Miss Zhang, I like you. Chapter 455, Main Text 455 Miss Zhang, I like you. When they reached the dorm room, Lu Yun collapsed onto the bed, his legs dangling limply to the floor, as if struck by a single blow, soft and lifeless. Zhang Ning had to exert considerable effort to get him onto the bed. "Just rest well, I'll go now," she said, preparing to get up and leave. After all, it was a boys' dorm, and she didn't want to stay too long. "Ning姐, don't go," Lu Yun suddenly grabbed her slender arm, his voice muffled. Zhang Ning struggled a bit, saying, "This is a boys' dorm—I'm not comfortable staying here." "Ning姐, I'm in so much pain my head—please, rub it for me," Lu Yun said, one hand pressing against his temple, his face full of discomfort. "Just for a while." "Alright," Zhang Ning thought. It was currently class time, so probably no boys would return. Seeing Lu Yun's distressed expression, she couldn't bear to leave. So she lowered herself to sit beside him and gently massaged his temples with both hands. Two bottles of white wine were finished, and by the time Land Yun couldn't remember how much he had consumed, he only felt heavy-headed, his legs weak, everything blurry, his head splitting with pain—this content is from Chapter 455 of the novel "Rural Beauty." Half-drunk and half-conscious, he sensed a steady fragrance drifting through his breath, and vaguely saw before him two soft forms, gently trembling like modest lotus blossoms, his blood instantly boiling hot. "Oh! Land Yun, what are you doing?" Zhang Ning was gently massaging his head, only to find that Land Yun, who had nearly fallen asleep, suddenly reached for her chest with both hands, her face flushed with embarrassment and indignation, and shouted in surprise. The softness of her body fully ignited the quiet flame deep within the drunken Land Yun, and in one swift motion, he rolled over and pressed her beneath him, murmuring, "Miss Zhang, I've always liked you. Since I first saw the scar on your body in the forest, I've been fond of you." "You're drunk—let go." Zhang Ning blushed deeply, pushing hard against Lu Yun’s hands that were holding her chest. "Let go!" "Niangjie..." Lu Yun murmured, leaning in to kiss the pale neck of Zhang Ning. Zhang Ning felt flustered and embarrassed, yet dared not speak loudly, stammering, "Lu Yun, please don’t do this—don’t… uh…" Never having been kissed by a boy before, Zhang Ning found herself suddenly kissed on the neck by Lu Yun’s lips, a surge of electric sensation coursing through her body. She sighed softly, feeling as though all her strength had been drained, her lips slightly parted, allowing Lu Yun’s mouth to glide and move along her neck. "Niangjie..." Lu Yun finally kissed the vibrant lips of Zhang Ning, and with one hand, instinctively reached toward her skirt. Zhang Ning suddenly snapped back to awareness, her lost strength returning instantly. With a swift arc of her arms, she pushed Lu Yun off, and he landed with a thud on Zhou Quan’s bed. "Lu Yun," she said firmly, "if you keep acting like this, I’ll treat you no differently." Zhang Ning wiped her lips vigorously, her flushed face still tinged with anger. Lu Yun, shaken by the fall, seemed to clear his mind a bit. He propped himself up, gazing at Zhang Ning's stern expression, and softly called out, "Ning姐, I..." "Save it," she interrupted. "Just rest. I'm going." Without another word, Zhang Ning got off the bed, hurriedly straightened her dress, and rushed out of Lu Yun's room as if fleeing. Rubbing her splitting headache, Lu Yun murmured, "What did I do wrong?" He had intended to go after Zhang Ning to explain himself, but found himself too overwhelmed with regret and frustration. He drifted off to sleep, half-conscious and disoriented. A gentle glow slowly rose, and the ancient figure reappeared, once again practicing the martial arts form that Lu Yun had named the "Dream-Entering Fist," moving each posture slowly and in rhythm. Lu Yun rubbed his head and stood aside, observing carefully. The ancient-dress figure seemed never weary, repeatedly practicing the martial arts movements, as if trying to make Lu Yun see them more clearly. The surrounding glow suddenly expanded, and the figure grew to normal human size. As time passed, the figure's movements grew faster and faster, until Lu Yun could only see swirling, condensed forms merging into the light. The wind rustled around, and the aura of power was imposing. This content is from Chapter 455 of "Rural Beauty." Just as he was deeply immersed in self-training, a sudden call reached his ears, prompting him to open his eyes. "Lei, what time is it now?" Lu Yun asked, rubbing his head. Lei was dressing as he replied, "It's morning already—it's time for morning classes." Lu Yun was taken aback. He hadn't realized he'd slept from noon until now—he'd missed classes again! "Cloud brother, why did you drink again?" Lei asked, showing concern. "I couldn't wake you up last night, even after calling you several times. The food we prepared has long since gone cold." Lu Yun smiled quietly, saying nothing. In his mind, the refined techniques of the martial art form were vividly unfolding. After leaving their dorm together to go to the washroom, Lu Yun suddenly remembered—when Zhang Ning had brought him back yesterday at noon, he had somehow ended up lying on top of her. Good heavens! Why had he ended up drinking so much with Zhang Yi? How could he explain this to Zhang Ning and make her forgive him? Lu Yun was suddenly filled with frustration and gave himself a sharp slap. Lei was startled and hurried, "Cloud Brother, what's wrong? You're acting strange—why are you slapping yourself?" Lu Yun waved his hand and said, "Nothing." Inside, however, he was cursing himself a thousand times over. As he drew closer to the canteen, Lu Yun felt an increasing sense of tension and anxiety. After what he had done to Zhang Ning, how would he ever face her again? "Lu Yun!" A soft call reached him, and Lu Yun froze instantly. ... Rural Beauty 455, Main Text 455 Ning Sister, I like you — update complete!