"...I want to sleep there."
"That's my room."
"Exactly, we'll sleep together."
"Dream on."
If she slept with Qin Yuan, she probably would never get any sleep again. Every time she opened her eyes, they would be "sleeping," and every time she closed them, they would still be "sleeping."
"Alright, let's eat first."
Qin Yuer pulled Qin Yuan into the kitchen, where the dining table was already covered with sumptuous dishes.
Thanks to the self-heating pads, the dishes were still warm, with even wisps of white steam slowly rising from them.
Looking at the spread, Qin Yuan could not help asking, "Sister Yuer, did you make all this?"
"...Of course."
Qin Yuer lifted her chin and answered casually.
"Are you sure?"
"Mhm."
"There doesn't seem to be any salt, rice, oil, or anything like that in the kitchen." Qin Yuan smiled meaningfully.
"..."
"Little Yuan, after studying at Magic High School for three years, don't you know the principle of seeing through something without exposing it?" Qin Yuer said gloomily.
All of a sudden, she felt that the Little Man she had raised with her own hands was no longer so lovable.
"Of course I understand. I was just casually mentioning salt, rice, oil, and such."
Qin Yuan chuckled and continued, "The reason I could tell at a glance was because what Sister Yuer makes is a hundred times better than this."
As soon as he said that—
Qin Yuer's beautiful eyes immediately lit up.
Alright, the Little Man she had raised with her own hands was still lovable after all.
"Your mouth has gotten so sweet. Looks like you've captured quite a few girls' hearts at Tianlan Magic High School." Qin Yuer took a sip of soup and smiled meaningfully.
"Of course."
Qin Yuan nodded.
Qin Yuer: "???"
You actually dared to answer that?
"Hehe, tell your sister all about it. How many little girls did you get involved with in Bocheng?" Qin Yuer asked with a beaming smile.
"Not counting Ning Xue and Xin Xia, just one."
"Oh... who was it?"
"Sister Tang Yue."
Qin Yuan grinned.
Qin Yuer: "!!!"
Crack!
Qin Yuer failed to control her strength for a moment and snapped the chopsticks in her hand.
What had she just heard?
Tang Yue—was it the Tang Yue she knew?
Fine, fine, fine!
Tang Yue, I treated you as my best friend, yet you went after the Little Man I personally nurtured. What a lifelong best friend you were.
"Phew..." Qin Yuer steadied herself, forcing a smile as she continued asking, "How far have you two gone? Holding hands? Hugging? Or kissing?"
"We've done all of that."
Qin Yuan smiled and answered honestly.
Thump!
Qin Yuer flew into a rage, immediately rising to her feet as she said in an "icy" voice, "Little Yuan, don't tell me you've already slept together."
The Ice Element magic in her hand stirred restlessly, coldness spilling out and causing the temperature around them to plummet.
"Damn, did I take it too far?" Qin Yuan was startled.
That little bit of cold was nothing to him, but Qin Yuer's icy gaze was genuinely rather frightening.
"Not that far."
Qin Yuan shook his head.
As his words fell, the Ice Element magic in Qin Yuer's hand relaxed, and the temperature around them slowly began to rise again.
"Mhm, that's good."
The coldness in Qin Yuer's eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by gentleness. Her voice softened as well. "Little Yuan, you're still young. You can't rush this sort of thing."
Qin Yuan: "..."
He was not young. Really, he was not.
Still, he had nearly "ignited" Qin Yuer just now, so it was better to lie low for the moment.
"I'll listen to Sister Yuer." Qin Yuan nodded "obediently," revealing a "heartfelt" smile.
"Mhm."
Qin Yuer nodded in satisfaction, though her beautiful eyes kept shifting as if she were considering something.
A moment later.
As though she had made some kind of decision, she took the initiative to place food in Qin Yuan's bowl and smiled. "Little Yuan, eat more."
She had originally wanted to discuss the Pearl Academy special admissions matter with Qin Yuan, but now she had something even more important to do.
"Alright."
Qin Yuan began eating heartily.
What puzzled him, however, was that Qin Yuer barely ate anything herself. Instead, she kept placing food in his bowl, as though she were afraid he would go hungry.
Before long, nearly all the delicious food on the table had gone into Qin Yuan's stomach.
"Little Yuan, go take a bath first. I'll clean up here." Qin Yuer's beautiful eyes flickered, a smile lingering at the corner of her mouth.
"...Alright."
Qin Yuan still found it somewhat strange.
How should he put it? After he mentioned Tang Yue, Qin Yuer seemed to have become "strange."
Was she angry? It did not seem like it.
Was she happy? It did not seem like that either.
Most importantly, Qin Yuer no longer asked about what had happened to him in Bocheng, nor did she ask anything about Tang Yue.
Strange. Very strange.
"I'll apologize to Sister Yuer later." Qin Yuan muttered before starting to wash up.
He washed up quickly, finishing in less than ten minutes.
Qin Yuan used a towel to dry his wet hair.
His upper body was bare, revealing his strong physique. His defined abs and smooth muscular lines made him look like a perfect human sculpture.
"Hm?"
The moment Qin Yuan stepped out of the bathroom, he discovered that all the lights outside had been turned off. Only a faint sliver of light showed beneath the master bedroom door.
"Sister Yuer?"
Qin Yuan called softly, but received no response.
He casually grabbed a shirt and put it on, then walked to the master bedroom door and knocked.
Knock, knock, knock!
Click—
The door opened.
"Sister Yuer, so early..."
Before Qin Yuan could finish speaking, his eyes widened. Qin Yuer, standing before him, had changed into a plain white gauze dress.
Was this... pajamas? A nightgown?
Under the light, the gauzy dress accentuated Qin Yuer's delicate, curvaceous figure. Her graceful body and perfect curves were soul snatching.
At that moment, Qin Yuer was utterly alluring.
A faint blush spread across her pretty face, and her expression held a trace of shyness and fluster. "Little Yuan, is Sister Yuer pretty?"
"Pretty."
"Am I beautiful?"
"Beautiful." Qin Yuan smiled, strands of desire rising in his eyes.
"Then..." Qin Yuer stepped forward. Her jade hand lightly caressed Qin Yuan's extraordinarily handsome face, her voice soft and tender with affection. "Does Little Yuan want to completely have Sister Yuer?"
As soon as she said that—
Qin Yuan did not answer. Instead, he responded with his actions.
"Ah!"
Qin Yuer felt her body grow light as Qin Yuan swept her up around the waist, making her cry out in surprise.
Her slender arms tightly wrapped around Qin Yuan's neck. Her cheeks flushed crimson as she said shyly, "Little Yuan, you must remember that Yuer was the first!"
Qin Yuan smiled gently, holding her close as he walked into the room.
Outside, the moon shone bright amid sparse stars, while the cool breeze drifted softly.
Inside, spring's splendor was boundless, accompanied by soft murmurs and quiet songs.
That night, the master bedroom welcomed its male master, and Qin Yuer welcomed her man.
The next morning.
Qin Yuan stretched his body, walked to the window, pulled back the curtains slightly, and opened it.
"Phew..."
The cool morning breeze blew in and brushed against Qin Yuan's face and body, instantly leaving him refreshed and clear-headed.
"Feels good..."
Qin Yuan let out a pleased groan. Whether he meant the cool breeze or something else, only he himself knew.
On the large bed, Qin Yuer was wrapped entirely in the blankets, with only her head exposed. Her pretty face was flushed, and faint tear tracks could be seen on her cheeks.
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