Why Is It "Miss Qiu" Instead of "Handsome Qiu"

After dinner, Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun walked out of the school gates.

Having a car was just so convenient; parking it right at the school gate gave a real sense of prestige.

Shen Nian had his own share of vanity and was already trying to figure out how to casually show it off to Chen Dong and Ma Mingfan without looking like he cared.

'Haha, what did you eat today? Let's go out to eat, I'll drive you in my BMW.'

'How did you know I bought a car?'

'Don't be discouraged, bro, you can pay for the gas next time, just pretend you drove it.'

Hehe.

Driving the BMW all the way back to the residential complex, Xia Yanchun immediately went to boil water for a shower.

This military training camouflage uniform was so uncomfortable to wear, and she wasn't going to wear it again. She planned to wash it clean and take it back to the town during the holidays to give to Aunt Chen, so Aunt Chen could wear it to work at the breeding farm without worrying about getting dirty.

Sister Chun was quite sweaty.

Xia Yanchun was happily enjoying her shower, but when she saw the dark tan lines on her wrists and the back of her hands, she wasn't so happy anymore.

From now on, she was going to focus on whitening her skin; she had to get it back to how fair it was before military training.

"Hmm, hmm..."

Humming a pleasant tune in her throat, Xia Yanchun took a full forty minutes before stepping out of the bathroom.

Shen Nian had finished washing up early and was already in her living room eating ice cream.

"You shower so fast."

"It's you who is too slow. Isn't twenty minutes enough to scrub yourself clean?"

"Don't you use hot water? A hot shower is so comfortable."

"I take cold showers."

"Oh."

Xia Yanchun didn't keep chattering with him. She started the washing machine, trotted briskly toward her room, and then mysteriously peeked out from the doorframe, beckoning Shen Nian with her finger.

"Coming, coming."

"Eek, a pervert is coming!" Xia Yanchun slammed the door shut.

Shen Nian, who had just stood up: "..."

Playing a joke on her bro, what nonsense.

His nose felt itchy; why did it turn into a red ball?

Shen Nian washed his hands and entered the room, wordlessly pulling Xia Yanchun, who was already lying in bed, into his arms for a cuddle.

Xia Yanchun was wearing casual clothes—a short-sleeved shirt and long pants—so she wouldn't have to change again before going out in the afternoon. She smelled wonderfully fragrant. Shen Nian buried his face in the girl's chest and took a deep breath, feeling completely intoxicated.

"I want to sleep," Xia Yanchun said softly, rubbing Shen Nian's fluffy hair.

"Then get a good sleep."

"Hehe, set an alarm for two hours. When I wake up, I'm going shopping..." Xia Yanchun paused, hesitating, then leaned into Shen Nian's ear and whispered, "I made plans with Shi Yan, so you can't come. I'll buy the black wolfberries when I get back."

"What? Hanging out with Li Shiyan again? You busybody, you really have no free time at all," Shen Nian complained loudly.

Xia Yanchun's eyes curved into a smile. "Who says I have no time? Aren't I keeping you company right now?"

"Damn, you're right."

"..."

"Alright, alright, bring me back some dinner when you return, I'm too lazy to cook. Where are you guys going?"

"Going to the mall."

"Then I want Malatang, from Yang Guofu. Just grab about thirty or forty yuan worth of stuff, get two portions of noodles, spicy beef tallow flavor."

"Eating such heaty food on a hot day, are you asking for death?"

"It's fine, I never get internal heat."

Shen Nian grinned. Internal heat or whatever could be easily solved by whipping up a plate of tomato and egg stir-fry; his [Cooking Mastery] was just too overpowered.

Even for skin whitening, he didn't need to eat any black wolfberries. By cooking dinner a few times and adding a beauty-enhancing effect to the food, her skin would probably turn white again.

The black wolfberries were just for show.

"I think you get internal heat every day," Xia Yanchun babbled, her eyes darting around.

Catching Xia Yanchun's implied meaning, Shen Nian scratched his head in embarrassment and didn't dare make a sound.

"Time to sleep, time to sleep," he finally said after holding it in for a while, playing dumb and obediently closing his eyes to sleep.

Xia Yanchun pursed her lips. Already sleepy, she let out a small yawn, turned her back to Shen Nian, pulled his large hand over her stomach, and quietly drifted off into a daze.

Being able to take a comfortable afternoon nap felt like a very happy thing to Xia Yanchun. Once she started working in the future, afternoon naps wouldn't be so cozy anymore.

In the sweltering heat of summer, afternoon naps were indeed the most comfortable.

"Summer is already over..." Xia Yanchun's restless fingertips poked and stroked the back of Shen Nian's hand, her tone carrying a hint of clingy softness.

"Next up is Miss Autumn," Shen Nian whispered flirtatiously in her ear. "Miss Autumn is the most contradictory. At first, she's as passionate as fire, but later she becomes cold and distant. Don't you agree?"

"Why isn't it Mr. Autumn instead of Miss Autumn?"

"Because I'm a guy. I can allow Miss Autumn to caress my face, but I absolutely cannot allow Mr. Autumn to caress my handsome face."

"That sounds so stupid."

"Who the hell are you calling stupid? You're in big trouble now, I'm telling you." Shen Nian mischievously grabbed a handful.

"Mmh..."

Xia Yanchun half-squinted her eyes, shrank her body slightly, and her small face quickly flushed red.

Sometimes, Xia Yanchun really wanted to call Shen Nian a rascal.

During the two-hour nap, Xia Yanchun slept soundly.

When she woke up, it was already 3 PM. The alarm hadn't gone off yet, but Xia Yanchun had already gotten a great rest.

Carefully pulling Shen Nian's hand out from under her clothes, Xia Yanchun turned off her phone alarm. She stared at Shen Nian's sleeping face for quite a while, ultimately unable to hide her fondness as she quietly raised a finger and tapped his nose.

He was sleeping so soundly.

She wanted to wake him up just so he had to go back to sleep.

Shen Nian quietly opened his eyes a sliver and peeked at Xia Yanchun.

"?"

It turned out Shen Nian was already awake and just pretending to be asleep.

Xia Yanchun hummed and snuggled deeper into his embrace. "When did you wake up?"

"A little bit before you."

"I thought you weren't awake yet. If you're awake, get up." Xia Yanchun clumsily propped herself up and stretched, not bothering to care that the hem of her shirt flipped up.

Her lower abdomen and slender waist, which had never been exposed to the sun, were fair and smooth. Shen Nian also propped himself up, hugged her from behind, and asked gently, "What time are you meeting Li Shiyan?"

"Three-thirty."

"Alright, how about I drop you off?"

"No need, it's too much trouble."

"Remember to buy my stuff."

"I know, I know." Tossing her hair, Xia Yanchun hopped out of bed briskly, drank some water, rinsed her mouth, put on her shoes and socks, and was ready to head out.

Catching sight of Shen Nian heading straight for the fridge right after getting up, Xia Yanchun immediately said in an exasperated tone, "Why are you eating so much? Your blood sugar is going to spike. You're not allowed to eat it; you can only have one a day, got it?"

"Hiss, fun fact: I am not a henpecked husband."

"I told you not to eat it. If you don't listen, watch out or I'll beat you." Xia Yanchun pattered over to Shen Nian and slammed the fridge door shut.

Eating too much ice cream was bad for his health. If having one a day just for the taste wasn't enough to satisfy him, Xia Yanchun didn't even know what Shen Nian would turn into without her around.

He would definitely be drinking a bottle of cola and eating several ice creams a day. He might not get fat, but his blood sugar and uric acid levels would definitely skyrocket.

"Fine, I won't eat it," Shen Nian pouted.

Hehe, I'll just wait for you to leave and eat it secretly.

"You are not allowed to eat it." Xia Yanchun didn't believe Shen Nian would be that honest, poking him in the chest with her finger.

"Got it, got it."

"I'm heading out then."

"Yeah, I'll go back to streaming in a bit and make some serious money."

Xia Yanchun looked up, her small hands fidgeting. Unable to suppress her impulse any longer, she reached up and wrapped her hands around Shen Nian's neck.

Rising slightly on her heels, her breathing grew heavy. Their tongues touched for a fleeting second before she darted out the door in a cute, bouncy flurry.

Shen Nian rubbed his chin.

A goodbye kiss before heading out, huh? Haji-Chun, you cute little thing... I absolutely love it.

Stepping out of the elevator, the bright sun was still beating down outside.

Xia Yanchun took out her phone. However, she didn't contact Li Shiyan; instead, she searched for the nearest major hospital.

The clever girl hadn't actually made plans to hang out with Li Shiyan. That was just a convenient excuse she had come up with so she could go out alone.

The young girl had a secret weighing on her mind that she didn't want Shen Nian to know.

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