Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 408 Di Yue: "I like Lu Jun!"

In the elevator, Leng Yaozhu looked at Lu Jun's slightly embarrassed expression, raised her hand to lightly cover her red lips, and laughed heartily:

"How is this making fun of you? Is the teacher wrong? With your handsome face, who knows how many young girls you'll be ruining now and in the future."

Lu Jun felt his ears burning from his teacher's teasing, coughed twice, and tried to defend himself:
"Teacher, I am still young. Right now, I just want to focus on cultivation and improve my strength. I shouldn't think too much about these things, like romantic love."

As soon as the words were spoken, accompanied by a soft "ding," the elevator doors slid open smoothly to both sides, and they had arrived at the private floor where Leng Yaozhu's office was located.

As soon as the two stepped out of the elevator, before they could even see what was happening outside, a golden figure rushed towards them in a flurry of activity, accompanied by a fragrant breeze, its target Lu Jun.

"Lu Jun, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for so long!"

The figure let out a joyful exclamation and, without saying a word, opened her arms and hugged Lu Jun tightly.

The person who arrived was none other than Di Yue.

Her brilliant blonde hair was like it was woven from sunlight, and her crimson eyes radiated undisguised joy.

Today, she wore an exquisite pale yellow dress, which made her skin look even whiter and more radiant.

At this moment, she was practically hanging on Lu Jun, her body pressed against his chest without any attempt to conceal her presence, sending a sensation that made one's heart race.

"I even had to ask someone where you were, only to find out you went to register your battle armor name. What's wrong with you? You didn't even come to see me after you were done?"

Di Yue tilted her head back, pouted, and spoke with a hint of coquettish complaint.

Lu Jun was instantly incredibly embarrassed, feeling enveloped by a warm and soft body. His arms instinctively reached out to rise, but he didn't know where to put them. He could only manage to pull his hands out of Di Yue's embrace, trying to maintain some distance. His face slightly flushed, he whispered:

"Um, Di Yue... calm down, my teacher is still watching..."

"ah!!"

Only then did Di Yue belatedly notice Leng Yaozhu, who had been standing beside them, watching them with a meaningful gaze.

She released Lu Jun abruptly like a startled rabbit, her pretty face instantly flushing red. Somewhat flustered, she gave Leng Yaozhu a curtsy.
"Your Majesty! I'm so sorry! I... I was so happy that I didn't even notice you were here..."

"It's alright, Miss, there's no need to be so nervous."

Leng Yaozhu looked at the scene before her, somewhat amused and exasperated. She glanced at Lu Jun, who looked embarrassed, and then at Di Yue, whose face was flushed but who was still instinctively leaning towards Lu Jun. Her tone carried a hint of surprise:
"It seems... you two have a pretty good relationship..."

These words secretly surprised Leng Yaozhu.

Di Yue's identity in the Spirit Pagoda is extremely special, her status is extraordinary, and she is the transformed form of the Emperor Beast of the Star Dou Great Forest.

If the spirit beasts, especially the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Di Tian, ​​knew that their precious auspicious beast was so close to a human man...

It's likely that things will get chaotic and upside down.

When the time comes, this mess will most likely fall to her to clean up...

The thought of that possibility gave Leng Yaozhu a headache.

But she couldn't suppress her curiosity and wanted to know how the two of them had developed such a good relationship.

Upon hearing Leng Yaozhu's words, Di Yue chuckled. Far from restraining herself, she naturally reached out and linked her arm with Lu Jun's, pressing her ample curves against his arm once more, and said smugly:
"Of course it's because I really like him!"

"like?!!"

These two words were like a thunderclap, startling Leng Yaozhu.

Even Lu Jun, who was enjoying the soft touch, was startled and almost jumped up.

“Miss, you…you mean this kind of liking,” Leng Yaozhu asked hurriedly, her forehead seemingly beaded with cold sweat, her voice tinged with nervousness, “do you mean the kind of appreciation and liking between friends, or…or the kind between a man and a woman…” Di Yue tilted her head, her crimson eyes filled with pure confusion, and answered matter-of-factly:

"Of course it's just friendly affection. Lu Jun is very interesting and treats me very well. I'm happy when I'm with him. What else could it be but liking?"

"call……"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun and Leng Yaozhu almost simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.

Leng Yaozhu thought to herself: Thank goodness it's not that kind of relationship, otherwise it would be a huge problem!

Lu Jun, meanwhile, inwardly wiped away a cold sweat:

What a close call! If it were true, and that jealous Gu Yuena found out, the consequences would be unimaginable. I'd probably be in for another round of teasing.

"I see. It's good that it's just friendship." Leng Yaozhu's smile returned to its natural and gentle state. She gracefully apologized to Di Yue, "Miss, please forgive my poor service just now. I need to discuss some matters with Mr. Lu, so please excuse me."

However, Di Yue blinked her big eyes and asked curiously:

"Discussing something? What is it? If you don't mind, why don't I listen in too? I have nothing else to do anyway~"

Leng Yaozhu hesitated for a moment, thinking that Di Yue's identity was special and it wouldn't hurt to let her know some things, so she nodded:
"Alright, since Miss is interested, let's go together. I just called Yu Lai over, she should be arriving soon."

The three of them then walked together toward Leng Yaozhu's office.

As soon as they pushed open the office door, they saw a cold and beautiful figure already sitting on the sofa inside, looking down at her soul communication device and waiting for them.

It was Leng Yulai.

Today, Leng Yulai was dressed as usual, looking like a cool and glamorous urban woman.

She wore sunglasses that covered half of her face, a fitted black trench coat over simple everyday clothes, and athletic shorts that perfectly showcased her long, straight legs. Her legs were encased in alluring black stockings, and she wore stylish ankle boots. She exuded an aura that was both unapproachable and incredibly charming.

Hearing the door open, Leng Yulai looked up, her gaze behind her sunglasses immediately catching sight of Lu Jun.

Her beautiful face instantly melted like ice and snow, blossoming into a surprised smile. She was just about to greet him:

"Hey, Mr. Lu, you're here too..."

However, before she could finish speaking, she keenly spotted Di Yue, who was standing right next to Lu Jun, with almost half of her body leaning against him.

In an instant, Leng Yulai's beautiful eyes behind her sunglasses turned cold, and the smile that had just appeared on her lips froze. She subconsciously let out an extremely faint, almost inaudible "tsk".

Leng Yaozhu seemed oblivious to the subtle shift in atmosphere, gracefully brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear as she explained with gentle grace:

“I just went to pick up Lu Jun and ran into Miss on the way. She said she wanted to come along and listen, so I just brought her along.”

"Ah."

Leng Yulai gave a curt reply, then glanced at Lu Jun with a complex expression, inwardly gritting her teeth:

"This flirtatious guy... he even managed to provoke an imperial auspicious beast? Is he some kind of reincarnated succubus?"

Di Yue, who was a bit oblivious, seemed to have also noticed the unfriendly aura emanating from Leng Yulai.

Her crimson eyes stared unabashedly at Leng Yulai. Their gazes met in mid-air, as if invisible sparks were crackling, and a war without gunpowder seemed to have quietly begun.

Caught in the middle, Lu Jun felt the distinct yet equally intense attention coming from both sides. He could only wear a helpless expression and sigh inwardly.

"It seems I'm not just passing through a sea of ​​flowers without a single petal clinging to me, but rather passing through a sea of ​​flowers and getting covered in petals. This kind of romantic luck can be quite a headache sometimes..."

(End of this chapter)