Chapter 1350

"I want an explanation. What is your relationship with that girl-dressed-as-a-boy fellow?"

"Uh."

Lin Cheng sighed inwardly. The secret was out after all.

Although he had long foreseen it, when this moment truly arrived, all he felt in his heart was a sigh.

His right hand gently patted Miss Qianhui's back, soothing the soft, fragrant beauty in his arms. His thoughts gradually calmed, and thoughts of sisters or three wives and four concubines were all tossed out of his mind.

Even if he wanted to, his body couldn't take it.

After much hesitation, Lin Cheng thought of the most fitting term.

"I suppose you could call them family. In any case, there's nothing between us? Don't overthink it. The one I love most is still you."

"Just a relative?"

Hearing Lin Cheng's words, the anger in Miss Qianhui's heart mostly vanished at once, and she even felt a little sweet, because Lin Cheng had said the one he loved most was still her. With her simple mind, she wouldn't overthink it.

"Yes, pretty much."

"Then I understand."

Getting Lin Cheng's answer, Miss Qianhui was now completely at ease.

So it was a relative. She didn't know if it was a younger sister or an older sister, but a relative was fine.

She was especially afraid of Lin Cheng being taken away. When she got his assurance, her heart felt especially at peace. Sometimes even Miss Qianhui herself couldn't believe that her current soft, weak appearance could be connected to the fearless tomboy she had once been in Blackrock City.

But the fact was, the current her no longer wanted to live the fighting-and-killing life of the past.

Having left Blackrock City, far from her parents, she, who had never traveled far, was inevitably a little afraid. Only by staying at Lin Cheng's side would she feel at ease, and she only wanted to live a peaceful life with Lin Cheng forever.

Thinking of this, a happy smile appeared on Miss Qianhui's face. Her cheeks flushed red as she quickly leaned down and kissed Lin Cheng, then said softly in a small voice, "How about… you come sleep in my room tonight?"

"Ah… then where will you sleep?" Lin Cheng didn't overthink it at all and blurted it out instinctively like a fool.

If he went into Miss Qianhui's room, and she only had one bed, did she want to swap beds with him? Miss Qianhui was stunned.

"Hmph~ figure it out yourself." She gave a coquettish snort, then hurriedly, with a blushing face, left in quick steps. At this moment, a possibility suddenly occurred to Lin Cheng!

Then, Lin Cheng, the Empire's strongest eighth-rank Forger, suddenly panicked. He became absent-minded, and even the magic crystal internal-combustion engine improvement blueprint in his hand lost its appeal.

He reached out and touched the spot on his face where Hui had lightly kissed him. His hand seemed to still carry the lingering fragrance of Miss Qianhui. Lin Cheng shivered all over, his face slowly turning red, and he stood up in excitement.

Masaka—was he going to become a man tonight?

Restless with excitement, the Forger paced back and forth.

What to do? What to do? His mind had already begun conjuring up some images unfit for children.

"No, no, no."

Lin Cheng slapped his face, then hurriedly splashed some cold water on himself to clear his head. Only when his eyes returned to calm did he feel he had calmed down a bit.

Sure enough, women only affect my forging efficiency. It was necessary to cool down the spirit weapon and calm his restless heart.

· ·······Seeking flowers····· ·····

He raised the hammer high, and so, within the forging room, the rhythmic clanging of metal soon rang out once again.

But what was bound to come would still come.

Night fell. Before Miss Qianhui's room.

Lin Cheng paced anxiously back and forth, his face full of indecision, his brows almost knotted into a ball.

Knock knock knock!

"Come in, Lin Cheng."

From inside came Miss Qianhui's resentful voice. Clearly she already knew about the person hesitating before her room.

Lin Cheng took a deep breath, walked with heavy steps, pushed open the door, and entered the beauty's room. Apart from the first time Miss Qianhui had dragged him there to see the interior decor, he had hardly been back since. Now, Miss Qianhui was kneeling on the bed, draped in a snow-white light veil, her face so red it looked as if blood might drip from it, her eyes gazing at him resentfully.

Lin Cheng scratched his head, feeling genuinely embarrassed. After holding it in for a long time, he finally blurted out a sentence: "Miss Qianhui, you're really beautiful."

But Miss Qianhui was still gazing at him full of resentment, her face seeming to say, come over.

Still had the nerve to make her wait this long.

"How about… I sleep on the floor?" Lin Cheng rubbed the back of his head, his blushing face and gaze that didn't dare meet hers making him clearly more nervous than Miss Qianhui kneeling on the bed.

"Pfft!"

Miss Qianhui, who had been a little nervous and resentful, saw that Lin Cheng was even more nervous than her, and immediately let out a light laugh.

She patted the bed beside her, put on a deliberately seductive air, and urged: "You bad boy~ it's not like we just met today, hurry up and get over here!"

Hearing this, Lin Cheng forced his legs to move, slowly walking to the bedside, his eyes looking complexly at Miss Qianhui, whose heart was racing just the same. To be continued.