"No!"
Fang Lingxue refused decisively, her cheeks flushing as she muttered, "You reek of alcohol. You must be thinking improper things right now. I'm not letting you stay."
Qin Heng looked aggrieved.
He had not wanted to do anything bad. He had merely become a little intoxicated by her tenderness and could not bear to leave.
"I can sleep on the floor. Just chatting, purely chatting..."
He tried to fight for it.
Fang Lingxue said, "Still no. Go back and cultivate. My great hero can't become lost in a Land of Gentle Tenderness."
Qin Heng: ...
Trying to get a little closer to her was truly difficult.
"Not even for one night?" Qin Heng asked unwillingly.
Fang Lingxue's expression became somewhat hesitant.
In truth, she also wanted to spend more time with Qin Heng, hold each other and feel the other's warmth. That feeling was cozy and gave her a great sense of security.
But...
She leaned close to Qin Heng's ear and whispered, "These past few days... it's inconvenient for me."
Qin Heng froze for a moment.
Then he hurriedly explained, "I really wasn't thinking about that! It doesn't matter whether it's convenient for you or not!"
Fang Lingxue's face reddened. She punched him. "It affects me! If you stay here, I'll start thinking wild thoughts! Get out already, or I'm afraid I won't let you leave!"
Qin Heng tilted his head, not quite understanding.
By the time he figured it out, he had already been locked outside the door.
His mind was filled with Fang Lingxue's bashful, blushing, yet slightly exasperated expression. He could not help muttering, "Girls... can be impulsive too?"
Behind the door, Fang Lingxue heard him and gritted her teeth, clenching her fists as she desperately wanted to hit someone.
Of course girls could be