Why is Gu Yan here?
Leng Qingqiu suddenly felt a bit nervous, but a strange sense of shame also welled up inside her.
Perhaps it was because of the intimate interaction involving bodily fluids between the two of them yesterday?
Leng Qingqiu calmly pulled out a book and started flipping through it, pretending to be reading something else, and nodded, "I slept well."
[Liar, you didn't sleep all night.]
"This ball of yarn is Ling'er's stuff. I confiscated it because it was too distracting for her studies."
[Why are you lying to him? You were just looking up knitting tutorials.]
Shut up!
Leng Qingqiu scolded the voice in her head, Little Leng, who kept exposing her lies.
This Little Leng only appeared when Gu Yan arrived.
Gu Yan understood and, considering the current weather, figured this must be a phenomenon from their student days—the "knitting scarves together" trend.
It was like one of those urban legends, where a group of girls suddenly start knitting scarves together at a certain time of year.
But this was strange.
Even though Leng Ling'er's things were confiscated, she seemed perfectly normal earlier...
"So, is this little rascal maybe dating someone at school?" Gu Yan joked half-heartedly.
To his surprise, Leng Qingqiu's expression changed slightly, and she retorted unnaturally, "Gu Yan, what are you talking about? Ling'er is so young; how could she be in a relationship?"
Gu Yan chuckled softly and gradually moved closer to Leng Qingqiu. "Alright, Ling'er is still young. But we're adults, aren't we..."
Using his height advantage, he stood in front of Leng Qingqiu and placed his arm across the bookshelf, creating a small space around her.
He recalled yesterday's events in his mind and whispered softly, "Qingqiu... It's only been a night, but you seem even more beautiful."
Leng Qingqiu felt Gu Yan's movements, and she realized she was being pressed into a small space, the warmth around her seeming to emanate from Gu Yan himself.
It was burning on her face. She tilted her head and let out a soft hum, "....You knew you didn't come last night? So, don't you have an explanation?"
As Leng Qingqiu tilted her head, her delicate, porcelain-doll-like face was revealed to Gu Yan.
Thump! Thump!
Gu Yan swallowed hard. No, no, this is too tempting!
He covered his mouth, "Ouch! This angle!"
I can't act like a creep! Just one more look, one last look!
No! I can't help it, Qingqiu! I really can't help it!
Gu Yan gazed at Leng Qingqiu with burning eyes and slowly lowered his head, whispering into her ear, "The explanation is... I ran into some trouble last night."
A fragrant scent entered Gu Yan's nostrils as he gently sniffed.
Leng Qingqiu felt Gu Yan's actions and blushed slightly. The warmth from his breath on her ear made her tense up. "What kind of trouble...?"
Gu Yan's hand began to wander, resting on Leng Qingqiu's shoulder. "Ah, it's something that makes me sad just thinking about it."
"Qingqiu... Your dear husband here really needs you to soothe my fragile heart."
?
"Something sad? What exactly happened?"
She instinctively pushed Gu Yan away, wanting to get to the bottom of it. "And how do you expect me to comfort you... Mmph!!"
Before she could finish...
As Leng Qingqiu pushed him, Gu Yan's body instinctively leaned down, pressing his lips against her soft, sweet ones.
"Mmm..."
Leng Qingqiu's mind went blank. Her hands pushed against Gu Yan's chest, trying to push him away.
But... that familiar feeling from yesterday surged through her body again.
Why... it feels so good... she started to feel weak all over.
Leng Qingqiu's hand holding the book naturally dropped, and she was pressed against the bookshelf, passively letting Gu Yan take everything from her.
Time passed second by second.
[The other me, you really nailed it. Feel that? The beauty of power enhancement~]
[Keep going, keep draining this furnace!]
Thud!
It wasn't until Leng Qingqiu's arm went limp and the book fell to the ground that she snapped back to reality and pushed Gu Yan away.
"You jerk! It's still early morning!" Leng Qingqiu covered her mouth with her arm, blushing with shame as she scolded Gu Yan.
Gu Yan raised his hands, pretending to surrender. "Qingqiu, my Qingqiu, it's early morning, but I just couldn't help it!"
"Because! Qingqiu, you're just too beautiful! Your hands! Your neck! Your hair and skin!"
"The scent you emit or everything about you! Even your voice drives me crazy!"
"You understand? I just couldn't help it........... Wait! Qingqiu, don't hit me! I won't say anything else!"
Seeing Leng Qingqiu's shoulders trembling, as if she was about to hit him, Gu Yan immediately shut up and took a few steps back.
"Pervert!" Leng Qingqiu gritted her teeth and cursed, really wanting to strangle yesterday's version of herself.
She had actually felt guilty for forcefully kissing Gu Yan.
No, no, now is not the time to argue with Gu Yan about this. After all, she had also used him to enhance her perception.
If it could be visualized, she would see:
[Perception +1]
[Perception +1]
[Perception continues to +1]
For now, she needed to find out what happened to Gu Yan last night.
So, she composed herself and asked seriously, "What exactly happened to you yesterday?"
Gu Yan, now satisfied, didn't hide anything and recounted everything from meeting Xiao Lin to last night's events.
After about ten minutes.
Leng Qingqiu understood everything.
So that's how it was...
Gu Yan had gone to visit Wang Yulan yesterday and ran into a man named Xiao Lin, who had some misunderstandings with him.
Originally, he thought Xiao Lin was there to apologize, but it turned out the man was a martial artist who killed Wang Yulan's mother while Gu Yan and Wang Yulan were downstairs.
The technique he used even had dragon-like energy.
Who would have thought...
Leng Qingqiu sighed inwardly. The world is getting worse; demonic martial artists are truly rampant.
It's a good thing Gu Yan had Mei Xue and other master-level protectors with him.
Otherwise, Gu Yan might have been in danger last night.
Yes, Leng Qingqiu remembered instructing Mei Xue to protect Gu Yan from the shadows.
"Never mind that, Qingqiu. Look at this ball of yarn from Ling'er. Don't you have any thoughts?"
Gu Yan changed the subject, pulling Leng Qingqiu to sit at the desk and looking at her expectantly.
?
Leng Qingqiu slowly raised an eyebrow.
Then she opened her eyes and said coldly to Gu Yan, "First, I can't see."
"Second, I'm blind."
"Finally..."
She crossed her arms and raised her chin proudly, saying to Gu Yan with a hint of provocation, "The young master of the Gu Family, do you really want a scarf hand-knitted by an ordinary person like me?"
At this, Gu Yan immediately grinned, nodding excitedly and eagerly. "Yes! I dream about it!"
"Anything from you, Qingqiu, I love!"
Leng Qingqiu blushed slightly, her fingers unconsciously tapping on her arm, her toes lightly tapping under the desk. "Is... is that so?"
"Hmph, Gu Yan, you're dreaming big."
"If you want one so badly, why not ask Ling'er to knit you one?"
Ling'er? That little brat?
Gu Yan shook his head vigorously, very resistant. "No way, just thinking about it makes me explode."
"I only want a scarf knitted by you, Qingqiu!"
Leng Qingqiu was already very pleased internally, a satisfied smile unconsciously appearing at the corner of her mouth. "I see..."
"Then..."
Thud!
Hmm... wait a minute.
Before Leng Qingqiu could finish, her expression turned a bit strange.
It seemed a nerve in her brain suddenly connected.
Wait, wait.
She closed her eyes and fell into thought.
What was the name of that martial artist who killed Wang Yulan's mother that Gu Yan mentioned earlier?
Xiao Lin? Why does that sound familiar?
Leng Qingqiu hesitantly asked, "Could you repeat the name of that martial artist you just mentioned?"
Gu Yan, without a second thought, blurted out, "Oh, it's Xiao Lin. He can even circulate Dragon-shaped qi."
"Lao Gao said he's at least a grandmaster."
"I never expected there to be so many grandmasters in tiny Jianghai City."
The room fell into a tense silence.
Heh... haha... oh, this...
This seems to be, possibly, the heir to the Dragon King Palace?
Leng Qingqiu forced a smile, "Oh, so it's Xiao Lin..."
"Heh heh..."
Leng Qingqiu awkwardly chuckled.
Then she stood up, slam!
Her hands landed on Gu Yan's shoulders, patting him vigorously: "Gu Yan, it's a bit early for lunch. You and Ling'er go to the shopping street and buy some rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea."
Gu Yan, knowing that mentioning Xiao Lin's name would elicit a strong reaction from Leng Qingqiu, was still surprised when she immediately tried to send him out shopping with Leng Ling'er.
He exclaimed, "Rather than going out with a brat, I'd much rather go shopping with you, Qingqiu!"
"!!!"
Upon hearing these simple words, which once again stirred her heart, Leng Qingqiu made a firm decision to change her current state.
Leng Qingqiu, Leng Qingqiu, you've indeed become weak and decadent because of Gu Yan...
Sigh! No, she couldn't let Gu Yan distract her from her organizational duties any longer.
Today, whether for Gu Yan's sake or for her revenge, she had to show up in front of her organization members.
So...
"!!!"
"In any case! You get out of here with Ling'er right now!"
Leng Qingqiu, blushing, pushed Gu Yan out the door. Damn that man, always trying to stir up her emotions.
It was all because of him that her revenge plan had stalled.
She had to get back to business!