Douluo Continent: The Ice Dragon King Martial Soul, Ma Xiaotao is Addicted

The flight pedals beneath Ye Chen's feet accelerated silently.

He quickly led the two away from the troublesome area near the academy gate.

The evening breeze, carrying the unique air of Mingdu, brushed against my cheek.

Meng Hongchen hugged Ye Chen tightly around the waist, her cheek pressed against his broad back, feeling the comforting warmth and the firm muscle lines, and couldn't help but smile.

She didn't care about those stares; she only felt that the moment was incredibly beautiful.

However, like Ju Zi, Meng Hongchen was also very curious about Ye Chen's peculiar flying platform.

Once Ye Chen's speed stabilized, Meng Hongchen spoke up, asking curiously, "Ye Chen, your flying soul tool is amazing! Is it the latest soul tool from your Tang Sect?"

Such a magical soul tool must be very expensive. She didn't want to live off Ye Chen, so she planned to buy one or make one herself.

Ye Chen saw through Meng Hongchen's thoughts at a glance and said helplessly, "This soul tool is of a high level, but to control it, you need at least the cultivation of a Soul Saint. Moreover, it consumes more than a hundred times the soul power of an ordinary flying soul tool. If you can reach the level of a Soul Saint, I can give you one."

"Hmm...okay...alright..."

Upon hearing this, Meng Hongchen gave an awkward smile, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

However, this also completely dispelled any thoughts of using Ye Chen's soul tool to show off.

The Soul Saint realm—that's so far away! It would take her at least ten years of hard work…

She's not a monster like Ye Chen; cultivation is as difficult as climbing to the heavens for her.

Her talent was already top-tier; the Soul Saint realm was a realm that other students at the Royal Soul Master Academy could only reach in half a lifetime...

There's nothing we can do about it; that's just how talent is.

They are highly skilled in soul tools, and their inherited talent also lies in soul tools.

Meanwhile, what was passed down from the three great empires were powerful martial spirits and talents.

Each has its own strengths.

……

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Ye Chen maneuvered the pedals, nimbly navigating the streets of Mingdu as the city lights began to twinkle.

Below, there is a constant flow of carriages and horses, shops flashing with various soul-guided lights, and passersby hurrying by.

Ye Chen arrived at Liuyunxuan, a relatively quiet upscale hotel located on the banks of the inner city river.

This place is far from the hustle and bustle, with an elegant environment, making it a perfect spot for a date.

"Whoosh-"

The pedal landed lightly at the hotel entrance.

"Mr. Ye, this way please."

The waiters at the door were already waiting respectfully, clearly recognizing Ye Chen, since Ye Chen had just become the hotel's VIP guest today.

Meng Hongchen jumped off the step and naturally took Ye Chen's arm. Her face was flushed with excitement as she curiously looked around.

The crystal chandelier cast a soft glow, the dark wooden floor gleamed, and a faint scent of incense filled the air; everything seemed serene and expensive.

The waiter bowed and led the way through a thickly carpeted corridor to a heavy, carved wooden door.

"Mr. Ye, please feel free to call us if you need anything." The waiter smiled slightly and then quietly withdrew.

"drop--"

Ye Chen took out the room key and opened the door.

Inside the door was an extremely spacious and luxurious private room.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows is the dazzling night view of Mingdu, with the lights on both banks reflected in the inner city river, sparkling in the water.

In the center of the private room was a long dining table covered with a snow-white tablecloth, on which were set exquisite silver cutlery and fine red wine.

The adjacent rest area features soft sofas and a coffee table.

However, Meng Hongchen's attention was not at all on these luxurious decorations.

The door had just closed.

Meng Hongchen almost couldn't wait to throw away the bag in her hand.

The next second, Meng Hongchen, like a little beast that had finally found its master, pounced on Ye Chen with a "whoosh" as she brought a fragrant breeze with her.

Caught off guard, Ye Chen was knocked back two steps, his back sinking solidly into the soft sofa back.

"Waaaaah~ This is great~ Finally, it's our time alone again~"

Meng Hongchen pressed herself firmly against Ye Chen, her two slender arms, clad in white stockings, tightly encircling his neck.

She buried her face in Ye Chen's neck, rubbing and sniffing like a little animal.

Ye Chen's clean, refreshing scent, with a youthful aura, captivated her and dispelled the fatigue and longing she had felt all day.

Meng Hongchen's voice was muffled, filled with undisguised excitement and satisfaction.

"Hey, hey, stop messing around. You're the academy's goddess, the top genius girl of this generation. Can't you be a little more reserved and act like a goddess?"

Ye Chen was both amused and exasperated by the pressure, but he still instinctively wrapped his arms around her slender yet supple waist.

Meng Hongchen is a complete infatuated woman, the ultimate in being obsessed with love, it's outrageous.

Besides reading, he also caught up on some gossip and news within the college today.

Meng Hongchen was the school beauty, a goddess-level beauty.

Moreover, her talent and cultivation are among the best of her peers. Many boys pursue Meng Hongchen, and some even fight over her.

Of course, some bolder boys confessed their feelings to Meng Hongchen, but in the end, they were all rejected by her.

For those who are persistent and clingy, Meng Hongchen doesn't even need to lift a finger; Xiao Hongchen can simply drag them all to the Soul Arena and beat them to a pulp.

Such things happen all the time.

If Meng Hongchen's suitors knew that their goddess was currently clinging to a boy like an octopus, rubbing and sucking him while making satisfied "woo-woo" sounds, they might just shatter their Dao hearts on the spot...

"Hmph~ What goddess? I don't care!"

Meng Hongchen raised her head and straddled Ye Chen's lower abdomen.

She reached out and gently cupped Ye Chen's face in her hands. Her icy blue eyes sparkled, filled with undisguised affection and infatuation, almost overflowing.

"What are those boys in the academy compared to you?"

Meng Hongchen tilted her head, her beautiful eyes playfully tracing Ye Chen's eyebrows, nose, and lips, finding him more and more perfect the more she looked at him.

Ye Chen's good looks were truly captivating to her.

Ye Chen is handsome, and his talent and cultivation are both top-notch. Who wouldn't like him?

Of course, the former is the main one.

Ye Chen was almost exactly her ideal type, without any discrepancy. Even if Ye Chen's cultivation level was slightly lower, she wouldn't mind letting Ye Chen live off her.

Ye Chen felt a little uncomfortable under her direct and intense gaze and wanted to change the subject.

But Meng Hongchen could no longer contain herself.

"Ye Chen..."

Her voice suddenly became soft and sweet, with a hint of coquettishness.

Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and her gaze was fixed firmly on Ye Chen's lips.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?"

Ye Chen didn't expect Meng Hongchen to be even more anxious than him, "The food is all ready, steaming hot, aren't you going to eat something? It's not good to go hungry..."

"I'm hungry~"

Meng Hongchen licked her pink lips and looked at Ye Chen expectantly.

Before Ye Chen could react...

Meng Hongchen pressed herself against Ye Chen's face again.

"Well!"

Ye Chen only managed to utter a single, indistinct syllable.

His mouth was then sealed by those soft, warm lips.

(End of this chapter)