[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off":3,"chapter-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-199":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Bound to the Sign-In System, I Took Off",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2336253,4567,"Chapter 199: A Ten-Thousand-Word Love (Seek Support)","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-199",199,"\u003Cp>Qin Yun was restrained; he sensed Su Huan’s inner turmoil, her profound unease over what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her psychological state made Qin Yun cherish her even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So even though it was excruciating, he still managed to stop in time, holding back just enough to keep them both in a comfortable zone—over time, Su Huan gradually relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When nestled in Qin Yun’s arms, she no longer feared he might suddenly lose control and take her right there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in truth, she didn’t realize herself that as their intimacy deepened, she had begun to look forward to it—she simply had no experience and didn’t understand it yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You really are going to buy it?” Su Huan’s mood was complicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun held her hand, smiling slightly: “Do you want me to sleep on the sofa every day? We’re going to buy it eventually—we’ve got the means now, why not take advantage of the falling prices?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t overthink it.” Qin Yun kept walking forward. “It’s just a house. Don’t be afraid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He naturally knew where her hesitation lay: they’d agreed to buy the house with his money, but the title would be in Su Huan’s name—and that was precisely why she was conflicted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, they weren’t married; bluntly put, this was premarital property.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him so indifferent, Su Huan bit her lip: “Hmph, if you’re not afraid, why should I be? Someone with so much money—what’s one house? Just a drop in the ocean.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun found it amusing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Hangzhou’s property market was sluggish now, that was only for second-hand homes—new developments were still hot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several residential complexes had opening prices above thirty thousand per square meter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Lǜchéng to Poly, from Rongchuang to Jianfa, each development’s entrance was grander than the last—but the quality of their finished interiors was dismal: kitchen countertops as thin as cardboard, looking like they’d collapse under a single press.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, Lǜchéng’s was slightly better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after leaving Lǜchéng Yù Hǎitáng, seeing the crowded Yùniǎo Market across the street, she immediately reconsidered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both preferred quietness—this many people would clog the area solid on holidays. Choosing here was worse than pushing further inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Going further meant entering the Liángzhǔ Cultural Village area, where nearly everything was second-hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They wandered around, exchanged thoughts, and decided that if they were buying for actual need, this place felt pointless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was quiet, yes—but also truly distant; beyond it lay Píngyáo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about Jùnxī Yúntái?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, that’s a villa—can’t get it under twenty million.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun shuddered. Damn it, I’ve worked my ass off for over a month and still can’t afford one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Can’t afford it. Can’t afford it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, before heading to Zhoushan, they settled on a high-rise unit in the Future Tech City area, developed by Poly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This location was only five kilometers from Su Huan’s current rental apartment—essentially the same region, making the move convenient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After two days of running around, the property certificate was smoothly processed—the 160-square-meter unit cost Qin Yun five million yuan in cash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Phew… finally done.” Back home, Qin Yun exhaled, collapsing onto the sofa, too exhausted to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan did the same, plopping right on top of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After resting awhile, Su Huan suddenly lifted her head: “Shall we go back tomorrow?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, tomorrow.” Qin Yun nodded. “You tell my mom, or should I?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan didn’t hesitate: “This is a girls’ reunion—of course I’ll tell her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun chuckled: “You call it a girls’ reunion—I’d call it daughter-in-law meets mother-in-law.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut up.” She pinched Qin Yun’s waist, then pulled out her phone and sent a WeChat message to Hu Fen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Fen, learning Su Huan was coming tomorrow, was overjoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last time they’d met was at Qin Yun’s wedding—back then, Su Huan was just his friend; now, the word “female” preceded “friend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mother had worried herself sick over his marriage; once she learned he was with Su Huan, she’d smiled at everyone for days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s so funny?” Luo Suxin (Chapter 40) asked, curious at Hu Fen’s beaming face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, my son and his future daughter-in-law are coming tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Suxin paused, then realized: Qin Yun had found someone new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiled: “That’s truly worth celebrating—Xiao Yun is nearly thirty; now that he’s dating, he can marry soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I won’t interfere,” Hu Fen waved her hand. “I want them to marry too, but I won’t pressure them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After confirming plans to return home tomorrow with Hu Fen, Su Huan pushed up from Qin Yun’s chest and stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m going to shower. Don’t cook tonight—let’s eat out. Less hassle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun nodded: “Mm, whatever you say.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Su Huan was showering, Qin Yun decided on the location for his next livestream; during a wilderness survival show, he had accidentally completed a check-in task and gained a new skill—precision skydiving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this skill, not using it properly would leave him itching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, he’d successfully registered overseas accounts and unlocked all permissions—livestreaming domestically would be a waste. So for his first multi-platform international livestream, the best choice was abroad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had a few options.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first was the Alps—but not the European Alps; the Southern Alps of New Zealand. In March, New Zealand was transitioning from summer to autumn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second was the ocean—he wanted to simulate a plane crash survivor, enduring survival day by day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third was a deserted island, like his old wilderness survival series, for a long-term livestream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of the three, the first was the most conventional—he had the most experience and the least risk. The third was the most comfortable; with his strength, it was just a vacation, a camping trip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the second carried high uncertainty—endless ocean, who knew what might happen? Danger lurked everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After thinking it over, he ruled out the first option. In March, when spring arrived, he’d choose between the second and third.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you thinking about? So lost in thought?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the voice, Qin Yun looked up—there at the bathroom door, Su Huan’s damp hair framed a flushed, luscious face that made his throat dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dry my hair.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun sprang up, entered the bathroom, grabbed the hairdryer, and started blowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scent immediately flooded his nose. At first, Su Huan faced away as he dried her back—but when he moved to the front, she turned to face him, eyes closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long hair fluttered; her flawless face made Qin Yun crave it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most importantly, she was eyes-closed, utterly surrendering—how could he resist?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t turn off the dryer. He leaned down and kissed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant his lips touched hers, Su Huan shuddered violently, eyes snapping open. She recoiled, avoiding his advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You scared me! Beast, even drying my hair you can’t behave!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun set the dryer on the counter, pulling her close with a grin: “Food and sex are human nature. This is primal desire—when you see something beautiful, expressing admiration is only natural.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excuses, excuses. You want her, you want her—don’t dress it up.” Su Huan rolled her eyes, then tilted her head and kissed him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun was thrilled—why hold back?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as they kissed, her bathrobe sash accidentally loosened; when their lips parted, a sudden flash of springtime unveiled itself before Qin Yun’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, blood surged, breath grew heavy, Qin Yun’s gaze darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Su Huan realize—by the time she tried to pull the robe shut, it was too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young man, brimming with vitality, seeing such a sight—how could he possibly restrain himself? Before she could fasten her robe, his right hand had already crept upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d climbed so many mountains—but for the first time, reaching the peak felt utterly delightful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qin Yun!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he touched her, Su Huan’s face flushed crimson, her body stiffened, then melted—her eyes changed too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun stared, his hand tightening unconsciously; his left hand reached out, bracing against the wall. Her bathrobe slipped away entirely, revealing a body of unmatched beauty before Qin Yun’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steam still lingered; warm golden light traced soft, delicate contours across Su Huan’s skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breathing quickened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, Qin Yun felt his blood surge violently to his head—reason vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn’t rush further. Instead, he lowered his head, pressing his forehead to hers, noses brushing, breaths entwined—only their ragged heartbeats filled the bathroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their gazes met—each saw the other’s desire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan pressed against him, her hands instinctively clutching his shirt, voice barely a whisper: “Qin Yun…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That soft call was a fuse. Qin Yun kissed her again, and at the same time, his clothes rapidly fell away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was about to happen terrified Su Huan—and thrilled her to the core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew they’d eventually become intimate—but never imagined it would be today, and so suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Um… maybe you should shower first?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun pulled her close, opened the shower door, and stepped in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehe, let’s shower together again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………ten thousand characters omitted…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s what it means to become addicted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ask the two of them, who didn’t rise until noon the next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Su Huan opened her eyes, it was past twelve. She felt utterly drained, especially in one area—aching, tingling, even painful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slapped the man beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Beast, get up! It’s already noon—didn’t we tell your mom we’d arrive at noon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun lifted his eyelids. Unlike Su Huan, he felt completely refreshed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No rush. I told my mom—we’ll make it for dinner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still, we should get up—what if there’s traffic?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, Su Huan slipped out from under the covers, her perfect curves once again catching Qin Yun’s eyes, drawing a smile from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan covered her chest and shot him an irritated glance: “You’ve already gotten your way—don’t you dare act up again, I can’t take it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no better praise than this; Qin Yun leaned back against the bed, gazing tenderly at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Su Huan!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm?” Su Huan quickly pulled on her clothes, glancing at him curiously. “What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I love you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan froze for a moment, then seemed to realize something—her gaze instantly softened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned over to the bedside, wrapped her arms around Qin Yun’s head, and kissed him deeply: “I love you too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet both seemed hesitant: was the signal of their longing a true resonance of the soul, or merely an illusion born of night and atmosphere? Beneath their easy, intuitive conversation lurked turbulent undercurrents within their hearts—desire and reason locked in battle, different “selves” within their bodies clashing endlessly in the abyss of consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>",1752,"2026-06-20T21:37:28.858Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2227f32b01da8215d8861d576a8d78487538923afb49f6560d6f4c993e00f867","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-200","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-198",329,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-cover.jpg"]