Chapter 199: A Hundred-Thousand-Word Love (Please Support)

Qin Yun was very restrained. He could feel it—Su Huan was deeply conflicted, extremely anxious about "that kind of thing" happening.

Her state of mind only made Qin Yun cherish her more.

So even though holding back was agonizing, he still managed to brake in time, stopping at just the right point. He kept them both in a comfortable zone, and over time, Su Huan slowly began to relax.

When she curled up in Qin Yun's arms, she no longer worried that the man before her might suddenly turn beastly and take her on the spot.

But in truth, she didn't realize it herself—as the two grew more intimate, she had already begun to look forward to "that," she just had no experience, so she didn't quite understand.

"We're really buying?" Su Huan's feelings were complicated.

Qin Yun held her hand, amused. "What, you want me sleeping on the sofa every night? We have to buy one eventually. We can afford it now, so why not take advantage of the housing slump?"

"But…"

"Don't overthink it." Qin Yun kept walking forward. "It's just one apartment, no need to be afraid."

He naturally knew where Su Huan's knot was—because when the two discussed buying a home, he was the one paying, but the deed would be in Su Huan's name. It was precisely because of this that she was so conflicted.

After all, they weren't married yet. Put bluntly, this would be pre-marital property.

Seeing him say that, Su Huan gritted her teeth. "Hmph, if you're not afraid, why should I be? Some people are so rich, one apartment is nothing—just a drop in the bucket."

Qin Yun found it funny.

Although Hangzhou's housing market was sluggish now, that was the resale market—new developments were still red-hot.

Several developments had opening prices no lower than thirty thousand.

After looking around, the Greentown, Poly, Sunac, and C&D properties—each had a gate more imposing than the last. But the quality of the fine decoration was truly indescribable; the kitchen counter was as thin as a sheet of cardboard, looking as if it would collapse the moment someone leaned on it.

After looking at everything, Greentown's was still slightly better.

But coming out of Greentown Yuhaitang and seeing the packed Yuniaogi across the street, he immediately got cold feet.

Both of them liked things a bit quieter. With this many people, holidays would be a total gridlock. Choosing to live here might as well keep going further in to pick something.

And going further in was the Liangzhu Cultural Village sector, which was basically all resale housing.

The two wandered around for a loop, mulled it over, and felt that buying here for pure necessity made no sense at all.

It was quiet, sure, but it was also genuinely far—any further and they'd be in Pingyao.

"Then how about we look at Junxi Yuntai?"

"Let's not—that's villas, you can't get one for under twenty million."

Qin Yun shuddered. Damn, I've been working my ass off for over a month and it's still not enough to buy one.

Can't afford it, can't afford it.

In the end, before heading to Zhoushan, the two settled on a high-rise in the Future Sci-Tech City area, developed by Poly.

This location was only about five kilometers from the complex Su Huan was currently renting—essentially the same district, making the eventual move convenient.

After two days of running around, the red-title deed smoothly entered the processing pipeline. For the 160-square-meter apartment, Qin Yun had forked out a total of five million in cash.

"Phew… finally done." Back home, Qin Yun let out a breath, sprawled on the sofa, not wanting to move a muscle.

Su Huan did the same, flopping right on top of Qin Yun.

After resting a while, Su Huan suddenly looked up at him. "So we're heading back tomorrow?"

"Mm, tomorrow." Qin Yun nodded. "You tell my mom? Or should I?"

Su Huan answered without hesitation. "This is a bestie meetup—of course I'll do it."

Qin Yun laughed. "You say bestie meetup, but on my side it's daughter-in-law meeting the mother-in-law, right?"

"Get lost." She pinched Qin Yun's waist, then pulled out her phone and sent a WeChat message to Hu Fen.

Hu Fen, learning Su Huan was also coming tomorrow, was overjoyed.

Last time they met was at Qin Yun's wedding, when her status was merely her son's friend; this time the status was different—a "female" had been added in front of "friend."

The old mother had worn her heart out over her son's marriage. Knowing he was already with Su Huan, she'd been so happy that for days she smiled at everyone she met.

"What's making you so happy?" Aunt Su Xin across from her saw Hu Fen's eyes crinkle into slits with laughter and asked curiously.

"Haha, my daughter-in-law and my son are coming tomorrow."

Aunt Su Xin paused, then immediately caught on—this meant Qin Yun had a new girlfriend.

She immediately laughed. "That is indeed worth celebrating. Xiao Yun's almost thirty, right? Having a girlfriend means he can get married sooner."

"I won't meddle in that—let the kids decide for themselves." Hu Fen waved a hand. Although she also wanted them to marry sooner, she wouldn't push.

After confirming with Hu Fen about going home tomorrow, Su Huan braced herself on Qin Yun's chest and stood up.

"I'm going to shower. Don't cook tonight either—let's eat out, saves the hassle."

Qin Yun nodded. "Mm, whatever you say."

After Su Huan went to shower, Qin Yun had also made his choice for the next livestream location. In the wilderness-survival show, he had unexpectedly completed a check-in task and gained a new skill—precision skydiving.

With this skill, not putting it to good use would really leave his hands itching.

More crucially, in the past few days he had successfully registered an overseas account and unlocked various permissions. If he kept the livestream domestic, it would be a waste. So for his first multi-platform livestream both domestically and abroad, the best choice was still overseas.

He currently had a few options.

The first was the Alps—but not the European Alps in the conventional sense, rather New Zealand's Southern Alps. In March, New Zealand was in the season shifting from summer to autumn.

The second was the ocean. He wanted to simulate a plane-crash survivor at sea, running the survival scenario by the day.

The third was to find a deserted island and, like the old wilderness-survival show, do a long-duration livestream.

Of the three options, the first was the conventional one—he had the most experience with it, and it was least likely to cause problems. The third was the most comfortable; with his abilities it was basically giving himself a vacation, just finding a spot to camp.

Only the second carried high uncertainty—in the vast ocean, who knew what could happen, danger lurked everywhere.

After thinking it over, he decided to rule out the first. When March came and spring arrived, he planned to casually pick one between the second and the third.

"What are you thinking about? So lost in thought?"

Hearing her voice, Qin Yun looked up. There at the bathroom door, beneath Su Huan's dripping wet hair, a rosy little face made him drool.

"Help me blow-dry my hair."

Qin Yun quickly got up, went to the bathroom, grabbed the hair dryer, and started blowing.

The moment he turned it on, the fragrance rushed straight up his nose. At first, when he was drying the back, Su Huan had her back to him; but when he moved to the front, Su Huan was already facing him with her eyes closed.

Her long, beautiful hair fluttered about, and her pure, flawless face made Qin Yun's mouth water.

Most importantly, she still had her eyes closed, looking as if she were there for the taking — how could anyone hold back?

He didn't even turn off the hair dryer before lowering his head and capturing her lips.

The instant her lips were touched, Su Huan's whole body jolted, and her eyes flew open. She tilted her head back and dodged Qin Yun's advance.

"You scared me to death, you beast — can't even blow-dry hair without misbehaving."

Qin Yun set the hair dryer down on the counter, wrapped his arms around her, and chuckled: "Food and sex are human nature — this is one of man's great desires, pure instinct. Seeing something beautiful and expressing the love in your heart is perfectly normal."

"Twisting words to suit yourself. If you got worked up at the sight of beauty, just say so — no need for so many excuses." Su Huan shot him a look, then tilted her head up and leaned in on her own.

Qin Yun was overjoyed — how could he possibly hold back now?

But as they kissed, the sash of Su Huan's bathrobe loosened without anyone noticing. By the time their lips parted, a scene of springtime beauty flashed into Qin Yun's view without the slightest warning.

In an instant, his blood surged in reverse, his breathing grew heavier, and the look in Qin Yun's eyes changed.

Only then did Su Huan realize what had happened. By the time she tried to pull her bathrobe tight, it was already too late.

A man in the prime of his youth, bursting with vigor, seeing such a sight — how could he possibly hold back? Before Su Huan could tighten her bathrobe, his right hand had already, without her noticing, climbed up.

He had climbed so many mountains, yet this was the first time he felt that reaching the summit could be such a delightful thing.

"Qin Yun!"

The instant Qin Yun grabbed her, Su Huan's face flushed so red it looked as if blood would drip from it. Her whole body first went rigid, then went limp, and the look in her eyes changed too.

Qin Yun stared at her in a daze, his hand unconsciously tightening, then his left hand reached over as well and pushed outward. Su Huan's bathrobe slipped off in an instant, and a body of breathtaking beauty was thus completely exposed before Qin Yun.

The steam had not yet dispersed; warm yellow light spilled over Su Huan's body, outlining soft and delicate curves.

Her breathing grew rapid.

In that instant, Qin Yun felt his blood rush to the top of his head with a "boom," and reason vanished in that moment.

But he didn't rush to go further — he simply lowered his head to press against her forehead, their noses nuzzling, their breaths mingling, until only the tangled heartbeats of the two of them remained in the bathroom.

Their gazes met, and it was as if each saw the desire in the other's eyes.

Su Huan pressed against Qin Yun, her hands unconsciously gripping his lapels, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum: "Qin Yun…"

That soft call was like a fuse, prompting Qin Yun to open his mouth and capture her lips once more. At the same time, the clothes on his own body were also being swiftly stripped away.

What was about to happen made Su Huan nervous to death, and at the same time, excited to death.

She knew that sooner or later the two of them would become intimate — she just hadn't expected it to be today, and so suddenly at that.

"Um… why don't you take a shower first?"

Hearing this, Qin Yun grabbed her, pulled open the shower door, and walked in.

"Ah!"

"Hehe, keep me company for one more shower."

…………Ten thousand words omitted here…………

What does it mean to know the taste and never forget it?

Just ask the two of them, who didn't get up until noon the next day, and you'll know.

When Su Huan opened her eyes, it was already past twelve. She felt utterly exhausted all over — especially a certain place, which was sore and aching, even a little painful.

She gave the man beside her a hard smack on the shoulder.

"You beast, get up — it's already twelve. Didn't you tell Auntie we'd arrive around noon?"

Qin Yun lifted his eyelids. Unlike Su Huan, he felt refreshed from the inside out.

"No rush — I told my mom we'd make it in time for dinner."

"Even so, we still need to get up. What if there's traffic?"

Saying so, Su Huan crawled out from under the covers, and her perfect curves once again fell into Qin Yun's view, drawing an involuntary laugh from him.

Su Huan covered her chest and glared at him indignantly: "You got what you wanted and now you're playing innocent — don't you dare mess around, I can't take it."

There was no better compliment than this. Qin Yun leaned back against the headboard, gazing at her tenderly.

"Su Huan!"

"Hmm?" Su Huan dressed nimbly, looking at him strangely. "What?"

"I love you!"

Su Huan was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and her gaze instantly softened.

She leaned to the bedside, wrapped her arms around Qin Yun's head, and kissed him deeply: "I love you too."

Yet both of them seemed to harbor some hesitation: Was the signal of their hearts truly born of a genuine resonance of souls, or a hallucination bestowed by the night and the atmosphere? Beneath their easy, wordless conversation, turbulent undercurrents lurked in both their hearts. Desire and reason wrestled with each other, while different "I"s within their bodies struggled repeatedly in the abyss of consciousness.