It’s only because it was her that he was willing to cooperate.
And tonight was no exception. Just now in the room, he clearly felt a change in his body, a sensation he hadn’t experienced in thousands of years.
Throughout the years, he had seen countless beauties in Heaven and the Lower Realm, but none had ever made him feel this way.
He was always indifferent to desires and never paid much attention to them.
Yet at this mont, it seed as if all emotions had found their source.
That source was Qin Yun.
Pei Yan twirled his fingers, his eyes complex. He quickly comprehended and quickly accepted it, or perhaps his subconscious had already accepted it. After all, each Divine Beast has its own territory, and none would easily cross boundaries, as doing so would be a provocation. Yet he let Qin Yun lie on his bed.
He even used reverse psychology when Qin Yun suggested sleeping on the floor or in the guest room just now.
If he claid he had no ulterior motives, only Qin Yun, that fool, would believe it.
Pei Yan sighed lightly. He vaguely guessed the system’s intention but still hadn’t figured out the purpose of the Heavenly Emperor’s actions.
However, whatever the purpose, as long as it wasn’t excessive, he wouldn’t pursue it.
Now that he had realized his feelings, he wouldn’t just do nothing.
Not knowing what ca to mind, Pei Yan chuckled lightly, wondering when Qin Yun, as slow as she was, would eventually realize it.
Suddenly, he felt that this marriage wasn’t too bad — reasonable and well-utilized.
After clarifying his thoughts, Pei Yan returned to the room.
Qin Yun was lying on the bed playing with her phone. Hearing the sound, she glanced at him before calmly looking back down at her phone.
Pei Yan’s heart stirred slightly at her glance. Maintaining his composure, he walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, lay down, and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"I’m scrolling through Weibo. When we lay on the bed together on the show, it was live-stread, and we trended because of it. Look." Qin Yun, seeing Pei Yan get on the bed, reached out to hand him her phone, showing yesterday’s trending topic.
Pei Yan lay next to Qin Yun, glanced down, and indeed saw many screenshots from netizens, and even a GIF of her pulling him onto the bed.
Qin Yun sighed, saying a bit sorrowfully, "If I’d known, I wouldn’t have brought you to play. We were supposed to avoid suspicion, but now we have quite a few CP fans."
"Are your fans so fickle? My harshest critics used to be your fans, and now we even have CP fans. It’s unbelievable." Qin Yun looked up at Pei Yan’s handso face. Well, this face was indeed very good-looking, striking in every way.
Though the two faces looked the sa, in Heaven, Pei Yan seed more aloof and unattainable. Yet the face in front of her, while still hard to approach at first glance, now had a hint of worldly warmth.
Just looking at this face made it hard to get angry.
Sigh, this must be the sorrow of a face-con.
Pei Yan glanced at the comnts, suddenly wondering if he really perford those actions.
At the ti, he didn’t have any particular thoughts, but thinking back now, it seed rather fitting.
But he couldn’t quite understand... since when did he beco worthless?
He’s always been quite valuable.
Deep in thought, Pei Yan considered: CP fans, they’re quite an organization.
Shifting her gaze from Pei Yan’s handso face, Qin Yun continued to tease, "I told you to be mindful. Now look, I invited you to this show to clarify our relationship wasn’t strained, not to gain CP fans."
Pei Yan, amused by Qin Yun’s continuous teasing, thought of those CP fans’ comnts and jested, "Perhaps fans take after their idols?"
Qin Yun didn’t understand his implication, earnestly started sizing him up, "If fans take after their idols, wouldn’t your fans be quite wealthy?"
Hearing this, Pei Yan chuckled, "Half my assets are yours, aren’t you lacking money? Tell if anyone claims to be richer than you."
"What would you do?" Qin Yun puzzledly tilted her head to him, then, rembering a quip from the internet, widened her peach blossom eyes in shock, saying, "Tell you and then you take them down?"
"What kind of nonsense are you watching?" Pei Yan was greatly amused by Qin Yun’s words, inadvertently pinching her soft cheek.
Pei Yan looked down at Qin Yun’s slightly angry peach blossom eyes glaring at him, feeling they were inexplicably cute.
Twiddling his fingers, as if still feeling the warmth of her skin, he averted his gaze nonchalantly, changing the subject, "But, what you said isn’t entirely impossible."
Giving him a sidelong glance, Qin Yun feigned admiration, "Wow, Mr. Pei, you’re amazing, so impressive. But next ti, could you not pinch my cheek? What if you damage it, will you compensate ?"
To her, wasn’t this a regular thing for Pei Yan?
Was it even worth ntioning as a boast?
It’d be embarrassing if Pei Yan couldn’t handle it...
"Yeah, I’ll compensate, however you want." Pei Yan nodded with a smile, agreeing to her terms.
Hearing this, Qin Yun’s eyes sparkled, eagerly asking, "However I want?!!!"
At her reaction, Pei Yan’s gaze deepened, his Adam’s apple moved slightly, "Yes..."
A flash of cunning slid across Qin Yun’s eyes as she innocently asked, "Then could you learn to cook for ?!"
Pei Yan noticed the mischief in her eyes, raising an eyebrow as he looked at her.
"You said it yourself, however I want." Qin Yun blinked her peach blossom eyes innocently.
"If you put it that way, it’s not impossible, but..." Pei Yan had barely finished speaking when Qin Yun interrupted eagerly, "Alright then! I’m hungry, and would love a midnight snack, could you make one now."
"Sure, give a kiss, and I’ll cook for you." Pei Yan, not beating around the bush, said directly.
Qin Yun, shocked by Pei Yan’s shaless request, widened her peach blossom eyes, "Why should I!!"
"Learning to cook for you is a long-term task. When I pinched your cheek earlier, there wasn’t even a red mark left. Yet I’d need to exert effort for a long ti, it’s not my style." Pei Yan glanced at her leisurely.
The Pixiu is known for only taking, not giving. Simply providing without gaining doesn’t suit his style.
Considering his words seriously, Qin Yun realized that her intent was to trick Pei Yan, and indeed, Pei Yan hadn’t used much force. Yet he’d have to learn to cook from scratch for her.
In hindsight, it seed Pei Yan was sacrificing more.
"Then where do you want to kiss?" Qin Yun candidly asked, looking at him without a hint of shyness.
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