Another Me, You Will Regret It

Leng Qingqiu was quite restrained this time, so she didn’t push Gu Yan to the point of passing out.

She gave herself a mental pat on the back—she had gotten the hang of it and could now control the intensity.

Well... no, no, no, it wasn’t exactly that she had gotten the hang of it. More like she had grown accustomed to it?

No, that wasn’t quite right either.

Leng Qingqiu’s thoughts began to spiral, and she felt a wave of frustration. It was all Gu Yan’s fault.

That mere furnace dared to make so many demands!

And what outrageous demands they were—utterly perverted!

After finishing, Gu Yan sat nearby, savoring the memory of kissing his beloved wife. Suddenly, he shivered.

He felt as though someone had directed a wave of malice toward him.

Gu Yan turned to look at Leng Qingqiu, only to find her engrossed in a book, looking completely serious.

Oh, it must have been his imagination.

Gu Yan shook his head. Although he really wanted to explore some of the kinks in his mind with his dear wife, the moment he brought it up, Leng Qingqiu’s furious punch shut him down.

Was his request really that perverted?

Take one of his requests, for example.

Lately, he had been doing work that was time-consuming, energy-draining, and mentally exhausting.

The pressure was mounting.

All he wanted was something like Leng Qingqiu’s discarded XXXX or something similar.

When he felt tired, he could take a look at it or give it a sniff, and it would instantly rejuvenate him for the entire day.

Wasn’t that a perfectly normal request? Why did Leng Qingqiu call him a disgusting pervert?

Gu Yan didn’t understand. He felt deeply wronged.

But it didn’t matter! There was plenty of time ahead. Gu Yan believed that as long as he kept increasing her affection for him, Leng Qingqiu would eventually agree to his perfectly reasonable request!

Alright, until then...

Gu Yan glanced at Leng Qingqiu, who was sitting beside him reading a book, her cheeks still faintly flushed from earlier.

He cleared his throat. “Qingqiu, don’t you find reading for so long a bit boring?”

Huh?

Whenever Gu Yan asked a question like that, it usually meant he was about to do something that would interfere with her grand plans.

Leng Qingqiu responded with a cold laugh. “Hmph, I’m not bored at all. Didn’t you say that the rush of hormones improves efficiency?”

“Well... that’s true. I do feel like I’m reading several times faster now.”

“So, Gu Yan, just sit quietly and don’t disturb me, okay?”

[You’re so bold after kissing.]

[The surge of power must have left you feeling completely at peace, huh?]

Xiao Leng suddenly chimed in.

Leng Qingqiu twitched at the corner of her eye, a wave of embarrassment and irritation bubbling up inside her.

“Xiao Leng, what do you mean by that?! Why do you keep butting in?!”

“Don’t you know I’m the dominant personality in this body?”

Leng Qingqiu scolded inwardly.

This was outrageous! How dare a mere inner personality try to rebel against its master!

[......]

[I’m just stating the facts... and... haven’t you noticed that the rate of power increase has slowed down significantly compared to before?]

[You need a new way to boost efficiency.]

Leng Qingqiu scoffed at this. “Who knows better, you or me? Xiao Leng, just shut up and watch!”

[.....You’ll regret this, other me.]

“Xiao Leng, I am the dominant personality!”

After putting Xiao Leng in her place, Leng Qingqiu felt much better.

Gu Yan, of course, had no idea about the internal struggle Leng Qingqiu was having.

He just felt a sudden mix of embarrassment, irritation, and then an inexplicable sense of joy and satisfaction.

This left him puzzled. What... what did Qingqiu mean by that?

Could it be... oh!

Gu Yan suddenly understood. This was a classic case of playing hard to get!

With this realization, Gu Yan shamelessly leaned in closer. “Qingqiu, my dear Qingqiu, do you remember the last time Ling’er and I went shopping and bought a bunch of things?”

“Among them were a lot of clothes for you... so, what I’m trying to say is, could you try them on for me?”

Leng Qingqiu was momentarily stunned.

This reminded her of the time Gu Yan had bought a ton of stuff.

Sofas, wardrobes, kitchenware, clothes, TVs, gaming consoles—you name it.

There was even a whole wardrobe filled with clothes in the dressing room.

But trying on clothes for Gu Yan?

That idea felt incredibly embarrassing to Leng Qingqiu.

Moreover, for some reason, even the most ordinary words coming out of Gu Yan’s mouth made her feel uneasy.

It always felt like he had ulterior motives.

So,

“No.”

“Besides, I haven’t even seen what kind of clothes you bought. What if they’re something... something perverted?”

Leng Qingqiu shook her head, firmly rejecting the idea.

Seeing this, Gu Yan grew anxious. He took her hand and pleaded, “Qingqiu, trust me, they’re just regular clothes.”

“Ling’er was there to help pick them out!”

“Just this once! Try them on, and then I won’t bother you anymore!”

“My dear wife, think about it. If you don’t try them on, your husband will feel terrible.”

“If I feel terrible, I’ll keep begging you to try them on. If you don’t, I’ll keep feeling terrible.”

“If I keep feeling terrible, I’ll keep bothering you.”

“If I keep bothering you, you won’t be able to focus on your studies.”

“If you can’t focus on your studies, you won’t be able to...”

Leng Qingqiu felt like her head was about to explode. She quickly interrupted, “Enough! Enough!!”

She looked up at Gu Yan with a hint of exasperation. “Are you sure it’s just this once?”

“If I try them on, you’ll stop bothering me?”

Seeing an opportunity, Gu Yan nodded eagerly. “Absolutely! I always keep my word!”

Leng Qingqiu thought about it. Trying on clothes for Gu Yan didn’t seem like a big deal.

If it would get him to stop pestering her, it was a win-win situation!

So, she let out a soft sigh. “Fine, just this once!”

.......

.........

Meanwhile, at the Bai household.

After lunch,

Leng Ling’er and Bai Qionglan were at it again.

The former pulled out a new game and grinned at Bai Qionglan. “Qionglan, check this out! It’s the latest version of Monster Lulu. You can even team up to catch pets and build houses.”

“Let’s play together today! Our goal is to level up and catch monsters!”

Bai Qionglan looked at the game cover and the controller in her hand, then silently raised an eyebrow.

This... this wasn’t a level-based game at all.

It was clearly an open-world simulation game.

If they played this... who knew how long it would be before she could do *that* with Ling’er.

Bai Qionglan fell silent, her eyes filled with conflict.

Leng Ling’er, on the other hand, was so absorbed in the game and snacks that she completely forgot the main reason she had come to the Bai household today.

Seeing Bai Qionglan’s silence, she hesitated and asked, “Qionglan, do you not like this game?”

“Should we switch to something else?”

Switch... switch to something else?

No, that wasn’t it.

This wasn’t how things were supposed to go.

Bai Qionglan clenched her small hands. If she missed this opportunity, she didn’t know when she’d get another chance to be alone with Ling’er.

With that half-piece of jade pendant, she was destined to become the partner of someone named [Xiao Lin].

That kind of future... I don’t want it...

The person I like... is...

Bai Qionglan could no longer hold back. She suddenly looked up at Leng Ling’er, tears welling up in her eyes, and cried out, “Ling’er! I can’t take it anymore!”

Leng Ling’er was momentarily stunned.

In the next second,

Bai Qionglan bit her lip and lunged at Leng Ling’er!

Thud!

“Huh?”

The two of them tumbled onto the bed.

Leng Ling’er, completely bewildered, found herself pinned under Bai Qionglan.

Her mind was in a daze.

Wait... wait... what’s going on here?

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