It's perfectly normal to use such beautiful hair as a side dish.

The living room was quiet, with Leng Ling'er sprawled lazily on the sofa in a "Ge You reclining" pose.

The latest model television played her favorite drama.

Meanwhile, she was video-calling Bai Qionglan on her brand-new phone.

"Qionglan, you have no idea, my sister and brother-in-law, they..."

She chattered on and on, recounting the events in great detail.

Bai Qionglan listened, her heart racing with every word.

On the screen, Bai Qionglan appeared to be sitting on her bed in her room, attentively listening to Leng Ling'er's story.

By the end, she sighed in relief. "Thank goodness you're clever, Ling'er."

"Otherwise, I'd doubt you'd survive the night."

She then joked, "By the way, Ling'er, what about that book? Are you still keeping it with you?"

Leng Ling'er blushed with embarrassment. "Hmph! It's all your fault for lending me that kind of book in the first place!"

"But..."

She paused, her expression turning slightly awkward, and asked in a hushed tone, "Qionglan, have you ever had a boyfriend?"

Bai Qionglan maintained a calm smile on the surface, but internally, a question mark slowly formed.

Why is Ling'er suddenly asking me this?

Could it be...?

Bai Qionglan's heart raced. Could it be that after reading that book, Leng Ling'er actually developed feelings for Gu Yan?

Or worse, started becoming interested in men?!

No, no, no! That can't happen!

She quickly shook her head. "No, what's so great about men anyway?"

"Don't you think it's much better when we girls are together, all sweet and fragrant?"

"Ling'er, you better not be thinking about getting a boyfriend or anything like that!"

Leng Ling'er was taken aback by Bai Qionglan's strong reaction. She cleared her throat and continued, "Qionglan, don't get so worked up!"

"I just wanted to ask you what it feels like to kiss someone."

"Since you've never been in a relationship, forget it. I'll just ask my brother-in-law!"

Ask Gu Yan?!

"No way!"

Bai Qionglan immediately protested. Judging from Leng Ling'er's expression on the screen, it seemed she was genuinely curious about kissing.

If she went and asked Gu Yan... who knows how things might turn out? It could end up like one of those novels she'd read, where the male protagonist effortlessly charms both sisters.

And, initially, the younger sister hated the male lead, but as her interest grew, things spiraled out of control.

Bai Qionglan's cheeks flushed as she thought about it. She looked at Leng Ling'er on the screen and shouted, "If you really want to know what kissing feels like, I have a way to help you!"

Hearing this, Leng Ling'er's eyes lit up with interest. "Oh? You have a way, Qionglan?"

"Great! How are you going to help me?"

Bai Qionglan's tone became slightly awkward. "Well... um... come to my house tomorrow, and you'll see."

Leng Ling'er didn't think much of it and nodded. "Alright, I'll have my brother-in-law drive me over tomorrow."

"Okay."

Bai Qionglan nodded.

The topic of kissing was dropped, and the two best friends moved on to other subjects.

Time passed slowly.

It was dusk again.

Gu Yan woke up in a daze.

"Ugh..."

His lips felt swollen and sore, and his chest felt heavy.

He opened his eyes and was immediately startled.

Leng Qingqiu was lying on his chest, her breathing steady, clearly asleep.

This was a rare occurrence.

After all, Leng Qingqiu was usually buried in her study, reading books at this time of day.

She hardly slept, so it was unusual for her to be napping now.

Gu Yan didn't want to disturb her and tried to gently lift her off so he could get up.

But the slight movement seemed to bother Leng Qingqiu, and she frowned in her sleep.

So cute!!!

Gu Yan froze, deciding to observe her reaction a little longer.

As he watched, he became entranced once more.

Leng Qingqiu's face was exquisitely beautiful, her fair skin glowing softly.

In her sleep, she looked completely at ease, the fatigue on her face gradually fading away, replaced by a serene and peaceful expression.

Her long black hair cascaded over Gu Yan's chest like a dark stream, emitting a faint, pleasant fragrance.

Her lips were elegantly shaped, slightly upturned, as if she were having a pleasant dream.

Gu Yan couldn't resist making a small move.

He reached out and gently played with Leng Qingqiu's silky black hair, then...

"Sniff sniff~"

"Ah, Qingqiu's scent~ I can only enjoy it like this now~"

He brought a strand of her hair to his nose, savoring it deeply. If only he could taste it like noodles, that would be perfect.

Hmm... why not give it a try?

Meanwhile, Leng Qingqiu's expression grew increasingly embarrassed, as if something outrageous was happening in her dream.

Her eyelids fluttered slightly, a sign that she was about to wake up.

The next second, she opened her eyes.

Her ears were filled with the sound of heavy, perverted breathing.

She looked up and saw Gu Yan, who was nibbling on a strand of her hair, his eyes meeting her groggy, half-awake gaze.

Realizing that her hair was being savaged by Gu Yan, Leng Qingqiu glared at him, her voice cold and laced with suppressed anger. "What are you doing?"

Gu Yan's expression stiffened with embarrassment. After all, chewing on someone's hair was undeniably creepy.

But!

He held onto the strand of hair, unashamed of his peculiar fetish, and declared with a straight face, "It's perfectly normal to use such beautiful hair as a snack... Ouch!!"

Before he could finish, Leng Qingqiu shoved him off, sending him rolling across the floor.

"Normal my foot!!"

"You pervert!"

Leng Qingqiu's face flushed with anger as she clutched her hair. "Why would you do something like that to my hair?!"

Does he like my hair more than me?!

"Qingqiu... my Qingqiu... don't misunderstand me, I'm not a pervert..."

"I just love everything about you..."

Gu Yan crawled on the floor, writhing in despair as he tried to salvage his image.

But all he received in response was a series of furious stomps from Leng Qingqiu.

"Pervert! Pervert! Pervert!"

[Pure Love Points +666 for being stomped by your beloved~]

[Pure Love Points +777 for being continuously stomped by your beloved~]

[Pure Love Points +...... for being relentlessly stomped by your beloved~]

[Pure Love Points +...... for being verbally abused by your beloved~]

Hey, hey, hey!! That's enough, system!! I don't want to earn points like this!!

Honestly, is what I did really that perverted?!

Kicked out to the downstairs area.

Leng Ling'er: "You perverted loser."

Kicked back into the car.

Old Gao hesitated before speaking. "Someone who likes eating hair... that's probably a pervert, right?"

"Or maybe it's a mental illness? Why are you asking, Young Master?"

Enough, seriously, enough.

Gu Yan didn't want to discuss whether he was a pervert anymore. He waved his hand dismissively.

Sighing, he said, "Never mind, I was just asking for a friend."

"Old Gao, let's head to Jianghai Hospital."

As he spoke, Gu Yan touched his lips and realized they were cracked.

He felt puzzled. What's going on? Am I deficient in some vitamin or something?

......

Meanwhile, in the Leng Family study.

Leng Qingqiu watched from the upstairs window as the dazzling life essence of Gu Yan disappeared into the distance.

Only then did the lingering sense of embarrassment and anger in her heart gradually subside.

She gently touched her lips, her heart trembling slightly.

If anything... she was just as guilty as him...

Thankfully, Gu Yan didn't know.

Well, he probably never would.

No, she wouldn't let him find out.

"Alright... let's see how much my power has increased this time."

Leng Qingqiu opened her palm, and a wisp of black mist emerged. Her expression gradually returned to its usual cold elegance.

That's right, Leng Qingqiu, you are the Night King.

Indulging in a moment of tenderness is enough.

Next, you must get back to work!

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