"I figured you must be tired too, but trust me, after tonight, you won't have to work hard anymore." I gave her a meaningful smile.
Yet the moment the words left my mouth, I felt that something about them sounded off. Sure enough, Nan Jin looked at the pile inside the Gold-Transforming Pouch. There were all sorts of things—not some kind of leather chair, then something resembling a bed board, then various restraint devices, along with a transparent short pillar shaped like a mushroom. These dazzling parts looked perfectly ordinary once assembled. The bed board was the deck of my flying car, the restraint devices were actually seat belts, and the mushroom-shaped short rod was the handbrake...
But once they were taken apart and viewed individually, it became very difficult to explain what they were for.
Nan Jin swallowed as she stared at the things in the pouch. Then, red-faced and puffed up with anger, she said, "What are you planning to tinker with this time!? This time... this time, are you planning to do something to me again!?"
I could tell she had definitely misunderstood, so I hurriedly said, "These are parts for a flying car! They absolutely aren't for some old driver to use while driving!"
"What do you mean, old driver or not? This flying car... I know now! You're planning to tie me up! Then do all sorts of... all sorts of unspeakably shameful things to me! You... you're really awful! No wonder they all say that once people get older, their faces grow thicker! What do you take me for!?" Nan Jin said angrily.
"Good grief, don't let your imagination run wild! Just let me assemble it first. You'll know once it's done! I absolutely don't mean anything like that!" I looked at the pile