Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 419 I want to play games in my dorm!

He led her to unprecedented heights, leaving an indelible mark on her soul.

Every bit of soreness in my body at this moment is a devout testament to the grand ceremony of last night.

In the hazy, tranquil morning light, she turned slightly to the side, her gaze greedily, almost worshipfully, tracing the outline of the sleeping man beside her.

Ye Fan had his back to her, his broad shoulders and back clearly visible in the soft light.

The undulating muscle lines, smooth and full of power, are like the sculptures of gods in ancient temples, polished by time yet still full of primal tension.

From the broad shoulder peaks to the taut waistline, and then to the narrow hips hidden under the covers, it forms a perfect silhouette full of wild explosive power, yet restraining its sharpness in sleep.

The sunlight cast a pale gold hue on his honey-colored skin, making even the finest hairs clearly visible. Even in his most relaxed state of slumber, this body seemed to contain the energy of a dormant volcano, ready to erupt with the power to incinerate everything at the slightest spark.

The masculine aura that lay dormant in the stillness silently filled the entire space, and also filled her heart.

She watched quietly, as if trying to imprint the scene into the depths of her soul, even her breathing was extremely light and slow, for fear of disturbing the tranquility and perfection of this moment.

......

The sunlight outside the window grew stronger, casting brighter patches of light on the carpet.

Tang Yanning tried to move her body, and her delicate eyebrows immediately furrowed. A clear soreness came from her inner thighs to her waist and hips—clearly a "aftereffect" of some overly intense positions last night.

Ye Fan had already woken up and keenly noticed the fleeting pain on her face and the barely perceptible stiffness in her movements.

He moved closer, his large hand naturally covering her slightly furrowed brow: "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

His voice was hoarse from just waking up and filled with undisguised concern.

"Um..." Tang Yanning nodded a little embarrassedly, complaining softly, "My leg feels a little... um... I pulled a pimple."

A blush rose to her cheeks, and her eyes darted away. Thinking of the source of this ache, the passionate images of last night uncontrollably flooded her mind again.

A look of understanding and heartache flashed in Ye Fan's eyes. He gently squeezed her fingertips and said, "Then don't make a fuss today. Have breakfast in the room. I'll have someone bring it up."

"Okay, sure!" Tang Yanning was overjoyed and immediately nodded obediently, as it was good if she could move as little as possible.

Ye Fan picked up the uniquely designed suite-specific phone on the bedside table and dialed the butler's line directly: "Send up two breakfasts."

"Yes, Mr. Ye, we'll prepare immediately and deliver it within five minutes." The butler's voice was as respectful and efficient as ever.

The timing was impeccable.

Five minutes later, the suite's doorbell was gently knocked.

Ye Fan got up and opened the door.

The scene outside was quite impressive: two waitresses in crisp uniforms and with impeccable makeup bowed and greeted the guests first, followed by two chefs wearing tall chef hats, each pushing a food cart covered with a snow-white tablecloth and gleaming silver lids.

The aroma of food was already wafting out from the cracks.

At Ye Fan's signal, the waitresses began setting up the restaurant area with light and efficient movements. Like well-trained dancers, they silently spread out placemats and arranged the gleaming silver cutlery, the crystal glasses reflecting the morning light.

The two chefs carefully lifted the lids, presenting one exquisitely prepared and beautifully presented breakfast delicacy after another.

Soft and fluffy French omelets, crispy and caramelized bacon rolls, Belgian waffles topped with fresh berries and maple syrup, handmade croissants exuding the aroma of butter, a salad tart made with various fresh fruits, translucent smoked salmon slices, steaming hot oatmeal, and refreshing freshly squeezed juice...

The array of dishes was dazzling and colorful, comparable to a Michelin-starred brunch feast.

After all the food was laid out, the waiters and chefs stepped back three meters away from the restaurant entrance, standing respectfully with their hands at their sides, their posture elegant, like the most silent background, ready to respond to any needs at any time.

Tang Yanning, wrapped in a bathrobe, slowly moved to the dining table and sat down with Ye Fan's help.

Looking at the luxurious and exquisite breakfast spread before her, which resembled works of art, she was once again slightly awestruck.

She had only seen many of the dishes in food magazines. With the scale and quantity of this meal, plus the top-notch service, it was probably worth far more than several thousand dollars!

She couldn't help but steal a glance at the service staff standing ramrod straight not far away.

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After enjoying this excessively lavish breakfast, the planned trip to the amusement park was obviously ruined.

Tang Yanning tried to stand up and take a few steps, but the soreness in her inner thighs immediately made her gasp and her face scrunched up.

In this state, let alone riding a roller coaster, even taking a few extra steps in the amusement park would be torture.

Looking at her like this, Ye Fan sighed helplessly, "Looks like I'll have to keep you company at the hotel today. Want to see a movie? Or have a spa treatment? The facilities here are complete."

Tang Yanning looked around the extremely luxurious suite, but shook her head firmly: "No, Ye Zi... I... I want to go back to the dormitory."

There was a certain stubbornness in her eyes.

Ye Fan was taken aback, completely unprepared for this answer: "Back to the dorm? Now? Why go back?"

He simply couldn't understand why she would drag her body back to the dormitory.

Tang Yanning tilted her head and thought for a moment, then her big eyes suddenly lit up with a pure, eager light: "Um...didn't you buy me a new computer?"

She pointed to the brand-new laptop bag next to the sofa, her tone filled with undisguised excitement, "I want to go back and play games! To test the specs of my new computer!"

Ye Fan: "..."

He was so choked up that he couldn't speak, and he was both amused and exasperated!

This brain circuit!

At this time, in this place, what she was thinking about was going back to her dorm to play games?

This girl's leaps in thinking are simply astounding!

He rubbed his forehead, looking at her with a mixture of amusement and exasperation: "Tang Yanning, have you forgotten what you promised me yesterday? You said you'd 'quit your internet addiction' and limit yourself to no more than four hours a day, right?" He deliberately put on a stern face.

Tang Yanning immediately switched to a coquettish tone, pouting her little lips high, and gently shook Ye Fan's sleeve, saying, "Oh dear! I didn't forget!"

She blinked her big eyes, trying her best to look pitiful: "But I'm injured right now! I can't move around easily, it's so pitiful! You can't just leave me lying around in the hotel, can you?"

She cleverly came up with an excuse: "This recovery period doesn't count as 'game time,' right? At least we can start strictly enforcing it once I'm fully recovered!"

Ye Fan looked at her stubborn yet self-righteous little face and really had no way to deal with her.