gaseous state."
Once you've accumulated enough, you can try compressing this gas into a liquid state.
Chen Motong listened to Ye Jingchen's words and nodded in agreement, indicating that she understood what Ye Jingchen meant.
Seeing a faint dark red aura emanating from Chen Motong's body, Ye Jingchen sighed inwardly, "It really is true that when one door closes, another opens."
Chen Motong, who hadn't awakened the power of words, possessed an incredibly extraordinary talent for alchemy.
Ye Jingchen carefully examined Chen Motong.
Her long eyelashes trembled gently as she closed her eyes.
A straight nose.
A slight blush appeared on her fair face.
Her tender red lips were slightly parted.
A neck as slender and snow-white as mutton fat.
Her long, dark red hair, each strand distinct, cascaded over her shoulders and back.
Her buttocks rose slightly, like a ripe peach.
Ye Jingchen remembered that when he put his hand on Chen Motong's shoulder, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide.
Thinking of this, Ye Jingchen understood. He walked up to Chen Motong and pressed his left thumb against Chen Motong's lower lip.
He placed his right hand on the back of Chen Motong's head.
Chen Motong, who was studying, had her lips pressed down by Ye Jingchen. She was at a loss for what to do and opened her eyes curiously.
She unconsciously opened her cherry-like mouth, her pink lips reflecting the white light of the chandelier, as if she had applied lip balm.
Ye Jingchen reached out and gently patted her, then pressed his hand to Chen Motong's lips, "Don't space out."
Chen Motong looked up and glanced at Ye Jingchen with a hint of anger, but she was helpless because she had already benefited from Ye Jingchen.
She couldn't refuse, so she slightly opened her mouth and said, "Ye Jingchen, you'll remember this!"
……
after an hour.
Chen Motong gulped down water to rinse her mouth, tilting her head back to reveal her slender, white neck, which was as graceful as a swan's. Most women don't have an Adam's apple, but you could still see her throat throbbing.
The water is the tea on the table, which Xia Mi brewed this morning.
Chen Motong seemed to have choked on the tea, causing a violent coughing fit. She raised her hand to cover her mouth and coughed several times.
She raised her hand and smelled it, faintly catching a familiar floral scent, its fragrance intoxicating, and her cheeks flushed slightly.
Ye Jingchen stood to the side, patted her on the back, and jokingly said, "Drink your water slowly, there's no need to rush."
"Mind your own business!" Chen Motong said angrily. She tucked a strand of dark red hair behind her ear, rolled her eyes at Ye Jingchen with a resentful look, and said, "I need a tissue to wipe myself."
Ye Jingchen didn't think Chen Motong was being too presumptuous. After all, Chen Motong was relatively easy to talk to. She didn't act like a haughty young lady or have a superior attitude towards him. She also maintained a good balance in the ambiguous relationship.
With this carefully balanced distance, both sides were in a relatively comfortable environment, and neither felt overly oppressed.
Chen Motong first took out a few tissues to wipe her hands, then blew her nose, and finally took out a few more tissues, crumpled them up, and threw them all into the trash can.
Chen Motong also threw it into the trash can.
She rubbed her chin with her hand. The intense and prolonged stretching of her jaw muscles made Chen Motong feel as if her jaw was dislocated, and she was even having trouble speaking clearly.
"leaf?"
Ye Jingchen reached out and massaged Chen Motong's jaw muscles on both sides of his cheeks. "I told you before, I have superhuman strength."
The two of them were being affectionate.
suddenly!
"Clang!" The sound of tiles falling to the ground came from the window, crisp and clear.
Chen Motong quickly took cover, raising her hand to shield her face.
"Who?!" Ye Jingchen turned his head to look.
A figure flashed past the window...