Apart from the system's prompt, Gu Yan's excitement had reached a level that was difficult to describe in words.
He felt as though pink bubbles were appearing in the surrounding scene.
Leng Qingqiu, who had long since lost her sense of temperature due to practicing forbidden arts, could no longer endure this atmosphere.
For some reason, her body and cheeks felt uncomfortably hot, and all she wanted was to open the window for some fresh air.
She regretted showing off earlier, as it had left her feeling flustered.
"Satisfied now? You pervert."
"You can bask in the joy of hearing me say that all day."
Leng Qingqiu said mockingly, then prepared to get up and open the window to cool down.
But then...
"Qing... Qingqiu..."
Gu Yan suddenly grabbed Leng Qingqiu's arm, which was about to escape.
Then, taking advantage of her momentary stiffness, he pulled her toward him.
"What are you doing!"
Leng Qingqiu was thrown into chaos as she was pulled directly into Gu Yan's embrace, and the two of them fell onto the sofa together.
To make matters worse, it was a position with him on the bottom and her on top.
"Qingqiu! My Qingqiu! I love you so much!"
Gu Yan held Leng Qingqiu tightly, expressing his love.
Leng Qingqiu felt both ashamed and panicked. She hit Gu Yan, saying, "Let go! Ling'er is at home! If she sees this..."
Before she could finish...
Click!
"Sis! What's going on? That sounded so loud..."
Leng Ling'er walked in, her words trailing off as she saw Gu Yan suddenly appear in their study, and the current situation.
Leng Ling'er was shocked: "Sis? What are you doing?"
Leng Qingqiu, sitting on Gu Yan, was frantic: "Ling'er! It's not what you think!"
Seeing Leng Qingqiu on top of Gu Yan, Leng Ling'er's expression was like this 【(￣△￣)】.
"Oh."
She nodded and then exited the study.
"Ling'er!"
Leng Qingqiu felt utterly ashamed and embarrassed.
Oh no, her sister had seen this!
Everything!
Slap slap slap slap!!
"It's all your fault! You're to blame!"
Leng Qingqiu, her face flushed with shame, slapped Gu Yan's chest repeatedly.
【Being touched by your pure love interest, points +200~】
【Being slapped on the chest by your pure love interest, points +500~~】
"Ouch! Qingqiu, no, no, this is too intense!"
Gu Yan was in pain but also delighted.
Why does this even add points? This system is definitely off!
...
...
At the dining table.
Half an hour ago, Leng Qingqiu had calmly told her sister, 【I'm not hungry, you eat】.
Now, she was disgracefully shoveling food into her mouth.
Her chopsticks moved rapidly, yet it gave off an elegant vibe.
Gu Yan found it quite pleasing to watch.
Could this be a beauty's passive skill? Even eating fast looks good?
Gu Yan propped his face with his hand, smiling at Leng Qingqiu: "Slow down, you're eating like you haven't eaten all day."
Leng Qingqiu's chopsticks paused when she heard this. She gave Gu Yan a displeased look, then snorted and turned her head, continuing to eat.
On the other side of the table sat Leng Ling'er.
She was tearfully eating the three dishes and one soup on the table.
"Three dishes and one soup, just three dishes and one soup, a simple three dishes and one soup!"
Leng Ling'er ate with tears in her eyes, wiping them as she went.
Gu Yan's mouth twitched.
Come on, girl, you're acting like you've never had good food in your life.
Although I admit that with my god-tier cooking skills, the dishes are delicious, but you don't have to be so excited, do you?
He wanted to ask Leng Ling'er what had happened during his absence.
Of course... he recalled the mess in the kitchen while cooking.
He coughed, understanding something.
After the meal.
Leng Ling'er, full and satisfied, stretched lazily in her seat, then looked at Gu Yan with hopeful eyes: "Brother-in-law, are you leaving later?"
Look at that, she didn't even call him "that fish Gu" anymore.
Leng Qingqiu elegantly wiped her mouth, then also subtly pricked up her ears.
Under their expectant looks, Gu Yan chuckled: "I'm not leaving."
"I've decided to stay and accompany you two sisters."
"After all..."
"Without me, your daily lives seem to be a bit of a struggle."
"The previous servants are gone, and the ones I called for, you didn't want."
"So, I have no choice but to step in myself."
Upon hearing this...
Leng Ling'er jumped up in joy, happily running to Gu Yan's side and hugging his arm: "Yay! Brother-in-law, you're the best!"
Gu Yan rolled his eyes: "You're only like this now. In a few days, you'll be back to your usual self."
Gu Yan felt he had long seen through this brat.
Leng Ling'er pouted, whining: "Brother-in-law, you underestimate me! Ling'er loves the dishes you cook the most!"
"? Is it the dishes you like?"
Gu Yan slowly raised an eyebrow, then sighed helplessly.
After hearing that Gu Yan was staying, Leng Qingqiu's mood inexplicably brightened.
Of course, it wasn't because Gu Yan was staying, just that his cooking was delicious.
So having someone serve her like this was nice.
That being said...
Leng Qingqiu narrowed her eyes, looking at the two clumps of life essence clinging together.
She coughed lightly: "Ling'er, you should go take a bath."
"Gu Yan, you come with me to clean the dishes."
Upon hearing this, Leng Ling'er let go of Gu Yan, her face showing a strange smile: "Oh~~"
Then she skipped into the bathroom.
After Leng Ling'er left, Leng Qingqiu stood up and started cleaning.
"Qingqiu, I'll do it, you go lie on the sofa."
Gu Yan came over to help, saying something that made Leng Qingqiu's expression stiffen.
Sofa? Lie down?
Leng Qingqiu thought of the earlier scene, her heart filling with shame. She clenched her teeth, her tone icy: "Not a chance!! You pervert!"
"???"
Gu Yan felt he didn't understand what Qingqiu was saying, but since Qingqiu wanted to help, he shouldn't ruin the mood.
Soon...
Splash splash~~
The kitchen was filled with the sound of running water.
Gu Yan washed the dishes while watching Leng Qingqiu's neat and efficient movements.
Watching, he couldn't help but praise: "As expected of our Qingqiu, the dishes are so clean they could reflect my handsome face!"
Leng Qingqiu's lips curved slightly, but she quickly suppressed it, saying indifferently: "Narcissist."
"Narcissist? Qingqiu, let me tell you, feel my strong muscles, listen to my voice, and you can imagine how handsome your future husband is."
".....Can't imagine at all."
???
"In other words, if Qingqiu were to switch genders, your looks would be about the same as my face."
"Are you a pervert?"
"Perverts need a pass to get by, and I... my Qingqiu, I only have pure love for you."
Leng Qingqiu rolled her eyes inwardly, turned off the tap, then wiped her wet hands on Gu Yan's clothes.
She then said, "You wash the rest."
Gu Yan looked at the few remaining dishes in the sink and nodded: "Oh, oh."
Leng Qingqiu walked to the kitchen door, seemingly thinking of something, her heart stirred.
She turned back, pretending to be in pain as she rubbed her shoulder, saying, "My shoulders have been a bit sore lately."
After saying that, she didn't wait for Gu Yan's reaction and walked out.
Leaving Gu Yan, who was initially stunned, then his face filled with excitement.
He washed the dishes with even more vigor.
Are you playing hard to get with me, woman? Heh, you've caught my attention!
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